oneiric oscar

today was one of those very strange days
a bit of neurosis in the morning
a dash of paranoia around noon

i still have these strange dreams
borderline nightmares
of missing planes
of missing clothes
of missing my own life's plot!
what am i supposed to do next?
in general, i mean...

many days have like an embed script to them
an outline defined by your activities
you wake up, you go to work, you eat
(some days better, some days worse)
you come back home... you sleep
you smile if necessary
you'll frow in case of discontent
just as we all do every day
and then again... & again
& again...

but also there are days with no plot
with no script to follow
the pseudo-free time that this western culture
has provided us with the fake name of freedom!
that's what i feel sort of defines you
that's what i am afraid to loose in my nightmares
don't want to loose my own dialogues!
i feel unaffected by my own photos today
and i don't have a grasp of sense of my own art anymore
but i just haven't written them in so long!
no ideas no plans no artistic perspective
just work
i am afraid is when i feel lost
and when i start "nightmarish"
as i have been nightmarishing the past 3 days
every night a different nightmare
strange!
but today after all
there was a nice twist at the end of the day!
maybe the lapse is over...
so
&
to finish what i hope is the last troubled day
my favorite t-shirt for pajama!
oh Oscar!
i hope you scare these oneiric visits
of terror
and lucid bad dreams away...

i guess you are in real trouble
when you ask a Sesame Street character
some nightmare surveillance and for
some personal oneiric help... ha!
of course i am an expert on self-sarcasm
as well...

i am glad we are out!
and here in again...

june 1st

and it is June 1st
officially the 2nd half of 2007
has started...

wow!
who opened my time-jar?
where has all my time escaped?

have a good 2nd half of 2007

just another 46 days...

Well, it was 20 40 years ago today...

"Well it was 20 40 years ago today,
Sargent Pepper taught a band to play,
They've been going in and out of style,
But there garenteed to raise a smile,
So may I introduce to you,
The act you've known for all these years,
Sargent Peppers Lonely hearts club band!"



yeah! it was June 1st of 1967 when this amazing album
'Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band'
was officially released
the above clip from 68's Yellow Submarine
have a free-of-Blue-Meanies happy Sgt. Peppers anniversary!
free of silence and bad trips
and full of music & smiles!

and for a list of Blue Meanies'
weapons and species check here

busy full moon / little simpsons bites

these days at the office
uuufff! busy busy
stress
& a full moon going on...!

but at least i came home in time to the double feature of
The Simpsons
2 episodes in a row!

here, i recorded a bit
hoping you chuckle too ;)

one of my favorite entrances:
the bird nest...



and then...
the obsessive compulsive cowboy, what a character!



"I am obsessive compulsive!
hiya! 1, 2, 3, 4...
hiya! 1, 2, 3, 4..."
hilarious!
and bit more of it...
"that's where we left of.."


now, a little more relaxed
after a good Homer laugh...
1,2,3,4! :)

el cairel

as life goes on
i learn to accept some parts of myself
i didn't like before
sometimes, when i feel not very "perfect"
on the vanity department
i remember i am thankful for being a complete being
for having all my body parts
some looking better some showing the age
& the law of gravity being strictly obeyed...

and this curl on the back of my head
i have seen it since i was age 5 or as long
as i can remember
in my days of ironing my hair to make it straight
(yeah i was a fashion victim once)
i used to hate the curl on those days
my hair was straight, sleek! but if i pull it up
the damn curl was there...
as to scream to the world:
"this woman, has NO straight hair,
she's just a fake!..."
now these days i could care less for doing much to my hair
i appreciate its wildness and rebel impositions
and i mostly tie it up on a ponny tail
I've fight the curl with gels, and other pasty remedies
but invariably, after a couple of hours...
or sometimes minutes,
of either heat, or sweat, or cold, or anyway
the damn curls comes back again

tonight, i finally came to peace with it
when i saw my own reflection at the gym
among many mirrors i barely recognize myself!
some women were wearing the same generic gray as me
but among all the mirrors i saw my curl
and i recognize myself
oh i like it so much now
probably, now... it will fade
such is life, such is faith...

50

cincuenta días
fünfzig Tage
fifty days

with their respective
50 nights...

lomo me (2)

playing with http://www.dumpr.net/
heh heh
& some wine...
ah & photoshop channels, too...

naturally sepia...

oh! i finally got some film developed back
this picture...
not a great theme or anything like that
(although i love the mexican peaberry...)
but what i like about this picture
is the naturally sepia!
this is just my film camera nikon nikkormat EL
and a 200 iso film, cheap one, KODAK Kolor
and well, my dirty kitchen stand instead of a tripod
no photoshop here, just the scan of the film if anything

ah sepia! i like 'cause tastes to my eyes like Café
or a good blessed cup of tea

to grow or not to grow, & rose garden

that is the question!
such a flowery shakespearian dilemma!
that i have to face this cloudy morning



my film camera here
still working...

and to top this flowery day
a song that I grew up to!
my mother used to listen to this song endlessly!
in the early 70's
so I know ALL the lyrics...
a great classic country 70's songs by Miss Lynn Anderson

this song and many others
have been central theme of the DJs list
I get via e-mail...

so... I beg your pardon
but here are the video & the lyrics
be a good cowboy to this cute & skinny lovely lady
and sing along w/her & her retro friends...



I beg your pardon,
I never promised you a rose garden.
Along with the sunshine,
There's gotta be a little rain sometimes.
When you take, you gotta give, so live and let live,
Or let go.
I beg your pardon,
I never promised you a rose garden.

I could promise you things like big diamond rings,
But you don't find roses growin' on stalks of clover.
So you better think it over.
Well, if sweet-talkin' you could make it come true,
I would give you the world right now on a silver platter,
But what would it matter?
So smile for a while and let's be jolly:
Love shouldn't be so melancholy.
Come along and share the good times while we can.

I beg your pardon,
I never promised you a rose garden.
Along with the sunshine,
There's gotta be a little rain sometimes.

Instrumental break.

I beg your pardon,
I never promised you a rose garden.

I could sing you a tune or promise you the moon,
But if that's what it takes to hold you,
I'd just as soon let you go, but there's one thing I want you to know.
You better look before you leap, still waters run deep,
And there won't always be someone there to pull you out,
And you know what I'm talkin' about.
So smile for a while and let's be jolly:
Love shouldn't be so melancholy.
Come along and share the good times while we can.

I beg your pardon,
I never promised you a rose garden.
Along with the sunshine,
There's gotta be a little rain sometimes.

the quote of the day

"The days of the digital watch are numbered."

- Tom Stoppard
British dramatist & screenwriter,
Author of Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead
read the play! or watch the film