The Olive Grove (2)

Olive Grove, by Vincent van Gogh

They would say no angel came.

Why angel? What came was night,
moving indifferently amidst the trees.
The disciples stirred in in their dreams.
Why an angel? What came was night.

The night that came was like any other,
dogs sleeping, stones lying there—
like any night of grief,
to be survived till morning comes.

Angels do not answer prayers like that,
nor do they let eternity break through.
Nothing protects those who lose themselves.

New Poems

Stop Hunger Now Benefit

Great fun, Great Music, Great Cause!

Trinity United Methodist Sanctuary, 4PM April 10

Daily Thoughts 3/31/2011 (Poetry, Adult Summer Reading)

"Le premier livre des cachets, marques et monogrammes" (inside title page, p. vi)by George Auriol (Paris: Librairie centrale des beaux-arts, 1901)

Daily Thoughts 3/31/2011

This morning, I spent a little more time reading The Wise Man's Fear. 

Today, I checked the displays, updated the Twitter account, and spent a little bit of time making sure that the display for old photographs of the library was in order.  I also put up a display for National Poetry Month which is in April.  On April 14, 2011 we are doing a Writers Networking event from 6:30-8:00 p.m. focused on poetry.  I also picked out a few poems for the Poem In Your Pocket event on April 14, 2011.  http://www.poets.org/page.php/prmID/409

We had a meeting this afternoon focusing on summer programming.  We are going to have an Adult Summer Reading program.  I am thinking about two events for the program, a Scrabble hour, and a Lunch Hour Book Chat where we talk about books which we are reading.  This is part of a program where we sign up people to read books.  At the end we have a celebration where we raffle off a gift basket and some books for people who participated in the program.  Last year The Friends of the Library helped us with this.

This afternoon, I printed up some more flyers for a few programs in the library.  I also spent some time typing the paper surveys into the computer.

Distância

Distância, é difícil conviver com ela, ver as pessoas que você mais gostava se distanciando , se afastando, é complicado.
Algumas distâncias vem para o bem, serve para nos ajudar a desapegar das pessoas, por mais doloroso que seja.
Estou vendo a distância de coisas, pessoas, sonhos, de amores, estou vendo tudo se afastando, mas o que posso fazer, se é pra ser assim que seja.
Cada dia que passa, estou convivendo mais com a distância, estou aprendendo.
Dizem que se alguma coisa algum dia realmente foi seu, ela nunca vai embora, ela volta. será verdade? Amigos voltaram? Amores? Sonhos?
Tudo questão de tempo, mas o tempo não anda ajudando, ele está dando força a distância, que está separando o que eu mais gosto de mim.

Thank You: The Tom Collichio 'Wichcraft Book Giveaway Edition

As I stated last week I wanted to do a couple of giveaways to say "THANK YOU" to all of the visitors who have stopped by Bob Out. This weeks giveaway is Tom Colicchio's cookbook, 'Wichcraft'

With acclaimed restaurants located across the United States, and a high-profile job as head judge of the hit show Top Chef, Tom Colicchio is one of the best-known chefs and personalities in the culinary world today. His popular chain of ’wichcraft sandwich shops is known for crafting sandwiches with high-quality fresh ingredients prepared to Colicchio’s exacting standards. And since the first ’wichcraft opened in 2003, diners can’t seem to get enough.

In ’wichcraft, Colicchio shares the shops’ secrets with step-by-step recipes for all their best-loved offerings. You’ll learn how to create new classics like Roasted Turkey with Avocado, Bacon, Onion Marmalade, and Mayonnaise, and Sicilian Tuna with Fennel, Black Olives, and Lemon; and elevate basic cold cuts through imaginative combinations like Smoked Ham with Avocado and Butter, and Salami with Marinated Cauliflower and Bitter Greens. Routine staples are refashioned into unforgettable meals, like Onion Frittata with Roasted Tomato and Cheddar, and Slow-Roasted Pork with Red Cabbage, Jalapeños, and Mustard. ’wichcraft is stuffed with sandwiches like these, and many more, that will add something special to both your lunchbox and your life.

With 100 full-color photographs, recipes for pantry items including dressings and condiments, and a host of sandwich cookies and ice cream treats to round out your meals, this is the book to get a little ’wichcraft magic going in your own kitchen.

