tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51443687614852890182024-03-13T09:41:26.451+01:00Everything But The GirlThings that make you go hmmm...The Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09009426657141380506noreply@blogger.comBlogger102125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144368761485289018.post-88443860852682516942010-03-21T15:13:00.006+01:002010-03-21T15:29:56.938+01:00Pensando ...I'm in a reflective mood today. Concentrate on what my future can be like (if I let it...) instead of thinking of could have, would have and should have done in the past. <br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">One day Alice came to a fork in the road and saw a Cheshire cat in a tree. Which road do I take? she asked. Where do you want to go? was his response. I don't know, Alice answered. Then, said the cat, it doesn't matter.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFc0K03Uhh4XbZG_T8lbMUWg1Hs4yIyhPSwOwAdthbv9EAP0z7WjQ9KZuqRm5HllFxR-MrNJOPEtDiGOX_m1RXpDBLKSSgvbOe7-7TpSADasGLZUuBA6BtvjMHwa3tQqs8qzSQ99zm7M0N/s1600-h/alice+in+wonderland+cheshire+cat.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFc0K03Uhh4XbZG_T8lbMUWg1Hs4yIyhPSwOwAdthbv9EAP0z7WjQ9KZuqRm5HllFxR-MrNJOPEtDiGOX_m1RXpDBLKSSgvbOe7-7TpSADasGLZUuBA6BtvjMHwa3tQqs8qzSQ99zm7M0N/s400/alice+in+wonderland+cheshire+cat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451093578452982178" /></a>The Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09009426657141380506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144368761485289018.post-73058283569236940582010-03-14T18:16:00.006+01:002010-03-14T18:52:56.404+01:00You Gotta Have FaithI do miss going out for a run. I have to trust my body and the people around me who are helping me to get that strong body again. I must have faith that my recovery training will work out for my benefit and that in due time I can go out again for a run. I have to stick to the recovery training schedule and be patient. It's a difficult day for me though. To keep me going I have been watching motivational videos from triathles. I watched the DVD 'What It Takes' again and every time after watching this documentary I get blown away again by the drive and the commitment of these top triathletes. While writing this I realise that I have come a long way since the last surgery. Lately my knees feel stronger and perhaps that is why I am so impatient to go out for a run. I have to trust that soon I wil come to a point of ease and comfort and have faith that it will all work out for my own benefit.The Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09009426657141380506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144368761485289018.post-87868263395858883662010-03-14T13:17:00.003+01:002010-03-14T13:28:03.565+01:00What Keeps Me GoingYou can quit and no one will really care....but you will always know." -John ColinsThe Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09009426657141380506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144368761485289018.post-25954728587101845912009-12-12T09:20:00.000+01:002009-12-12T09:20:34.900+01:00Takin' it easy ...I am in the mood to take it easy today. Maybe I should take a stroll through a park, just to spend some time outside instead of being glued to my laptop. I have some serious thinking to do and think that the best way to get it done is to go away by myself for a while. I know I should not force the issue; decisions are not coming easy lately and I don't want to make myself crazy by stressing out. I think it would be good for me to spend time outside in the fresh air and just go with the flow. Sometimes things come together more quickly if I forget about them for a while.The Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09009426657141380506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144368761485289018.post-10191342604152319652009-12-03T18:58:00.003+01:002009-12-03T19:12:40.545+01:00Wonder what the future has in store for me?I am hooked on the tv show Flash Forward. In this tv show one day everyone in the world blacks out for 2 minutes and 17 seconds and see a glimpse of their future. Would I really want to know my future? Some days I do, some days I don’t. If it was going to be good news, I would love to know. And if something bad would happen to my family I would want to know it too. But ultimately, I don’t think so. This is the journey we are on. We make our decisions and choices, and the experience of life is living by them, for good or for bad. Such is life. And therein lies the lesson. To not have that lesson is to not tackle life. Just live the answer.The Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09009426657141380506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144368761485289018.post-32655774958023743062009-11-21T10:12:00.004+01:002009-11-21T14:56:00.664+01:00Cleaning HouseI realise that some ideas have outworn their usefulness. Although this insight is pretty clear to me it seems difficult to let go. I know it will stop my progress and still it is hard for me to let go. I need to think about "cleaning house" and not holding on to things that are not serving me. Loyalty is very important to me, but when