...except that i hadn't really gone anywhere in the first place, but it sure doesn't feel that way.
Stuff was done, drinks were drunk, songs were sang, dances were danced, first years were sloshed.
Missing from the weekend:
-food
-sleep
-study.
Currently catching up on the latter, exam next week.
Bla, bla, bla, random Monty Python reference, witty comment, more bla bla bla.
It's a way of life!
This Guardian article reminded me of one great prank that was performed by the Duino Video Group several years ago. They went around the village interviewing people, asking them if they were aware of the fact that the water in Duino contained SIXTYSIX PERCENT HYDROGEN! (to some, they even said "more than 50%!") Of course everybody interviewed was shocked, usually responding with something along the lines of "somebody ought to do something about it". Nobody thought of answering "isn't that how it's supposed to be?" (or if they did, it was edited out of the tape for good humour's sake).
The best reaction, however, was from a clueless Mickey Mouse Bar waitress, who puzzledly rebated: "What's Hydrogen?"
Good times. Who knows what happened to those old Duino TV tapes, hope somebody backed some copies up and took them home. I don't think they're anywhere to be found around here anymore. And of course, the video activity no longer does such great things, pure enjoyment would be considered a waste of college facilities. Bah.
PS: Reunion Weekend starts today! Yes, i know, it's a thursday. Whatever. Anyway, i may now announce that several unexpected faces will be showing up, not just the current third year generation. It's all very hush-hush, but i'm just saying this so anyone who wasn't sure whether to come or not makes his or her damn mind up.
Also, probably won't have much time to update these days, for obvious reasons. Will catch up next week, with those concert reviews i've been promising for weeks.
Some Armand Hammer College students are here on project week. We present you with an excerpt of a brief exchange:
Her: "Do you recycle here in Duino?"
Me: "Uh...yeah..."
Her: "That's cool. Over at Armand Hammer we've got a windmill for the electricity, waste recycling units and we purify our own water! What do you do?"
Me: "um...See those cardboard boxes over there? With "plastic", "metal" and "paper" written on them? Wellllllll...let's say that's our recycling centre."
The place: Agip Store, Duino Sud
The time: sometime past midnight, friday night.
Dramatis Personae:
Them(them)
Me(me)
Them: "Ok, let's get one of these."
Me: "What??? BACARDI? Are you out of your fucking MIND? Don't you know Bacardi's EVIL? Don't you know the CIA brews it and drops it on rebel groups in central american countires so they get drunk and get killed better? For christ's sake, it's not even really cuban!"
Them: "Ok, ok, relax! We'll get Pampero instead. What should we mix it with?"
Me: "Oh, just get some coke."
A post from a discussion group which occasionally counts on my irrelevant participation...
From: "e_varisto\@******"
Date: Mon Mar 22, 2004 10:51 am
Subject: Re:[Terence Trent D
Friday night, i was chatting with some old friends outside our regular hangout,
when i heard the notes of Wishing Well coming in from inside. It took me some
seconds to realize this was actually possible(the music there usually sucks),
but when i did i screamed "Wishing well!!!" and ran inside and started to dance
with the first female acquaintance within my eyeview. People were cheering.
When the song was over, i went out and my friends told me "it's good to see that
even after all these years you can still make a fool of yourself."
Um...right.
Cheers,
-R.
> I walked into the beauty supply today and Sign Your Name was
> playing. I thought you all should know.
>
See? you can look stupid even when you're not on the internet!
Left home, went for a walk. Passing in front of the library, decided i felt like reading Finnegan's Wake for a while. Went up, library was closed on account of it being saturday night. So i went to the photocopy room. Saw that somebody had piled up the newly arrived boxes of A4. Built a tower with them as bricks.
Then decided to blog about it.
At the time of writing, this site has had over 1300 visitors. How they can be interested in my lifestyle is a complete mystery to me. And then people ask me why i don't write more about myself.
The two gentlemen seen above are, left to right, Keigo Oyamada a.k.a. Cornelius and Ryuichi Sakamoto. These two have a lot in common. First of all, even though they may not know it (i'd be rather worried if they did), two of their albums have finally reached my room after a long and boring odissey, thus becoming 1/4 of my six weeks late birthday present. The other 3/4ths are unevenly distributed between a Joao Gilberto live cd, a Rossana Casale Before-she-sold-out-honest-to-god-jazz cd, and the Jacques Tati 4DVD set i've been raving about for the past weeks. Uh, for clarity's sake, the cds made it here this morning, the DVDs were already here, and have no intention of moving out.
