D'elles
Enfin j'ai reçu le nouvel album de Céline. Il y avait trop d'ennuis que je ne veux pas raconter...mais l'attente, ça vaut la peine? Oui, bien sûr, c'est Céline qui chante en français. Rien plus à dire. Sauf...
Les chansons sont plutôt pop. Et ça, je m'attendais. Ce que je ne m'attendais pas, il a l'air faux comme... comme... comme... ses albums anglais. (C'est vrai, vous le savez.) Il faut que je dise plus que ça?
J'aime bien trois chansons quand même: Les paradis, Femme comme chacune, et On s'est aimé à cause. Celles sont très magnifique! En fait, si l'album entier était plus comme celles-ci, ce serait la plus grand album de Céline. Je le saurais. J'en ai tous.
Vous souhaitez que je mente? Moi aussi.
« May 31, 2007 7:19 PM | Post a Comment | 0 comments »
Baby panda
No, this isn't a panda. I can't get anything by you.
But gorillas are just as fascinating.
Labels: Atlanta
« May 28, 2007 3:32 PM | Post a Comment | 0 comments »
Québecois Quest
Hundreds of tour buses, thousands of pre-teen students, wind, rain and the threat of snow could not keep us from seeing Isabelle Boulay. See how many kids we had to run over.
« May 26, 2007 6:07 PM | Post a Comment | 0 comments »
Yen, Age 8
Monchhichis, Monchhichis, all sold separately...
And it's still true today.
Labels: Yen
« May 24, 2007 10:21 PM | Post a Comment | 0 comments »
Je me souviens
...que la plus belle femme dans le monde m'a fait un clin d'oeil.
...que quelques choses ne doivent pas se mettre ensemble.
...que Quebec soit une vieille ville vivante!
Labels: French, Isabelle, Trips
« May 19, 2007 9:54 PM | Post a Comment | 0 comments »
That ain't right
We're heading to a magical land where the highest temperature will be 12 degrees F colder than the low at home. Think about that for a second. That's crazy! According to all known definitions throughout time and history, this prevents the trip from being called a "vacation". Instead, it may be more appropriate to call this an "expedition," "bad planning" or "who the hell goes to Canada for a vacation anyways?"
Labels: Trips
« May 15, 2007 5:04 PM | Post a Comment | 0 comments »
Censorship I can support
Actually, this isn't even censorship since what's done on the job can and should be regulated by employers. They'd be negligent if they didn't care what their employees were doing.
Pentagon Blocks MySpace and YouTube (NY Times, May 14, 2007)
The censorship I'm all in favor of is in the name of common sense. Just because you can doesn't mean you should and just because all your lemming friends have done it, doesn't mean you should, too. I'm speaking specifically about all MySpace users and I'm intentionally lumping all you idiots together when I say this: You're not that bright. And you make me want to hurl.
- You really want to have private conversations made public for everyone to see? You really think other people care?
- You can't find any another way to communicate with your so-called friends except through this piece of crap medium? Are you really that insincere?
- You really want to support a site that enables stalkers, adulterers and sexual deviants? Or are you escaping to a second life that you can hide from and lie to the real people in your life?
- You really want to contribute to the mass of aesthetically-nauseating websites? You're this decade's version of geocities, but much, much uglier. At least geocities faded away and I hope all of you do, too.
Idiots.
Labels: News
« May 14, 2007 4:10 PM | Post a Comment | 0 comments »
Around me this week
Trader Joe's
Since the intown store opened a few weeks ago, I've noticed people carrying around TJ's shopping bags to work, to classes, around the park, into my kitchen...oh wait, that was me. It's rather disturbing how dependent my life has become on this chain store, but it doesn't seem like I'm the only one.
Most of the food we've tried has been good; I would even call it great considering the price and convenience. The only product I want to mention by name, though, is Président butter from Normandy, France. Ever since our ill-fated, Isadore-friendly cruise where this butter was standard fare, we've been dreaming about it. And now, this dream is a buttery reality.
TV anchor
I followed a well-known local news anchor out of my building today. For anyone who cares, it was Amanda Davis from Fox 5 News. Oooooooo. Anyways, I was struck by how skinny she is and realized how much weight TV does add to a person. It's hard enough to judge a news anchor behind a desk, but I think it was also her big hair that threw me off. What's my point? I don't know. She looked very pretty and was having an awkward "let's talk about the weather" conversation with her camera operator. I got uncomfortable and had to speed-walk my way around them.
Céline on tour in France!
The woman has been kind enough to celebrate my birthday next year with a concert - in Paris. Oh well, it's the thought that counts, right? And I do have lots of time to figure out how to get there. Hmmm... Well, this is also an early alert for everyone that Céline will be touring the world and may come to a city near you. You'll know if she's in your city by the amped-up ridiculousness in the local atmosphere.
Uncharacteristically undramatic; Enjoy it while you can.
Labels: Atlanta, Celine, Food, TV
« May 09, 2007 9:43 PM | Post a Comment | 0 comments »
Entre Matane et Baton Rouge
Matane, Quebec
Paroles et musique: Michel Rivard
© Éditions Sauvages
J'ai fermé ma valise sur cette photo de toi
Où t'étais de dos où tu m'voyais pas
J'ai jeté la clé
En montant dans l'auto j'ai mis la radio
Ce poste country que toi t'aimais pas.
J'ai monté le son
Quelque part sur la 20 ils ont joué ce refrain
Ça m'a fait du bien, ça m'a rappelé toi
Écoute-le bien
(Refrain)
Tu pourras courir tout c'qui bouge
Entre Matane et Baton Rouge
Y'aura personne à ton retour pour pleurer d'amour
Je s'rai plus ta mère ni ta soeur
Je suivrai la mer en douceur
Je s'rai partie comme une gitane
Entre Baton Rouge et Matane
J'ai rangé la voiture sur le bord du chemin
Les gars dans les camions m'envoyaient la main
Ça m'a fait du bien
Dans le vent la poussière sur la carte routière
J'ai glissé de doigt jusqu'à « loin de toi »
C'est là que j'irai
Au volant de ma vie devant l'infini
Sans aucun regret t'étais c'que t'étais
Je suis c'que je suis
Refrain (2x)
Labels: French, Isabelle, Music
« May 06, 2007 2:46 PM | Post a Comment | 5 comments »
Anti-climatic
Nicolas Sarkozy élu à la présidence de la République à une large majorité
(Le Monde, May 6, 2007)
The French color their left and right parties blue and red like the USA but they mean the opposite of ours. Really! You can't find this awesome sort of analysis on Le Monde. They're too busy devoting an entire special edition to the election and examining the future of France.
Pfffft. Let's get to the real news: Just where was Sarkozy's wife today?
« 2:04 PM | Post a Comment | 0 comments »
