EDIT: english comic version click here english translation: july, 21 2009, somewhere on the highway between Santiago and Santander, Spain. Paula gives me an initiation to the local traditional music. -"that's real nice from her, but still... 2 hours non-stop spanish music karaoke is a bit..."
july, 24, santander festival, Alaska, the movida's queen show. -if you had to compare Alaska to another artist I might know, who would it be? -Well, let's see... -That's hard to say, it's an icon in Spain you know? -I would say Grace Jones, as she get through all eras by marking with her own vogue and style. -Okay, it's clearer to me now. -Here she comes on stage, let's see how the "spanish Grace Jones" looks like. note that the show was really great
english translation: it's there, I can feel him... He's just... ...THERE! Nothing? I was sure that... F**C! He was behind me! There, I gotcha. Now, the way is clear ; just this corridor and.... GODDAMNITYAIYAI!AREYOUNUTS?I'MPLAYINGDOOM3YOUSCAREDTHSHITOUTOFME'GONNAKILLYA!
english translation: Well, well, listen hard, you can hear me singing in my room, during my shower, in my car, anytime I think I'm alone. I'll give up my ES 335 for the microphone next sunday, at the Luna Rossa.
J'aurais bien utilisé l'expression "trauma de trentenaire" mais le plagiat a des limites (ceci dit vous pouvez cliquer vers pingoo, c'est bon pour le moral). Sometime, things taste like teenagehood. That's what we call the 30 years itch (go check Pingoo btw...)
Bref, en ce moment, c'est la saison, je régresse et voilà-t'y pas que je redécouvre un groupe de métal mythique nommé CATHEDRAL que c'est heavy comme on aime, que leur halbume s'appelait The Ethereal Mirror Well, those days, I'm regressing and listen an ol' heavy metal band called CATHEDRAL, especially THE ETHEREAL MIRROR Album
(vous avez déjà entendu l'expression "disco metal"?) Have you ever heard of "disco doom"?
I weight about 45kgs, and those heavy metal suits only exist in XXl size, my, my...
On the other hand, I got a huge success while crowd surfing, sometimes wholes songs long!
Bref; et or donc, comble du revival-régressivo-heureux, quoique je retrouve tout à l'heure dans mon tiroir à trésor de mes 17 ans? Ze ticket du concert à l'Elysée Montmartre et dédicacé par...-par qui? Il me semblait que c'était le bassiste mais je n'arrive plus à déchiffrer le nom... Si y'a une âme charitable dans la salle, hein..?
(and so looked my friends also.) And, guess whot? I just found an oooooooooold concert ticket with I-can't-read-your-name autograph on it! Was it the bas guitarist? Can't say, can't remember. Enfin voilà quoi, il fallait que jeunesse se passe, ça c'est fait, au moins j'aurai des trucs à raconter à mes petits z'enfants, quoi, merde. Anyway, those were the dayz, I will have somethingto tell my grandchildren then...
english translation: what? already 3 weeks without updating the blog? This is going to kill my stats! Quick! A sketch! Something! I need anything to post! Quick scan! Quick levels! Quick clone stamp! Save as...
The quick pinup of da week Now, THAT is what I call update!
english translation: in just 2 weeks... ...no less than 4 different girls... ...slept in my room... ..and opened the shutters right in front of my neighbour.
...too bad I wasen't in my bed with them in those very moments. "I told you, a girl a day, I SAW those creatures!" "and he's married with a foreigner, my, my, my..."
Français expatrié chez les sauvages du bout du monde-qui-ne-savent-même-pas-parler-français, je dois dire que ce défi est plutôt facile à relever, toute la difficulté étant même de ne choisir QUE 3 points énervants.
A mon tour donc de tagguer d'autres expatriés: Pif de chez les Belges, Roland de chez les Canadiens, AKA, en Italie et Aurélien de chez les euh... Alsaciens (ça compte aussi).
english translation: I've been taggued by Philippe's café froid. I shall name 3 things that bug me off. That will be sooooo easy, as a french expatriate, all the rest of the world is nagging me
First, (in the "it's an hard life I'm livin'" serie), I hate when my cracker broke and fall down in my coffee and splash everything around.
Then (in the "of mice and men" serie), I hate when someone give me an quick geopolitical lesson that I diden't ask for. "I mean, chinese really sucks to eat tibetan dogs during the olympics, seewhatImean?" bonus: sometimes, they add some a personal attack (and it could be the same person and the same conversation) "And, I mean," how do you earn your livin' apart from sketching stuff?"
...but what REALLY piss me off is...
"hey? Sarkozy says he will finally meet the Dalaï-Lama later..." "Somebody PLEA-SE SHUT HIM UP!"
...when our president is trying international diplomatics...
english translation: rhaaaa, I fuck**ng can't believe it! The chinese team's no match to the US team When I was a little girl, we used to watch basketball on TV with my mom. We really enjoyed watching. F**ck! PASS! RUN! JUMP! SMASH! HAAA! POOKAÏ! ASSH**LE! He loose the ball! It's over! Do you know what you look like while watching sport on TV? What? Lies! You always sketching me so ugly! You're mean!
english translation It's already one month, a whole month that we moved, we left the small island of LAMMA, the small house with small garden, my small bounty, quack of paradise that I liked so much.
