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The shy moon hides behind a silver cloud while the magic carpet cuts through the starfilled night like an eagle. I am enjoying the conversation with the unicorn while Faithless proclaims that God is a DJ. The unicorn disagrees and tries to persuade me that he met God and that he does not have any sense for rhythm and is above all tone deaf. I shrug as I insert Kim Ki-Duk's Samaritan Girl in the dvd, yup this magic carpet has a build in movie theater system, and tell him he and Faithless are dead wrong. Kim Ki Duk is God. The unicorn wants to protest but the goose bumps on his tongue and teeth silence him. His silence earthquakes me out of my dream. I get the magic carpet out of my closet and ride it into the sunset hoping to find the talkative unicorn-goddess, who i can worship next to my god Kim Ki-Duk.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

hmm? in an ideal world: a lefthanded smoking asian woodnymph with a mind as sharp as a samurai sword and a get-hostel-on-my-ass addiction.back here on earth: anyone who in her/his ideal world scenario wants to meet me.ps oh yeah did i mention that you would get a quadrillion brownie points if you have a dragon tattooed all over your back? who says guys dont know what they want?

My Blog

Two guys and a car (part VIII)

Nothing but roadRoads. Roads. Who wants roads for 60 euro? Yup we paid 60 euro to drive from Sporanto to Bari over Italian highways. You have to take the term highway very lightly. Like anything in th...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Mar 2009 06:03:00 GMT

Two guys and a car (part VII)

A road paved with flowersIt seems beauty and suffering go hand in hand. We drove just 350 kilometers in more than 7 hours (just as point of reference, normally it takes 50 minutes to drive 100 km at 1...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Mar 2009 06:00:00 GMT

Two guys and a car (part VI)

Idle hands read the history of artLast day in our home from home. And like god, we rested. If you are a PHD in logical reasoning you cant deny the obvious. Not that we put our idle hands in the hands...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Mar 2009 02:11:00 GMT

Two guys and a car (part V)

Whistling dixieWho said watching too many movies or too much television is hazardous? I learnt a new expression from the great master while watching the movie Fargo: whistling dixie. It should mean ...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Mar 2009 02:05:00 GMT

Two guys and a car (part IV)

Hair saloons in the shadow of SaintsThere is something fishy about the hair saloons in Saint-Maximin. There are too many! I wonder what Poirot would make of this, or Sherlock Holmes for that matter. M...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Mar 2009 02:02:00 GMT

Two guys and a car (part III)

Ran No, not the Akira Kurasawa movie but my brother and I jogging through Rians streets. Not to escape a giant monster, but to get back into shape & so come to think of it we were running from a giant...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Mar 2009 01:58:00 GMT

femme fatale

boiling bloodmelting head that says noboiling bloodpumpedbyheart screamingyesbodyscorched from the insidesheleaves me no choicei destroy myself
Posted by on Fri, 20 Mar 2009 01:57:00 GMT

Two guys and a car (part II)

My Achilles heel aches We woke up around 7 am in the car. Strange no one really took notice of two foreigners sleeping in a car. Our first mission was to find some bakery, butcher, coffee shop, bar, w...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Mar 2009 01:53:00 GMT

Two guys and a car (part I)

The drive to the sun6 am. My brother came home from work and I was sleeping on the couch. No, I did not have a fight with my alter ego. And if I had I would not definitely loose the fight. It reminds ...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Mar 2009 01:45:00 GMT

the secret behind watching The Lady From Shanghai

For those who saw this gem of a film noir, I would like to draw your attention to two shots: the introduction of the femme fatale and the shot of her husband as he steps into a bar to recruit our hero...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Mar 2009 01:34:00 GMT