Anyway, another thing the happy little couple above have in common is Sakamoto's upcoming new album, already released in Japan but still to grace our merry lands(another long wait - 25 may!), Chasm. Such album not only enlists the talent of Cornelius's electric guitar on several tracks, but also well-known faces like Jacques Morelenbaum, Luis Brasil, Marcelo Costa, Arto Lindsay, David Sylvian, Maucha Adnet(From Jobim's Banda Nova), Amadeo "Blonde Redhead" Pace, Little Dora Morelenbaum(she of the bright red wellieboots) and even Carlos Nuñez on tinwhistle.
Full info here.
Moral: just when i've got my 4 nice new cds, i'm already starting to crave for more. Bugger.
Was through with the blog for today, but decided to come back here just to point out that, in my eyes, this website is finally starting to look kinda cool.
On the Winamp: Señor Coconut - Humo En El Agua.
On sunday afternoon, just back from Verona, the old lady down the road stopped me as i was going off to work 1 hour late. She pointed at the pavement, which was overflowing with unsightly swill. Seems the sewers were having their day off. I promised the dear old lady i'd tell whoever was in charge, now please let me bugger off.
The following morning i was going off to check my pidgeon-hole, and noticed even more sludge coming out, presumably waiting for small children to pass conveniently by at lunchtime. So i made a 180° turn and went off to call the college's fixit-man. He said he was aware of the sewers coming out and planning to conquer the world, and had already contacted the city council people.
Later in the afternoon i saw the council's truck come by under my window(which has a very convenient view of the sludge), drop some junk around, and poot away to the closest watering hole.
This morning i was woken up by a large truck sucking the sludge away in a manner that reminded me very much of the Real Ghostbusters cartoon. Very little remains of it now.
That would've been the end of the story, not much of a story but the end nonetheless. But ten minutes ago i was sitting on WGD's Throne reading sunday's paper, from which i learned that, due to the recent terrorism scare, Carabinieri are in charge of security in train stations and airports, while the military are keeping an eye on power plants, gas conducts and sewers.
"Sewers???" i said out loud in such an august environment. Immediately my mind started drawing patterns. Yes, Duino is a potential target. And there was a bank robbery just across the road last week(oh! remind me to tell you about it!). And there's an international terrorism red alert. Ok, there always is, and i've never cared about it in the slightest. And the authorities probably see me more as a potential culprit than as a potential target. But still, i thought, shouldn't it be better if somebody checked for bombs under my residence? For safety's sake.
And then my mind wandered even more. What if, of all people, the Bursar had placed a bomb 3 metres under my window? It goes boom, the college immediately gets visibility, reconstruction funds, and new schlarships. And goodbye deficit. And what would he have to lose? A medical center(people inside are sick already, not a great loss), a small residence (girl's residence, and of course women are but inferior lifeforms to such mischievous minds) and most of all a small clan of bothersome latinamericans. Uh, that's us in case you hadn't noticed.
Of course all of this resides in my imagination, and those guys haven't an ounce of the thoughtmanship necessary to plan such a dastardly deed.
But i just posted this so if i do go boom, you all know who it was.
Rather late on this one. Wanna know why? Nah, you don't.
George Duke - I Love You More
m-flo - Hands (readymade JBL mix 2000 by Yasuharu Konishi)
Morning Musume - Night of Tokyo City
Skatalites & Laurel Aitken - Perfidia
Fela Ransome Kuti & Koola Lobitos - Ololufe Me
Caetano Veloso - Lost In The Paradise
Roy Paci & Aretuska ft. meg - Se Stasera Sono Qui
Lisa Ono- Aguas de Março
Baden Powell - Berimbau
Os Mutantes - Trem Fantasma
Los Super Seven - Baby
Lisa Ono - Ninna nanna ninna
Gilberto Gil - Vamos Fugir
Chico Science&Naçao Zumbi - Maracatu Atomico
Tokyo Ska Paradise Orchestra - Do you feel like gonna disco?
