Monthly Archives: May 2006

Thelonious Monk, trouble-shooting the silence

Thelonious Sphere Monk

Ever since listening to the Thelonious Monk Quartet with John Coltrane at the Port of Ibiza, I have wanted to write something about Monk. But, everytime I listen to him I find it harder to describe what it is that makes his music so fascinating. Last night I watched Straight No Chaser and this evening Thelonious Monk: American Composer. My conclusion is Monk does not play the piano, he troubleshoots the silence. Here are my observations . . .

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Mi niña se ha graduado

Schiele: Woman reclining

Mi querida Laurita se ha graduado esta mañana de fisioterapia. Yo la conocí hace ya unos años cuando ella estaba terminando la carrera de educación física, pero ahora ya es fisio también (es un partidazo la niña). No me lo puedo creer. Hoy acudí a su graduación con sus padres, Juande e Ignacia, junto con mi deportista favorita, la Rose Superstar. Cuando íbamos todos juntos en el coche hacia la función, sentí que nosotros cinco eramos una familia yendo de vacaciones juntos. La verdad es que los padres de Laura los conozco más por hablar con ellos por teléfono que de verles en persona y sin embargo es como si los conociera toda mi vida. Siendo lo cursi que soy, pensé en ese momento en la gran suerte que he tenido en mi vida de tener tan buenos amigos (más suerte que con la lotería). Después de la graduación . . .

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The Lottery: It’s about winning, not about how you play the game

Rivera: Desnuda con alcatraces

The Lottery is odious. It is horrible. You get your hopes up, and then they are destroyed and the next thing you know you are back at work on Monday morning. There was a time I fell into the vicious game’s bitter clutches. Actually, I would still participate in the hope game if my present work schedule permitted me the luxury of having time to buy a lottery ticket. As a matter a fact, my first GRAVE ERROR in this blog was neglecting to put “purchasing a lottery ticket” as one of the 20 things that I cannot do because I work at FON. But, unlike most people, for me purchasing the lottery was very scientific and exceedingly reasonable. Here’s my story . . .

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Abandonado en la ciudad

Chagall: Woman and Roses

 

Dedico la “Canción Desesperada” de Pablo Neruda a mi poetisa en la playa . . . 

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Happy Birthday, Boo

Modigliani: Woman from Algiers

Happy Birthday, Sita. One day early? Oh, aren’t I so very, very witty?

10 years ago, I celebrated your birthday with you for the first time. You were in bed puking your brains out. It was a shade of green that I had never quite experienced before, something similar to the color of the innards of an alvocado. I will never forget your words as I brought to your bedside a bowl of soup. It went something like this, “I can’t drink that prefabricated crap. You’re going to make me vomit.” I grew up on Campbell’s Soup and saw that you were already vomitting, so I knew it wouldn’t do you any greater harm to live like the rest of us.

Besinhos . . .

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Premio al Mejor Compañero de la Semana en sus últimos días

Esta semana ha sido corta y además el miembro con más poder de decisión en el Comité ha estado malito. Sin embargo, el Comité sí ha podido reunirse via video-conferencia para decidir la concesión de este galardón. El Comité, según sus normas internas oscurantistas, ha decidido conceder este Premio al Mejor Compañero de Trabajo de la Semana a nuestra compañera, en ésta su última semana, a Karissa . . .

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The Aging Process as a Defense Mechanism

Schiele: Portrait of an old man

Regardless of what I have previously written about the inherent problems associated with eternal life, I believe in the beauty of life. Life’s beauty can be so overwhelming as to render life itself unbearable. This I hope to take up shortly in another post entitled, “I have seen life in life, life in death, and death in life”. But for the meantime, I would like to explore another notion: how the aging process, whereby the mind loses its agility, actually serves an important physiological and pyschological function. It permits the human to deal with all that it loses over the course of its life. As always, I shall explain . . .

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