Purple Man Takes A Sun Bath

* Christmas in Brooklyn was wonderful. Neither one of us traveled far to visit family (no traveling nightmare or family drama this time around). Instead we spent time with friends, talking endlessly, playing Nintendo Wii, watching a Jim Henson’s Christmas movie, sharing food and drinks. But the most wonderful thing of it all was that we stayed home. Brooklyn is home now.

* What a pleasant gift… “Pride and Prejudice and Zombies”, a novel.

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Monkey Gone To Heaven

* Walking around midtown I saw an advertisement with a picture of a baby and three different perceptions of such baby: expense, legacy or love. It makes me wonder which one will apply to us.

* Around 10 years ago I went to a cinema and experienced “Fight Club”, a movie that among other things, ends with “Where is my mind” song of the Pixies. Ten years later I’ve just experienced the Pixies, and their concert also ended with the same song. Both experiences are highlights that I remember with great joy.

All Cats Are Grey

* “The devil is in the details” turns out is quite truthful. The hidden catch, that mortal overlooked (and vital) component…. And that’s why I prefer to avoid assumptions and instead work with facts.

* Trying to study late at night doesn’t work for me. After working all day and classes at night I am too tired. During the weeks of mid-term exams my habit is to wake up really early and study surrounded by the stillness of early morning. Everything is so quiet. Jenny is probably in her 10th dream. And all dawn colors feed me with hope for a new day.

* “Champagne’s funny stuff. I’m used to whiskey. Whiskey is a slap on the back, and champagne’s heavy mist before my eyes.” (James Stewart in The Philadelphia Story)

Crumple-Horned Snorkack


* Slow but steady is the only way. There are no short cuts for great rewards. Failure sometimes is the result for giving up. However, it is such a pleasure when the hardest challenges are conquered… only if briefly celebrated, totally worth the effort.

* After covering miles, walking since very early in the morning, we finally sat at a bar and had some beers. The space was somewhat familiar, reminding us of the east village, lower east side or somewhere in park slope. To my benefit, the bartender played the whole Joy Division’s “Closer” album. Montreal turned out to be almost like home… except for everybody speaking french.

Ceremony (12" version)

This is why events unnerve me, They find it all, a different story, Notice whom for wheels are turning,  Turn again and turn towards this time, All she asks the strength to hold me,  Then again the same old story, Word will travel, oh so quickly, Travel first and lean towards this time.

 Oh, I’ll break them down, no mercy shown, Heaven knows, its got to be this time, Watching her, these things she said, The times she cried, Too frail to wake this time. 

Oh, I’ll break them down, no mercy shown, Heaven knows, its got to be this time, Avenues all lined with trees, Picture me and then you start watching,  Watching forever, forever, Watching love grow, forever, Letting me know, forever.

Ian Curtis (July 15, 1956 – May 18,1980)

 

Symmetry and Colors


* Hope: “the state of feeling that what one wants will or might happen”. And there is also wishful thinking. Whether we get what we want or we earn what we get…. it’s makes me wonder. Do we value more what cost us dearly than what we have taken for granted?

* The day and night that I spent alone in a hotel room watching ‘south park’ and reading some heavy geeky book was quite a special day. It was right before embarking in yet another gruesome demanding challenge… far from home. And this time around I lost. Earned only a few more scars etched on my brain. And yet as difficult and painful as it was…. I will have to get back and try again.

Emotional illiterates


* It feels like baby season. My sister and some of my friends are now trying to figure out this “being a parent” thing. On the job training seems to be standard. The idea of having a “baby-jenny” in the future is quite amusing, even if I am not 100% convinced.

* There is no way to achieve anything perfect: not a relationship, not an engineering design, not a musical composition. It’s a good idea to learn how to find middle ground. Too much of anything can be an overload and override the few good things it has. Too little of anything and it won’t make much of a difference. The science of compromise.