mama said staying up late is not good for your liver…
some medical study claimed night owls have a higher chance of catching diabetes, given the former need to burn more energy and are likely to consume higher amount of carbs…
but late night in most cities bring out interesting characters…
the people (or the lack of), the landscape, the occasional drunks,
more relentless than others are the billboards and signs , the claws of global capitalism, shouting at you in the wee hours when other forms of communications are taking a break!
From those tangerines of unbelievable bargin that I didn’t took in for the Ram year, I did menage to recuperated a bouquet worth of flowers from the street, as one of joyful by-standers when passers-by spotted a grad-opening of a store/office (I dont know to-this-date what it was) was throwing away, or at least letting people take home all those flowers delievered to their doorsteps just hours before.
Trashed after an hour or so of spotlight, they are now in a vase, on a table, for an extended fortnight of their lifespan.
The dust has long settled after the World Cup 2014 in Brazil. Football aside, the theme song and its video really sounded and looked heavily American, albeit international production. So much for Brazil’s backbone of photographing and fingerprinting Americans visitors knocking on their doors on arrival, when it comes to big money, multinationals still dictate how events are run or sponsored. This couldn’t be truer weird and somewhat vulgar and definitely violent (towards the end) parody which par hasard caught my attention today:
So the Brazilians spent all that money, threw in some false pride, garnished with cultural absence and misrepresentations and topped off with some posh infrastructures, et Voilà! Who eventually would benefit? Wait, Rio will host the Olympics in less than 48 months and the story keeps on fermenting itself.
and here’s the NFL or Miami-like original jingle.
What is WRONG with this picture?
The next generation of Korean songstresses? Freshly or not freshly under-the-knife delivery from some plastic surgeon in Seoul? Well I hope I am not getting some calls from their lawyers any time soon. And I certainly hope this is / they are NOT a mutation of “The Shape of Things”, in cinema or on stage! Ouch!
What did you do on Christmas Eve? For me this year it was sprinkled with solitude as I walked mostly alone during the day, passing by a Buddhist temple in the afternoon, spending well over an hour looking at its architecture, the free literature they are giving away (mainly the Sutras)
Towards midnight I descended into the town centre, blended into a sea of tourists, excited teenagers and took a few pictures, then had into a midnight mass. While most attendees were indulged in their prayers and hymns, the entrance looked a bit like a circus, with the curious but not the religious parading in and out taking pictures and videos. Festive indeed and I applaud the church and its open door policy – showing everyone that those who don’t believe or are not familiar with their protocols or etiquette are still very welcomed, which is a first step in preaching their beliefs, if not getting to world peace !
Halloween through the eyes of kids
lil pumpkin 1
from their arts and crafts class
Halloween , not something I would celebrate nor do I watch rocky horror picture show but I have been taking pictures, like this one to share.
les citrouilles dans la vitrine
pas tout à fait vous donnent de cauchemar
mais plutôt tranquille
comme la statue de bouddha
vitrine sur ‘la main’ de Montréal
d’après mon ami qui a vu cette image
La queue de cochon, ça me concerne? Oh là là… quel goût!
la viande ou la pensée
Laquelle est plus sale entre les deux? Ou c’était une cochonnerie ouverte à découvrir.
fais de la récup, fais la!
ne jette pas de nourriture
ne gaspille pas
s’il te plaît
saleté ne se manifeste pas dans la pourbelle
elle se gonfle dans nos coeurs quand on sur-consomme
ou ne respecte pas de la nature qui nous nourrit
à Montréal, septembre 2013