Ciao!

Chester and I are wavering in between elation and depression right about now… elation over the Thanksgiving break and the free (sleeping) time we’ll get, but utter depression over the loss of our lovely cast mates! I shall miss all of the Little Shop of Horrors folks terribly! That, and I kind of won’t know what to do with myself anymore.

Well, at least I can get back to blogging more frequently. (My amiga Sav shames me with her adorable, consistent posts!) And I can finally get started on some fun fall/winter projects. I plan on doing some knitting, reading good books, watching good movies, doing yoga, and singing over my mini break! And of course visit some of the nutty relatives coming down for Thanksgiving.

It’s nice to finally get my art on. The other day I was able to finally thank my teachers for writing me letters of recommendation! Cookies (for my English teacher!) and paintings (of Le Petit Prince for my Francais teacher!) are how I roll

War mit dem Prinzen beim Optiker, er braucht eine neue Brille. Hat etwas gedauert mit dem Vermessen, weil er spezielle Gläser braucht (er sieht nur 2D, nicht 3D, das macht aber nichts, weil das schon sein Leben lang so ist und er es gar nicht anders kennt).

Ich bin derweil im Laden rumgegangen und hab mich umgeschaut, dabei auch eine tolle Lese-PC-Brille für mich gefunden, die ich habe zurücklegen lassen. Da muss ich mit meiner jetzigen mal hin und das Vermessungsprozedere durchmachen.

Im Sonnenbrillenständer fand ich ein Exemplar, das mich aus unerklärlichen Gründen nicht nur ansprach, sondern förmlich anbrüllte: Nimm mich, ich bin deine Sonnenbrille!!!!einself!!

Verwundert nahm ich sie aus dem Ständer, guckte nochmal misstrauisch, denn diese Brille ist sowas von überhaupt nicht mein gewohnter Stil, setzte sie auf – sie saß wie für mich gemacht und fühlte sich toll an. Ich schaute in den Spiegel – WOW!

Der Effekt war überraschend und großartig, ich sah einfach toll aus und das Ding machte mit mir irgendso einen sehr schönen Audrey-Hepburn-Hollywood-60er-Jahre-Effekt. Wie auch immer: es war Liebe. WOW eben.

Als der Prinz mit allem fertig war, schleppte ich ihn zu dem Ständer, setzte die Brille auf und drehte mich zu ihm um. Er guckte und sagte: WOW!

Ja, nicht wahr? sagte ich zufrieden, WOW. Das finde ich auch. Drückte dem netten jungen Optikermann das Ding in die Hand und bat ihn, sie mit der Lese-PC-Brille zurückzulegen.

Draußen vor der Tür sagte der Prinz: Also, die Lesebrille ist toll, aber die Sonnenbrille finde ich schrecklich.

Ich guckte ihn fassungslos an. Wieso hast du das nicht im Laden gesagt?! Du hast WOW gesagt!

Prinz, herumdrucksend: Jaaaa… also…  ich hab das ironisch gemeint!

Ja nee, is klar… *seufz* Also, manchmal sind bei uns die Klischee-Mann-Frau-Rollen echt vertauscht. Echt, ey.

(Ich nehm sie trotzdem.)

daqui.

o essencial é invisível aos olhos

- Porque o que conta hoje em dia é apenas a aparência e primeiras impressões, mas, o que realmente interessa, ninguém é capaz de enxergar.

tu te tornas eternamente responsável por aquilo que cativas

- Porque eternamente é uma palavra forte! Forte até demais.

Voici mon secret. Il est très simple: on ne voit bien qu’avec le coeur. L’essentiel est invisible pour les yeux.

Le Petit Prince

- Antoine de Saint-Exupéry -

Fake News
Needs Met, page 03, page 04 (comic | Jon/”Stephen”, Jon/liberal!”Stephen”, “Stephen”/liberal!”Stephen” | R, PG)
Sketched in French (sketchdump | Jon/”Stephen”, liberal!”Stephen” | worksafe)
Fem sketches (sketchdump | Joan/”Stephanie” | mildly NSFW)
All I Ever Wanted (art | MtF!”Stephen” | worksafe)

Hellsing
This Machine Makes Fascists (commissioned art | Doc, a guitar | worksafe)

Hellsing/Risky Safety/Sandman/Bleach/Death Note/Grim Adventures of Billy & Mandy
A Set of Shinigami (art | Walter, Risky, Death, Ichigo, Rukia, Ryuk, Grim | worksafe)

Le petit prince
L’essentiel est invisible pour les yeux (mix | the prince, the rose, the snake, the grown-ups, the pilot, the volcanoes…the whole book)

Next Week in Shine:
Snark, speechifying, and Schroedinger.

