And this emptiness fills my heart

I have attended a few Alcoholics Anonymous (AA) meetings in my life, which is partly why I was so disgusted at a Romanian club’s attempt to squeeze yet another drop of hipster cynical Entertainment from the suffering of other people, but I didn’t do it because of any kind of alcohol dependency issues on my part. Except of course the first thing they tell you … Continue reading And this emptiness fills my heart

The Entertainment

With the exhaustion and the injury (healing nicely, btw, for those interested), I’ve spent the last few days in a kind of curious adventure, speaking personally for myself. I divide all human activities into three groups. The first, Sleep, is one of those it seems inconsequential until it’s not kind of deals. If you’re sufficiently sheltered from the wind and the elements and are tired … Continue reading The Entertainment

BBS

Hey sorry for the disappearance here of late. I have been wrapping up what can only be described as a staggering number of (paid) projects here which were all due by the end of the month (i.e. today). On top of that I essentially blew out my right forearm, which now my grip is as weak as a kitten’s. Good news is I can rest … Continue reading BBS

Every king and every peasant

It’s been an interesting week here in Unicorn City. A few days ago I was in the main square, watching as about 10 angry men shouted their displeasure with Basescu to anyone who would listen. I didn’t speak to them but I listened as they argued and even screamed at any passers by who dared to contradict them. I don’t know if they were Dogaru’s … Continue reading Every king and every peasant

What I resist, persists, and speaks louder than I know

I used to have a friend who was an incredibly attractive young woman. She still is beautiful but in her early 20’s she was ethereally attractive. She was the kind of woman who needed no makeup, who looked beautiful both with messy hair in the morning and when she was dressed up for a formal event. She made any outfit, any old regular clothes, look … Continue reading What I resist, persists, and speaks louder than I know