Smiling "No" instead of "What for?"
In debt, no cash, undecided, and on the brink of vacation plans. Last minute plans. Ideal combination, wouldn’t you agree.
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Important things, not necessarily in this order
“Time sure flies when you’re young and jerking off.”
The Basketball Diaries
“Tina Modotti: I don’t believe in marriage.
[crowd laughs]
Tina Modotti: No, I really don’t. Let me be clear about that. I think at worst it’s a hostile political act, a way for small-minded men to keep women in the house and out of the way, wrapped up in the guise of tradition and conservative religious nonsense. At best, it’s a happy delusion - these two people who truly love each other and have no idea how truly miserable they’re about to make each other. But, but, when two people know that, and they decide with eyes wide open to face each other and get married anyway, then I don’t think it’s conservative or delusional. I think it’s radical and courageous and very romantic. To Diego and Frida.”
Frida (via http://imdb.com/title/tt0120679/quotes)
Freudian slips with login in and log out
“You are so straight forward”,
she said. Me was thinking:”… must be the third sex…”
About a date slash vacation gone wrong “… the morning [noise]…”. I hear “the morning service”, and think of the morning glory.
Reading about shoes: “…lonely shoes”, when in fact they were just “lovely”.
If you want to be hot
You should try a stroll on Magheru at noon. You’d then be really hot.
And if, like me, on your way to work the other day, getting out of the subway and approaching the office, you heard the lyrics below, you’d most surely at least smile.
There are many things that I would be proud of
If I’d only invented them such as the wheel
The washing machine and the tumble dryer
On these inventions surely I could retire
I want to retire
No longer required
I want to get by without the man on my back
A tear in my eye
With a heart full of pride
I must go out on a high
And tell nobody why
There are many things that I know I could do
If I’d only have wanted to, such as create
The perfect soulmate everyone would admire
On this creation surely I could retire
I want to retire
No longer required
I want to get by without the man on my back
A tear in my eye
With a heart full of pride
I must go out on a high
And not to answer to why
I want to retire
Inform the suppliers
I’ll leave the party in style
And not to be carried out
Without a cloud in the sky
I Got my fingers in pies
A Golden watch on my side
Will measure my free time
Now my place in History is surely assured
I will be remembered here forever more
Brand new product in place and a potential buyer
Up on this next transaction surely I could retire
I want to retire
No longer required
I want to get by without the man on my back
A tear in my eye
With a heart full of pride
I must go out on a high
And not to answer to why
I want to retire
Inform the suppliers
I’ll leave the party in style
And not to be carried out
Without a cloud in the sky
I Got my fingers in pies
A Golden watch on my side
Will measure my free time
Kaiser Chiefs, Retirement lyrics courtesy of www.lyricpages.com
Little black dress
Oh, I bet you smiled anticipating confessions of my secret choice of wardrobe. Although, as all kids do (no?), I have been wearing my mothers dresses and shoes and fathers motorbike outfit. But that was back in the first grade, when I was in love with Lavi-de-la-scara-A, now married with children, whom I was, again secretly, kissing in the garbage shaft room and whose schoolbag I was carrying on the way back home.
This is in fact an index of all little black things I almost everyday carry with me. My little black Levi’s cap, my little black pair of Police, my little black Datch bag, my little black book and my little black etui. I guess you can never go wrong present wise with me. Just follow the “little black” rule.
One moment, please!
Consumerism teaches us to just push the button. Common sense says check the plug. Or be prepared to wait for what it takes.
Yes, I have a coffee machine, and too little domestic sockets in the morning.
The S word
I have just wasted a full Sunday afternoon to mend the non-mendable to no avail. All my Fairy Godmother matchmaking skills have been proven void. The suspense killed me, and then there were none.
Which makes me think, we are all just sex shopping. Waiting for a bargain. Hunting the sales. Or going for the most expensive, most impressive deal. Then we store it, then we shop for more. You were thinking you were just surfing the web? Wrong! You are sex shopping. In the morning, making pretty for work? Nope, you are sex shopping. Such a vast industry, where the customer is also the commodity. And the game becomes the hunter.
The buzz and music
Remember the things that you write in your head? They buzz for a while, then they die, nothing remains apart from their temporary
Brownian
movement. While you wipe the floors clean for the second time in one day, you organize them under phrases like “Deep Dish on Saturday was the longest commercial break I have ever attended with six or seven sponsors’ ads on continuous loop from 7.00 pm to 1.00 am next day. DJs Pagal, Livio and Internullo warmed up the crowd so well, that when the real deal had started I was already tired and willing to go home. Which I did at around 2.30. You know you are old when you back hurts like hell. The sound was impeccable, but the beer was the most expensive I have drunk in a long while: 330 ml of Heineken at 3 euros. May I remind the organizers this was an open air event, not a night in the club. I had already paid a cover three or two times higher. So before I call it an insult to my consumer face, could somebody in the marketing department wake up please? Shouldn’t I have had the same stuff for three times less just a week before, in similar market conditions…
I like a chilly wind on a summer’s day
And I like rain from the safety of shelter. How is that for sensitive and telling?
Hangover
When was the last time you woke up at six, not knowing what to do with the starting day? When was it you last embarrassed your sober friends because, I quote, “… and you talk too loud”? As for sleeping, I have been sleeping in the car and where not. Turns out I am the kind that wakes up with a mark of the remote embedded on his forehead. I remember, as in separate memories,
Romerican calling and
Tina saying she needs a drinking buddy. Well,
there I was.
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