On official Little Prince´s web site, In Main page! I will make other coming soon!

www.lepetitprince.com

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No site oficial do Pequeno Principe, na página principal! caramba tô muito feliz com isso.

Em breve espero produzir mais desenhos do Principezinho.

αυτό το πανέμορφο βιβλίο για μικρούς και μεγάλους, μπορείτε να το διαβάσετε εδώ.

]]> http://pfantastic.wordpress.com/2009/10/22/exposicao-o-pequeno-principe-na-oca/ Thu, 22 Oct 2009 20:30:02 +0000 charlinemessa http://pfantastic.wordpress.com/2009/10/22/exposicao-o-pequeno-principe-na-oca/

Começou hoje em SP a Exposição ‘O Pequeno Príncipe‘ na Oca, um dos eventos em comemoração ao ‘Ano da França no Brasil’. A mostra retrata o universo criado pelo poeta e escritor francês Antoine de Saint-Exupéry em 10 mil metros quadrados e mais de 300 peças, com alguns materiais inéditos até na França.

O Pequeno Príncipe já é um velho personagem conhecido por nós, melisseiras, graças a uma das parcerias mais fofas da Melissa. Entre os modelos estão a Night, Beauty, Glam e Rock Princess, além da Adanna, o último modelo dessa parceria na coleção Love Pirates.



Melissas do Pequeno Príncipe: Rock Princess, Beauty, Glam e Night



Adanna + Pequeno Príncipe: parceria na coleção Love Pirates

O Pequeno Príncipe é o terceiro livro mais traduzido no mundo (só atrás da Bíblia e do Alcorão). Foi publicado em 1943 nos Estados Unidos e já vendeu mais de 80 milhões de exemplares entre 400 a 500 edições. Com grande teor poético e filosófico o sucesso do livro se deve, entre muitas outras coisas, ao carisma de seu personagem central.

E essa exposição vem pra comemorar tamanho sucesso com muitas supresas e a promessa de fazer os visitantes entrarem dentro da história.

A primeira surpresa fica por conta do ingresso em forma de passagem aérea. Depois vamos conhecer o mundo do autor desse clássico, onde ele nasceu, o que fez, como viveu, por onde viajou e só então entrar dentro da sua grande obra: ‘Le Petit Prince‘.

A história do livro e do autor são contadas em 15 ambientes, com interação dos visitantes em alguns locais. Na sala “Me desenha um carneiro” o público poderá fazer seu próprio desenho de carneiro, claro!

Uma pulseira encontrada em uma rede, por um pescador marselhês, em 1988 – e que se transformaria no último vestígio que levou as autoridades ao local exato onde Saint-Exupéry desapareceu a bordo do P38 (avião pilotado por ele, em missão durante a Segunda Guerra Mundial, em meados de 1944) estará presente na mostra.

Mas talvez o ápice da exposição seja a abóbada da Oca que foi transformada em espaço sideral, onde é possível subir e conhecer o asteróide B612, lar do doce Pequeno Príncipe.

Também é possível ver desenhos originais de Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, inclusive rascunhos e ensaios do Pequeno Príncipe, além da maior coleção de livros do mundo que pertence ao catalão Jaume Arbones. Todos os livros são as primeiras edições em 60 idiomas diferentes.

Quem gosta de levar lembrancinhas pra casa, pode ficar tranquilo. Na exposição também haverá venda de produtos do Pequeno Príncipe e, ao que tudo indica, de algumas Melissas também.

Pra navegar um pouco mais por esse mundo, confira esses links com imagens da exposição que já foram publicadas em alguns sites: Revista Época, Estadão e Revista Criativa.

Veja também 2 vídeos: Reportagem UOL e cobertura do SPTV.