10 days with intense packaging period with many " haaann my yellow-platic-duck , where should I arrange it? in the cardboard box " bath toys "? Or in the cardboard box " sex-toys"? , 10 days during which one wonders how one could live with as many tricks that one does not even remember to have bought nor used one day.
"We 're gonna need more cardboard boxes"
The happy pet's owners and friends will not contradict me undoubtedly if I tell the true part of pleasure which was the emprisonnement in cage of our cats, which had measuring rod very well what occurred and like so much to be made encaged in a gray plastic box which smells the cat's wee. Between the mewings and the desperate blows of claws as they feels the slaughter-house…
"I KNOW you don't like it and I DON'T CARE! Now get into that fu***ng cage!"
… we just close for the last time the sheet door of the house, repressing a small tear by thinking of the beach that I leave. Admittedly there were 2 months of rain not-stop, moisturing which rots the linen, the walls which mildew and the centipedes which come to take refuge under the pillow; but all that is finished.
"Can't believe it's SUNNY NOW!!!!!"
(good weather fixes on all hongkong since qu' one left, grrr…)
The last voyage in ferry, 30 minutes of happiness to feel last once the spray, fuel oil, as much familiar odors which I will also miss.
"Smells strange, doesn't it?" "I know, Yaiyai just peed in her vomit"
To return downtown, in the family apartment of Waiyim, in Tseung Kwan O, residential district ZUP-style containing buildings of 38 floors, even for a guy from Paris like me, that always impressing.
"Yeaaahh, back in my place!" "yeaaaaaahhh..."
Return in the apartment thus, where neither the song of the birds, nor the gracious flight of the butterflies will rock us more. Nature, is like capri, is finished. Bouh.
"Yeaaahhh, let's open the carboard boxes again... OMG! There was a centipede inside!"
english translation: Meet Bebert. Yo. Bebert is a Geotrupidae (from Greek geos, earth, and trypetes, borer), a member of the family of beetles in the order Coleoptera. They are commonly called dor beetles or earth-boring dung beetles. Indeed. Wings-equipped, the geotrupidae can fly with a characteristic buzzing. Do I look "characteristic" to you? WTF. Those insects are typically detrivores, provisioning their nests with leaf litter (often moldy), but are occasionally coprophagous, similar to dung beetles. Yeah, yeah. Not my favourite meal really. and I... Uh? what's that? They sometimes drink the sap of cutted trees or mature fruits. GOD! Look at that! You can witness dozen of them dying in a beer can left in the forest. Yumm, it's an 5-days-old' one at least!
english translation: (TOC!)
(singing): 99 bottles of beer (hips) on the wall...
According to the latest news, Bebert and his pals are alright, they are sleeping it off in lamma's garden.
I got up to 6 drunken beetles a day, falling in the garden. Even my cats are bored. But every time, I felt I HAVE to help them to rollover upright. (drinker's solidarity)
-Why? You... You draw me looking like an old lady! -Ah-ha not at all! -If I wanted to draw you looking old... I would have sketched you... this way... -...Waiyim?
english translation: Last thursday, I went to a job interview as they were looking for a "visual art teacher" in college. It was not the first time I applied for this kind of job in Hong Kong, so I diden't worried. When I arrived, I felt ready and decided to ask for more money. (30 minutes in the waiting room break my enthusiasm) Finally, someone came to get me. ...mister..."charmes" Thank you for coming, so as you already know we are looking for a candidate for the job of "headmaster" of the Artistic Department of all the University's Campus. So, we'll let you introduce yourself and then we will all ask you a few questions... Headmaster? -well-shaved cheeks (look very young) -Cannibal Corpse T-Shirt sticking out from the shirt -Old geek pant ...and? and? Well, I answered their questions, they answered mines, and it was done. You know, this "headmaster job", it's 10% sketching classes and 90% of administrative work. Not really the kind of student's relationship that you like. Hmm... yeah, I guess so. I also think it's time for me to stop wearing my lucky shirt for job interviewes...
english translation: YOP! I just bought Civilization 4! Civ' 4 ? Awesome! Hit it! Right, run setup, let's see... install directX 9 first, click "yes", theeeere.... What the...? A crash? Is it my graphic card? Ok, launch again... I install the game too, so we can play a network game. Doesn't wooooork... Uninstall and re-reinstall... ...If I could only find a "NO-CD"... Wha'.. It starts goin' on y nerves... HOT DOG! No CD run! Times up! 'gotta go, I'll fix it later. See you! Let's see... Begin with "POTTERY", then build "SETTLERS". ...ETABLISHING AN EMBASSY WITH THE ZULUS"? Well, yes... ...PARIS CANNOT SUPPORT THE FORTIFICATION". Errr... More taxes maybe? Ohhhh... I gained access to the "CANNON" units. Goooood... What a jerk! I mixed up orders! Wha'? Gosh! 04:AM Already! Bedtime! Philippe: I WUZ STUKD ON CIV4 TIL 04AM. REACHD PLANE TECH. WHT ABT U? Chuch: REACHD 10 CRASHS. CANT TK IT ANYMOR! Philippe: UR No LUK.
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