Miscellaneous stuff and other things

The game as I understood it : list eight facts. Tag eight persons. Ask these eight persons to list eight facts and tag eight persons. A kind of elaborate chainmail.

« Fact you, man, fact everybody in the world ! »

(Young Bact)

Fact 1 :           How weather manipulates me but not the same way as before (because I’ve changed and because weather changed, so nobody really knows exactly what really happened)

In April we were sunbashed and sunburnt, in May we had snow, in June we had plain good weather (thanks to our new Government) until I started to work.

Since my first day of work it hasn’t stopped raining. We’re in august and it rains. Things were getting quite dry last years so that’s quite good, but we didn’t ask for so much.

I like rain; it makes me remember my past years (nothing else to do when it rains but doing nothing). It reminds me that, before, rain made me feel nostalgic. Now I’m just euphoric or pissed off when I’m under the rain, it must be what growing up means.

Fact 2 :           Friends

The only week of quite good weather we had was when we went southward to the Alpes. One pure week (in French-slang a very great week is a “pure” week) with my love and my friends. We were seventeen in one big house and it was just but so good. Canyoning, cigarettes, parties, food, walks on the top of the mountains (freezing and exhausting), wine and beer and Chartreuse and cheese, Via ferrata, and bicycle : everything to be happy. So we were.

About bike, I rode with a friend on the top of the col de la Madeleine (those who follows the Tour de France know what I’m talking about) it was o.k. until we got attacked by icy rain, and then just ice, and then lightings, and wind. We spent one hour like that before arriving at the top. It was like the mountain didn’t want us. We were very proud of us when we arrived. Then we ran away.

Fact 3 :           Children

Two of my friends, a crazy bearded teacher and his crazy not-bearded-at-all loved girlfriend teacher as well, brought their son to spend the week with us. A very good-mooded 9-months person, always smiling, always trying to tell something nice to everybody (especially to the BBQ’s fire)… Unfortunately he wasn’t able to move himself, so he was particularly bad at soccer. We tried to put him as a goalkeeper but it was even worse. We were very angry at him.

Fact 4 : Music

We listened to good music. I definitively understood that I can’t bear 80’s music, especially new-wave. Ah no, geez, I’m starting to choke again…

My ears have been carved by Pink Floyd. I started to listened The Wall, and then the Dark Side of the Moon. And when I discovered Meddle and Ummagumma (Careful with that axe, Eugene!) it was like as if I discovered an entire new world. I’ve never recovered.

Fact 5 :           Comics

Comics is the 9^th art and my favourite one. I discovered drawing at 7 and did my first comic book the year after. Comics just changed my way of seeing and understanding the world. I mean : I stopped trying to understand anything at all. The big revolution came when I was 10 or 11 with the first strips of “Le Génie des Alpages” by F’murr, 7^th album. Everything was weird : there were sheep, and a dog, and a tennis ball, and Lewis Carroll’s Alice. And everybody disappeared and reappeared without order. I’ve never stopped trying to copy this kind of nonsense stories.

Fact 6 :           Family

Sometimes it’s hard to choose between family and friends. Not hard : but you have to be very organized. They’re too many. Tighten up the links between us is something I want to. Unfortunately I’m quite individualist and shy so it’s not so easy for me to do. That’s bizarre because I love being with them, so I can’t understand why I don’t try to see them more often. Maybe because I’m sure they’re will still be there when I’m come back ? Actually I changed, I came aware that, as when we were 17 friends in a house in the Alpes, someone had to make the effort to make people go in the same place at the same time.

Fact 7 :           Laziness

I have 4 little brothers and I’m the eldest of my 38-or-maybe-more cousins : I learned very soon to avoid responsibility.

I like working hard and doing nothing at all, I don’t like staying in the middle (I’m writing this at work and I feel I’m about to be in a big rush soon)

What saves me from laziness is enthusiasm for what I do and – of course – culpability.

Fact 8 :           Future

I’ve always been eager to see what will happen next. I know I won’t live abroad, at least not a long time. When I’ve been to Peru I thought I wanted to live there but knew it wasn’t possible. When I lived in Washington DC I knew I’d never live there (mainly because of my shitty job but not only) and I’ve been back to Paris. The morality is that I have spent the greatest time of my life in Peru and that makes me feel nostalgic, whereas I spent a not-so-good time in Washington and I’m very happy to be here. In few words : to live happy => go to Washington and come back.

I also want to live two years in New York and two in Roma, my favourite towns abroad.

And that’s it. As said somebody, the best way to love your country is to live abroad. Somebody was completely wrong but it sounds wise isn’t it ?