Exposição “O Pequeno Príncipe”
Data: de 22 de Outubro a 20 de Dezembro
Terça a Sexta: das 9h às 19h / Sábados, Domingos e feriados: das 10h às 20h
Local: Oca – Parque do Ibirapuera – Av. Pedro Álvares Cabral, s/n. – Portão 3
Telefone: (11) 3034-6424
Valor: R$18,00 (1/2 entrada R$ 9,00). Grátis para menores de 3 anos, maiores de 60 anos, público especial e grupos de escolas públicas agendados.
Site: www.opequenoprincipe.com

http://revistacriativa.globo.com/Revista/Criativa/0,,EMI99818-17357,00-O+PEQUENO+PRINCIPE+NA+OCA.html
]]> http://themargaritamix.wordpress.com/2009/10/22/hakone/ Thu, 22 Oct 2009 11:28:00 +0000 Margarita http://themargaritamix.wordpress.com/2009/10/22/hakone/

Wednesdays are our free day here at the JSP program, which gives us a nice break in the middle of the week. Usually I stay at home and study or something, but this week I had a trip to Hakone to look forward too.

Hakone, for those who might not know, is a place about 1.5h train-ride away from Tokyo (to the east), and is famous for its various onsen (hot-springs) and beautiful scenery towards Mount Fuji. My oneesan and I had planned this trip pretty much since I arrived to the house, and so already on Tuesday, I ran off immediately after my Japanese language-class and hurried to Shinjuku to meet up with her. About 1.5h later we arrived in Hakone and took yet another train, which goes zig-zag up the mountain, higher and higher up, only to ride yet another ride – this time a ropeway! This ride took us aaaaall the way up a mountain, and to a place famous for its kuro-tamago (black eggs) and view towards Fujisan.

Ropeway



Fujisan



The famous black eggs – eat one and live 7 years longer! I had 3…

The view was breathtaking, and I was happy to get so close to Mt. Fuji. Some day I intend to climb it! Some day… Soon enough the sun set, and I got tons of nice photos (I need a new camera!). We headed back down and to our hotel for the night, where we quickly jumped in to the onsen and relaxed after a long day. The dinner itself was delicious, and I can’t stop getting surprised every time I see how much these small Japanese people can eat! Where do they put all the food? They’re all so tiny and skinny!!! I’m the one who gets full first of all!

Oyasumi!

The next day we woke up bright and early to get as much as possible from the day. First we met up with oneesan’s friend Kadzumi, who was our volunteer-guide for the day, then she drove us to the 星の王子様美術館 – The Little Prince’s Museum! (Original title: Le Petit Prince) I was thrilled, since my thesis was actually an analysis of that book. A bit strange to end up in a French house and garden though, in the middle of the Japanese mountains…but it was beautiful! Also, they were recording some new Japanese drama there, so maybe I bumped into some famous actors, who knows. Gotta watch the drama when it comes out next month though!

 

Le Petit Prince

After this we headed for lunch at a Chinese restaurant, and again I was surprised at how much these people can eat! How do they do it???

Anyway, next up was the Hakone Botanical Garden of Wetlands, where we spent a couple of hours walking around, looking at the plants and mountains. Very pretty! Must be a thousand times better during spring or summer when there’s more flowers blooming though.

At the botanical garden

Later on we went to Hakone Glass Forest – Venetian Glass Art Museum, where – again – my breath was taken away! Imagine trees made out of metal and glass, and the sunshine sparkling through the crystals, making hundreds of little rainbows! You’ve got to see it!

 

Glass-tree



Italy? Nope, Japan…

At the glass-museum we got treated to cake and tea by a friend of Kadzumi, very nice. There was an Italian duo there, entertaining the crowd, and obviously they spotted the only gaijin in the place…so of course the singer, an old man, had to stroll up to our table, singing, shake our hands, call oneesan and me “bella bella” and ask if I was Italian… Somewhat embarrassing, at least when he was singing to me, but fun.

The Japanese are the only people I know who will make hour-long trips just to go watch the wind blow in the grass at some beautiful place, and I really appreciate it! Since it’s autumn already, there’s not many flowers to watch blowing around, but there is the suzuki (no, not the car!) – a long type of grass that turns white at the top. So of course we went to a place where we could watch this, and at this moment my camera decided to give up, but I did manage to get some photos!

 

Suzuki blowing in the wind



Sunset over the suzuki.

We drove off to a small curry-restaurant right after this, and I had to eat it all, even though I was full since breakfast-time, it was sooo good! If you’re in Hakone, go find Cocoro, awesome little curry-place, tiny, but really cozy, with a really nice and cool owner that takes photos of all his customers and puts on his web-page (damn, I forgot to check it out…)!

