Saturday, March 30, 2013

On Another Shore ...

Dedicated to Alan Zechariah, who passed on earlier this week.

He and Reezal Abdullah used to be a fixture on Sunday nights in my house with their radio programme "Memories Are Made Of These". That programme expanded the boundaries of my musical taste greatly as it used to play some really obscure songs in every programme ......

So, in signing off, here's the song that was played as the first and last song of that Sunday night radio programme - every single week. Thanks and Godspeed, Mr Zechariah.

Sunday, March 24, 2013

How to Catch a Star


Saw this yesterday with the girl. It was a wonderful performance with a great story line for kids. There were a few touches of more 'adult' humour of the clean variety. Well worth the $ and time.

With each performance, Catriona is getting closer and closer to an age where kid's theatre will no longer be an attraction. Hopefully, there's been enough thrills and spills and water and imagination and magic imparted over the years which will remain with her through her teenage years. I'd hate to see her lose her sense of wonder and awe for things natural and imaginary; the real world, so to speak, in lieu of an ipad game.

It's been doing the rounds lately - Albert Einstein : "I fear the day when technology overlaps with our humanity. The world will only have a generation of idiots."

Sunday, March 17, 2013

Precision Parking

There is this car at my place which is usually parked at a not-quite-meant-for-one-car space. It's not a designated parking lot but I do not see anyone else try to 'fight' for this space. I notice it sometimes on my way past and it's always the same silver car/driver. You can see why.


 

I tip my hat off to the driver. I'm nowhere near as good at parking.

Saturday, March 16, 2013

Grimes

I'd file this under "Good shit" .....



Don't think much of the video, but the music grows on you.

Thursday, March 7, 2013

Life is what Happens .....

There is this line from John Lennon which I've remembered since I first read it.

"Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans."

It is at once insightful, and has a certain wittiness about it. More importantly, it perfectly describes Life - Not as it always is, but as it could be at any time. Life changing possibilities abound at any moment in time, both good and bad. And all the while, people make plans and execute plans and procrastinate on plans and sleep on plans and give up on plans and make new plans ...



Life happened.

Literally.

Monday, March 4, 2013

Catriona's first LRT ride ... and the wider scheme of Things


Documenting Catriona's first ride on the LRT on 6th August 2012.

Maybe it's me, but I would like her to experience as much of this world as I can. There's a lot of beauty out there - be it natural or man made. There's also a lot that she needs to learn about poverty, charity, kindness, sharing and suffering. There are the performance arts, graffiti, street acts and street art. There's also the need for her to see the love that God has for Mankind. There's Dance and Song and Drama. There's the Present and then there's the Things which are Yet to come ....

And I would like her to see all of that outside of a screen.

I do not know if I can succeed, but I sure would like to try.

Long Gone ...



A-month-and-a-half after leaving my last job, I can confirm that I don't miss it .... at all.

Don't miss the back stabbing.
Don't miss the politics.
Don't miss the suspicious transactions that I'm so often the last one to know about. For a finance guy, that raises red flags all over.
Don't miss the smiling faces which mask the knives held behind their backs.
One thing I've learned from that place : Money talks. Especially if it's someone else's money residing in your pocket.

No. I don't miss it at all.

Whatever happens at my present place, I don't and won't regret leaving the previous one.

Winterlong

After a long hiatus which owed in part to, of all things, not being able to figure out how to log in when the Blogger settings were changed, I'm back with an introduction to yet another Neil Young song. This time, covered by The Pixies :