Los Pericos - Caliente
Original soundtrack to the movies of Jacques Tati - Theme Africain (from PlayTime)
Duke Ellington - Caravan
Captain Beefheart and his Magic Band - Diddy Wah Diddy
Sonny Boy Williamson - Good Morning Little Schoolgirl
The Cleftones - Little Girl Of Mine
Randy & the Rainbows - Denise
Earl Lewis & the Channels - The Closer You Are
The Specials - It's You
Johnson Righeira meets Montefiori Cocktail - Papalla
Telex- Twist a Saint Tropez (Konishi Yasuharu Mix)
Apollo 440 - Stop The Rock (Mint Royale Mix)
Vinicio Capossela - Marajà
Mongo Santamaria - Jamaicuba
ok, i'd actually tried to post this one week ago. But the post somehow dissappeared. And that pissed me off so much, i didn't blog again until saturday morning. So that's my absence explained.
Feeling a bit down today. So i'm munching chocolate away like a chocolate-grinding machine(if such a thing exists). Injecting chocolate straight into my veins is also being given serious consideration.
Haven't updated in a while, but i have a good reason for it.
Which i'll tell later(perhaps) because now i have to get my stuff ready for Verona.
It's ten o'clock in the morning right now.
At 11:35 i have to take the bus to Monfalcone.
At 12:15 i take the train to Verona
At 15:12 or something i reach Verona, and
At 16:00 i first meet The Band at FNAC.
At 18:00, soundcheck at the Estravagario.
At 21:30, the concert presumably begins. At this point i'll have finally met Pelodia and re-encountered Giovane for the first time in over a year.
And after the show, i'll have my nice new Cd Bruléé!
What does all this mean?
It means i'd better hurry up and pack my bags.
See you later.
Several months ago i had come across This Site, showcasing the art of Mara Aghem. Unfortunately, i forgot to save the link, and forgot the artist's name. Today i finally managed to come across it again today, so now i'm linking it here for future reference. You might like her work, too. Enjoy.
WJ Evaristo is on the air once more with RadioPhiga International!
Open your Streamer, choose RadioPhiga, and enjoy!
How bad must my current workplace's economical situation be, if they're asking a spanish teacher to teach italian?
"Well, if it's Italian Ab Initio, i guess i can do it."
"Ab Initio? That's a great idea!"
They're keepin' it cheap. Remind me to tell you how big their deficit is, as soon as i've finished laughing(and i've been in the know for almost a month).
Oh, and it seems i'll be broadcasting again tomorrow night, from 21(or 2130, depending on whatever i feel like) to 23 hrs GMT+1.
More info at RadioPhiga!
A splendid time is guaranteed for all.
And since we're all in Jacques Tati madness over here at WGD Central, why not link to TatiVille, the official site?
Finally managed to see Playtime from the beginning to the end in one go yesterday. Still feeling great about it.
Playing on Winamp: Frank Black & Teenage Fanclub - The Jacques Tati. Coincidence?
(hint: no.)
1. Go to Yahoo UK & Ireland's search engine.
2. Type "when did you last cut your hair".
3. Click "search".
4. Laugh out loud.
Last friday was the Polish Dinner at my place. The parents were away(holland or belgium, still haven't understood), the beers were fresh, the vodka was polish, the herring was smoked.
Five of us, nice small group, chatting, drinking, dancing a little, laughing a lot.
After a while we became a magnet for anybody drunk in duino. They just came in. Flows of people.
WGD Central was in turmoil.
From then on, i remember extremely little. All i know is that the following morning the house was cluttered with bongos, rubber (baby?) snakes, Perugina Baci chocolates and straw hats, and all these objects' origin has yet to be tracked down.
And even if a whole week has gone by, people are still asking me if i got better.
Good party that was.
Also, it was not only the first time i've ever had a party at my parent's place, it was even this flat's first party ever! Deserved celebration. Oh, but we probably did that, too.
Which Peanuts Character Are You?
Anyway, yesterday my Jacques Tati 4DVD box finally arrived. It's lovely. I'm carrying it everywhere i go as if it were my lovechild. And often must resist the temptation of breastfeeding it. At least in public.
Regular blogging shall resume shortly. But first, a public service message:
The end of the world is coming. We're all going to die.
(Tnx to Josef Vissarionovich Stalin)
Best. Cast. Ever.
it's almost four in the morning - i'm off to bed.
Goodnight, all.