On the train back to Tokyo I had to do my homework and try to remember all the words for the vocab-quiz that we had this morning. Everything went just fine, up until I was on the local train back home to Kasumigaseki… Someone had decided that life wasn’t worth living and jumped in front of a train, on my line! Obviously this meant a major delay, and I got home about 1.5h later than predicted. I can’t help but feel sorry for the poor person who jumped and its family…

Anyway, last mid-term exam was today, literature this time. Finally over, for now. Now I have papers to write about exactly how democratic was really the Taisho democracy? Really? Oh man…help…I no nothing about politics, I signed up for the history-course, not the politics one, so whyyyyy is there politics in this??? Gaaaah!!! Gotta finish it by tomorrow so I can go out karaokeing with Janelle and…oh yes…him and his friends…then there’s the plan to go out clubbing in Roppongi on Saturday… Someone please help me write the paper!!!

]]> http://personame.wordpress.com/2009/10/21/985/ Wed, 21 Oct 2009 12:11:43 +0000 personame http://personame.wordpress.com/2009/10/21/985/

Voici mon secret. Il est très simple: on ne voit bien qu’avec le cœur. L’essentiel est invisible pour les yeux . Le Petit Prince

than why is it that my Heart only loves the visible ?. the invisible he forgot how to love .

 

]]> http://zinzar.wordpress.com/2009/10/20/the-words-i-love-from-my-favorite-book-2/ Tue, 20 Oct 2009 03:17:49 +0000 zinzar http://zinzar.wordpress.com/2009/10/20/the-words-i-love-from-my-favorite-book-2/

The little prince asked "What does it mean-'tame' ?"

"It's an act too often neglected," said the fox. "It means to establish Ties"

"To me,your are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys.And i have no need of you.And you,on your part,have no need of me.To you,I'm nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes.But if you tame me,then we shall need each other.To me,you will be unique in all the world.To you,I shall be unique in all the world…"

————————–

———–+ + + ————————–—————
The little prince went away, to look again at the roses.

"You are not all like my rose," he said. "As yet you are nothing.No one has tamed you, and you have tamed no one….."

And the roses were very much embarrassed.

"You are beautiful,but you are empty," he went on. "One could not die for you. To be sure,an ordinary passer-by would think that my rose looked just like you-the rose that belongs me.But in herself alone she's more important than all the hundreds of you other roses:because it's she that I have watered;because it's she that I have put under the glass globe;because it's she that I have sheltered behind the screen;because it's for her that I have killed the caterpillars;because it's she that I have listened to,when she grumbled,or boasted,or even sometimes when she said nothing. Because she is my rose.

————————–—- + + ————————–—

'Goodbye' said the fox. Now here is my secret, very simply: you can only see things clearly with your heart. What is essential is invisible to the eyes.

'It is the time you have wasted on your rose that makes your rose so important.'

'People have forgotten the truth', said the fox. 'But you must not forget. You become responsible, for ever, for what you have tamed. You are responsible for your rose.'

*denoted from"Le petit prince"



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]]> http://madimage.wordpress.com/2009/10/15/all-hallows-eve-ruff/ Thu, 15 Oct 2009 14:06:44 +0000 Thalia Jie http://madimage.wordpress.com/2009/10/15/all-hallows-eve-ruff/



< complete style credits after the jump >



BODY

Skin: LeLutka ~ Eclat in Light Makeup 4 [Dark Brows & Hairbase]

Hair: fascino ~ Gorg in Chocolate

Eyes: Curio ~ Tragic Eyes in Hazel

OUTFIT

Corset: DE Designs ~ Tyran in Black

Ruff: Masquerade Parade Mask Boutique ~ Pierrot 2.0 Neck Ruff [creator JDiva Ophelia]

Skirt: Mimikri hot couture ~ Tulle Skirt

Gloves: Gloves: Mimikri hot couture ~ Gloves in Black

Hose: Glanz ~ Metallic Pantyhose in Silver & Black

Earrings: Baiastice ~ [part of set] Onyx Pools

Bracelet: LaGyo ~ Circus How I’m feeling now bangle

Shoes: Le Petit Prince ~ Sexadoll Pumps in Noir [creator aoimizuno Meili]

