I know it's a long speech. Get a drink and have a seat. But listen to it.
Showing posts with label brightness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label brightness. Show all posts
Monday, March 17, 2008
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Obamacycling
Check this out:
http://video.aol.com/video-detail/barack-obama-supporters-learn-to-obamacycle/161582213
And see it in action:
http://www.obamacycle.com/forum/topic/show?id=1997397%3ATopic%3A1935&page=1&commentId=1997397%3AComment%3A5058&x=1
Oh what the heck, one more here:
http://thinkonthesethings.wordpress.com/2008/02/06/video-interviewer-picks-the-wrong-obama-supporter-to-try-to-railroad/
http://video.aol.com/video-detail/barack-obama-supporters-learn-to-obamacycle/161582213
And see it in action:
http://www.obamacycle.com/forum/topic/show?id=1997397%3ATopic%3A1935&page=1&commentId=1997397%3AComment%3A5058&x=1
Oh what the heck, one more here:
http://thinkonthesethings.wordpress.com/2008/02/06/video-interviewer-picks-the-wrong-obama-supporter-to-try-to-railroad/
Thursday, October 25, 2007
La Javanaise
I've probably never better understood KP's feelings about the woefulness of translating poetry until now.
La Javanaise is a bittersweet French love song by Serge Gainsbourg. The refrain is (badly translated) "If you don't mind, while dancing the Javanaise, our love lasted long as a song."
But the Javanaise isn't a dance. It's a slang. A French slang where you keep slipping in V's where they don't belong (think pig Latin).
Almost every stressed syllable in the verses begins with V's. If you don't mind, love in Javanaise, as long as a song. I'm just... that's... yeah. Wow.
Sunday, March 11, 2007
Light
Some days are happy ones. Maybe it's getting 3 hours sleep. Maybe the big breakfast at the local greasy spoon on an empty stomach. The waitress in the funny cowboy hat. The glorious sunlight on wisps of clouds, fresh morning air. The black and yellow birds drinking from puddles in the always cracked pavements.
Anais Mitchell playing on the stereo.
There is much to love in the world. More than fits in a little mind at one time.
But my, my, my.
Isn't it something special when it overflows.
Anais Mitchell playing on the stereo.
There is much to love in the world. More than fits in a little mind at one time.
But my, my, my.
Isn't it something special when it overflows.
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