it becomes misplaced loyalty it will take me towards problems and unhappiness instead of healing and peace. I can remember situations in which I showed my loyalty despite being hurt and disappointed so many times and still I was able to forgive them for the sake of friendship and because I always tried to understood their motives. I have come this far, so now I have to continue and let go.The Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09009426657141380506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144368761485289018.post-50894855365764350782009-11-20T22:21:00.011+01:002010-03-14T19:01:12.283+01:00From knee cap dislocaton to recovery training to the NY marathonPain is inevitable, suffering is optional. I should remember this again when I get on the stationary bike for my recovery training or when I can do my first run ... Unfortunately, running I have to postpone for another couple of weeks. A fortnight ago I had a minor surgery. They removed the screws in my knee cap of my right leg. Let's hope this time it will work out and that I could live pain free again. Even it would take away the pain just a little bit, I would be in seventh heaven. Just as long as I can do my running and cycling again. Maybe I'm pushing it, but I really miss doing sports. I still work out at the gym, do kick boxing occasionnaly, but miss the outdoor experience. I miss the smell of grass early mornings, even the smell of country life during my runs when I visit my parents or feeling rain drops on my skin. Maybe I just miss being outside in the fields. It has also been a long time since I had my last swim. I should start going to the swimming pool again and see if I can afford to sign up for the TI workshop in Barcelona. And I definitely should go to the beach this weekend for a brisk walk. I'm considering running the NY marathon 2010. I mentioned it to my PT, but he was not too fond of the idea. The NY marathon in 2010 will be on November 7. That will be 11 months from now, so I would have plenty of time to get in shape, provided my knees will hold up. Besides commitment, I need a plan, a training schedule as it will take a well designed, logical build up program to get in shape. I will ask advise from a talented Dutch tri-athlete who also does personal coaching. It would be so cool if he would agree to be my coach and help me to get ready to run the NY marathon.The Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09009426657141380506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144368761485289018.post-59499668426079809182009-11-18T17:25:00.006+01:002009-11-20T11:31:39.700+01:00Sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall togetherI believe everything happens for a reason. People change so you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you can appreciate them when they're right, you believe lies so that you will eventually learn to trust no one but yourself. Sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together!<br /><br />I truly believe people come into your life for a reason at the time you need them the very most. PDX came in my life when I broke up with my former boyfriend. I know PDX's friendship is one of the most treasured gifts in my life if only because he helped me to prepare to face a very difficult period I would never thought it would come my way. He does not know it and it may not look like it, but I truly appreciate his friendship. At times he can drive me crazy for being so indecisive, lazy and procrastinating everything he can imagine putting off. Nonetheless, I appreciate his friendship and love him for who he is. I thank him for being my friend and most for helping me realize it will all work out! Finally, I am in a good place now. It's only the beginning but at least it's a start ...The Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09009426657141380506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144368761485289018.post-50767399249429833952009-06-23T23:57:00.000+02:002009-06-23T23:58:00.163+02:00"What do you think? I'm not a starfish or a pepper tree. I'm a living, breathing human being. Of course I've been in love." <br />— Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)The Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09009426657141380506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144368761485289018.post-36810960959808559412009-02-02T20:50:00.002+01:002009-02-02T20:54:55.545+01:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Pain is inevitable, suffering is optional.