Style/Model/Photography: Thalia Jie

]]> http://lafilledepoche.wordpress.com/2009/10/15/la-mia-droga-si-chiama-gregori/ Thu, 15 Oct 2009 00:05:27 +0000 lafilledepoche http://lafilledepoche.wordpress.com/2009/10/15/la-mia-droga-si-chiama-gregori/

volevo solo rendervi partecipi che la mia droga si  chiama  grégori…lo so, torno da un lungo viaggio  in argentina a  breve seguirà un racconto  dettagliato excite permettendo e  vi parlo di un  attore francese, ma lo sapete sono fatta così  comunque, veniamo al dunque…grégori questo  sconosciuto…ammetto che il suo nome non è il massimo, il  suo cognome derangère vi dirà ancor di meno…ma come  molti altri con quell’accento fantasticamente fastidioso e  con quella erre francofona diventa un nome  stupendo…ammetto che il suo cognome vi continuerà a dire nulla…resta il fatto che io amo quest’uomo…da tempo la fille de poche come anche tradisce il suo nome ama l’uomo e gli uomini gallici, sia esso un compagno di studi in inghilterra, sia esso il marito di una ben più nota divetta nostrana, sia esso un regista impegnato nato nei quartieri alti parisiennes, sia esso un compositore bretone, sia esso uncantante – o meglio un chansonnier moderno-, sia esso un regista defunto, sia esso un personaggio di unmanga, sia esso un fiorettista niente male, sia esso l’icona sexy di un intero popolo in salsa 60’s, la fille de poche ama e subisce da sempre il fascino dell’uomo gallico. bene, grégori è un attorino che la fille ha scoperto nel lontano 2004 con un film che essendo l’unico insieme a un altro disperso nella filiera home video disponibile dove il bel marcantonio…o sarebbe il caso di dire marc antoine… – come dannazione si dirà bel figliolo in francese?? – recita si tratta di una bella commedia “bon voyage” che a me ricorda l’erasmus e per cui l’amato gregorio ha vinto un césar, il david di donatello d’oltrealpe. la fille de poche sta addirittura pensando di vedere tutti i film del bel gregorio…a proposito grégori ha un sito, e la fille de poche ha anche pensato di scrivergli chissà per dirgli cosa…ritornando ai film…sarebbe un problema perché la fille de poche fa da tempo finta di conoscere la lingua francese solo per fare la fighetta con gli amici, ma da tempo la fille de poche non è solamente attratta dall’uomo gallico, ma è attratta fortemente da tutto ciò sia francese eccetto…qualche formaggio che le dà un po’ fastidio la fille de poche adoRa la cultura francese, per colpa della madre che l’ha fatta crescere a suon di édith piaf, per via del suo amore per la poesia francese, per il cinema francese, per quel piccolo erede al trono di un mondo fantastico, perché diciamolo avremo dante, l’arte e avremo anche colonizzato i galli tanto tempo fa, avremo anche richiesto 3000 volte la gioconda, ma loro furbetti non ce l’hanno mai data indietro – come diremmo noi così francesemente a reggio e chiamali fissa – ma la moda, i profumi li condividiamo con loro…e almeno in una cosa i francesi vincono a man bassa…in permettetemi il francesismo…in charme, la parola è francese ci sarà un motivo….

una fille de poche con gli occhi a cuoricino…vi lascia con una pioggia di grégori dérangère, greg mi faresti un piacere…come sgaggio si scrive il tuo nome…così lo uso nel mio MASH, quel gioco stupido che si faceva alle medie…casa, villa, capanna…etc











 

 

 

 

 

citando “sixteen candles”…

“And a big Trans Am
in the driveway

with a ribbon around it.

And some incredibly gorgeous

guy that you meet in France.

And you do it on a cloud
without getting pregnant
or herpes.
I don’t need the cloud.
Just a pink Trans Am
and the guy, right?“

Sixteen Candles, John Hughes 1984


almeno oggi…allez les bleus!

Bisoux,

la fille de poche

(originally posted on: 15/01/07 – modified on 15/10/09)

]]> http://lakritzundschokolade.wordpress.com/2009/10/11/der-kleine-prinz-global/ Sun, 11 Oct 2009 18:11:08 +0000 Lakritz und Schokolade http://lakritzundschokolade.wordpress.com/2009/10/11/der-kleine-prinz-global/

Amazigh? Alur? Ladin-Badiota? Tajik?

Nie gehört? Ich auch nicht. Das sind alles Sprachen, in die das berühmte Buch Der kleine Prinz übersetzt worden ist.

