kevlars

The best thing about having a pile of work to do is that it makes everything look so much more appealing. Like going to the Mandarin Oriental to goggle at enormous and fantastic Easter eggs, for example, created by no less than Spain’s best pastry chef, a man with an impossible-sounding name, Oriol Balaguer, who has a cookbook thicker than my textbooks on International Conflicts of Laws put together – but oh, how much better a use of paper. Once again, seated at a new desk in a different country, I bemoan choices made a decade past – tonight I will waste hours of fleeting youth pulling together disparate and ultimately useless pieces of information, to be circulated internally and then externally and then dispassionately off to the Stock Exchange, which will despatch (dispatch) its own hapless minions to digest and summarise what I am now painstakingly stretching out, sentence by word by phrase by miserably elongated hyphen.

Forward in the name of commerce, progress, and China.

How many people can you be in one lifetime?

To days of inspiration,
Playing hookey, making something
Out of nothing, the need
To express-
To communicate,
To going against the grain,
Going insane,
Going mad

To loving tension, no pension
To more than one dimension,
To starving for attention,
Hating convention, hating pretension,
Not to mention of course,
Hating dear old mom and dad

To riding your bike
Midday past the three piece suits-
To fruits- To no absolutes-
To Absolut- To choice-
To the Village Voice-
To any passing fad

To being an us- For once-
Instead of a them-

To hand-crafted beers made in local breweries
To yoga, to yogurt, to rice and beans and cheese
To leather, to dildos, To curry Vindaloo
To Huevos Rancheros and Maya Angelou

Emotion, devotion, to causing a commotion,
Creation, Vacation

Mucho masturbation

Compassion, to fashion, to passion
When it's new

To Sontag

To Sondheim

To anything taboo

Ginsberg, Dylan, Cunningham and Cage

Lenny Bruce

Langston Hughes

To the stage!

To Uta

To Buddha

Pablo Neruda, too

Why Dorothy and Toto went over the rainbow
To blow off Auntie Em

Bisexuals, trisexuals, Homo Sapiens,
Carcinogens, hallucinogens, men,
Pee Wee Herman
German wine, turpentine, Gertrude Stein
Antonioni, Bertolucci, Kurosawa
Carmina Burana

To apathy, to entropy, to empathy, ecstasy
Vaclav Havel- The Sex Pistols, 8BC
To no shame- Never playing the fame game

To marijuana

To sodomy
It's between God and me
To S & M


La Vie Boheme

Note to self:

1 Never, ever, build your life around someone else again.
2 Cash doesn't do a damned bit of good if you're always in the office.
3 Even if the office is in another country, it is STILL a box.
4 Look before you leap, and kick yourself before you fall.
5 People, and the simplest things; memories, never a warehouse.



Die, HK propaganda, die.

There is love, and then there is death.

Wellington Street, Central, Hong Kong


http://www.savethestreetmarket.com/

Because I am now (however temporarily) unemployed, I have been exhorted to get off my lazy **** and do something about all the pictures languishing in the depths of my various hard drives.

So here's one.

This is our ride. Laos Airlines, ladies and gentlemen. Yes, it really is as small as it looks, and yes, there really aren't ANY other airplanes at Luang Prabang International Airport. Gee-roh.







In-flight meals are generally about as delectable as identifiable.



(NB: The weird centre stripe effect is due to the imperfect stitching of the otherwise perfect Sony Ericsson K810.)

Pale solemn mornings, streaked inappropriately pink.

About midway up the hill I had one of those sudden perfect frame shots that sometimes just hit - an impeccable composition of streetlights over the empty lane of sleepy houses with the van in the final third bathed in fallen yellow flowers; dozens and dozens, each the size of your thumb.

Just excellent:



PRODUCT PLACEMENT
To write this, I am using the Word 2000 package on a Packard Bell PC. Earlier in this A-Z, I mentioned the Duracell bunny. The word Duracell immediately capitalized itself. Bill must like Duracell. What else does Bill like? Bill likes Disney, Microsoft, and Odeon. He smokes Marlboro and is into Madonna (as a pop or religious concept - who can say?) though no Jesus or Christ of the good lord himself. Someone at Nintendo paid Bill some money, but Sega didn't. Silly Sega! Silly Nike and Reebok, too. Get with the program! Be Bill's friends like Cadbury's and the nice people at Goodyear tyres. Drink some Heineken with Bill and some Carlsberg but don't touch the Bacardi. Bill doesn't like it. He likes Hershey bars and Rothmans.

http://www.penguin.co.uk/nf/Book/BookDisplay/0,,0_9780140276336,00.html?sym=MIS

(Bill XP also likes Toyota.)

trippy. http://www.nikonsmallworld.com/gallery.php?grouping=year&year=2006

What I'd give to be (like) Hiro Nakamura

Perfect role model for the young ladies.

Fonzi is in the finals for the upcoming Singapore International Film Festival.


Details here.

Home again.





Intricate Hindu carvings in the fantastic Jain temple complex of Jaisalmer. This particular flirtation, is at least a thousand years old.

Yet again the world has shifted, new dimensions to chart and conquer.

Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished, as the once vital voice of the verisimilitude now venerates what they once vilified. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, and so it is my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.



Hugo Weaving (V)
V for Vendetta