faccio cose, vedo gente

We’ll meet again, don’t know where, don’t know when

But I know we’ll meet again some sunny day

Vera Lynn

It’s for real: San Diego is behind my shoulders. I said goodbye to my best friends: the pig, toni & jen, der jens, my roommate julianna, knowing that some time will pass before I’ll see them again.

It’s the time when you regret what you postponed once, twice, more… and now you can’t do anymore. No seaworld, no las vegas, no second surfing lesson. And no to many other things. Later, maybe.

I drove up the Interstate 5, with the help of a great friend: the Cruise Control. I passed LA without too much hassle, and after that no more overtaking, maybe only once or twice more. The interstate 5 is impressive: it goes all the way up to the border with canada and all the way down entering mexico.

My trip was of about 450 miles. With a stop 20 miles away from the junction between 5 and 152 to San José. And now I’m in Stanford. The Summer Institute already started with an extreme pace. When I entered my room, all the books and printouts for the class, plus the daily agenda, were on my desk, waiting for me to read them.

I met a lot of people and I’m bored of this. I’m bored of meeting new people. Going back will be helpful, I’m sure. For now, my favorite one is Joann, a tall blonde girl from LA. There are many good people, it’s just my social skills that are falling apart.

There are grand pianos everywhere here in Stanford. But strangely enough, not many water fountains. I’ll be dehydrated and happy, with my music.

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America is not only _the_ place for 24h gyms and grocery shopping. It’s not only that you can buy pills or condoms or chips at three in the morning, when they’re probably most needed.

No. America is also the place for 24h birds: super powerful flying entities that never sleep and especially when the sun goes down sit on a branch to exhibit their superb whistling abilities towards an audience of tentative sleepers.

One day, or another, my water guns will shoot…

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Once again on the borderline with porn, Paris Hilton is finally out with a music video.

Yes, finally. Now nobody can prevent you, my reader, to produce a music video because you’re lacking style, or you’re tacky, or you have no music skills, or you simply look stupid and consequently act stupid. Stop videotaping you with your partner and start singing! And if you’re not confident enough, how about starting with a podcast?

It was when he was walking around Seattle, deeply questioning himself, that he saw a sign of a concert including the unanswered question by Charles Ives. And a block away, other signs saying ‘yes’ or ‘no’ and adding more questions without a solution.

His brother asked him if two people can be meant to be together, which is quite a hard question itself. I don’t have an answer to that question but I know that since that night I started loving Frasier.

The dry humor and sophisticated writing mixed with the fast paced sequence of jokes of a typical situation comedy have been the late-night show of my last two months, just before hitting the sack.

So, in this unanswered Saturday I decided to buy Series One in DVD. Target was supposed to sell it for $29.99, ten bucks less than the usual electronics store, but they were out of stock. All the other stores, including f.y.e. and Suncoast Motion Picture and Borders (where I got a bargain book on yoga for $6) were either out as well or priced $39.99.

But me and Julianna kept going, full of hope, to hit Wal*Mart. What are so many people doing there, at 9.30PM on a Saturday?

Initially the DVD box seemed unavailable there as well, but with an additional effort, on the side of a lane I found series one and two for $19.99. And guess: I bought both of them! On our way back, we decided to make this saturday a Frasier night which ended right now, as I’m writing. How delightful!

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Could refuse a job like this?