</span>The Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09009426657141380506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144368761485289018.post-73686325319581948412009-01-28T21:49:00.000+01:002009-01-28T21:49:27.914+01:00Hakha The Hunter<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiscTULMYzKWb2cpbET3imBCbIyUnnsmMvyCzcjKwksnNx0DKDmlAyIOnOW799rCaZt9n0Oq7_mMAfL5MkYUiNN51AWVFlpL7cdqIdyYDGA0yuZw0u3WQqt0ajmurIzCZjOXugKgRlY0-lk/s1600-h/2164446839_3d62642569_b-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 199px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiscTULMYzKWb2cpbET3imBCbIyUnnsmMvyCzcjKwksnNx0DKDmlAyIOnOW799rCaZt9n0Oq7_mMAfL5MkYUiNN51AWVFlpL7cdqIdyYDGA0yuZw0u3WQqt0ajmurIzCZjOXugKgRlY0-lk/s400/2164446839_3d62642569_b-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291603383418781538" /></a><br /><br />Hakha the Hunter by Marcos Domenech for Killzone/Guerrilla Games/Sony. The artist was able to give it a cinematic and emotional feel to it. Makes me feel like I'm there. Luvvin' it!The Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09009426657141380506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144368761485289018.post-60102954312230473792009-01-15T22:20:00.003+01:002009-01-15T22:21:50.317+01:00About dating a triathlete 2So.... that makes me the perfect sherpa, because I'm not racing??? Hilarious!The Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09009426657141380506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144368761485289018.post-4574159862560371202009-01-15T21:21:00.012+01:002009-01-15T22:25:24.752+01:00I Heart IronMan - About dating a triathleteRead this on the Internet today. It's so funny!<br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">"</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">I'm an outdoors </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">type of person</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">"</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"> </span></span></span>Really means: I train in any type of weather. If its raining, snowing, 90 degrees <div>w/100% humidity, or winds gusting at 30 mph. I don't want to hear any complaints because I will still train in it and you're <br />just a big wuss for complaining about it. <div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">"I enjoy riding</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">my bike."</span></span></span> Really means: with or w/o aero bars, alone or in a <br />peleton, I don't care. If you can't do a spur of the moment 30 miler then you're <br />not my type. I will let you draft, but if you can't hang and I drop you I will see <br />you later. I am a capable mechanic, but don't expect me to change your flats or <br />tune your bike. You need to learn that on your own. </div><div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">"I enjoy</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">jogging."</span></span></span> Really means: Let's run hills until we puke. I have just as many <br />shoes as you only mine are better because they are functional and all look the <br />same.<br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">"I enjoy</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">dining out."</span> </span>Really means: I enjoy eating out, in or anywhere else I can <br />find food. Don't be shy because with the amount of food I eat, you can have <br />that main entree instead of a salad and you will still look as though you eat like a <br />rabbit in comparison. Don't get your limbs too close though as I may take a bite <br />out of you. Most importantly don't expect any taste off my plate unless you can <br />bring something to the party like more food. Eventually though if you are not <br />burning 4,000+ calories a day you are going to plump up and have a terrible <br />complex due to watching me eat deserts and not gain any weight. Friends and <br />family will eventually decide not to dine with us anymore due to my horrid table <br />manners. Oh, and don't ask me any questions during breakfast, Mid Morning <br />Lunch, Lunch, Afternoon lunch, Dinner or Recovery Dinner as it does not lend to <br />efficient food intake. <br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">"I enjoy quiet</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">walks on the beach."</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> </span></span></div><div>Really means: Walks on the beach warming up into an 8 mile run and then plunging </div><div>myself in the ocean for a 2 miler. If you get in my way you're going to find out what mass start is and let me assure you <br />that you don't want to find out. </div><div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">"<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">I find fulfillment</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">in charitable work."</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> </span></div><div>Really means: If I am not racing, I am volunteering and I expect you to be there along </div><div>side me as I stand out in 90degree weather for 8 hours handing out sports drink to cyclists going 20 mph. <br />Just stick the ol' arm out there and hope it doesn't get taken off.<br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">" I enjoy sharing</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">quiet moments together</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">. " </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Really means: It's taper time. Just back off because I am strategizing and in a pissy mood because I am worried about my "A" race and can't work out. </span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">"I'm an</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">active person."