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Sep
7
Vintage! This is a random post. The year was 2007...
The world stretches infinitely, like a long strand of toffee being pulled from both ends, unwilling to break but getting thinner and thinner, losing its color to a dull white. Time stands still as if hypnotized by distance and jammed from within. Sounds are muted, muffled and distorted, occasionally shrieking out of control like hysterical bursts of laughter played by an old phonograph losing speed. Life’s images are blurred and grainy, they collide jerkily one into another without harmony, ignoring their own identity. A few moments lasting many, slow motion of an already frozen track, only questions and possibilities as bones. The flesh is cold. But this is when anything goes, history can be made, all avenues open up after a small last giant step. It’s fusion of the core, melting of cages and warm up of engines. It’s slightly before coffee.
We now go back to current chronological entries:
Jan
20
A couple were having some problems at home and were giving each other the silent treatment. Suddenly, the husband realized that the next day, he would need his wife to wake him at 5:00 AM for an early morning business flight. Not wanting to be the first to break the silence (and LOSE), he wrote on a piece of paper, « Please wake me at 5:00 AM ». He left it where he knew she would find it. The next morning, the husband woke up, only to discover it was 9:00 AM and he had missed his flight. Furious, he was about to go and see why his wife hadn’t wakened him, when he noticed a piece of paper by the bed.
The paper said, « It is 5:00 AM. Wake up. » 
[Thanks PJ]
2005-01-20 09:49 • Posted in
Jan
18
Everything will be alright
Everything will turn out fine
Some nights I still can’t sleep
And the voices pass with time
And I keep
No time for tears
No time to run and hide
No time to be afraid of fear
I keep no time to cry
[From No Time To Cry - The Sisters of Mercy]
It was fun for a while
There was no way of knowing
Like a dream in the night
Who can say where we´re going
No care in the world
And maybe I´m learning
Why the sea on the tide
It has no way of turning
[From More Than This - Bryan Ferry, Roxy Music]
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2005-01-18 00:08 • Posted in Quotes:
Jan
15
It’s official: there’s a new gallery called
The Moving Sea.
Check it out here!
[Update: the full gallery is now posted and due to popular request, I’ve started offering the option of clicking on the pictures to enlarge them]
Posted on Technorati’s Photography Tag List
Also a few images were added to the Little Cayman section, click on the link below for a preview...
Continue reading "The Moving Sea"
Jan
15
Not to worry folks, we’ll be all right despite the strong winds: only a
small warning is in effect!
(This is part of the actual Cayman Islands 5 days weather forecast today. Sigh.) 
Continue reading "The weatherman learns to cut and paste"
2005-01-15 04:11 • Posted in
Jan
13
I was just talking with Sabine, who is pregnant. It was 10 years ago that our paths crossed for the first time in the Bahamas. We were GOs, then, partying all the time and not worrying too much about what was to come. Where has time gone? How could ten years have already lapsed when it seems like just yesterday?
Mr. Keating said in Dead Poets Society « Make your lives extraordinary ». Am I missing the bus? What has become of me? Extraordinary always seems to fade out and be replaced by a dull, grey routine. Time does its trick and if you sit in the same spot long enough, it kills the spark in you.
The spark. How I need it now. And how inaccessible it appears. How fugitive. What will revive it? Does a spark need a spark?
Jan
11
For my nephew Yannick. Bonjour Yann! 
2005-01-11 19:31 • Posted in
Jan
9
The Top Three questions of the month were asked together on the boat today:
1 - This bloke jumps in for the dive. He comes up, turns towards the boat and yells: - Which way?Everybody on board yelled back in one voice: - Down! 
2 - The same bloke, or his brother, after the dive, asks:
- Do you guys ever have emergencies on the boat? (Classified in the official log as Boring Regular Question number 12b).
So without flinching, I answered: - Yeah, a couple of weeks ago, we ran out of paper cups. The guy took a moment to diggest that and then said:
3 - Oh, it’s just that I wonder if you ever get stupid people do stupid things. I swear. And he was dead serious, or it would have been one keen sense of repartee...
2005-01-09 15:29 • Posted in
Jan
9
I spilled my coffee all over myself this morning trying to avoid an iguana on the scooter. ' Bloody things have the right of way, you know. Oh well, I’m down one t-shirt. Life is a bleach and then you dye.
2005-01-09 04:54 • Posted in
Jan
8
I own rather a lot of books, which are the best kind of technology there is.
Andrew Eldritch - The Sisters of Mercy
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2005-01-08 17:56 • Posted in Quotes:
« ...and now it’s slightly less before coffee...
»
Date of comment: 2007-09-16 04:08 • Reply« zut... mon commentaire est parti je ne sais où donc je le ré-écris.
Date of comment: 2007-09-27 23:36 • ReplyI knew it... I knew it since August 25 (see my comment !)
so nice, two talented, one story.
please... do a book.
all the best
Brigit (or Brigitte but the other one)
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