26 February 2009
24 February 2009
22 February 2009
19 February 2009
I find this a bit strange about humans (well, about reality shows in particular). Humans like to see other people being judged, to be told what you can or cannot do. People are casted aside, voted off, fired, laid off - the good ones stay, the bad ones go. And it is fellow humans who do the decision. Then there are those who actually MAKE the decisions, those who have the power, those who impose what they believe to be good or bad or mediocre.
16 February 2009
15 February 2009
And we all are confused.
To love our fellow humans
Is something we must teach the world.
If only each heart knows how to love
Peace and joy would be attained.
We are all equal
Under the grace of God.
Hope we stand shoulder to shoulder
Ready to help anyone in need.
If only each person knows how to love
Whichever race or language
Would all come together.
Je'taime, Te Amo, I Love You
Watashiwa Anata o Aishite Imasu
Ich Liebe Dich, Iniibig Kita
Gua Ay Di
Whichever way you say it
Let us teach the whole world
The only remedy is Love.
One World, One Song, One Exclamation
Thanks to akocomyk for developing and posting this video on YouTube.
14 February 2009
So I learned that today is the first of the 3 Friday the 13th's for 2009. How cool can that be? I also learned that humans are kinda wary about this day. Bad things are supposed to happen.
Well, what do you know? Bad news indeed for Mr. B. when he was informed first thing in the very early morning that his anticipated trip to Los Angeles has been cancelled. So is his trip to Chicago in May (but that bad thing is reserved for the next Friday the 13th because you don't want too many bad things happening).
Los Angeles brings some sort of nostalgia for Mr. B. He visited that place for the first time in 1999 as a side trip of his big San Francisco adventure. That was his first trip to the US with his first US Visa, his first taste of the American Dream so to speak. He has photos of Gloria Swanson's footprint in Graumann's Chinese Theater, walked along Hollywood and Sunset Boulevard (thinking of Norma Desmond probably), visited Univeral Studios, Long Beach and Disneyland. He was excited to see the Hollywood sign, the Hollywood Bowl, homes of the stars in Beverly Hills and all things fancy and superficial.
This time, he was supposed to make time to meet and catch up with a very good friend. One he fancied for a long time but nothing ever came out of it as friendship and mating do not work together well for humans. He feels very disappointed to miss the chance to smell the air of Bel-Air again.
Too bad.... I understand travelling is about the only thing that keeps him sane these days. Perhaps he is not yet ready for his close up, Mr. DeMille?