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Hmm... could I have been anymore flamboyant... I mean GAY??? Actually yes, but that's another set of pictures. I remember bleaching my hair to death right after I grew it all back! I used to wash this blue-coloured shampoo in that would take out all the brassiness from my hair, leaving it all silvery-white... Ah, what joy!!! Made me 'feel' like a rebel... heh!

I've always said: My hair is like a canvas! I was really rough on my hair during those odd years, and now my hair is nothing but salt and pepper'ish colour and dry as hay, sorta. So this is just a picture I found while cleaning out one of my 'treasure' bins...

And I was supposed to have just 1 curly queue, dunno why that day it split into 2?!? Looking at the picture, I remember I was in SF's Chinatown, but have no recollection on who took the pix and why I was there in the first place... Tragic innit?

The World Unites

The Olympic games are finally over. I never used to watch it really, cuz I've always thought to myself: Why on earth do people find it important to be so competitive?

But I realized that, after seeing the closing ceremony the other night, to most people, it's the competitiveness, or the will to strive for excellence, but yet maybe to a few, it's the gathering of different races, of cultures... of all the people who represented their nations and countries, in one single place, celebrating...

That night, I find it really sad to see it all end, for now, yet joyous just to feel the energy from all the people being together - as one world! And I find that tremendously uplifting...

Cloud Break

Do you agree that beauty comes in all things? For me, at times, such a thing is like a certain [bitter]sweetness to the senses... But if you disagree, maybe sometimes beauty can be a by-product? How does one perceive? Different minds, different perspectives, different thoughts, different meanings... Even something unfamiliar! Invoke your senses.

It starts with you.

Music: This Mortal Coil - Acid, Bitter and Sad

Of All Colours

Life is black and life is white. Yet it's the in-between colours that I crave... How vibrant is your life?

Music: Various trad. Chinese music

Present Tense

I was just thinking thinking... That [hopefully] by the end of the day tomorrow, maybe I'll have learned a few good things that I wouldn't have known today, but also I'll most likely to have forgotten a few other things, as well... The balance of life.

It's just a thought. Though it's nice to reflect on what I experienced today, and to realize.

Music: Dave Clarke - The Wiggle

Almost Everything...

I think, ...can be called - art! Almost. What isn't? I am not so sure. Darkness? Then again, that's not so much is a thing. I guess to some people, even a scene of a crime, can be manipulated and be classified as 'art'. Course, there's 'good' art and then there's 'bad' art, according to - you!

If I see something I like, I definitely will appreciate it. And if I see something that I'm not so fond of, I'm sure a lot of others will think otherwise. Almost any one thing can stimulate a person at any given point in time, this process of stimulation, I think that's art in itself...

Image: 4AD; generic 12" vinyl label. Circa 1981

The Truer Picture

I was reading movie reviews on Amazon.com tonight. At one point, about a particular favourite movie of mine a reviewer said:

"...it's about being human."

I just love that... Those simple words just kept echoing in my head. So I wrote him back and thanked him.

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Last night was a bit hot, had trouble sleeping... The night air was plenty, but it was too still... Listened to some night music, helped me sleep. Am not gonna write much this evening... It's quiet here, approaching midnight... I think after 11pm is my favourite time of the day...

So anyway, here are my short short girly shorts. It was easy to aim at my crotch, but how it turned out to be orange is pure luck [or not!]. I didn't alter the picture, and I like how it turned out.

Some people say that love is everything. Is it true?

Music: Cocteau Twins - Amelia

Girl Shorts

Today while I was driving home from shopping, I saw an image that reminded me of something... Y'know that feeling how sometimes a certain smell [hopefully something pleasant, heh!] can take you back to places? Listening to a familiar song? etc.

Anyway, so I was in my car stopping at a red light, and I saw this girl [no, she had jeans on, not shorts] walking around the corner of the street in front of this house, and the sun shining behind her... It wasn't seeing the girl that reminded me of something, it wasn't the afternoon sun, nor the house... It was the 'complete' imagery. None of the things made any sense, but when placed together in layers, a pleasant thot came over me and I had this deja vu feelin'!

Ooh, it's late, I'm outta here! Oright, BTW, I bought some of these girl shorts for myself this afternoon! woohoo! Have a wonderful week everybaudy!!

Do You Know The Sun Is Shining?

"Time passes, memory fades..." I mentioned that to Mark this morning... True innit? I had a wonderful birthday this weekend. Without going into details, grandma and I had a great time. I'm gonna try to have her come stay with me more often, but since I see Alec on the weekends, that means I'll have to take time off during the week to do so, but that's perfectly fine with me!

In addition, Stuart 'made' this just for me, a picture of him standing in front of a restaurant where we first met! Sweet guy! From his website, I think his toons are the most fabulous!

Last night I was thinking in bed [wait, I could've been sleeping!] that we're kinda like raindrops... You come from the sky as a small droplet, then if you're lucky, you get to 'grow'... you'll end up here and there... some place calm, some place torrential, and eventually when your time is up, you'll end up back in the sky, somehow, somewhere... Maybe to be back again...

My mind wanders... Has anyone heard the new k.d. lang's latest CD, Hymns of the 49th Parallel? She did a beautiful rendition of Leonard Cohen's Hallelujah... I've been listening to it all night... It's rapturous! Compared to Rufus's cover, hmm... that's a tough one! And the song Calling All Angels with her and Jane Siberry simply brings me to tears...

I was on the phone with Alec just now. We were both listening to the song, and he asked, "Oh Babe, are you only happy when you're sad?"

"That's not true, I'm very happy."

Everything is dependent on the will of the self. With the sufferings of this life, one must strive to better his own conditions.