Drizzle. Smoke. Blogs. Bloggers. Ex’es. Relationships. Videogame addictions. Chatting up strangers. Democracy (can’t live with it, can’t live without it). Interest of the commons vs. common interest. Punitive, preventive and reformative Justice systems. French presidential candidates. Beer. Chocolate deserts. Managing time and money. Saving for the future. Making plans.
Expo 1900. Art Nouveau. Egyptian gods. Cult of Isis. Kimchi. Soju. Rue Mazarine. André Gide. Lafcadio. Antonin Artaud. Readership. Money. Entitlement. Family. Dynasties.
Cocktail party with monsieur le Ministre de la Culture
Boring speech, tasty petit-fours
Look what I found, while cleaning up and putting the place back into shape for 2007: last year’s Music Quizz long due results !
Overall, all of them were found, which goes to show they weren’t that hard, though not one person had them all, so perhaps they weren’t that easy…
And so it went:
Saturday, December 23rd, 2006
Woke up naked, curled up in the middle of my living room. Calendar on the wall says it’s been about two months. Paper everywhere. Found a couple dead rats impaled with sharpened pencils into stacks of graph theory and bayesian statistics papers… Decide to burn it all in the building’s courtyard and forego any attempts at piecing back together whatever hazy memories remain of that painful episode.
Tuesday, December 26th, 2006
As is now customary around these parts at this time of the year:
May 2007 bring you kittens, happy puppies & ponies with very little thermonuclear wars on the side…
PS: If I recently met you long enough to snap a pic, your face is probably up there. Full size version here for the unbelievers.
PPS: To make up for the sharp decrease in picture-taking this year (linked to a switch from my nifty camera-equipped keitai back to the basics of 19th century cellphone communication), I innovated by adding a couple pics of online acquaintances whom I have not met in person this year, but spent more than a share of my time exchanging communications with. Yea, this is 21st century alright.
PPPS: Collage quality is really not all that great this year. Ironically, part of my studies lately have involved the very algorithmic tools I need, to come up with an elegant solution to this very tricky problem (yay for Operational Research). Unfortunately, said studies also meant I really did not have the time to implement it. We’ll try to have it for 2008.
semester over. stop. made it alive. stop. merry kwanzukkah to all. stop. will resume posting pithy comments on daily activities and the world at large : very soon. full stop.
This just in from our stating-the-obvious department: this blog will undergo a severe slow-down for the month (that is, the month already nearing its end and the slow-down now ongoing for a good three weeks already).
Computer failures, livelihood-earning work, research projects, assignments, sleep deprivation, final exams and overall the sad realities of the M.Sc.’s student life crashing into my own, theretofore much happier, shiny rosy reality… are all to blame for this sudden interruption. Expect some improvement at the end of next week, if I make it this far.
PS: and sorry for leaving last month’s quizz out to dry. I swear I’ll post the results as soon as I’m back among the living.
Time for another music quizz…
While the last one was all about unearthing hidden samples, we are doing things a bit differently this time:
All track excerpts below are full on covers, rather than mere remixes of the originals. Styles of both original material and covers run across a very large span, so you all have a chance, no matter what your tastes veer to. We got a fairly even spread across rock, folk, house and electro. Often both between either version of a track.
Rules are simple: original song title and interpret gets you 1 point, cover artist gets you another. DO NOT post your answers in the comment area below, but use the contact form instead.
Results and name of lucky winner of a surprise worthless gift will be announced next weekend.
The tracks:
I took from my five remaining daily hours of sleep schedule to go watch Shortbus last Sunday.
I know it’s been released a few eons ago in other parts of the civilized world and that, by now, everybody has either seen it or think John Cameron Mitchell is the antichrist (or both)… Yet I felt I should add to the general consensus (met amidst people of taste):
This is one brilliant, thoroughly enjoyable movie.
Definitely not a family movie, and you might not want to take a date there without checking out before… But otherwise: best way to spend ten bucks with your clothes on, these days.