If you would like to win this cookbook simply leave a comment on this blog and you are entered.

The winner will be drawn from a hat(LITERALLY) next week.

Congratulations to last weeks winner.....

David @ Pen To Page

David, please send me an email with your address to robertga99@yahoo.com and I will get your prize out to you. Thanks!

Bob Out

The Olive Grove (1)

 Olive Grove, by Vincent van Gogh

He went out under the grey leaves,
all grey and indistinct, this olive grove,
and buried his dusty face
in the dust of his hot hands.

It has come to this. Is this how it ends?
Must I continue when I'm going blind?
Why do you want me to say you exist
when I no longer find you myself?

I cannot find you any more. Not within me.
Not in others. Not in these stones.
I find you no longer. I am alone.

I am alone with everyone's sorrow,
the sorrow I tried to relieve through you,
you who do not exist. O unspeakable shame.
Later they would say an angel came.

New Poems

Shit happens

Oh yes it does.

I'm livin' on a prayer baby...

Daily Thoughts 3/30/2011 (The Wise Man's Fear)

[Main Reading Room under construction in the Library of Congress Thomas Jefferson Building]
Shows circular central desk and reading room desks.  Date Created/Published: [between ca. 1880 and 1896]

Daily Thoughts 3/30/2011

I finished watching Star Wars yesterday and started watching The Empire Strikes Back.  They have a very different feel to them than when I first saw them. The story is very basic.

I also have been reading more of The Wise Man's Fear by Patrick Rothfuss.  It has a beautiful quality to it.  The fantasy has elements of intrigue, romance, games, music, and poetry.  It is not swords and sorcery.  The story is quite sophisticated.

I’m a piece of art

This Monday the IB3 art students opened up their final art exhibition in school so of course I had to go check it out. A couple of weeks back, my friend Lisa had shocked me by telling me that she was working on a piece in which I was the object. I didn’t believe it at first, but then she said that that piece was going to be in the exhibition so I could go see it with my own eyes. And I did. And it really was me. I have a piece of art that is of me! :D

She got inspired by my profile pic on Facebook

Lisa ♥

Another one of her pieces

Shill-pill :)

My favorite piece from my friend Tarane's works...So beautiful

Hump Day Hunk: Chad White

A model and one of the most lickable guys I think I've ever seen....

CHAD WHITE

Happy HUMP Day!

Bob Out

The Last Supper

Olive Trees with the Alpilles in the Background

by Vincent van Gogh

They are assembled around him, troubled and confused.
He seems withdrawn,
as if, strangely, he were flowing past
those to whom he had belonged.
The old aloneness comes over him.
It had prepared him for his deep work.
Now once again he will go out to the olive groves.
Now those who love him will flee from him.

He had bid them come to this last meal.
Their hands on the bread
tremble now at the words he speaks,
tremble in sudden silence
as a forest does when a gun is fired.
They long to leave, and they will.
But they will find him everywhere.

Book of Images

Engraçado não é?

Como é engraçado como destino trabalha,se encarrega tira pessoas de nossas vidas, talvez seja aquelas amizades que iria nos decepcionar, ou pessoas que iriam nos machucar.

Hoje pode ser que eu fique triste, chore, mas sei que amanhã não sentirei mais nada, passará, como tudo na vida.

Pessoas entram para nos dar uma lição, estou vendo a lição a ser aprendida: a tentar ser o máximo possível eu, ser útil, e aprender a não acreditar muito no que as pessoas dizem, muitas vezes dizem coisas para te agradar, mas aquilo não é verdade não passa de uma grande mentira.

Não sei mais se posso confiar nas pessoas com a mesma freqüência que confiava, que posso gostar de uma pessoa por detalhes que ela tem, já que a mesma já me decepcionou algumas vezes.

Ok, não estou bem, pois estou vendo que amigos amigos mesmo, tenho poucos, e amor, esse sim me irrita, pois acabou, simplesmente sumiu.

Musica de hoje:

Pessoas e Pessoas, complicadas mas pessoas

As vezes nós paramos para pensar, vemos que pessoas cada dia menos se conhecem, que todos estão virado para sua própria vinda, apenas fofocando da vida aleia , vemos que aquelas  pessoas que mais eram importantes para você, te abandonaram, te esqueceram. Aquelas pessoas que te dizem que você é amigo, que nunca vai te esquecer, foi tudo da boca pra fora.

