Wandering Halfelf

勃艮第牛肉（Beef bourguignon stew），~15分钟操作，~25分钟等待。
http://docs.google.com/View?id=dgfmtkpd_268c5jc4sdj

金枪鱼意大利面炖锅(Tuna Noodle Casserole), ~25分钟操作，~25分钟等待
http://docs.google.com/View?id=dgfmtkpd_281fnrfqwc8

唯一有意义的缅怀逝者的方式就是好好生活。

   昨天看了District 9，有感而发一下。只算严格意义上的硬科幻吧，lord of the rings一类的奇幻风，或是Batman一类的漫画风暂且不提。

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   完美的神作 10/10：Blade runner。主题深刻，动作/悬念恰到好处，影响后世的教科书式摄影布光配乐，当然还有诗一般的对白。

   无可挑剔的大制作 9/10：The Matrix (1 only!!!)，District 9，Star wars legacy。值得一看的主题，各方面制作娴熟而无明显破绽。

   剑走偏锋的精致小品 8/10：太空牛仔风格的Serenity，荒谬乌托邦式的Brazil。鲜明的风格使其独树一帜。在制作上明显感到影片本身的野心有限，但整体掌控恰当而得体。

   闪光之作 7/10：Dark city，The thirteenth floor，Minority report。立意和制作上不乏可取之处，但或是情节漏洞，或是制作粗糙，总之总有些明显的缺憾。

   Hollywood 流水线合格品 6/10：The abyss, The sphere, Jurassic Park，Terminator 1&2，Alien 1&2…………不过不失，可以一看的消遣之作。

   去Montreal开会，住了有史以来最overprice的旅店。作了第一次会议talk，效果还不错，poster没什么人理。

   Montreal是一个很有sense的城市：）老城区很小很小，但是石头铺的小路和楼前或挂或载的鲜花让人心情大好。Downtown隔几个街区就有一个小小的广场和各有风味的雕塑。圣母大教堂举办过Celine Dion的婚礼，里面的装潢是我从未见过的绚丽。McGill大学附近的几条街上排满了各地的餐馆，路边都是用餐的人群和献艺的乐手，实在是惬意到不行。

   由法国人带队，我们好好吃了几顿法国餐馆。著名的foie gras确实很好吃，还有用鸭油炸的薯条以及生牛肉等等等等，每一样拿出来的确都十分精细。不过用餐的时间真是很长，开胃酒-〉前菜-〉正餐-〉甜点 加上中间不停的红酒，每次都是从8点吃到12点。中间无数漫长的等待时间大家还就不断地就食物进行深入细致的讨论——只能说法国人实在是太能享受生活了。

   这里另起一段赞一下Montreal的女生长的很正。美国农村司空见惯的体态臃肿打扮老土在这里一个都见不到。刚到的那天晚上出去吃饭（生牛肉），接待我们的waitress长的简直就是(Juliette Binoche + Julie Delphi)/2，吃的我整个晚饭都魂不守舍。 后来几天逛街，才发现街边无数的小馆子里面，似乎每一个waitress都是超级fit加有型。

   困了，在千岛湖见jj和lb的故事以及照片下次再上吧。

PS: 在唐人街见到了传说中的“洪门”…………自己汗一个。

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   好吧，下半部分见这里，我就偷个懒好了：）

http://aroomwithview.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!A70325C729BAFBF6!1000.entry?sa=372079495

   PPS: 终于发现了！自己一个人郁闷的时候就去看mitbbs的鹊桥和家版。然后就觉得我考原来我自己的感情生活这么成功。。。

   PPPS: 再次强烈谴责工作过分努力的某人！！！

Delia Elena San Marco

We said good-bye on one of the corners of the Plaza del Once.
   From the sidewalk on the other side I turned and look back; you had turned, and you waved good-bye.
    A river of vehicles and people ran between us; it was five o’clock on no particular afternoon. How was I to know that the river was the sad Acheron, which no one may cross twice?
    Then we lost sight of each other, and a year later you were dead.
    And now I search out that memory and gaze at it and think that it was false, and that under that trivial farewell there lay an infinite separation.
    Last night I did not go out after dinner. To understand these things, I reread the last lesson that Plato put in his teacher’s mouth. I read that the soul can flee when the flesh dies.
    And now I do not know whether the truth is in the ominous later interpretation or in the innocent farewell.
    To say good-bye is to deny separation; it is to say “Today we play at going our own ways, but we will see each other tomorrow.” Men invented farewells because they somehow knew themselves to be immortal, even while seeing themselves as contingent and ephemeral.
    One day we will pick up this uncertain conversation again, Delia - on the band of what river? - and we will ask ourselves whether we were once, in a city vanished into the plains, Borges and Delia.