</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> </span></div><div>Really means: Aside from my 40 hour job and the 8 mandatory hours of sleep a night; 10 hours a week are devoted to me during the off-season and 20 hours during the race season leaving us 4 hours, 2 of which are spent inhaling food and you not talking to me. So let's make the best of the 2 hours we will spend together on average each day. If you are a licensed massage therapist or doctor this would make the most optimal use of our time together. A nutritionist is also acceptable, but I probably already know as much as you.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">"I enjoy road trips</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">and leisurely drives."</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> </span></div><div>Really means: You don't have your choice of Wisconsin, Idaho, Florida, California, Arizona and New York, but don't expect to do much site seeing. If I get enough support from you we might be able to include Hawaii in there. </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">"I enjoy site</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">seeing.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">"</span> </div><div>Really means: Let's grab a mountain bike and get our HR's up to 90%. There is plenty of time to look around on the descent as trees and bushes whiz by you at 40 mph</div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">" I like stimulating</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">conversation. "</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> </span><div>Really means: while we are running, we can talk about food. Then we can talk about how we decided what to wear on this run based on the temperature at start time versus the temperature at the time we expect to finish, how horribly out of shape we are, how many miles we did last week and how many we will do this week and next week. Then we can talk about food. <br /><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">" I enjoy relaxing</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> soaks in the tub." </span></span></div><div>Really means: I'm going to stop on the way home and buy two bags of ice, throw them in the tub with some water and sit in this torture chamber for 30 minutes. </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">"I'm intereste</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">d in photography." </span></span></div><div>Really means: My camera is permanently perched a tripod in front of my trainer. I obsess over taking photos of my bike position and analyzing them to get the perfect setup.<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">" I'm into</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">technology."</span></span></div><div>Really means: My HRM and bike computer are my best friends. Until you can give me some hard data that can improve my training don't bother trying to buddy up to me. You could one day break into the top three if I find you as entertaining on long runs and rides as my mp3 player. </div><div><br /></div></div></div>The Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09009426657141380506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144368761485289018.post-79631711033350206842009-01-15T20:46:00.005+01:002009-01-15T22:15:33.977+01:00O bla di o bla daO bla di o bla da Life Goes On .. La La La Life Goes On<br /><br />A few hiccups with my knee caps but hey... O bla di o bla da La La La Life Goes On! Singing this song makes me smile again!The Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09009426657141380506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144368761485289018.post-20854820963009395732008-11-04T13:06:00.000+01:002008-11-04T13:10:57.217+01:00Mr RightSome of us lost it to Bill. Others gave it up for Jimmy or Ronnie. But even if history has passed him by, you never forget your first.<br /><br />Girls, we’re talking presidential candidates!<br /><br />So listen up, all you virgin voters: TODAY IS THE DAY, and if you miss out, you will have no one to blame but yourself if your guy doesn’t come out on top. Not to mention the fact that you will have to wait another four (!!!) years to get a piece of the action. Oh my, so get out there — even if it means skipping the gym, forgoing a blowout, or bypassing the snooze button.<br /><br />You have saved yourself long enough. Just get on with it.The Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09009426657141380506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144368761485289018.post-20579314825190270882008-07-16T18:52:00.003+02:002008-07-18T20:30:41.029+02:00Batman The Dark KnightCheck out this leaked scene from the new Batman movie. It shows a battle between Batman and the Joker. You like?<br /><br />Looks pretty freakin' awesome to me!<br /><br /><object width="450" height="370"><param name="movie" value="http://www.liveleak.com/e/82c_1216213563"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.liveleak.com/e/82c_1216213563" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="450" height="370"></embed></object>The Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09009426657141380506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144368761485289018.post-48153953617945871282008-05-10T09:42:00.003+02:002008-05-10T09:50:14.147+02:00Happy Birthday To Me!