2007-09-29

A perfect day for autumn

Golden leafs dancing with a wind on a pavement in a rhythm of mum's "blessed brambles". The sky. The trees shaking off worthless gold. The sky. And random white clouds. Changing frames in my eyes still in the tempo of the same song. Then I listened to the whole album of this fabulous Icelandic band. And again. There was still some kilometers till Vilnius, so I switched to energetic The Killers' "Sam's town" album.
A perfect day for a random trip to anywhere. It was not very random this time. I decided to take a look how other people are performing their poetry ( very ambitious word here too:) ). Well, I'm not sure if word "performing" is the best here, but the meaning is that, you have to be good not only at writing stuff but also at expressing it verbally. About 100 "weird" people in one place, mumbling something for themselves or trying to get attention loudly expressing themselves. Few I know, a lot has changed in this community. It's natural process. First thought: so many females and about 20% males. I guessed right, that the favorite ones in the contest will be males. At least they really did better. Another thing I noticed, to win in such contest, the perfect way to perform is by creating drama, pretending to be mad, angry, crazy. Of course, that way you show more emotions, but on the other hand - is this the only way? Isn't there possibility to draw attention by being calm and reserved? Well, probably writing people are a bit crazy then:)
And again the sky. Just in different shade. And getting darker. Changing with small villages and forests by a music of "Draumar um kalt sommer" till I get home.
A perfect day for autumn.

2007-09-22

getting old

Seems like I've been really busy and a bit lazy with this blog. No, I didn't forget.
"So, what's new?" one may ask. Well...
I've been "playing a photographer" for a couple of weeks with a "cheap" dslr and kit lenses(it's not that bad as it's nikon's). Dslr was not that cheap, actually, but a lot cheaper than those for professionals. Playing a photographer is not that easy when you want to take pictures of not only architecture or nature. Problem is, I'm not a paparazzi-type of person which dares to shoot everyone. And not so many volunteers I can find now. But besides all those moral barriers I have to overcome, I really do like 10 Mb sized pictures (though my hard drive doesn't like that).
According to death clock, I'm gonna die at 79. And next week there will be about 2/3 of that time left to live. To be honest, I don't believe those internet calculators and don't really count my left seconds to live(not because too much of them left). On the other hand I'm turning 25, and that number scares me. Of course, those who are 30 or more may are laughing at me now. I know, I would be laughing too. It seems like it's time to start being serious. Someday, I'll have to. I don't have plans for 5 years a head. All I have is only dreams and ideas and no knowledge when they'll come true. And I don't want to start living by a tight schedule 24 hours. I don't say that my life is that chaotic and unpredictable. Probably, it's is too much calm. And that round number is reminding me - yes, you are really getting serious (though, I won't admit it). Yes, it's time to do something crazy!

2007-09-04

orange ball religion

Basketball is a religion in Lithuania. And missing religion's rituals is not the best behavior. But what to do if you can't take part because of more serious reasons???
I got 32" tv set, 3 lcds, 1 laptop and super slow internet. I can watch 3 tv channels, but none of them airs basketball matches. Best thing I can do is "watch" basketball match on internet in written form and observe the score. But this is even worse than reading about the fact in the newspaper - here you can skip all the details and just read the result. While "watching" the match on internet is as reading a very long article where you can't skip to the end and find out the result. No drama, no emotions.
Just like sitting behind the arena door and waiting while someone comes out and tells the score.