I've been dealing with an achey hand for 3 days. On my way to the doctor's, I spotted this just down the street from my office. My very own Engrish spotting on a red car no less. Double mojo. "The red car will drive to studing arts and paints reason." I couldn't of come up with that one even if I wanted to. I love Taiwan for so many reasons. This is just one.
How about this snazzy cell phone with 1.3 million pixel camera, mp3 formatting, and compatabiliy with ScanDisk memory card. Best of all it's in Australia and Brazilian national team colors. You can be the hit of the football pitch with this phone-just in time for World Cup this summer. All yours for only US$400
Photo by Azlan Nache
I've been living in Asia and eating japanese food for over 30 years and I never knew these things. What a hoot. Check out video here.
July '78 19 years old-back from the "sticks" of Arizona in NYC the town that roars and devours you like a lion. Going to see one of my favorite bands-Wire of Pink Flag fame. Like the Ramones a whole album under 30 minutes, but what intensity and exuberance. Minimalist and exciting from start to finish. Not getting the big press or attention, but those that know, know.
Show up at some theatre in Manhattan in the Village? East Village-it was for a live broadcast by some local FM station. The band was screwing around: stop start, stop start, play. It seemed the band is oblivious to us waiting to hear a show and the clock ticking down to close to the hour when the broadcast would begin. Some hippie Dj type from the station goes over to Colin and whispers (what must have been the equivalent-do you know you're going on the air live in 8 minutes? or something like that). Colin snaps to attention-the power from heaven fell on him and instantly the band do a song from beginning to end with electric tension and perfection. The marching orders are in-they are ready to project out over the airwaves-from chaos and sniping amongst band member's- Colin to Robert, in snotty English accent "Aren't you so fuckin' stupid" to thunder of the god's intensity like I've never seen or heard. All within seconds-punk epiphany for the city boy home from the sticks.
2nd night more of the same seeing the boys in CBGB punk mecca-place of legend music of dreams-the intensity-energy, sonic assault,passion fulfillment.
I can't explain why I get such a wonderful feeling when I sip from my blue glass tumbler. The little blue world within , the deep blue sheen of the liquid. Kind of like the feeling the dope dealing neighbor(Wes Bentley) of Kevin Spacey in American Beauty, would get when the empty baggie got caught up in a little whirlwind. I don't want to quantify or intellectuallize only enjoy.
Photo by The Hadfields
Inevitably my mom calls with the annual reminder that she indeed was there that first day so many moons ago. Cory had a BB post about working in the wee hours and getting up early. That seems to have become my MO. Had an interesting comment from Brad on my Butterfly Dreams cast and a note from crazy Stazy guitarist and singer for Frantic Chant. Kevin remembered to wish me happy birthday. To me the siginifcance of a birthday is that you’re alive and have opportunities to love and be loved, create, share and experience.
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Was having a bit of a geek epiphany with some fellow sci fi geeks on a Wingin’ It chat during taping of Wingin’ It 52. Karen form Kalifornia, Tee Morris, Summer Brooks, Simon and NeoDoug from the UK and Bronze Thumb from Oz were all in a group chat. Might even be better than actual show( sounds blasphemous). Supposedly, we’ll get a streamed feed of live show next time. Why am I writing about this? Why am i doing this? Hmm, maybe I’m becoming a geek myself.