October 2011
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Oct 4th
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September 2011
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Sep 17th
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August 2011
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Personal Moment: Eddie, The Wild One, Eddicoms
Today is exactly a year passed since my Eddie left us. 27th of April 1994 - 22nd of August 2010 Loved by this family since March 2009. I woke up this morning to our radio playing Eddie’s song. I thought the universe was hiccuping, nonetheless, it brought warmth in my heart: Eddie’s Song Here are some pictures I uploaded of him.
Aug 22nd
Personal Moment: A year ago
It has been a year ago when my life was unraveling in such high speed I couldn’t catch my breath.. I was in a work trip in Vietnam, a trip from hell nonetheless where I got food poisoning at The Continental Hanoi, that rendered me helpless for two days in my hotel room, whilst on the other end of the world my beloved Eddie was dying. Dominic, my pillar of strength through this last year, a...
Aug 19th
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Soapbox Moment: On Differences between European...
I always get surprised, with no failure, but also get very intrigued by the Northern American (USA + Canada) sensitivity to criticism and the idea that person equals idea and idea equals person. Let me start from the beginning though: When I moved from strenuously paced London UK, to ambling Vancouver/Canada and accepted the job to lead a quality team at a national clothing company, things seemed...
Aug 17th
June 2011
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Jun 21st
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Jun 21st
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America V World: Sexual Innuendo Using Medical...
OK, this was the only way to do it I guess :) Two videos, two different takes, two different feelings, same means though, same metaphore! Marvin V Kylie 
Jun 4th
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Jun 4th
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May 2011
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May 29th
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May 27th
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May 27th
European V American
So.. some people asked me what where those two video links I posted and named European V American. The reality of it is very banal; I couldn’t put the two video links in one post and I wanted to juxstapose the cultural difference: For American it is “I drove all night” for Europeans it is “I would walk 500 miles”. I shall continue with more posts of the sorts.. I...
May 27th
March 2011
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Mar 16th
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Mar 16th
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Mar 16th
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Soapbox Moment: On Feminism
There are a lot of things that bother me during my every day life.. I am bothered by the simple disability to cross a road without feeling stressed that some asshole is going to run me over while they are sexting on their phone. I am bothered by humans self importance and self centered universes while they try to push me at the coffee line… For years I have been an armchair activist.....
Mar 10th
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February 2011
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Feb 23rd
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News Moment: Winston
It has been a long time a-coming… I would like to introduce to you the newest addition to our family:  Winston came to us with no last name, only a cunning resemblance to Dobby, the house elf from the Harry Potter series. With his highly positioned ears, but always kept low and outwardly, his big, round, brown eyes and his white muzzle he pushed himself into my heart through an extremely...
Feb 23rd
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January 2011
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Inspiration Moment: On Exercising
So, sometimes I need some inspiration to keep the flab down.. I go into cycles with my food you see: I love it, I hate it, I love it, I hate it. It is like a bad marriage with passionate make-up sex that lasts a couple of evenings, and then back to “I WILL NEVER TALK TO HIM AGAIN!”. I know, I know.. it is not healthy. I know.. I know all that about body image, loving yourself and all...
Jan 22nd
Reblog Moment →
When I think of Oliver looking at Dominic, that is exactly what I see.
Jan 19th
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Jan 8th
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Visionary Moment: Changing Education
I have always felt that my education was flawed.  It wasn’t anything I could put my finger on, just the diminishing alertness of what was happening around me and the world, and the inability to make anything stick. Growing up, I was educated by the traditional test homework, lecture, tests, a constant stream of blablahblahblahblah… Reading my mother’s Peanuts comic strips, I...
Jan 5th
December 2010
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Soapbox Moment: Mobile and tech usage while...
To the 85% (ok I am making that number up, but it is very plausible) who drive through Divisidero and Jackson St while partaking to the following fine activities on your mobile phone:  Texting Talking about serious stuff (human and animal torture, world hunger, globalisation, imminent doom of our planet)  Talking with your friend about silly stuff (such as football, movies, pedis, politics) ...
Dec 30th
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Animation -- Disney's Ten Most Depressing Scenes →
This link was offered to me by google.com/reader as a “you might like this!” kinda link. And I did. And here it is re-blogged for you.
Dec 1st
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June 2010
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Jun 4th
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Curves
One of the first things I learned when I started discussing animation was “Push your poses; and when you think you can’t push it anymore, push it more”. It was a strange concept for me, being a child of the 70’s, a teenager of the 80’s.. nurtured with the MTV flat graphics, grown up with the graphic style of animation that is very prevalent in Europe and having learned English by immersing...