Realmente percebemos, que pessoas, são apenas pessoas, mentem, te enganam, te fazem de tontas, ou apenas mudam de opinião. Vemos que amigos são aqueles que se importam com você, te procuram, querem realmente fazer parte da sua vida, ter histórias para contar, histórias que aconteceu com vocês.

Seria falta de tempo para querer saber de você?

Cadê aquelas pessoas que te disseram que não iam te abandonar? Que sempre iriam lembrar de você? É elas simplesmente esqueceu, ou, já não se importa mais com você.Você foi uma fase, uma amizade passageira, uma pessoa que tanto faz, tanto fez, logo você, que lutou por aquela amizade, procurou a pessoa, insistir na amizade.Não digo de uma pessoa, mas sim de varias. 

Pessoas que eu dizia ser uma das mais importantes para mim, simplesmente me esqueceu, me trata como se fosse passado. É pecado gostar de um amigo? É pecado procurar uma amiga?

Percebemos, que amigos, realmente sobram poucos....

Hoje EU  percebi tudo isso, apenas acordei para as amizades...

Cansei de ser feita de trouxa das pessoas, de todas quererem que você se preocupe com os problemas deles, e eles nem ligarem para o seu.

Dread and Bliss

 

Sorrow, 1882, by Auguste Rodin

Art Institute, Chicago

The person who has not, in a moment of firm resolve, accepted—yes, even rejoiced in—what has struck him with terror—he has never taken possession of the full, ineffable power of our existence. He withdraws to the edge; when things play out, he will be neither alive nor dead.

To discover the unity of dread and bliss, these two faces of the same divinity (indeed, they reveal themselves as a single face that presents itself differently according to the way in which we see it): that is the essential meaning and theme of both my books (The Sonnets to Orpheus and The Duino Elegies).

Letter to Countess Margot Sizzo-Noris-Crouy

April 12, 1923

Sunday night in Grand City !

	Spent sunday night with friends and Egi in Grand City

          

Spent sunday night with friends and Egi in Grand City

Play with Egi & Rima at Playzone

And I met Jeff. His innocent face makes me more and more fall in love with baby. 

Daily Thoughts 3/28/2011 (library photographs, The Wise Man's Fear)

Book jacket with engraving of E. T. A. Hoffmann, Lebens-Ansichten des Katers Murr, third edition, Berlin 1855, volume 2. The title is nearly identical to that of the 1st edition; the jackets of both volumes are identical besides the caption “Erster Band.” and “Zweiter Band.” The engraving showing the learned tom cat Murr is based on an original design from Hoffmann. Hoffmann also gives a description of exactly this picture in his preface to the 1st volume.

Daily Thoughts 3/28/2011

I read some more of The Wise Man's Fear this morning.  I like that the main character was a student at a university for magic.  It adds a nice touch of intrigue.

This morning, I put up some photographs of the library from the local history room in the rotunda.  We house different exhibits in the rotunda.  I also put in a few banners which explain what the photographs are.  We have scanned in a number of the photographs and the senior clerk who works with computers is captioning them right now on Flickr.  It is very interesting to look at.

I also updated the Twitter account, entered some surveys and checked the displays this morning.  This afternoon, I checked on the gift books.  There was one I added.

I placed a hold on the novella, The Alchemist by Paolo Bacigalupi; it is part of a book with another novella, The Executioness by Tobias Buckell.  I also placed a hold on a short story collection, Metatropolis edited by John Scalzi.  The Desert of Souls by Howard Andrew Jones also looks execellent.  It is a story set in the 8th century middle east.

The graphic novel, Richard Stark's Parker The Outfit adapted by Darwyn Cooke came in for me to read.  Richard Stark was a pseudonym for Donald Westlake when he was writing his hard boiled crime novels.  The previous Richard Stark graphic novel, The Hunter won the Eisner Award in 2008.

I took a few minutes to look through the Mount Vernon Public Library Anniversary Calendar 1896-1946 which has a number of captions describing photographs we are planning on showing on Flickr.  The calendar was produced for the fiftieth anniversary charter of the Mount Vernon Public Library by the University of the State of New York, March 18, 1896.

