The king is dead-long live the king

Michael Jackson is dead. He was the first obsession of my very own-I was a MJ fanatic from third ‘till ninth grade. How can I ignore the fact that I started to learn English in the first place primarily because I wanted to write him a letter (and send it where!?; but that was a small detail) and tell him I was his biggest fan (every fan’s favourite delusion). It was a solitary fanship-back then MJ was quite unpopular among Bulgarian kids and by the time the Moonwalker storm swept over my country my taste in music was already undergoing drastic changes. I never looked back but this morning I couldn’t help feeling sad when I read the news about his premature death.

R.I.P.

TR hates Europe

No doubt about that now after he twittered yesterday “Is it bad that I want to go home already after one show in Europe?”

Frankness appreciated but as a European based fan bound to her continent by all sorts of reasons I find truth painful. One of those I-wish-I-could-press-undo moments. How am I supposed to enjoy my upcoming NiN shows knowing TR hates every second of it?! He’s free to feel as it pleases him of course…just as I am free to feel aggrieved by that statement.

Ain't Talkin' 'Bout Dub

And it still sounds smashing after all these years!

Daily oddities

There is a pond in the middle of the Business Park Sofia where the office of the company I work for is based. In 7.30 in the morning it’s one of the most peaceful places:

And it’s full of some exotic fish along with some more commonly-like tiny ones:

There’s nothing more soothing than to watch them swim. Which was what I was doing a week or so ago-I was on the bridge smoking my “it’s finally 5 PM-let’s celebrate” cigarette next to a bunch of people throwing chunks of food in the water to feed the fish. One of the women asked me for a lighter. The odd here was that she asked in English and I knew she was Bulgarian because I heard her talking to her friends seconds before that. I replied in Bulgarian of course and I got her confused answer:

“Somehow you didn’t look like a Bulgarian to me.”

Huh?

Easy with that trigger

I feel like the human equivalent of a ticking time bomb with a random set time.

Daily laugh

Chief Inspector Morse: Have you ever thought about the person who designed the sports skirt? Somebody sat down, drew a fantasy and made it compulsory uniform. I can never watch Wimbledon without thinking of that man.

From “Last seen wearing”, Inspector Morse series

Can I really be that lucky ! :)))))))))))

July 20th, 2009; Alec Empire and NiN in Athens on one stage-confirmed!

Oh, dear, and this man is allowed to vote…

On working days my morning routine is pretty simple: channel surfing with the remote in one hand while taking sips of cappuccino from the cup in my other hand. A potentially dangerous routine as I found out on Saturday morning because I nearly choked to death with the cappuccino because of something I heard on TV. It was the LARRY KING LIVE show on CNN, hosted by a guest host-Joy Behar. She was talking to Steve Harvey, who has his own talk show, and the occasion was his recent book “Act like a lady, think like a man”-apparently one of the countless manuals advising women how to pick a good man. The only reason I paid attention to the conversation was to try my language skills and see how much of the conversation I can comprehend. And then I heard this:

BEHAR: Which reminds me, speaking of God, you say in the book that you wouldn't go out with a woman, I guess, a woman should not go out with a man that doesn't believe in God.

HARVEY: No, I mean, why would you?

BEHAR: Do you believe that only people who are religious are ethical and moral?

HARVEY: No. I just believe if you don't believe in God, then where is your moral barometer? That's just me talking. You can believe what you want to believe. But if you're an atheist, you're basing the goodness and morality on what? I mean, but what is an atheist? I don't really get into that. I've talked the people all the time. I'm an atheist. I just walk away. I don't know what to say to you.

BEHAR: Well, an atheist is someone that doesn't quite believe that there is somebody out there, some God out there.

HARVEY: Well then to me you're an idiot.

BEHAR: OK. Well ...

HARVEY: I'm cool with that. Probably not the right politically correct thing to say but if you don't believe in God, I mean, really, you have to have an explanation for this. You can't just tell me it spun out of a gastrous (ph) ball and then all of a sudden we were evolved from monkeys. Why we still got monkeys? There is too much open. I just believe that and if you don't believe that, then I don't like talking to you.

Feeling’s mutual, dude, feeling’s mutual. "idiot" is the one word on my mind for people like you as well.