Jun 4th
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February 2009
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Feb 28th
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So... On Shedding
So… there comes a time in every household that includes a dog in its family where things get particularly hairy. Actually, that times comes twice a year; which somehow doesn’t add anything to this rant. It is that time of the year that I envision Oliver as this very dense, black, infinite re-spawning Dandelion of doom. He floats from room to room in a cloud of hair… VUMPH!! is...
Feb 28th
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Feb 10th
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So... On banality and St.Valentine's Day
So for all those who know me a little bit, I dislike banalities with a vengeance. Maybe I should say then that I DETEST banalities… Not that I don’t fall into the trap of saying or doing them. For what it is worth though, I try my hardest not to. So let’s discuss Valentine’s Day. Why? Because I bloody hate the day. Because it possibly is the biggest banality out there,...
Feb 9th
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Feb 6th
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On loss
So last week I get up, check my e-mail and I find out that my uncle, my mother’s brother has died. After a couple of hours I find myself pottering around the house, as if the empty feeling didn’t happen.. the memories rushing in never were and everything in the world, was as it should. And that is not right. I know that life goes on, but living away from your family and childhood...
Feb 6th
January 2009
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Jan 31st
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San Francisco: Potpourri Days and Feelings
So there are a couple of things that happened these last few days that I wanted to share with The Internets so this might seem a bit of a potluck of thoughts and that is, because it really is just a potluck of thoughts. Part -1- So there has been one constant in my life since I remember myself: IKEA One of my early memories is me being sleepy in my mom’s arms while my dad is slaving over...
Jan 31st
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Jan 27th
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San Francisco: Life on the Slow Lane
So this post has nothing to do with San Francisco per se. However, since I now live here, the titles will continue under that format for a little while cause I am so damn stocked that I live in San Francisco, OK? OK.. So you know how it is when you try to make time through a busy month/week to do that Big Super Market Shop? You know the one.. the one you are dreading that involves 24 rolls of...
Jan 27th
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Jan 19th
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San Francisco: The Waiting Days
So it comes a point in a relocation that you wait. And you wait some more. And nothing is moving.. nothing is happening. You have sent your resume out, you have tried to network, you have called, asked, smiled, hand-shook and thank-lettered. And you wait. Mostly because there is this misguided notion that if you are new to a country, you can’t adapt or understand the working culture...
Jan 19th
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WatchWatch
Very interesting.. Bear with it the first few minutes, it gets better!
Jan 13th
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Jan 10th
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San Francisco: The Property Manager that did not...
So I am pissed off. While I have been doing so much work to sort out the inside of our apartment, our Property management company has done very little to ensure the outside of the apartment is safe, clean and in a good state. Good state is relative as well. We live in what is quite an expensive neighbourhood, occupied by a lot of snobs, however it is also very close to Dominic’s work and...
Jan 10th
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Jan 4th
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San Francisco: The Settling-In Days
So we are finally done. Done. And by done I mean we are on the phase where we are debating where to hang our few art pieces and getting ready to compile the claim for the insurance for anything and all that broke during the move. We have Purged with a capital P. It feels good. There is still quite a bit of stuff, but it feels good to have gotten rid of a lot of clothes, fad books and Stuff used...
Jan 4th
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December 2008
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Dec 18th
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San Francisco: The "Any Day Now" Days
So! First the amazing news: I GOT MY FUCKING USA WORKING PERMIT! WOOOOOOT! Never, ever did I think this would happen.. I am pleased as a punch and am celebrating with my own bottle of wine (hubby is busy over at ILM bonding with his fellow geeks over bad movies). I also made a nice soup after following this recipe from TheKitchn.com which came out rather good.. A few things I would change but...
Dec 18th
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Dec 11th
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San Francisco: The Boxed-In Days
So at some point, all those nicely planned (note the word planned, not executed) boxes you organised on the other side of the pond, are returned to you. Oh what a day that is. The unloading of our home was monumental: Three men crew (too few), three floors up (three too many it seems), and one hundred and eighty “boxes” later (don’t ask) I am stood in the middle of our new...
Dec 11th
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San Francisco Relo: The Super Market Factor
So, there is a point after you have finally relocated to your new country that you have to face the Great Unknown of the local super markets. What that is, is essentially the feeling of anxiety, excitement, panic, joy and combination of when going through shelves and shelves of product you have no idea if you like, are healthy, have too much sugar or carbs or fat. I am a creature of comforts. I...
Dec 3rd