Unë jam sonte trishtuar…
I am… Who cares, really? No one, I fear…And then again, it is all good as it is. Don’t worry…. Don’t bother… Don’t go looking for me… I might come back, or not. Time will tell…
Category: Me myself and I
Micro-poésie du vendredi…
Comme un ciel bleu… Je ne peux pas voir rouge quand je plonge dans tes yeux. Mon beau pays, pas tout à fait mûr à être souverain… Je me souviens!
How cute am I?
This morning, chéri didn’t feel like having breakfast… I insisted, saying that I’d cook for him. Not that it is special for me to cook, but I had a surprise for him. Oh come on! Who wouldn’t want to have a kitty made out of eggs and bacon, right? Don’t you wish your girlfriend/boyfriend started…… Continue reading How cute am I?
Micro-poésie du vendredi…
Les vents de Santana ont soudainement Soufflé des poussières dans ses yeux de Manga, Soufflé les cendres de la vallée grugée par le feu. Une larme, voyant son cœur itinérant…
Kamsar, random tales…The hen that wasn’t
Kamsar existed because of and for the local bauxite processing plant, CBG. It was the home of the numerous expats picked throughout the world to work for CBG, and a few priviledged locals. Our lives revolved around the company, depending on it for all and anything… We didn’t have any live tv chanel, no…… Continue reading Kamsar, random tales…The hen that wasn’t
Unclear…
What is, what could and what should… I wonder if a lot of people give it a thought. A thought about what is, what could and what should. Some might think that only what is matters… That what could and what should aren’t tangible enough, and just confuse the mind for no good reason. But…… Continue reading Unclear…
Priorities
Yesterday night, our Sharp Aquos tv suddenly died. Be reassured, it didn’t suffer the least bit, it didn’t even blink, it just went from working perfectly to not working at all in the blink of an eye… When chéri came back from work, we attempted reanimation maneuvers, following the good words of other Sharp Aquos…… Continue reading Priorities
Kamsar, random tales… The black panther
In the early nineties, my father got hired to work in a bauxite mine plant, in Guinea. We moved to a small town, Kamsar, that was built by the company, CBG. Here are a few, randomly picked tales from my 5 years spent there. (Note the giant poodle pup just above the country’s name… It…… Continue reading Kamsar, random tales… The black panther
Dang if you do, dang if you don’t!
You know that feeling, when you realize that you are just not up to the task? You try your best, you try many times, and you just can’t get it right. Sometimes it is too much, sometimes it is not enough, but you’re never spot on. It seems like there is no way to please…… Continue reading Dang if you do, dang if you don’t!
Bananas in pijamas…
5h45 am. Up and thinking. Probably not the best idea. A Facebook friend tagged me today in a post wondering who remembered Bananas in Pijamas… It made me smile, and then gave me the blues… I do. I remember Bananas in Pijamas. I remember their tune too. Years ago, they were part of my…… Continue reading Bananas in pijamas…
Cyranny's Cove 