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_eJNDJYpLNLHkmt2AG0XtFuQxGrQkSIdxBaOChG_PFyb24-iLX5gG4QKc48q6RbInjplFP_BSHVlZ7HRmtG6MjFaEry2nM91NXzJ8YKDD3Csn_iENXKOicd-7vQCvM_X7vs-nifcugxqC/s1600-h/birth-p5a.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_eJNDJYpLNLHkmt2AG0XtFuQxGrQkSIdxBaOChG_PFyb24-iLX5gG4QKc48q6RbInjplFP_BSHVlZ7HRmtG6MjFaEry2nM91NXzJ8YKDD3Csn_iENXKOicd-7vQCvM_X7vs-nifcugxqC/s320/birth-p5a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198653237425267730" /></a>The Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09009426657141380506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144368761485289018.post-60742980182301204822008-04-17T10:49:00.004+02:002009-01-15T21:20:14.408+01:00On my playlistLike I said earlier today, I've been walking down memory lane and listening to some (golden) oldies:<br /><br />Dusty Springfield<br />Kate Bush<br />Fleetwood Mac <br />10-CC<br />Eagles<br />Herb Albert<br />OrleansThe Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09009426657141380506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144368761485289018.post-57179206018270620952008-04-17T01:17:00.002+02:002008-04-17T01:23:43.310+02:00ArrinconamelaWalking down memory lane today. I hope you like this video from Tony Gatliff's movie "Vengo" starring <a href="http://www.antonio-canales.com">Antonio Canales</a>. I love this piece of flamenco "Arrinconamela" performed by Gritos de Guerra.<br /><br /><a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=21471901">Arrinconamela</a><br><embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=21471901&v=2&type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="430" height="346"></embed>The Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09009426657141380506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144368761485289018.post-4546760621313815822008-04-16T20:30:00.015+02:002008-04-17T01:05:14.381+02:00Oldboy<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF4wu1vv7ruUz_0D7vs8diLWuhWblL3j1DTrkdS8mzisWZ756NCuINKhpD38rU4qezTOIUNoSbxv933fGCnHVkefZb6BAx_Pjqq8QSZSOl_7wGUCWcqsWgq0eajgpLdVL2wu-nXhS8GEmH/s1600-h/246316.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF4wu1vv7ruUz_0D7vs8diLWuhWblL3j1DTrkdS8mzisWZ756NCuINKhpD38rU4qezTOIUNoSbxv933fGCnHVkefZb6BAx_Pjqq8QSZSOl_7wGUCWcqsWgq0eajgpLdVL2wu-nXhS8GEmH/s200/246316.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189858247734352034" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px; font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>' 'Even though I'm no more than a beast, don't I, too, have the right to live?"<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: normal; font-size:13px;"></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic; line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px; font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:13px;">"Laugh and the world laughs with you. Weep and you weep alone"</span> </span></span><div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Summary: a man (Oh Dae-su) is kidnapped and imprisoned for 15 years without any explanation. He is then released, equipped with clothes, money and a cellphone. He tries to find an explanation for his imprisonment and finds out that his kidnapper has still plans for him.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I don't like reviews, because I believe movies are pure entertainment and either you like the movie or you don't. We should not analyze movies too much as they are for entertainment purposes. However, in this case I feel the need to express my thoughts after seeing this movie on DVD. If you are not interested, then stop reading NOW.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Based on Japanese manga 'Oldboy' by Nobuaki and Garon, this Korean movie about revenge I find beautiful, shocking, intelligent and visually stunning. The director Chan-wook Park once said <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">'</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">My films are the stories of people who place the blame for their actions on others because they refuse to take on the blame themselves</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">'</span>. At one point one of the main characters realises that he cannot blame anyone else for his own suffering, while Oh Dae-su remains afraid to accept the consequences for his actions. And there is this one scene though that I cannot place. I have watched the movie twice and still don't understand why they wanted to pull his teeth. Can someone explain this to me? The story line was hard to follow especially because of the many flash backs and there was a huge amount of aggression. But overall it was amazing to watch this movie. </span></span><a href="http://films.tartanfilmsusa.com/oldboy/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Oldboy</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">, virtuosic and perhaps a bit .. strange?