I cry

Every night I find it so hard to sleep

Cause I keep thinking of you

And these feelings from deep

Oh baby I try to hide all these feelings for you

I keep them all out of sight

I don't know what else to do

So I cry

But nobody hears me I cry

It's my only solution I cry

To all this confusion I cry

With all of my heart I cry

Sometimes I wonder in the blink of a night

Would you be waiting to love me

Would you give it a try

I don't know how it's to show you

That I'm not good be real

I'll be eternally faithful

Forever I feel

No one can tell me that I may be wrong

Cause I know in my heart

This feeling still running strong

Can't get you out of my head

Can't get you out of my heart

Can't get you out of my life

No matter it fell apart

I Bought A New Car!

I bought a new car and it's a HYBRID! Take take oil prices!

I had been looking at trading my car for a used Prius. I love the Prius but they are very pricey...even for a used one. I was sitting in the Toyota dealership about to buy a 2007 used Prius with high mileage. The salesman was filling out my credit application and I suddenly just felt it was not the best move for me. I told him I was sorry and left the dealership. I decided I would just keep my SUV and deal with the gas prices.

When I pulled out of the dealership I saw a 0.9% financing at the Honda dealership so I pulled in on a whim and decided to see what kind of Hybrids they had. I discovered the 2011 Honda Insight and fell in love. This is a sharp car with a Hybrid engine very similar to the Prius. The best thing? This car gets GREAT gas mileage...over 40mpg in both City & Hwy! This 2011 Honda Insight was just $3,000 more than the 2007 Prius with high mileage. Two hours later I was driving off the lot with it and I love it! These are pics I found online. I would have taken personal pics but it's been raining so much here in Georgia that I haven't been able to get any good pics...but I will soon!

This is the color I got...Crimson Red

I love the interior....sooo cool!

Bob Out

talking to the moon

I know you're somewhere out there
Somewhere far away
I want you back
I want you back
My neighbors think
I'm crazy
But they don't understand
You're all I have
You're all I have

Chorus:

At night when the stars
light up my room
I sit by myself

Talking to the Moon
Trying to get to You
In hopes you're on
the other side
Talking to me too
Or am I a fool
who sits alone
Talking to the moon

I'm feeling like I'm famous
The talk of the town
They say
I've gone mad
Yeah
I've gone mad
But they don't know
what I know

Cause when the
sun goes down
someone's talking back
Yeah
They're talking back

Chorus:
http://www.elyricsworld.com/talking_to_the_moon_lyrics_bruno_mars.html

At night when the stars
light up my room
I sit by myself
Talking to the Moon
Trying to get to You
In hopes you're on
the other side
Talking to me too
Or am I a fool
who sits alone

Talking to the moon

Do you ever hear me calling?
Cause every night
I'm talking to the moon
Still trying to get to you

In hopes you're on
the other side
Talking to me too
Or am I a fool
who sits alone
Talking to the moon

I know you're somewhere out there
Somewhere far away

Life's Other Half

Rilke, artist unknown

I am not saying that we should love death, but rather that we should love life so generously, without picking and choosing, that we automatically include it (life's other half) in our love. This is what actually happens in the great expansiveness of love, which cannot be stopped or constricted. It is only because we exclude it that death becomes more and more foreign to us and, ultimately, our enemy.

It is conceivable that death is infinitely closer to us than life itself. . . .
What do we know of it?

Letter to Countess Margot Sizzo-Noris-Crouy

Epiphany, 1923

Daily Thoughts 3/27/2011 (The Wise Man's Fear)

Ishiyakushi  Print shows an elderly traveler or monk reading banners hanging above a watering trough; his hat is on the ground behind him. Date Created/Published: 1804.

Daily Thoughts 3/27/2011

I am taking a little break this weekend.  Right now, I am reading The Wise Man's Fear by Patrick Rothfuss.  I am also watching the original Star Wars trilogy on video.  I am enjoying reading The Wise Man's Fear.  The book is on the Locus Bestseller list as well as the New York Times Bestseller list.  It is fantasy. Most fantasy books do not make it there.

WTF *what the flood

hello baby!

Long time no see ya. I'm so fckin busy with school things. A week ago, I was having a final test for graduation of 9th grade students. 2 school subjects each day. That's why, I was filling my day with study study and study. And  next week will be the beginning of hell. Each day will be fill with UAN subjects, they are : physics, math, biology, indonesian language, and english language and I'M ALREADY BORED WITH THOSE SUBJECT. But the fun fact is, everyday I'll go home earlier than before !! Hallelujah!