Ich wusste, dass es ihn in sehr vielen Sprachen gibt und ich liebe ja alles, was mit Fremdsprachen zu tun hat, aber da gibt es etliche, von denen ich nie gehört oder gelesen habe.

Auf dieser Seite hat ein unermüdlicher Mensch netterweise mal die weltweiten Titel des Kleinen Prinzen zusammengetragen. Sehr interessant!

(Hatte keine Ahnung, was meiner Sammlung alles noch fehlt, bin geplättet.)

]]> http://lakritzundschokolade.wordpress.com/2009/10/02/im-universellen-auto/ Fri, 02 Oct 2009 08:37:32 +0000 Lakritz und Schokolade http://lakritzundschokolade.wordpress.com/2009/10/02/im-universellen-auto/

Ich weiß ja, ich bin ein Nerd. Und eine Auto-Legasthenikerin.

Vor kurzem hat jemand aus unserem weiteren Bekanntenkreis sich zu seinem Ruhestand einen Lexus gekauft. Der Prinz wollte das mit mir erörtern (“Boah, ein Lexus!”), scheiterte aber daran, dass ich gar nicht wusste, wovon er sprach.

Gestern wurde der Name des Bekannten erwähnt und ich fragte den Prinzen:

“Ist das der mit dem Nexus?”

(Konnte den nachträglichen Lacher leider nicht mit dem Prinzen teilen, weil der keine Ahnung hatte, warum das lustig war.)

]]> http://mascaviar.wordpress.com/2009/10/01/la-caida-de-saint-exupery/ Thu, 01 Oct 2009 16:10:16 +0000 caviargirl http://mascaviar.wordpress.com/2009/10/01/la-caida-de-saint-exupery/

Siempre hay algo terriblemente conmovedor en la caída de los aviadores, alas efímeras, Ícaros todos que como criaturas del aire desprendidas de su elemento nos revelan su fragilidad en la caída. Pero ninguno como Antoine de Saint- Exupéry, autor de Le Petit Prince (El Principito), porque con él viajaban la poesía, los baobabs y las rosas.



Durante años pudimos soñar en la magia que envolvía la caída en el Mediterráneo del avión Lightning P-38 que pilotaba Saint-Exupéry un 31 de julio de 1944. Se especuló sobre si se trataba de un suicidio, de un accidente o del resultado de un combate aéreo. La única certidumbre que parecía quedar era de que perdió la vida (o fingió perderla) en la misma región imposible donde siempre había anhelado establecerse: entre el cielo y la tierra. Hasta que en 2008 apareció Horst Rippert, un alemán  que durante la II Guerra Mundial fue un as de la Luftwaffe.



Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

La resolución del misterio venia anunciándose años atrás. En 1988 un pescador encontró entre sus redes una pulsera de oro con el nombre del escritor grabado. Dos años más tarde se localizaron los restos del que se suponía era su aparato, suposición que quedó confirmada tres años después, cuando un submarino rescató los restos del fondo del mar y se pudo comprobar el número de serie del avión y constatar que se trataba del mismo que había despegado del aeropuerto corso de Borgo pilotado por el piloto y escritor francés a quienes sus compañeros de colegio llamaban “Pique-la-lune” por su naricilla respingona y su talante soñador. Pero cuando Hans Ripper, piloto de Messerschmitt Bf-109 anunció que era el responsable de la muerte de Saint-Exupéry, “Lo abatí yo”, con el tono de quien reconoce que en su inconsciente adolescencia mató a un ruiseñor a pedradas… Pareció que se esfumaba la magia. “Todo ocurrió cerca de Toulon. Él volaba 3.000 metros más alto que yo, que estaba efectuando una misión de reconocimiento. Vi sus insignias tricolor y maniobré para instalarme a su cola y derribarle” explicó Rippert a Luc Vanrell y Jacques Pradel, autores del libro Saint-Exupéry, l’ultime secret.

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry con sus hermanos (segundo por la derecha), de niño -¿dejó nunca de serlo?-

Pensar en una desaparición del piloto tan bella como la de su propio Principito era una esperanza, un sueño que anidaba en los corazones de sus más apasionados lectores/as (me sumo). Aunque era sabido que su mirada a través del cristal de la carlinga no era la de un sanguinario cazador, sino la de un hombre que se fijaba en el sol, en el viento, en las estrellas, en la disposición de las nubes y en las extrañas formas que éstas adoptaban. Inventaba historias, soñaba. No albergaba demasiadas esperanzas sobre su futuro. Cuando el depredador alemán lo encontró sobre el Mediterráneo, no tuvo más que colocarse a su espalda y apretar el disparador de sus cañones. Una presa fácil. Súbitamente arrebatado del cielo, Saint-Exupéry cayó, su Lightining P-38 se convertia en una estrella fugaz que siseaba hasta fundirse con el mar.

