It's not hard getting caught up in all the excitement of the World Cup. I'll admit that I'm not a huge soccer fan. But I've found something that draws me to the game besides the game itself. The fans. Sitting with 20 of my friends tonight and cheering together as we watched France beat Portugal I really felt like I was experiencing an intimate aspect of the French culture. It's so interesting to see how differently each culture reacts to this sport. The melodramatics of the Italians. The stoicism of the Germans. The French pride. I am starting to really enjoy all this world cup hype. So, it's now France vs. Italy in the finals... I hope that we put the Italian melodramatics to a rest once and for all!
Allez les bleus! It is 1:08am and Place d'Italie is like an outdoor party. People dancing in the streets (yelling and singing that I can hear from my apt). Car horns blaring. French flags flying from apt windows. The vibe is outstanding...
This was my commute this morning. The "Macmaniaques" have arrived. This week is the Apple Expo and it's all happening right next door to my office. I have 3 more days of sardine train rides ahead of me. Oh the joy...
*edit* Just did a little investigation on the whereabouts of the Apple Expo and found that it's at Porte de Versailles this year, not Parc des Exposition as it was last year. So, why did I see the woman sitting catty-corner from me (pictured) holding an Apple Expo ticket in her hand. Talk about getting lost! Yikes. So, who are all these people on the train today?
While browsing the DVD shop located in the movie theater at the MK2 Bibliotheque movie theater I ran across these two little finds. First, the first French film I ever saw: A bout de souffle by Goddard. At the time, I spoke not a word of French. I was marked by this film. It intrigued me and made me wonder about the French and their allure and style. I wanted to be Jean Seberg in this movie. I even went as far as to cut my hair like Jean. Now, I own this film and am about to pop it in and enjoy if for the first time sans sous-titres.
And, I couldn't resist when I saw the complete first season of The OC, on sale, of course. Now, let's see what all this hype is about.
**edit** Just watched the first 4 episodes of The OC w/ J. I am enjoying it. Not in love...yet. J on the other hand, LOVES IT! I had stop after the 4th episode due to fatigue and with a work day emminent I've decided to go to bed while J pouts because he wants to keep watching The OC. I think he sees a lot of himself in Seth. I'm actaully intrigued to why he loves The OC so much... He also has learned the opening song by heart and now runs around the apartement singing "Califooooooorniaaaaaaaa!". It's very cute, for now.
Recently I was asked to do a small benchmark of camera phones and their quality to take photos. I decided that I would be a perfect subject for these pictures. :) After taking these photos I realized: I NEED BANGS. The distance from the top of my forehead, my eyes to my lips and then to my chin IS NOT PROPORTIONATE!