Trajan!!


I didn't know that font was called Trajan, he does have a point though, it's been on almost every movie.

DailyLit: Read books by email or RSS!!

Awesome find of today!
DailyLit is a website packed with books (paying and free, lots of free ones though). Once you choose a book that you'd like to read, you'll find it divided into installments. You simply subscribe via email or rss. You get to decide the frequency and time of receipt of the feed or email.
So, for the next 217 days, I'll be reading "Don Quixote" :)
The nice thing is I get the big chunky book broken into small daily reads, I love the idea!!

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May be there are no goodbyes

I miss her more than ever. I miss the long talks, the shopping trips, the breakfast outings and the warm hugs.
Although I have many friends, she remains the one shoulder I would like cry on most of the time.
She visited me this morning in a dream. I know she was there and that it wasn't merely a dream. We were at school and she was going to her fate, right after meeting me. I couldn't tell her anything, like in the movies where you're in the past and you can't prevent anything because it will change the future and have consequences. I tried to convince her not to go, that it wasn't necessary but she said she had to, otherwise if she postpones she'll be lazy and never go. With her usual sense of duty and her intact logic, I felt she was really there. I hugged her and told her many times that I loved her.
After all, I just wanted to see her one last time before she goes. Although it has been exactly 5 months since she left, it has been 7 since the last time I saw her.
I was already waking up and we didn't say goodbye yet. Half awake I told myself "there are no goodbyes".
I woke up happy, feeling she was there with me, I was even eager to show her my office, she never visited it.

A weird Axl Rose like character crashed the dream near the end -probably because the alarm clock was playing guns n' roses at the time- he had long reddish hair with some blond and black locks. I asked him if he was of Irish origins and he responded that he was of Griffon origins!!

That was a song she liked, I can't listen to it without remembering her, it's a beautiful song too. Enjoy.
Jean-Jacques Laffont - Le Géant de papier


Paper

A cute video for children produced by National Geogrphics.


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Sadness every summer night

Sadness

He will be in his balcony every night of the summer, deep in his reflections, away from this world. It goes on till three, four or five in the morning sometimes.I can feel his burden but got no way to help.

Moonshadow

Oh very young

She's gone too. My 16 years old second cousin who's been battling for more than a year with cancer. She went to take an exam (thanaweyya 3amma) on sunday and died on monday at night.

This is for Paula and Souza.
Goodbye and good luck on your journey.



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Collage & recycling

Floppy disk notepad. I got the idea from Instructables.com and took it further with some collage on the floppies, filled it with misprinted drafts instead of printer paper, I also changed the place of the loops because I didn't want to drill new holes in the disks.
notepad-front
notepad-back

Tiny binder made from recycling Feb. issue of Live! magazine. Inside it are 2 sheets of sudoku and some misprinted draft paper cut to fit the binder.
Tiny binder - front
Tiny binder - back

Pumping up the volume

The spirit of the earth is feeding from our desires.. it's been said many times, one way or the other, different books, movies ,authors.. So if we keep feeding to this world what we think is fact about this place being hopeless.. I suppose it will be hopeless..
Someone did this video: The day there was no news , it's such a beautiful wish..
However in our 9 o'clock news bulletin on channel one the news will be : “President Mubarak sent a telegram congratulating the World Leaders for their global efforts that lead us to this great day where there was no news whatsoever.. except for this telegram!”

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I have a friend at work, I call him my sunshine. When I do, people make fun of it. He says he's depressive and claims he hates life and human beings, so accordingly they think he can't be a “Sunshine”. But I'll tell you something; if there's a friend who will ask what is it when I seem unusually down, as a coworker very cooperative whenever I have a problem, makes my work easy and always lends a hand, a person you simply can see goodness shining through his heart and eyes. Now if he's not a sunshine, then who is??

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I listen to you and I hurt. Your sound reminds me how much I don't love her and that hurts. I can't blame you, I can only blame myself. You can't imagine how good it is to find someone else to blame for our shortcomings. And I'll keep listening to your music, louder and louder and with every note I will remember that I DON'T LOVE HER. I'll pump up the volume, build up the pressure until I explode and kill my tyrant for good or just.. die instead.

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Sadness has colors too, this has been the sound of my desperation for the past month



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The Axolotl

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This is the cutest animal I saw in a long time.
The Axolotl,it is an underwater salamander. (First saw it on Dark Roasted Blend).