Late August and it feels like fall, has done so for days and days now. Some leaves are turning already (and I have photographic evidence, but Blogger is being a pain*). I blame it on all the people who complained about the heat in July. Happy now ?
La science des rêves (Science of sleep) by Michel Gondry, with Gael Garcia Bernal and the fabulous Charlotte Gainsbourg. See this if you liked Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. Or even if you didn't. So original and inventive and completely fantaisiste, but so real.
It's hard to be torn between a yearning for minimalism and a tendency toward being a pack rat. Every few months (seems to be a change of season thing, come to think of it) I have an overwhelming urge to clean, tidy, purge, organize and get rid of stuff I've accumulated, trying to comply with William Morris's oft-quoted instruction, "Have nothing in your house that you do not know to be useful, or believe to be beautiful". Easier said than done. My home is filled with things not really beautiful but sentimentally meaningful, and stuff not useful, but who knows, they might come in handy some day.
* This Blogger beta still has a lot of kinks in it. Uploading pictures always fails on the first attempt, and is impossible via Picasa (which is a Google tool just like Blogger - you'd think they'd get compatibility issues between their own family of applications sorted in priority, no ?). The format of old posts with photos has gone mildly wonky and I've read that users of the classic Blogger can't post comments on beta Blogs. However I do love being able to add and edit sidebars and change colors easily without having a clue about HTML.
And a propos of nothing, S has the loudest sneezes I have EVER heard. Seriously. When he sneezes it's like the sound is coming from a 20-foot tall ogre. No idea how a skinny guy like him can produce such a noise. Quite startling.
Hey, I can sneeze quite loudly too. Maybe we could have a contest whenever I make it over there?
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