Eyes of the Cosmic Whale
“…leaving the heavens naked, glistening blue-black, like the belly of some cosmic whale…”Archive for June, 2007
Tribute to a crazy afternoon
This blog entry is a tribute to a crazy Monday 11 afternoon, left alone with Lizzy, a board and two whiteboard pens.
To Paulie the sheriff! Who rides the magic cat horse catdammit! Horse gawsh! Geeez! Cat!
It’s a tribute to the sweaty scared guy of the spooky girl and the other girl who was happy even if there was a knife stuck in her head. Not to mention her sister who has a terrible fashion designer.
It’s a tribute to the magic snow in fairyland. To the castle on top of the rainbow on top of two little clouds, (nubecitas felices!) the flower that died in slow motion, and of course the bunnies, the fairy bunnies.
The bunny with the small wings and a huge tail and who was carrying a monkey (+ banana) by the string and of course the INSTANTWIN bunny with ears that were my fingers (“that’s just wrong!”).
And, of course, to the gorrita de porquería.
Am I missing someone? YES! ARAFILU! And the terrible paragraph on Australia, the red hats theory and watching lolhurtadolol out the window.
REMEMBER. DROP COVER HOLD.
It will save your life! (from the black death)
The different animals
Imagine a pack of lions. Female lions do the hunting, male lions safeguard territory, cubs play around. And then what? What do they do the rest of the time? After they’ve eaten, and played around to exhaustion? Sleep? Lie around? Mate occasionally? Seriously. What do they do?
Now imagine a group of humans. Humans don’t limit themselves to eating, being secure, playing, sleeping. Humans are constantly doing things. They seek knowledge. Whether it’s random questions, existential issues or inventions to improve life, we’re always trying to find out new things. Honestly, be it working, or studying, or talking, we are always doing something.
We are the different animals. Now where does this difference in behaviour come from? Read the rest of this entry »
Land of the beluga
I was doing some history homework on Korean War prisoners of war and mentally preparing to study historia del peru (XP) when all of a sudden I had an urge to sing the Beluga song. A true childhood classic!
Baby beluga in the deep blue sea,
Swim so wild and swim so free
Heavens above, and sea below
And a little white whale on the go!
That’s as much as I remember by heart. -loves the song -
So, somehow, attached to the song came a fond reminiscence of the days of the beluga whale and Miss Camogli’s (CA-MOU-LEE) lessons, and racing Belen on who finished classwork first, and Miss Camogli’s oboe CD’s. And I started looking for the song in YouTube. Here’s some real life belugas cutely swimming around whilte the song plays
And here’s some 3 year old kids singing the song with cuuuute preschool voices and gestures and stuff. To think I was only some years older (about 6) when I sang it myself!
Ohman…that was mom asking me if the sound she heard was mine. This is the sort of moment in which I wish my headphones, which were super duper cool, weren’t now super duper broken.
I’ll just turn the volume really really low and do finish off my homework in a light, happy, baby-beluga sort of way n___n.
Test for Starch
Just a random way I called a post in which to test an ‘insert in your blog’ code that deletes itself even if I tried dozens of times.
Anyway, here’s the link of the flash thingo that was supposed to appear. So yeah.
I just wish the questionnaire asked for the name of the person asessing me and then what they put.
