Κάποτε έβαλλα ωραίες μουσικές…

it feels a bit odd listening to such music,sitting alone in a coffeehouse while watching kids,dogs,couples and groups of friends in various states of silent play,intimacy and socialising.

But eh, what to do right?

There were many times that I felt the gap between me and the rest of what I then called mates

But one always sticks out.

It was when I told them that I liked late medieval and renaissance choral music, sending them a few of my favorite pieces

A few days later one of them sent me a song from a greek comedy show in which some blokes sung about farting in what they thought renaissance choral music would sound like.

“I sent it because that’s similar to the music you like” he wrote.

Life is like paper you know? Once it gets crumbled it never gets flat again.

Ενεν ουλλα τα μικρα συμπαθητικα μαγαζακια αξια σεβασμου.

Οσο τζιαι αν πουλουν χαρακτηρα.

Ειναι ολα λεπτομερειες

Για παραδειγμα να πηαιννεις για black forest, να μεν εσιει, τζιαι να σου λαλει με μιαν απαθεια τζιαι φυσικοτητα η πωλητρια “Εν εχουμε το κανονικο τωρα αλλα εχουμε το με μπανανες”

Ο θεος να τους ελεησει….

Never really liked Classical Greek Architecture.

Too austere. Too dull.

Apparently everything was painted in garish colours back in the day.

Supposedly historians mention this in order to make that architecture more appealing.

To me that makes it even worse. Primary colours remind me of picture books and my very early discovery that I couldn’t paint for shit – I just splashed coloured ink all over the paper until any semblance of face or form was buried under it.

Another thing that I could never really like was Ancient Greek mythology.

And it all comes down to Centaurs.

I mean, what the hell is up with that? It’s ridiculous. It’s so ridiculous that it makes me angry just thinking about the possibility that I may be related to the people who came up with that.

And the Minotaur? That’s also ridiculous. It’s like someone cut up pictures of all the animals, then cut pictures of peoples and pasted the pieces while not looking

To be honest, about the only things that are all right in Greek mythology are Talos and that guy who stretched or chopped the legs of peoples who wouldn’t fit in his bed. No animal head or ass in sight.

Word count

[….]Schwarzenegger speaks only 18 lines in the film, and fewer than 100 words[….]

The disadvantage of becoming a regular at a place is that the person behind the counter already knows what you will be ordering and just wants a token confirmation.

Which means that you go through your days with even less words than you used to.

Memories are like fossil fuels.

They oroginate from beings that lived in the distant past.

They are to be found in pits deep in the Earth.

And using them for energy leaves nasty by-products