Sunday, January 13, 2019
2018行色匆匆, 幾項富挑戰性的企劃案終究夭折. 創新改革的口號喊得震天價響, 但見滿朝落魄皇孫, 逃難不忘穿金戴銀, 左擁右抱, 架子端得挺好, 至美來句莎翁名句 One can smile and smile and still be a villain… 過節前趕赴上海商旅, 團隊捉襟見肘, 烏雲罩頂, 收假歸來立召密談, 我不殺伯仁, 伯仁因我而死.
My life is governed by duality as a blood type AB, the newer, more modern sanguine family prone to diseases yet mercurial, adaptable with a nimble intelligence. While I titled in Chinese this post camouflage or the great pretender(what?), the irony is, I am searching for kindness within and outward, my true resolution for 2019.
Saturday, December 8, 2018
November is Little V's birth month and the year end reunion with old friends including revival of my passion for the rock band Queen with the biopic, Bohemian Rhapsody. M stopped by San Francisco for a meeting and we splurged at Eight Tables by George Chen. It was a heartwarming antidote to the soul crushing week at work.
Song pairing: You're My Best Friend
"Ooh you make me live
Whatever this world can give to me…"
While Mercury's powerful vocal floors any audience, I admire how John Deacon balances tempo, beat and rhythm into one lively musicality.
Saturday, November 10, 2018
Among all forms of expression, I seem to have an immediate connection with writing and drawing. Both require the conduit of a pen/pencil/stick… Nope, that's not the direction I am heading to. Although from time to time I do enjoy a good debate, I abhor the dueling of narcissism. I write to distill chaotic thoughts, to experience life twice and to be at peace with myself.
戊戌年多變, 多位人物離世… 奇才Stephen Hawking, 靈魂歌后Aretha Franklin, 廚神Joel Robuchon, 科幻作家Ursula K. Le Guin, 怪傑Anthony Bourdain… 還有我們的金庸. 眾俠客, ㄧ路好走.
Monday, October 29, 2018
I was very enthralled by Cambridge and wondered if my former domestic orbit would no longer be enough yet within a month upon returning, I reverted to that humanoid again. Not even teetering between sense and sensibility, I just possess such clarity in mindset that resembles the on/off switch.
It was a dream then. Aaah… life is but a dream. My favorite dining spot at the Cambridge Chop House overlooking King's Parade.
Sunday, September 9, 2018
To age or not to age - that is not my choice. The team threw me a Shakespeare themed birthday party! Star-crossed muffins, soliloquiches, midsummer night's drinks… my month long of celebration ended with a whimsical note. The positive energy from my sojourn at Cambridge will be long lasting. While juggling multiple soul-crushing meetings, I could always attain a moment of respite by wearing the Elizabethan collar my team made me, reciting: All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand…
開某項例會, 頂頭上司突宣佈當天是我生日, 由品牌冷艷大統領帶領高唱生日快樂, LK受寵若驚倍感虛不受補…