Rock Star

I have to say, even though Im not big on reality TV that I'm totally enjoying"Rock Star:INXS".

Maybe it's all the rock songs in various renditions and strong vocals, which is a nice change to all the bubblegum pop thats on most shows.

He's not bad to look at either :-)

Perfect? Me? Never!

How come every time I make a special effort to do any particular thing perfectly,I always fail miserably?
Yet every time I do something perfectly, I might as well not have because there was no need for perfection in the first place.
I suppose I should be happy I do anything "perfect" at all....even if there's never anyone there to watch me do it.

-End of self-pity session-

Sick Slacker

I've been such a slacker when it comes to posting on here.
But I have good reason...I've been sick! But who wants to hear about my sick days? Nobody? That's what I thought.
We shipped all our furniture from Greece and it arrived on Friday. So once I got over"pretending I was dead" I got out of bed and started ripping boxes apart and helping to put furniture together.
I quite fancied myself as being a domestic genius ... I think that no more.
I have some ideas...some good but mostly crap ideas on how to furnish and decorate this enormous house.
I'm at a stage where I mostly just stare at the bare surroundings in a stupified"Holy shit, what did I get myself into " kinda way. Oh to be able to afford an interior decorator.

Random thot #1:
I read today that Gus Van Sant made a movie about Kurt Cobain's life called "Last Days". This I've gotta see.

Random thot #2:
I must be the only person in the world that can't find a single coffee I like in Starbucks!

Of films and such

Isn't Netflix wonderful? Im not necessarily a fan of all things cyber. For example, I don't like browsing for books online. There is nothing more exciting than going into a bookstore ( ok there are things more exciting, but not many), especially a second hand bookstore and searching to find a perfect read.
Videostores are entirely different.
The neon lights, the little colored signs on the boxes letting you know that "Hey, you know that movie you've been waiting a month to watch? Well its STILL not available!" All that to say I'm a big fan of Netflix.
I am a cinephile. So those who know me, know that I frequently open my big mouth about my opinions of various films. I hope nobody minds me occasionally sharing those opinions on my blog. And ofcourse if anyone disagrees with my "reviews' , I always love a good debate.
A few years ago I grew bored of the typical Hollywood repetitious industry and started a slow and gradual love affair with indie/foreign films ,which has now blossomed into a full blown passionate relationship( God, that was cheesy!)
I cant say I have given up blockbusters entirely because I like keeping myself informed about such things. I cant very well pretend I don't want to watch.... lets say...Brad and Angie sharing a screen.
One word review. Daaaaaaamn!

Oh and if anyone has any abstract recommendations let me know.
By abstract I don't mean such titles as "Dude, where's my dildo?", "Geranalmo" and "Tookie Raider". (Whoever recommended those ones, all I can say is "Where's your dignity? Shame, shame, shame on you.......they were absolute crap!!" :-)

Vacation Dreaming

Zakynthos



Santorini by night








Im daydreaming about vacationing right now.
I miss the greek islands, each one so different, each fairly close to mainland, so easy to escape to at a moments notice.
There are alot of dreamy sounding places not too hard to get to from here tho. Carribean comes to mind. Any other suggestions?

Adventures of the unfortunate

I usually love doing things first. Being the first in my group of friends to discover a new band, restaurant, club, alcoholic beverage etc, naturally so I can be the first to brag about the experience.
Something I have never done that alot of my friends have done, is meet someone that I only know from cyberland.
I have a friend thats staying with me for awhile. She is pretty, single and on various occasions chats with cute guys she's met online. She showed me some photos of one particular guy "J". Tall, short spikey black hair,cute smile,slim,sexy eyes, in one word...attractive. She laughs out loud alot while chatting with him, he must be charming.
Being as it was the 4th of July last night, we ofcourse wanted to go see the fireworks, so while trying to beautify myself (as if), I hear my friend talkin to someone on her cell. Its J. He wants to meet us there. She casually says "Well we're going to eat somethin real quick at McDonalds (the shame) so just call us a lil later and maybe we'll meet up."
At the above mentioned junk food restaurant, Im carrying my tray of food back to the table my friend is waiting at. Beside her I see a guy staring at her. She looks back and looks at me, her eyes as big as saucers. She introduces him to me and I pretend to casually shake his hand,while I feel a mini heart attack coming on which then turns into a very controlled effort to stop a fit of uncontrolable laughter.
I go back to my previous description of J.
Tall= Hunchback.
Short spikey black hair= Short slimey mousy hair...with dandruff.
Cute smile = Teeth that he apprently borrowed from someone in the middleages.
Slim= Pot belly
Sexy eyes= Small eyes and one of them is lazy.
Attractive= The man needed to go shopping...the list? Soap, shampoo, razors, aftershave, toothpaste, clean clothes, and possibly even a few liters of bleach.

"Aw maybe Im being too vain" I thought, " I shouldnt judge people with the way they look"(or smell), so I searched for hints of the charm I thought he must have. My search lasted for approx. 2 minutes. My conclusion? If my life depended on it , I'd rather sleep with Frankenstein.

What about his photos. How could he look so different? Thats when I formed my second conclusion. "Damn it, I hate, hate, HATE photoshop!"

Thankfully I had a fun time watching the fireworks, unfortunately my friend didnt enjoy them as much, the stalker kinda ruined it for her.

Train of thots

Today I had my TV on for a big part of the day catching glimpses of the Live8 concerts while going about everything else I had to do.
A train of thots ran through my mind in rapid succession.
I thought of how annoying it is when celebrities "preach" to everyone about giving to charity when they are living in utter extravagance.
I thought about if the people attending the concerts or the people watching from home, like me, would even remember what the whole deal was about the next day. Maybe we would buy a band to wrap around our wrist and feel like we did our part and ultimately feel good about ourselves.
I thought of how I felt years ago when I left behind a big part of my life. Disilusioned. Because I had grown up thinking I was leading a life that helped people, that I was making the world a better place, but then realising that I had done very little if anything at all to help those in need. I imagined what I might have accomplised if I had worked for any humanitarian organization for those 20 years instead...what I might have been able to offer then.
I thought about how wonderful it would be if these politicians would actually make these decisions to drop the debts, to make trade fair, to send better aid. Could it be so simple?
I thought about everything Ive seen, heard and read about Africa and other third world countries, all the sickness, all the wars, all the injustices and how alot of times I shut what they're going through out, I shut it out because it makes me feel selfish for worrying about the things I do.
Ultimately, I dont know what I or others could do, I dont know if these concerts or marches can change anything, if the celebrities are phony, if politicians that act interested are just pretending, if its better to be a pessimist or an optimist.
But I feel I have to talk and educate myself about it, debate and rant about it.
Because some things are so insanely unfair we should all be furious about them.