- By Jorge Luis Borges, translated by Andrew Hurley

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I am leaving B-town to a conference this Sunday, and Kayla will go to Canada next week. I said goodbye to her this Friday, and then I found this sad yet beautiful article by JLB...
Farewell Kayla, maybe we meet again, sometime, somewhere.

      头痛。难得的关掉电视，开始收拾屋子。在卧室和客厅各挂上一幅梵高，在厨房挂上一只chat noir，在厕所挂上一幅抽象派的唐吉坷德——没有人觉得去厕所是一种多少有些超现实的体验么。

      在CD里放进一张久违了的Bill Evans，听着钢琴声象水一样在房间里荡漾。嗯，这次的伪小资完成度还是相当高的…………

PS：顺便谴责一下工作过分努力的某人，一百遍啊一百遍：-P

   前两天从一个意想不到的途径得知一位从小学就认识的美女居然就要当妈了。认识这位美女应该有20年了吧，曾经住的地方也只有5分钟的路程。不过最有趣的还是2年前的圣诞一个陌生的城市，我一个人在电影院打发时间。电影开始之前的半个小时，我突然想到要给很久没有联系的美女打电话，而她居然就在两条街之外的地方逛街。：D 如果在电影里看到这样的情节，我一定会谴责编剧偷懒。不过谁知道呢，真实的故事有时候比电影更不可思议。
  3年前的圣诞，我一个人顺着泰晤士河从伦敦的西头走到东头，和一位美女喝掉了一瓶JD。
  再往前，我在108街边坐到半夜，等到从地球另外一边飞来的一位OL狼狈的拖着大包小包钻出黄色taxi。
  sometimes life is more unlikely than story :)

PS: Hail Irene Jacob~~~ I know you are beautiful :)))

在看《黄石的孩子》，联想到国内的一些新闻，有一些相关但是没时间组织文字的感想。
1：Kieslowski写的一句话，我看不到法国，也看不到波兰，我只能看到几千万法国人，几千万波兰人。
2：Van Loon写的一句话，两个殖民者在非洲杀了几千万人，现代人用他们的命名城市和街道，同时代的两个医生治愈了非洲流行的疾病拯救了几千万人，现代人几乎没有人记得他们的名字。
3：有些人看到van loon的话后会立志做医生，不过如果可以相信网络中文论坛的话，有些人就会立志做殖民者。
4：XX为了表示对YY的愤怒而烧毁XX的商品。X和Y可以用任意a~z代入~~~
5：如果a~z不至少试着理解彼此的理由，那么4将一直是一道任意的填空。
6：how do we judge people? Or rather, how should I judge people? I choose to judge people by what they do.
7：about the definition of "people" in 6, please refer to 1.
8：back to "children of huangshi". no matter how hollywood it is, how dramatize it is, it is still based on a true story. After all, it is about one man and what he chose to do.
9: People who believes in utopia usually do more harm than good. Or there are people like Hogg (the guy in the movie), who dealt with simple and small things; and little things became epic.
10: How to determine what people really do? 偶尔不妨用读science的方式读下新闻。譬如：将所有的句子换成不带目的、语气和立场的最简单的名词+动词组合。比如“保护”“捍卫”“镇压‘“反抗”等等，经常就可以用“杀人”代替。
11：写下10的时候，想起了很久前读的鲁迅：字里行间中，满处都写的“吃人”。迅哥儿笔法老辣。
胡言乱语，不知所云~~~~~

给我拿酒来吧，给我摆上筵席，
 人本来不适于孤独的生存；
我将做一个无心的浪荡子弟，
 随大家欢笑，不要和人共悲恸。

         - G. G. 拜伦 -

English Poem

What can I hold you with?

I offer you lean streets, desperate sunsets, the moon
   of the jagged suburbs.

I offer you the bitterness of a man who has looked
   long and long at the lonely moon.

I offer you my ancestors, my dead men, the ghosts
   that living men have honored in marble:
   my father's father killed in the frontier of
   Buenos Aires, two bullets through his lungs,
   bearded and dead, wrapped by his soldiers
   in the hide of a cow; my mother's grandfather
   -- just twenty-four -- heading a charge of
   three hundred men in Peru, now ghosts
   on vanished horses.

I offer you whatever insight my books may hold,
   whatever manliness or humour my life.

I offer you the loyalty of a man who has never
   been loyal.

I offer you that kernel of myself that I have saved,
   somehow -- the central heart that deals not
   in words, traffics not with dreams, and is
   untouched by time, by joy, by adversities.

I offer you the memory of a yellow rose seen
   at sunset, years before you were born.

I offer you explanations of yourself, theories about yourself,
   authentic and surprising news of yourself.

I can give you my loneliness, my darkness, the hunger of my heart;
   I am trying to bribe you with uncertainty, with danger, with defeat.

 

- Jorge Luis Borges (1934)