Archive for February, 2008

IT’S COLD AND DARK IN HERE.
February 29, 2008

 
There’s a long-haired, skinny character in the office famed for his drunken excesses. He wears shades indoors, even in the windowless edit rooms, hiding what I imagine to be a pair of bloodshot eyes.  Sometimes I worry when I see his skeletal body shaking from the cold during edits, even when he wears a thick jacket.
After work every night, he invites colleagues to [...]

AWKWARD STAGE
February 26, 2008

This is the longest breakup I’ve ever heard of … which figures because this is the longest relationship that didn’t end in marriage of anyone I’ve ever known.  
R’s still home.  I haven’t had the courage to ask him lately about the status of his condo.  Don’t want him to get all snappish on me.  Don’t want him to start [...]

WARDROBE MALFUNCTION
February 22, 2008

I pulled a favorite blue sweater on over a tank and ran to work yesterday.
I was really late again.  (Reason: slept past 5 am after a surprise birthday party followed by a disturbing book I just had to finish …) 
So I didn’t have time to dwell on my outfit.  Until I noticed, walking up and down corridors and [...]

BOSSA NOVA AND A LOVE STORY
February 14, 2008

“Olha que coisa mais linda, mais cheia de graca, e ela menina que vem e que passa, num doce balanco, caminho do mar …” A Garota Ipanema
The first recording of Girl From Ipanema, with Joao and Astrud Gilberto singing, Joao also on guitar, Stan Getz on tenor sax and Antonio Carlos Jobim on the piano is purely, absolutely [...]

THE POETRY OF PAIN
February 11, 2008

“So the nightingale pressed closer against the thorn and the thorn touched her heart and a fierce pang of pain shot through her.  Bitter, bitter was the pain and wilder and wilder grew her song, for she sang of Love that is perfected by Death …”  from The Nightingale and The Rose, by Oscar Wilde. 
 
My new [...]

AFTERNOON AT THE TATTOO PARLOR
February 10, 2008

at skinworkz in cartimar, every conversation was punctuated by the heavy, seemingly endless buzz of needles drilling …
 
i hung out with these guys for a couple of hours, their music was cool and they were really into discussions on design  …  

he had a portrait of his wife and his little girl on his inner arm.  and this [...]

ALWAYS AND FOREVER A PROBER …
February 6, 2008

An unkind thought:  I sometimes pity the network babies who didn’t get to experience growing up in Probe Productions.
Many of these kids earn too much and work too little.  Complain all the time.  Expect to be paid for every tiny move they make. Get old on the job without growing.    
But it’s not their fault they are the way they are.  And they’re [...]

DREAM WORLDS WITHIN US
February 1, 2008

Today was the enth time in the past few months that I suddenly awakened to the sound of myself screaming.  And found R shaking me, trying to figure out what happened again.
I used to have bad dreams about being tortured by monsters or watching my loved ones die, which would make me scream.  But lately I haven’t [...]