</span></span></span></div></div></div>The Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09009426657141380506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144368761485289018.post-1567829737160767272008-04-14T21:06:00.011+02:002008-04-16T22:46:32.922+02:00Persepolis<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQvoE0F4r28i4C-kDA_Qm1jNMVh0orG85hEBp2mfew-6fkJopnyLu9X95zMHc9X0lf__75F5MN10Q3gxV9NgSEFNW7I6j7WNJ9nteRjHZnuVr5Kh3ams_GcAAH7KFxrfOdj5246r0E7iTO/s1600-h/persepolis_cover_big.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQvoE0F4r28i4C-kDA_Qm1jNMVh0orG85hEBp2mfew-6fkJopnyLu9X95zMHc9X0lf__75F5MN10Q3gxV9NgSEFNW7I6j7WNJ9nteRjHZnuVr5Kh3ams_GcAAH7KFxrfOdj5246r0E7iTO/s200/persepolis_cover_big.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189946865794570434" /></a><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">" I cheated in the final of my metaphysics examination: I looked into the soul of the boy sitting next to me.</span>"</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Woody Allen</span></span><div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I truly believe that books are good for the soul. And it certainly is the case with 'Persepolis', the graphic novel of Marjane Satrapi. She tells a really powerful story of what it was like from a child's perspective to grow up in Iran during the Islamic Revolution and the war with Iraq. At times it is very funny, but also very sad what makes it even more heartwarming and touches one's soul. I just finished the comic book and now I would like to see it on the big screen. It must be refreshing to see a 2D animated movie in the midst of all the CGI animated and special effects movies. </span></div></div>The Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09009426657141380506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144368761485289018.post-34042800447103767752008-04-11T21:30:00.006+02:002008-04-16T12:56:17.544+02:00Katy Perry "U R SO GAY"Madonna likes it; Perez likes it, so I'll give it a try and listen to it.<script src="http://gmodules.com/ig/ifr?url=http://mike.s.duffy.googlepages.com/mp3player.xml&up_songURL=http%3A%2F%2Fpaula.sekewael.googlepages.com%2Fkatyperry_usogay.mp3&synd=open&w=320&h=50&title=MP3+Player&border=%23ffffff%7C3px%2C1px+solid+%23999999&output=js"></script>The Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09009426657141380506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144368761485289018.post-45474870519972300252008-04-10T20:48:00.004+02:002008-04-10T21:20:26.565+02:00I HEART DEVENDRA BANHART<object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HVT5HgFPyhM&hl=en&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HVT5HgFPyhM&hl=en&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><br /><br />Ay tu primo colorado<br />Con barba camburada<br />Y llena de ballena<br />Inclinadose al sol<br />Ay tu rayo de luz roja<br />Besando nuestra boca<br />El beso que te sopla<br />Huele al col<br /><br />Tus tres ojos lunares<br />Extraterrestriales<br />Entran cuando sales<br />Por eso no se ven<br />Ay tu barba colorada<br />Traviesa y rebelde<br />Me afeito con espada<br />Pero devuelve<br /><br />La la la la la la...<br /><br />Si la noche te persigue<br />Entrégate a ella<br />O dile que tienes dolor de cabeza<br />Sombrita de reflejo<br />Dame algo tierno<br />Me como tu amor<br />Y cago el infierno<br /><br />Adio, adio, adio<br />Primo granje<br />Hola Bernardo...<br /><br />La la la la la la la...<br /><br />Ay tus ojos colorados<br />Azul y anaranjados<br />Amarillo verde y marrón<br />Mi amor envuelto en tu corazón<br />No lo sueltes por favor<br />Somos elefante y serpiente semejante<br />Tomando aguardiente<br />En el sol<br />De una flor...<br /><br />La la la la la la la...The Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09009426657141380506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144368761485289018.post-65666551587869747172008-04-10T16:56:00.006+02:002008-04-16T00:07:38.710+02:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;font-size:17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Love is not love.<br />Which alters when it alteration finds.<br />Or bends with the remover to remove.</span><br /><br /></span>The Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09009426657141380506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144368761485289018.post-16544840621077849792008-04-06T14:21:00.004+02:002008-04-06T15:42:27.584+02:00Juno<object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5hkD3QqQMKg&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999&hl=en"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5hkD3QqQMKg&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><br /><br />I was afraid that this movie about a teenage pregnancy would turn out to be a sweet sentimental Hollywood movie. Instead I heard witty, sharp and sometimes hilarious dialogues and saw strong performances from Ellen Page and Michael Cera. I loved this movie. Above all, I find the writer's name so cool (ie Diablo Cody), with such a name everything you write is sharp and catching right from the start . And no, I won't reveal her real name, you can google that yourself.The Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09009426657141380506noreply@blogger.com0