Nooooooooo… as the world was sinking deeper and deeper, one must find a way to cheer up. I think about what I love. I love Shanghai. For the amazing pre-war architecture on the bund, its nostalgic alley lined with sycamore trees, the scrumptious hairy crab delicacy, I might even move there one day, who knows. Exodus from US is en vogue.
Sunday, November 27, 2016
Sunday, November 13, 2016
行者無疆之一千零一夜 As I Stride Out to The World 11.2
In light of what's happening in this country, some felt an uncontrollable depression and others, a sinister sense of triumph. I am feeling lethargic, the tiredness of fighting. Born non white and non male, proud being both really but couldn't help to question… what happened to basic human decency?!
這趟商旅… 陰錯陽差, 未能赴格友Echo衣香鬢影的生日宴, 出發前一天, 老朋友M興高采烈傳簡訊告知我他快來灣區開會, 想來是要給我驚喜, 結果我大潑冷水說將遠遊未歸 :(
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旅途中 The Journey
Sunday, November 6, 2016
行者無疆之亂世舟車篇 As I Stride Out to The World 11.1
每回環亞商旅必自嘲: 從舊金山飛新德里, 一條小命去掉一半; 在新德里開幾天會紅眼班機飛香港, 另一半小命也沒了. 某次眉飛色舞對少年友伴描述歷險記, 友伴不以為然: 女孩子家何必那麼辛苦? 我大笑: 富貴險中求!
行走江湖多年, 早練得渾身是膽, 在新德里機場上午夜班機前, 必到搭滿帳篷和行軍床的長廊內, 享用物美價廉的印度式足療. 也因為紅眼班機, 捨隱形眼鏡就黑框, 重度近視者皆知, 取下厚厚的鏡片, 眼中登時另個世界, 所以那45分鐘1000盧比的按摩宛若超現實風格, Sofia Coppola導演的龍門客棧.
Last evening of the trip, a treat to stay at the Peninsula Hong Kong. I am a sucker for old world charms.
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旅途中 The Journey
Sunday, October 9, 2016
孤獨求敗 vs. 東方不敗 Oktoberfest a la Camus
前者是藝術家, 後者為政治家.
是不是人到某個年紀, 健康時非我予, 情愛過境千帆, 只好奮然緊握生命最終的掌控, 如飛蛾撲火追求權力?
My daily long commute from the Silicon Valley to San Francisco often reminds me of Sisyphus rolling up the boulder. Shamelessly, among the four characters of an absurd life prescribed by Camus, the seducer, the actor, the conqueror, and the artist, I identify with the last. I eat create therefore I am.
近來常想起'笑傲江湖', 金庸小說這部最經得起時間洗㶑, 年少時醉心種種技藝書寫, 年青時也曾為個個癡情人物惋歎, 如今人到中年, 我似乎漸漸懂任我行和東方不敗.
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我食故我在 I dine therefore I am
Sunday, September 4, 2016
2016 祝我生日快樂 Bang Bang_birthday coronation
For once, I would love to procrastinate my birthday. Aging never quite bothered me hitherto. I mean, for someone who has always had an old soul, what difference really. It bothers me NOW. My mind is vital as ever, on the verge of being volatile but over the summer, even though I aced my annual health checkup, I find, slowly that my body prays for a revolution. My name day presents this year included a jaw alignment, a forefinger adjustment by my chiropractor and a temporary crown on my right first molar by my dentist.
是不是中蠱? 於東京Delfonics文具行聽得Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow變奏, 心念之, 連寫四篇. 反覆探究, 分析各個版本優缺, 上幅網誌剛剛結此公案… 這首歌, 莫不是怪敝人文筆太遜, 如有冤難訴的幽魂, 糾纏起我這窮秀才.
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雙城記 A Tale of Two Cities
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