I wouldn’t know how that feels to be well-known and famous worldwide. If you don’t count my past Google Plus profile’s follower number. I guess that wouldn’t count. The best explanation comes from those who definitely have experiences on the matter, and the best explanation types are with a hint of humor, sarcasm, or, like with Britney Spears, sheer dumbness. Oops…did it again!
“You’re not famous until my mother has heard of you.” – Jay Leno
“Does everyone get a tape of this? I hope you do so you can see me when I’m famous and remember me as this beautiful little girl!”- Kim Kardashian
“I love being famous…It’s almost like being white!”- Chris Rock
“The cool thing about being famous is traveling. I have always wanted to travel across seas, like to Canada and stuff.”- Britney Spears
“There aren’t many downsides to being rich, other than paying taxes and having relatives asking for money. But being famous, that’s a 24 hour job right there.”- Bill Murray
“You know you’re famous when theres rumors of you being gay.”- Jared Leto
“I would have changed my last name if being famous were my goal”- Zach Galifianakis
“Being famous gets me good concert tickets, good tables in restaurants, good seats at sporting events and that’s really about it.”- Fran Drescher
“If you have to explain to someone you’re famous, then you’re technically not that famous.”- David Spade
“A celebrity is any well-known TV or movie star who looks like he spends more than two hours working on his hair.”- Steve Martin
That’s like an entire course (not curse, or intercourse, or curves) on being famous. Nice thing to get wiser with a breakfast and a smile…
I’ll save you from yourself
From those demons of the night
They promise fame and fortune
All that you eagerly desire.
I’ll save you from yourself
From those voices calling you
Sell your soul to evil
Then you’ll be dancing forever.
Credits: Eric Lévi and his group ERA (Award: World Music Award for World’s Best Selling French Album)
Sentence is from the album ERA 2 from 2000. It is the 4th song out of 10 on this spectacular collection of works. Also, IMO, the last good, meaningful and quality work of the group before an inevitable downward-spiral.
Whether it is or not, I am here. With a little colourful (note, UK spelling) report about our town’s (village’s) Village Day, which gave yesterday for everyone the opportunity to socialize even more and know each other better. Despite the fact that everyone knows always everything about everyone else, or, it seems so.
It was a great saturday: a stage with live music, comedy, karaoke contest; cooking everywhere, on many spots outside above open fire; contests for young and old(er-,est), games, great drinks and fun colours. All that in gorgeous summer weather, around 30 C the whole day. All you could see happy people playing around, eating, baking, chatting (gossips for free!). No worries, no hurries. A place filled with joy, organised by the mayor, town hall, in collaboration literally with the entire village! Amazing.
A little photo report (mind the captions!):
What I’ve seen and learned hereby is, great things happen when 1000+ people decide to live and not just exist together, in peace by conscious decision, and don’t give a f…feather about anything else for now.
From all the poems written on the subject of unrequited love, there are so few on the pain of being the object of that affection. The truth is, Hayley, it’s not love on which the strongest foundations are built. It’s the decency of merciful lies.
Another month, another award to be nominated for by a wonderful follower, blogger and friend of my place here, she made obvious many times over: Roda, once again, voted to me kindly. I highly advise, if you haven’t done so already, to visit her beautiful site. Chances are great you will find posts enough for your liking to read away…I know I do.
Many thanks for her, and for the readers and commenters, for the continued support, extremely positive attention, appreciation for the crime I committed by opening in January and by maintaining ever since this blog site. Glad you like it, really glad for, and I sincerely hope I will have you on board for the rest of the year as well as in the next one (if there will be).
No, not a typo, no melanoma. Or melanomamania. Or melanomania-ma. Truly there is here in this village an ongoing melon-mania, though, it is entirely well meant. In the last one week time we received a total of seven pieces of melons. For free, as gifts.
In fact, everyone did receive, it is from the village lead itself and the local store. There is lot this year and gets shared. As villagers told us, also other stuffs get sometimes shared for free, like paprika, tomatoes, potatoes, and so on. Depends on how much there heas been produced and from that hom much is just too much. Over produced items maybe, amount.
That is when greed just has no role, and regularly you find stuffs outside, at your gate, or, you just get such with a visit at your local grocery store, like happened most recently. Accompanied by a smile and fabulous greetings. Warms my heart. And of course I share these kind moments of life with you, just to show you: there is still hope.
I have myself never seen such happening, nor my wife Catherine as she told, we both were surprised, but appreciated the efforts, the gesture. Rather this than hostility of course.