Tuesday, August 30, 2016
Monday, August 29, 2016
Sunday, August 28, 2016
Saturday, August 27, 2016
Actually need to wear a long sleeve shirt this morning. A cool wind blows. I think the weather has broken and we begin the slide down into September and away from the verdammte heat.
Thursday, August 25, 2016
Something to restore your faith (or interest) in the future. No mention of Trump at all.
Wednesday, August 24, 2016
The latest from Peter Serafinowicz https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z7z62bcdskU
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z7z62bcdskU
Sunday, August 21, 2016
Episode two in the emerging "Winds of August" series.
Saturday, August 20, 2016
Checkin' in. My Thomann delivery came today. Got a bass and a microphone. Woo hoo. On Saturday no less.
Checkin' in. My Thomann delivery came today. Got a bass and a microphone. Woo hoo. On Saturday no less.
Friday, August 19, 2016
Thursday, August 18, 2016
Tuesday, August 16, 2016
A biographical piece in my hometown paper. Very gratifying. Love it.
Yes, it was 39 years ago today, the King went on to the big peanut butter n' banana sammich in the sky.
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Monday, August 15, 2016
Today is the vast, empty, windy festival of the Assumption, most Greeks migrate to the sea for a 10 day weekend. Also name day to all the Marias, Panos' and lots of other names derived from Maria by arcane linguistic algorithms.
Sunday, August 14, 2016
Elvis's apotheosis, August 16, 1977 in Memphis. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rAM1MKi7bNU&list=PLr1ijbkisU76YFF1ZFwNBp45A8E9QDl6f&index=2
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rAM1MKi7bNU&list=PLr1ijbkisU76YFF1ZFwNBp45A8E9QDl6f&index=2
Saturday, August 13, 2016
There is a fresh wind blowing over Athens...
Friday, August 12, 2016
10 Years No Smoking
Today marks the 10th anniversary for both Maria and I for quitting smoking. I repost this blog entry from 2012 because what I wrote then still holds.
"Today, August 12, marks the 6th anniversary for Maria and I not smoking. We began the process of weaning ourselves from this pointless addiction in 2006, pasting nicotine patches to our skin, throwing away cigarettes and cigarette paraphenalia, following the instructions I found on the web for successful cessation.
I am so pleased about this. I am inordinately proud. It is strange to glory in a negative accomplishment, ceasing a practice that should never have begun, but I do anyway. I feel like the governor called with a stay of execution, like school ended early, like I have been issued a get out of jail free card. If nothing else, I now have more money to spend on things like musical equipment. My cigarette habit cost in the thousands of euros per year. I am also free of the necessity of going out in the snow, the rain, late at night seeking tobacco. My fingers and teeth are no longer yellow. My clothes don’t smell like an ashtray. My kisses are sweet.
Tobacco addiction, like most chemical addictions is a plot to enslave us. The producers of addictive drugs seek to control our bodies and minds and to appropriate our resources to fund their own lust for wealth and power. It is the ultimate irony that tobacco companies now seek to addict the ‘rebel’ element in society by implanting messages all over the mass culture that smoking is for the hip, the intelligent, those who think for themselves, when it is precisely those people they seek to enslave and eliminate from society."
photo saskia lupini
