wow, somebody is still making some sort of music out there...

...well, good to know Kaiser Chiefs are back!  I had honestly lost all hope.  Coincidentally, in the today's Guardian Moby calls recent music by the likes of Britney Spears: "hyper-produced corporate product" and, the old classic, "advertising for ringtones".  :-)

Oh, the weather....:-(

Il pleure dans mon coeur

Il pleure dans mon coeur
Comme il pleut sur la ville ;
Quelle est cette langueur
Qui pénètre mon coeur ?

Ô bruit doux de la pluie
Par terre et sur les toits !
Pour un coeur qui s'ennuie,
Ô le chant de la pluie !

Il pleure sans raison
Dans ce coeur qui s'écoeure.
Quoi ! nulle trahison ?...
Ce deuil est sans raison.

C'est bien la pire peine
De ne savoir pourquoi
Sans amour et sans haine
Mon coeur a tant de peine !

oh, yeah, babe....

....sometimes I rock!  :-)

Lily...

...looking at me while I was telling her she is the most beautiful girl in the world!  :-)

Lily sleeping in my arms...sweet! :-)

there's a darkness upon me that is flooded in light...

...and I'm frightened by those who don't see it....

There's a darkness upon me that's flooded in light
In the fine print they tell me what's wrong and what's right
And it comes in black and it comes in white
And I'm frightened by those that don't see it

When nothing is owed or deserved or expected
And your life doesn't change by the man that's elected
If you're loved by someone, you're never rejected
Decide what to be and go be it

There was a dream and one day I could see it
Like a bird in a cage I broke in and demanded that somebody free it
And there was a kid with a head full of doubt
So I'll scream til I die and the last of those bad thoughts are finally out

today tasted like this....

may my heart always be open to little
birds who are the secrets of living
whatever they sing is better than to know
and if men should not hear them men are old
  
may my mind stroll about hungry
and fearless and thirsty and supple
and even if it's sunday may i be wrong
for whenever men are right they are not young
  
and may myself do nothing usefully
and love yourself so more than truly
there's never been quite such a fool who could fail
pulling all the sky over him with one smile

~ e.e. cummings ~

I am tired of being carded!

I find it ridiculous!  Just because I do not look according to expectations, does it mean that I am under 21?!  I was just told by the cashier: "you should take that as a compliment...."  Really???  I take it as a nuisance, as a waste of my time, as your ability to exercize control over me, and as a direct reflection of stupid laws that are a breeding ground for cognitive misers.  That's my take on it.

Yooooouuuuuu.....

....your sex is on fire!!!

...and here is a nice youtube to mp3 coverter, which is perfectly legal from what I know. :-)

feminism and the masculinization of femininity

The Guardian has an interesting article today about the portrayal of "empowered" women in the media.  It is the image of women behaving badly.  Behaving in a masculine way.  And yes, I can do it like a brother, do it like a dude...., but this is totally missing the point!  Unfortunately, (and dangerously so) this complete misunderstading of feminist theory is extremely prevalent among women, even the more educated.

C'mon, being like a dude is soooo NOT the point!

Things I like...

I like the ritual of morning coffee, dirt roads in Africa, long distance phone calls, shiny things, cooking real food, picking up the post, dancing, sleeping naked, diners, sunlight on skin underwater, making out, Arizona turquoise, coast line blue, the sound of rain on rooftops, Italy, cooking for friends, the sea at sunset, music, family dinners, owls in trees, frost lined leaves, telling stories, Greece, balconies, bookstores, spremuta d’arancia, cut lemons, Capri, rivers, red rocks, fireflies, twilight, transatlantic/long flights, sunday mornings, first kisses, blue light of winter, curved lines, smooth pens, wine, henna tattoos, people who smile with their eyes, sashimi, wearing hoodies, airports, avocados, driving barefoot, espresso macchiato alla schiuma di latte, cherry blossoms, the way you feel the first few hours after an international flight, strong handshakes, people who look you in the eye, homemade things, Van Gogh, dresses and Doc Martens boots, hiking, handwritten letters, black and white photographs, Amsterdam, open spaces, using vocabulary to achieve full potential, secrets, road trips, flexibility of body and mind, badminton, telling the truth, dogs, hardwood floors, creativity, geraniums, full moons, winter with a wood stove burning, summer solstices, following inspired thought, smell libraries, being a woman, the aurora borealis, spontaneous travel, intuition, people watching from street cafes, re-use it re-cycle platforms, campfire conversation, not wearing a watch, being quiet in the morning, winks and strangers who smile at you, the library, real butter and 360 panoramic mountain views. *

Lily watching me cook

free falling....

....feels so good!  like floating...which I did today for a long, long time, stopping my heart and my thoughts from racing.  Sensory deprivation is hugely underestimated.