Thursday, June 18, 2009

twirly, twirly


At one point in life
you will realise
that there are just
certain things
that you will never
be able to have..







In my case,
twirly moustaches
are one of those things.


Saturday, June 13, 2009

i shall do more good deeds..

Such as:
  • Pick up the pacifiers of stranger's kids when they spit them out whilst on public transportation, even if it means that I get the kid's drool all over my hands.
  • Get up so seniors can get my seat on the bus, even if they seem really bitter and smell bad.
  • Converse more with homeless drunks, even if they just wanna ask me out.
  • Compliment people's shoes and ask where I could get a pair, even if they are hideous.
My aim is to make the world a better place by doing those four things.
(Did I mention that I hate public transportation?)

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

i was born fifty years too late..

One of my all time favourite photos. However, that should have been a cigarette in his hand, not a pair of sunglasses.

Friday, June 5, 2009

things in boxes

(yesterday, in a box i'd forgotten even existed, i found this big pile of old letters)

a bunch of letters in airmail envelopes, awkward handwriting and drawn hearts, from when we spent months apart, written at a time when there was still a naïve hope for us.

a few short letters, in that messy handwriting that was so strangely unlike mine, written at a time when all of her care and concern felt almost suffocating.

one letter that was almost impossible to read because he had no strength left in his hands, written at a time when we all knew that it was just a matter of months.

a couple of letters, handwriting almost like mine, in the envelope was faded pictures of their little family, written at a time when i still looked up to him.

several postcards, in that well-known round schoolgirlish handwriting, silliness, inside jokes and stories, written at a time when we were absolutely inseparable.


(things change)

Monday, June 1, 2009

all i really know is that..

That's one helluva squirrel.


Yes, that's right. I have become one of those people who post pictures of cute things on their blog.

Sunday, May 24, 2009

'i'm with the band..'

I have a weakness.. It's called rss.
I'm subscribed to all sorts of pages, mainly really poor ones.. A few (and by a few I mean a lot) of these pages are ones that feature upcoming/lesser known indie bands. In the beginning I read those religiously but now I just sort of skip them, cause let's face it, there's a lot of crap out there.
Today I decided to actually read one of these articles and check out one of those featured bands, and with the lowest expectations possible I followed the link to their YT channel and pushed the tiny 'play' button on one of their videos. I must say I was positively surprised.
The band is Said the Whale and the song is 'This City's a Mess'.

It'll make you smile (and possibly dance), so check it ooooout!



Okay, I might be a year or so late on this one, but hey, this video is bound to improve your Sunday slightly (and make the world a better place in general).


You're ever so welcome.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

come on.

Whilst researching for a paper on Edward Hopper I came across this quote:
Hopper and Hemingway, we might conclude, both have a penchant for modernization by conservative means. This would seem to be part of the reason for their success. However, it would be mistaken to overstress the parallels between the two. Bullfighting, for instance, did not appeal to Hopper at all.
WTF is that? What does bullfighting have to do with either art or literature?? Perhaps, I should pick my sources more carefully.