Hi, I’m Manu.

I used to have a blog a couple of years ago. I have to admit that I missed it a little, so I decided to go back at it in 2014. I write about a bunch of different topics.

Why “plothole.net”? As defined on wikipedia,

a plot hole, or plothole is a gap or inconsistency in a storyline that goes against the flow of logic established by the story’s plot, or constitutes a blatant omission of relevant information regarding the plot, sometimes even contradicting itself. These include such things as unlikely behaviour or actions of characters, illogical or impossible events, events happening for no apparent reason, or, statements or events that contradict earlier events in the storyline.

This definition suits my life pretty well.

Here are a couple of links if you want to know more about me:

And last but not least, here is my resume.

Thanks for reading.

N.B. this site has been tested on the most recent versions of Safari and Chrome on Mac OS X, as well as Safari on iOS. If something seems broken on one of those browsers, shoot me an email. If you’re using another browser, I’m sorry. I don’t find fixing browser quirks very interesting, I do enough of it professionnally.

deconstruction tour 2004

been to the “european warped tour” as some may call it… yeah! in fact i think it has a lot in common with the vans warped tour : the sponsor, the music, the kids, the bmx/skate shows. i have mixed feelings about the whole event… too ‘commercial’ and not enough ‘underground’ i guess. that’s why i was surprised to see anti-flag on the line up! but yea, it was fun!!

soooo… to make it short, some ups and downs :

UPs DOWNs
anti-flag band’s singer saying “this is the best show ever” or “you’re the best crowd we’ve ever had”… yeah whatever! do you think we’re st00pid or what ?!?
jerry galley’s airs in the halfpipe… style, man!! people asking me to lift them up for stage diving.. wtf
pennywise playing outkast my fucking ankle was hurting

as everything finished too late to catch the last train to genève, i decided to walk to the airport and wait there for the o5:o7 train. i got there at midnite, decided to read a little of my book till around o1:3o while drinking some very-hard-to-find coke, and then fell asleep on the bench. i was surprised how good i slept! it wasn’t cold, the bench wasn’t too hard.. or maybe it was just me being tired enough not to realize it…