I can't seem to get this tune out of my head today. It doesn't help I must have heard it about 4 times on the radio today. This in about 90 minutes total. Blame traffic.
Amy Winehouse's voice is nothing short of spectacular. Shame she's going to pot - literally.
Funny, this clip reminds me of that scene of "The Talented Mr Ripley" in that underground jazz club.
Friday 2 November 2007
Thursday 1 November 2007
This is why I ride a motorcycle
Originally from SDGixxer750, posted by Z3n on zx6e.net. It pretty much sums up why I ride:
"The rising sun is best viewed at 70mph. Chicks dig scars. The thrill. The spills. The challenge. Being able to say "yeah, that's my bike". For the post-ride beer. For the post-ride bullshit. For the solitude. For the solace. For the friends. Because it's hard. Because it's not for everyone. For the looks of longing from people in cars. You would always rather be on the bike. For the speed. For the noise. For the chance, for the possibility. For the sound of pucks on the ground. For the whine of a four, the thump of a twin. You got a girlfriend. You got dumped. You got hired. You got fired. Because you don't need A/C. Or the radio. You need the wind. For the fun. For the fear. For the pain. For the first time you tonned it. For all the first times. For the rush of Adrenaline as you lean into the corners. Because everything else is irrelevant at 150mph. Being able to fill up with a tenner. For the songs you sing into your helmet. For the hands blackened with grease and grime. For the leather. For your heroes. For the people you love. To see—the road, the environment, outside the frame of a car window. For the cigarettes you smoked parked under a highway overpass waiting for the rain to subside. For waking up in San Diego and going to sleep in the mountains of Santa Barbara. For the hangouts. Being able to say "I fixed it." Because the bike will always be there for you. This is why I ride."
"The rising sun is best viewed at 70mph. Chicks dig scars. The thrill. The spills. The challenge. Being able to say "yeah, that's my bike". For the post-ride beer. For the post-ride bullshit. For the solitude. For the solace. For the friends. Because it's hard. Because it's not for everyone. For the looks of longing from people in cars. You would always rather be on the bike. For the speed. For the noise. For the chance, for the possibility. For the sound of pucks on the ground. For the whine of a four, the thump of a twin. You got a girlfriend. You got dumped. You got hired. You got fired. Because you don't need A/C. Or the radio. You need the wind. For the fun. For the fear. For the pain. For the first time you tonned it. For all the first times. For the rush of Adrenaline as you lean into the corners. Because everything else is irrelevant at 150mph. Being able to fill up with a tenner. For the songs you sing into your helmet. For the hands blackened with grease and grime. For the leather. For your heroes. For the people you love. To see—the road, the environment, outside the frame of a car window. For the cigarettes you smoked parked under a highway overpass waiting for the rain to subside. For waking up in San Diego and going to sleep in the mountains of Santa Barbara. For the hangouts. Being able to say "I fixed it." Because the bike will always be there for you. This is why I ride."
What are memes? Tastes like chicken?
What are memes? The question has been asked several times.
A meme (pronounced as in "dream") is a thought, idea, or fact. Simply put, a meme is a unit of cultural information, or immitation, and can realistically encompass a wide range of knowledge.
To me, they're those bright moments someone switches the light on. Not that I have any of those on a regular basis - quite the opposite - but they're the juicy snippets I find interesting, evolutionary, and of sufficient importance to mention here.
And that brings added subjectivity and controversy to an already convoluted subject as you can attest from Wikipedia.
A meme (pronounced as in "dream") is a thought, idea, or fact. Simply put, a meme is a unit of cultural information, or immitation, and can realistically encompass a wide range of knowledge.
To me, they're those bright moments someone switches the light on. Not that I have any of those on a regular basis - quite the opposite - but they're the juicy snippets I find interesting, evolutionary, and of sufficient importance to mention here.
And that brings added subjectivity and controversy to an already convoluted subject as you can attest from Wikipedia.
Met found guilty over JC Menezes' shooting
Finally! Took just over two years for justice to officially reach the same conclusion held by the majority of the public - that the Metropolitan Police Force was guilty over the shooting of innocent Brazilian electrician Jean-Charles de Menezes.
But wait... Are we talking about real justice? The verdict found the Met guilty of breaching Health & Safety laws. To me, that's not quite the same as guilty of murder. And what's more, Sir Ian Blair still refuses to resign over this catastrophic failure his Force committed.
I understand the need of ensuring public safety is paramount, especially in the tense climate surrounding the London bombings of July 2005. But between maiming and disarming a suspect, and shooting him 7 times in the head with ammunition designed to desintegrate and kill instantly on impact, is quite a difference. And it is this apparently excessive use of force that I question, personally.
Why is the officer responsible for the shootings allegedly still in active duty? Why is the commander of the Force still in charge following a similar disaster?
Why has the life of a young Brazilian immigrant, working hard to make a living and helping his family back home, cut short so quickly by a trigger-happy officer who clearly misjudged the situation?
My deepest sympathy to the Family of Jean-Charles. May he rest in peace!
But wait... Are we talking about real justice? The verdict found the Met guilty of breaching Health & Safety laws. To me, that's not quite the same as guilty of murder. And what's more, Sir Ian Blair still refuses to resign over this catastrophic failure his Force committed.
I understand the need of ensuring public safety is paramount, especially in the tense climate surrounding the London bombings of July 2005. But between maiming and disarming a suspect, and shooting him 7 times in the head with ammunition designed to desintegrate and kill instantly on impact, is quite a difference. And it is this apparently excessive use of force that I question, personally.
Why is the officer responsible for the shootings allegedly still in active duty? Why is the commander of the Force still in charge following a similar disaster?
Why has the life of a young Brazilian immigrant, working hard to make a living and helping his family back home, cut short so quickly by a trigger-happy officer who clearly misjudged the situation?
My deepest sympathy to the Family of Jean-Charles. May he rest in peace!
Wednesday 31 October 2007
Housewarming party!
Hello and welcome to my little corner on the web.
Finally got off my lazy backside and decided to indulge the world with my opinions, experiences, and assorted newsclips and thoughts of interest to me.
The kettle is on and the tea plentiful. Hope you enjoy your stay.
Finally got off my lazy backside and decided to indulge the world with my opinions, experiences, and assorted newsclips and thoughts of interest to me.
The kettle is on and the tea plentiful. Hope you enjoy your stay.
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