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THE WORST SURABAYA SHOPPING DAY EVER

Guess what, actually today will be my shopping day in Surabaya. But then, my car turned back to Bojonegoro because of a FLOOD in the way to Gresik. WTF is that ?! Shit. That thing ruined my day! Many people said that, the flood is caused by embankment burst (tambak jebol). Fak fak fak !! Bego amat ya itu orang yang buat tambak, masa bisa2nya jebol sampe airnya masuk ke jalan besar segala ?! Kalo ga bisa buat tambak yang bener ga usah buat tambak deh, daripada ngerugiin banyak orang -.-

Finally, I went home with empty-hands. No shopping bag, and there's no change in my wallet. I bought NOTHING. Great. Actually, I planned to go to Lenmarc. But just because of that shit fcking damn flood, my plan all cancelled. NULL. And next Saturday, I MUST go to Surabaya no matter what happen! I need refreshing! 

But, today just can't be end like that. Okay, I don't care what you guys gonna say that I'm using my mom as my first model of my first outdoor photoshoot. Yayaya, I know I'm so bad at photography. I know I can't capture things properly. I know I'm bad at using focus. But yeah, that's a beginner is, and I'm a beginner ;)

There are so many photos of my mom in my folder. I just choose the best 2 off all in my opinion, and if I upload all of them, my mom will get GROARR and just take away my beloved Sony Alpha55 :p And I think I'll use this concept for my next photoshoot with someone. You'll see after I upload her photos haha. Why I use the same concept? Because, I can't find a great location and I can't go anywhere because it's exam-days. Poor me --

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Just learned how to screenshot in iPhone. These are my apps and some background officially from iPhone :D

and @babyjdrewbieber mentioned me with her super lovely #imagine tweet using my username as a 'character' in it. Look how sweet is it! ♥

okay, got nothing to post anymore, see ya!

Remembering

Rodin drawing a Cambodian dancer

Marseille, 1906

And you wait. You wait for the one thing
that will change your life,
make it more than it is—
something wonderful, exceptional,
stones awakening, depths opening to you.

In the dusky bookstalls
old books glimmer gold and brown.
You think of lands you journeyed through,
of paintings and a dress once worn
by a woman you never found again.

And suddenly you know: that was enough.
You rise and there appears before you
in all its longings and hesitations
the shape of what you lived.

Book of Images

Há uma diferença

Sim, há uma diferença entre amor e apego.Apego é aquela "coisa" que aparente ser amos, que você não consegue viver sem o outro, se você está em um cômodo da casa e a outra em outro, você pergunta onde está. Isso é confundido com o amor, cada vez mais, as pessoas pensam que estão amando, mas na verdade estão super apegados na pessoa, e acaba sendo paixão, mas não amor.
Fico irritada, um casal que começou a namorar ontem e mal se conheciam, dizem hoje que se amam, que não vivem sem o outro, que um é tudo para o outro. 
Realmente, quando você ama uma pessoa, você quer estar com ela, quer que ela seja sua metade, seu romance, mas apego chega a ser doentio. Cada vez menos as pessoas amam e dizem que amam, dá pra entender?
Quando alguém me diz que ama, primeira coisa que me vem a mente é perguntar quanto tempo, ai sim posso pensar se é amor ou não.
Pessoas confundem amar a pessoa com amor estar com a pessoa, chega a ser cômico se não fosse trágico.

Saturday’s Eye-Candy: Alex Pettyfer

Yeah, just because he is my newly discovered hottie, he deserves to be Saturday’s Eye-Candy.

If I wouldn’t have watched that ridiculous movie Wild Child last weekend I never would have known who this dude was…

From I Am Number Four

He doesn’t only have the a pretty face, he just happens to have an Australian surfer’s body too…Me want a piece of that. ^^

I Am Number Four

Last night it was time to hit the movies again after what? Like a year’s pause?? Haha, it’s true. I don’t go to the movies that often actually but yesterday it was the premier of I Am Number Four starring my newly discovered hottie, Alex Pettyfer. Soooo, how could I possibly miss that? ^^

Me & Bianca last night ♥