Saturday, November 26, 2005
Close your eyes, have no fear.
The monster's gone, he's on the run, and your daddy's here.
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful boy.
Before you go to sleep, say a little prayer.
Everyday, in every way, it's getting better and better.
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful boy.
Out on the ocean, sailing away.
I can hardly wait, to see you come of age,
but i guess we'll both just have to be patient
Cos it's a long way to go, a hard row to hoe,
Yes it's a long way to go, but in the meantime
Before you cross the street, take my hand.
Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans.
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful boy.
Ever heard that song by john lennon? It's the most beautiful song. Undoubtedly influenced by Yoko, since 1. the boy is sean, their son. 2. it sounds oriental at some parts. John lennon is watching down on us all, as are all the other dead people in the world. I bet my grandfather is now watching down on me, he now knows english and understands everything that has happened and is happening (as do all other dead people) and is smiling down on us all now. Hello, hello.
The weather on the last day (sort of) which was the tsd exam was blazing hot sun. Which was a blessing because the weather has been chilly wet rain or drab nothingness between spritely rain. It was a blessing for our last day! As i sat at the garden tables it felt like a hallucinatory hot heat wave holiday in alice in wonderland land.
Iz and the flea (sister with crazy hair and bear called beawin and bolster called 'baobee!') are playing the sims 2 everyday. They openly discuss how their sims aspire to have woohoo (which is the sims 2's disturbing euphemism for sex. they should just say sex because the nature of the word woohoo conjures more disturbing thoughts that would penetrate the minds of children). And worse, the sims want PUBLIC woohoos! 3 times!!!!!! I don't know what to do or say!! And iz is becoming a sadistic sims player (but who doesn't?). There is this thing that you can buy and SUCK other people's skill points and aspiration mood. So he very delightfully FILMS how he invites a neighbour over ('would you like to come over for an afternoon chat?' 'i've nothing better to do, sure i'd love to') and then positions them somewhere before making his sim retrieve the sucking machine and then sucking them. A bright blue jet aura shoots out from this vacuum machine and the person is lifted, with groans and moans, with a jet blowing sound and the person is contorted and moved and then dropped. Totally evil. He created our entire family for fun and called me beatler chaos with a mohawk and 60s swirly patterned clothes. I'm gonna trap someone who is urgent to pee in a maze and test if the system automatically navigates the person to the centre of the maze (where the toilet bowl will be) or whether the person will wonder helplessly around before waving to me shouting something in the sim language ('HUW HEE SEEEY KAB BOO!' something cranky like that)
When i was in milan we were trying to get away from a riot at this amazing golden and black shopping centre square so everyone walked real fast navigating through busy streets (saw LUSH but couldn't go in) and the whole way there was this amazing exhibition of pictures, all put up a distance from each other, along the long stretch of road. I didn't see it properly though it looked incredible and somehow took a picture of one of the pictures (people lounging on floats in a volcanic lake that was perfect blue). And i found that the exhibition is at orchard road because i recognised the picture! all the way from wheelock place to forum, the road is lined with these steel structures holding the pictures, by Yann Arthus-Bertrand, the collection is called The Earth From Air, with the most amazing photos taken, from big balls of cotton in india with a man lying in it, to crazy swirly formations in a volcanic area (golden brown blue silver), to this natural environment where the plants or moss or something is naturally in the shape of a heart, to scarlett birds flying away from a mountain, to tokyo's intersecting roads and highways to the turquoise blue green great barrier reef. At least a hundred photos, all perfectly brilliant. With messages about poverty and energy consumption. It's perfectly and ironically at the ultimate centre of materialism. I think I don't ever want to get caught up in materialism and fashion and money, like going to expensive shops to buy clothes and being around all the posh-acting shop keepers and people who need to buy those clothes that are all glittery and sophisticated and go to glittering parties and take photos of themselves. I just want to be a happy backpacker with enough money to see the world and to help and to have love and be in love then 5 kids and to be free and happy. At this point I am sure that is all I want from life.
If in doubt, read the Hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy, as it will confuse you further. Pulls you right out of everything stupid on earth and into stupider and crazier realms on other planets in other galaxies in the whole universe!
Happy holidays >>>>ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE
moled at 11/26/2005 06:56:00 PM
I'm going to read catcher in the rye now. Digging it up felt like i was finding a good old friend, holden caulfield. it KILLS me.
The weather has been such a funny BLESSING and it is SUNDAY TOMORROW
moled at 11/26/2005 07:39:00 AM
Monday, November 21, 2005
I was clicking around itunes and clicked at bobby darin and found out that kevin spacey wrote and will be in a movie about bobby darin called Beyond The Sea, which is just about probably my favourite song in the world.
moled at 11/21/2005 07:57:00 AM
Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup
They slither while they pass they slip away across the universe
Tom Hanks was interviewed on his obsession with space. He thinks that the idea of 2 guys side by side in a vacuum of space together in outer space is romantic and the whole idea of space and the cosmos infected him with mystery. That's the perfect word for the perfect mystery.
Experiment: will my hair stand when it's dry if i mess it up so much that it is standing now when wet. IT'S STANDING!!!!!!!!!
I read the news today oh boy.......I'd love to turn you on
moled at 11/21/2005 04:21:00 AM
Sunday, November 20, 2005
Your love is like a giant pigeon Crapping on my heart
Phoebe's songs
Trapped in the Hospital Closet
And they found their bodies the very next day,
they found their bodies the very next day,
la la la, la la la, la la la...
Shower Song
I'm in the shower and I'm writing a song
Stop me if you've heard it.
My skin is soapy, and my hair is wet,
and Tegrin spelled backward is Nirget.
Lather, rinse, repeat
and lather, rinse, repeat
and lather, rinse, repeat
as needed.
Ode To a Pubic Hair
I found you in my bed!
How'd you wind up there?
You are a mystery,
Little black curly hair!
Little black curly hair!
Little black, little black,
Little black, little black,
Little black curly hair!
moled at 11/20/2005 04:06:00 AM
