yes, i do believe in magic.

The Bull

Cloud Castle

From The Cloud Appreciation Society's site-
(http://cloudappreciationsociety.org/patti-miller-member-11465/)

Patti Miller, Member 11465, emailed us with the startling news that The Cloud Appreciation Society is not the first society to have been formed purely for the celebration and enjoyment of clouds. During the 1960s in Australia there existed an organisation, founded by Patti herself, called the Cloud Club.

Just like the C.A.S., the 1960s Cloud Club had a manifesto. This was simply “to observe the beauty of the clouds”. It also held weekly meetings in its club house, located in the central western region of New South Wales. According to Patti, this was a “sandy clearing in a wheat paddock, decorated with flowers, interesting stones and broken pieces of china”.

How come the Cloud Club had never come to our attention at The Cloud Appreciation Society? It had never become famous, explained Patti, for three reasons: the internet had yet to be invented as a means of bringing like-minded people together; there was a long drought at the time in that region of Australia making clouds somewhat of a rarity; Patti was 11 years old and the only other member was her little sister. At each meeting of the Cloud Club there was just one point on the agenda. The two of them would lie back, look up and discuss what they saw in the clouds.

Cloudspotting gorilla
http://cloudappreciationsociety.org/cloudspotting-gorilla/

Karni Niwas

From Padma- I wrote this in my journal: our room is like a powder pink dungeon that booms every time we close the door. Guess Where??

The enchanting room of window nook, tiny princess dresser hung on the wall, long stony shelves, the booming door, the electrified lizard by the toilet window; i present the humble cavern that protected from the outside world of cheats and bad men in the pink city.

Kya?

When I brought my grandmother to buy a new radio at the electrics shop nearby:

- Uncle, no need plastic bag. Save plastic bag.
- Tsk, take lah
- No lah no need no need. Save the earth.
- (gesturing at my grandmother) This kind of auntie like plastic bag, can use at home, in the kitchen!
- Save the earth!
- They don't care about saving the earth one
- Aiyah!
- What age already. How many years left on earth only.

My grandmother insists that she tries to save electricity for our horrendous bill (she sometimes wakes up at 2am -not exaggerating- to hobble around with shrek face checking if all the lights are switched off), and also that without the use of plastic bags, you simply cannot keep vegetables and meat properly in the fridge! Then in the kampong days how? Aiyah, we buy groceries everyday! My mother-in-law buys it everyday from the market! One day $2, $3! Buy towgay, buy vegetables, buy fish!

Wah, super fresh.

The Cloud Appreciation Society

Proud member

Cirrostratus fibratus
http://cloudappreciationsociety.org/collecting/shannon-d-moore/

Marry Me
http://cloudappreciationsociety.org/category/member-highlights/

A Clear Midnight

This is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,
Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done,
Thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes thou lovest best,

Night, sleep, death and the stars.

Walt Whitman

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where my dreams wait for me, where that river always flows...?

National Day Weekend

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my favourite Singapore videos

And for anyone who remembers watching this glorious piece of old television in primary school!!!!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g0SCPud1eTY&feature=related

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pmaybe the past, more than the future, keeps us here.

If Not For You / Sab Kuch Milega

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Having gotten tuned to the world of masala chai, clattering honks, gold-trimmed petite-square-sprinkled love-red saris, trains going nowhere, flower earrings, the times of india, pumpkin-orange turbans, twinkling eyes, curly moustaches, lizardy rooms, cold water, rickety buses, grime, rupee laundry, bumblebee-yellow-and-black taxis, dreams, jeera rice, adventure, danger and not missing home, it is now unspeakably odd to start life anew with mrts, clean hawker center seats, my palace-home, the instancy of email, bank accounts, the straits times. Maybe I was in a dream as I thought I'd be, but it felt more real than anything. And isn't real just in the mind? What's real is this: "After spending one million dollars on research, we have found that the number one cause of divorce is marriage" and my very real double-chin-a-shakin' grandmother griping about the neatness of my room with very furrowed tattooed brow, so off I scoot.

Judy Blue Eyes

Food For Love, the company hired to provide food at Woodstock in 1969, made the following estimates for food needed to feed 50,000 people a day for a three-day festival. Figures include: 30,000 loaves of bread, 10,000 packs of marshmallows, 700 kilos of peanut butter, 75,000 litres of milk and over 200,000 kilos of ice.

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37. While most acts revelled in having appeared there, sitar player Ravi Shankar found it a 'terrifying experience' and said the crowd in the mud reminded him of the water buffaloes at home in India.


http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-1204849/Forty-far-facts-knew-Woodstock.html

HE WAS A PUNK, SHE DID BALLET, WHAT MORE CAN I SAY

the Ellygator in my dreams. she wants to be an actress but her father says they have expiry dates so she wants to be a doctor and will have to 'work super super super super hard'.

"Yes, I will take care of the filing today. And no, that can't come off."

Life Signs from Panjim