Friday, August 24, 2018

Senses working overtime #174

1 Egypt Station



Our Paulie has a new album out on September 7. I've just finished the Mojo article about it and read the review. Sounds fab!! Two thumbs up. Can't wait!

I'm also digging the artwork - based on a painting done by Macca.

2 Poetry corner returns!

from Ars Poetica

I say I want to save the world but really
I want to write poems all day
I want to rise, write poems, go to sleep,
Write poems in my sleep
Make my dreams poems
Make my body a poem with beautiful clothes
I want my face to be a poem

Dorothea Lasky (2010)


3 Three Jeff Bezos questions to use for hiring talent

4 The Fugitive



I'm a fan. I watched it again recently in a hotel room. It stands up (even though I know it backwards. Why is that? The answer may be here).

5 Kant



Great piece on Immanuel Kant who was...well, read the article!

Overtime
For your listening pleasure this week - The Transit of Venus Across the Sun by Big Big Train has been on high rotation on Radio Wozza.

Monday, August 20, 2018

Senses working overtime #173

1 Stonecourt, Caterham
We've just moved into our flat in Caterham so here are five plus photos of our new digs!

Second floor - windows open, round window is the spare bedroom.
2
Lounge view part 1

3
Lounge view part 2

4
Entrance hall part 1
Stairs up to our flat


Entrance hall part 2

5
Front garden and driveway to Stonecourt

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Front of Stonecourt - Purdmobile second left


Welcome!!

Saturday, August 11, 2018

Senses working overtime #172

Flights to foreign lands produce a plethora of sensual experiences. Here's the latest clutch.


Blueberry pancakes with coffee butter and a side of bacon at EAT. Mmmmm.

2 Farmers' Market on Melrose




I watched the guy in the foreground as I stood in the queue for a smoothie - he was busy on his phone - didn't touch the food he'd ordered, got up and left it behind! Whaaat?

3 Cruising for burgers




Riding around north Hollywood and west Los Angeles with a couple of hot chicks.

4 Capitol Records



Caught sight of the iconic Capitol Records building on the way to Beverly Boulevard to buy one of those hot chicks some shoes. Guess which one!

5 Condo living at Klump Ave., Noho, LA.



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We started with food and we end with food - Cookies and cream pie at The Republic Of Pie (Noho, LA) in great company!




Sunday, August 5, 2018

Senses working overtime #171

1 Delayed gratification
My blog posting schedule is out of whack somewhat as we've moved to an air b'n'b before we leave NZ. Unfortunately there is no internet/ cell phone coverage where we are but it is idyllic! 

So, better late than never - here's my sensual selections for the last week: great lake views from our temporary place, birdsong and some movie catch-ups.

We have a DVD player so we went for Arrival and the second Kingsman movies. Of the two, Arrival was absorbing and worth my time. I can recommend that one (second Kingsman was disappointing).


2 Star Wars Episode IX



Exciting news - cast and crew for Episode IX. Read all about it!

3 Little Richard


He's been on my mind as he was the object of a Mojo piece on David Bowie. Great piece from the Immortal Jukebox.

4 Seth Godin - the truth about logos

Here’s a simple test:
Ask a few people to name a logo they like.
With very few exceptions, people will choose a logo that’s associated with a brand they admire.
That’s because what makes a good logo is a good brand, not the other way around.

5 Poetry Corner

I have to tell you

I have to tell you, 
there are times when 
the sun strikes me 
like a gong, 
and I remember everything, 
even your ears.

Dorothea Grossman (2010)


Overtime - another great poem (which links us back to the lake from number 1 in a nifty way)

from Interlunar

We have come to the edge:
the lake gives off its hush;
in the outer night there is a barred owl 
calling, like a moth
against the ear, from the far shore
which is invisible.
The lake, vast and dimensionless,
doubles everything, the stars,
the boulders, itself, even the darkness 
that you can walk so long in 
it becomes light.

Margaret Atwood (1984)