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I already did a post on the wings tattoo, this is a different body, a different picture, but they are wings alright. I very much like the idea of wings, although I wouldn’t have them as a tattoo.

A great artist from Belgium, wrote a song that mentions having wings. I’ve been feeling like that, for quite a while now. Please listen to it, it’s really really good. Hurrah for Novastar!

I repeat…: Jeej =)

The backbone of your dish consists of a sturdy, almost cement like blob of mashed potatoes. Good mashed potatoes, have been selected carefully, washed and peeled, boiled for around 20 minutes, and then mashed with a bit of rich cream, and a lump of butter.
For vegetables, a careful selection of this seasons most delicate offerings. There is chives, spring union, sprouts, beetroot, peppers, cucumber, ginger, lettuce, baby carrots and to top it of.. broccoli.

As your eyes wonder over your plate, looking for the meat, the sound of the waiter’s squeeking shoes echoes through the restaurant. Well. Maybe restaurant is a big word. Diner is probably more close to it. Greasy tabletops, plastic seats bolted to the ground, a toilet with an odor so foul that dogs begin to shiver with delight. It has been know to instantly clear out the nostrils of a men with permanently clogged sinuses.

Anyway. Back to your life. The meat looks awesome. Its a perfectly encrusted piece of roast beef, encrusted because of the bacon wrapped around it. It smells delicious, it’s not to big, or to small, it’s in perfect size. It gently wafts its smell over the table, seducing even that lonely fly to sit down for a while, and savor the moment.

Next to your plate, there is a bowl of gravy. Not just any gravy. It’s ‘the’ gravy. The jackpot amongst gravies. Other gravies fear it. Only a few of father gravy’s illegitimate children have turned out alright. But this, is the father itself. It has a nice, dark color. It’s a rich, thick gravy, and it contains, besides the secret ingredient (not to be named here because, after all, it’s a secret) some cooking juice of the potatoes, some cooking juice of the vegetables, and of course the remnants from the roast beef tray.

There you have it. The tray, the meal, the gravy. The diner, the toilet, the fly and the waiter. All together, they represent your life. All the ingredients. Now, it wouldn’t be very much of a parable to explain what is what. All I can say, is that it’s a damn shame the waiter forgot to bring me the wine that was suppose to accompany this excellent food.

He wrote a book. A very solid, thick book, entitled: ‘Lexicon der Tatooages’. Unfortunately, it’s only available in Dutch. Starting at ‘A’, Schiffmacher orders the knowledge he has gathered over the years, in alphabetical order. It reads as watching discovery channel, slightly addictive, but somewhat easy to lay away if one really has too. Not only tattoo terms, favorite tattoo designs, but also different tribes known for their tattooing skills, different ways of enriching one’s skin (scarification), and listing famous tattoo artist and clients, this book provides a very solid view of what has been, and what is, in the current tattoo landscape. A must read!

Created by Train Horns

The tattoo above doesn’t really need any explanation. I think it’s beautyfully done, it curves nice around the body. The tattoo artist deserves a price in my opinion. Damn…you Gotta Love Ink!

In essence, the Java app generates a piece of ‘art’, based on the words from the rss / atom feed of any given web page or blog. You can also add words or a piece of text yourself if you want to. Then, it generates something pretty! You can alter all sorts of things, like color scheme, fonts, placement of words in percentage’s (more vertical/horizontal etc) So, by the time I was done making the example below, half my workday was done!

Please click to enlarge, and marvel at its nerdish simplicity, yet perfect awesomeness. It’s words generated from this blog, placement of words and picking of the colors all done by the zero’s and one’s that in the end make up for the code that generates the picture. I like it!

It’s strange to realize I do well without you, but that it’s more fun when you’re around. What I would really like is to be away together. For a while. Just to see if we can be like that. Or to fully go the 100% in terms of finding out what’s what. Exploring.But then again, some things won’t happen, and, maybe we’ve already done so, and I’m just not getting it yet. 

I feel like I almost had completely opened up. No barriers. No ivory tower. Just me. And then suddenly, as if some the video is rewinded, the walls are back. Not entirely true maybe. But still. Sometimes, it feels like that :-) 

As I suspected, I’m doing well on the inspiration front! Wrote one new song, and rewritng another. Like I said, I’m in good spirits. I’m also maybe perhaps getting closer to the first tattoo I want. Left arm, the little black and white figurines you once bought me. With Japanese motives and a vaguely colored in background. Oh well. I might go for it, and maybe I wont. 

All in all, I really feel like living! More then the previous months anyway. Driving lessons where fun, I got a lot of energy from it this morning :-) 

I play each day, but some days are more constructive and ‘useful’ in terms of getting better or learning new tricks then others. Getting into a song, or into music, always gives a high, a rush that takes you away, and only after several hours have passed, you realize that dawn is breaking, that your feet are completely numb with cold, and that although you’ve promised not to make too much noise to give the neighbors a break, there will be hell to pay in couple of hours. (side note: although I have had as little sleep as the neighbors, usually they are grumpy ones, strange…)

Work is a necessity. It’s fun, but besides that it also provides a roof over my head, food, shelter, challenge (the bottom tier of the Maslow triangle ) Music is also a necessity. Simply because if I don’t listen/make/play music…I get seriously unhappy and distressed.

If someone has found a perfect way to mix the two…do tell!