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

En Piloto de guerra Saint-Exupéry ya afirmaba “Acepto la muerte. No es el riesgo lo que acepto. No es el combate lo que acepto. Es la muerte. He comprendido una gran verdad. La guerra no significa la aceptación del riesgo. No significa la aceptación del combate. En ciertos momentos, no significa para el combatiente más que la aceptación pura y simple de la muerte”.

O Principiño. Ilustración de Antoine de Saint-Exupéry. Edición traducida al gallego.

Quizás, aunque su muerte no fuera ni tan heróica ni tan poética como se esperaba, en la mente de muchos de nosotros, Saint-Exupéry, “el niño que soñaba con ser aviador o el aviador que se empeñó en seguir siendo niño” (Carmen Martín Gaite), se encuentra en un planeta lejano donde encierra todas las noches una flor bajo un globo de vidrio y donde vigila bien a su cordero.

P.S: Gracias Arc por regalarme la versión en gallego: O Principiño. La leí y terminé ayer por la noche y me fascinó leer a Saint-Exupéry en esta lengua.

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Eine gewisse Person in unserem Haushalt (nicht ich!!!) hat Handtücher mit Weichspüler gewaschen.

Jetzt sind sie labberig und nehmen kein Wasser mehr auf, die Haut bleibt feucht und die Handtücher fühlen sich eklig an.

Die gewisse Person sitzt am Computer, gestaltet eine Martinskarte für das Bonner Münster und weiß angeblich von nichts.

Buäh.

(Kennt noch jemand das Lenor-Gewissen?)

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Is that a baguette or are you just really happy to see this list? (I had to go there).  The Ladies of the Seasonally Prepared Boyfriend Committee took a break this past summer because well, let’s face it! Who could top Spring’s one and only, Mr. Andrew Hung? Summer was more for those flings, living carefree, and maybe even lowering the bar. However, school is back in session and so are we! We compiled a list that only an Autumnal French or French inspired boyfriend could meet. As you know, we only want the crème de la crème.

1) Just because summer is over doesn’t mean the outdoor fun has to come to an end. No sir! We love playing outside as much as les enfants! We like our guys to be well rounded individuals. Men who appreciate the simple and finer things in life . In this case, rolling down hills into giant piles of fallen leaves! After we have splashed our way into the heap, our guy thoughtfully brings the leaves back into a pile so that we may once again roll on in.

2) Rolling around in leaves can sure work up an appetite! What would Fall be like without pie? Luckily for us, we never have to find out. Chocolate pecan? Pumpkin? Apple cinnamon? Ladies and Gents, we don’t call him prepared for nothing. He made sure to bring the whole team along with some of his homemade apple cider from his private apple orchard. (Yes, we love apple cider so much that it made it onto another list!)

3) The French really love their vacation time and so do we! What’s better than sailing along the French coast to Portugal? Sailing along the French coast in an enchanted boat filled with twinkle-light adorned trees surrounding a tepee! As if this trip wasn’t magical enough, he brought his dream piano! This baby is a rarity, just like our boyfriend. This piano composes the most beautiful dreams that light up the night sky.

4)  It’ll be getting chilly out, which means time to bundle up!  Luckily, he carries around an extra scarf that he made himself from his own herd of sheep! Talk about keeping it local and organic!

5)  No list would be complete without the low-down on facial hair.  Last time, the ladies and myself were quite fond of the clean shave and we even accepted a creepy molestache.  This time around, we are looking for a full on mustache WITH a twist.  We aren’t talking about the twisted ends that you create with some product.  That would be a crime against all mustaches sacred and dear!  We want the natural twist at the ends!  A little something we can get our fingers on. Our thoughts if you have a beard this season?  You are jumping the gun my friend! It’s like eating dessert before dinner.  In the words of Disaster Experiments very own Kyle Sennish: “Our love and friendship will only grow over the years, like the beard of a wise man, our love will be full and flowing.”

6)  Achoo! Looks like it’s sniffles time. Good thing notre garçon is immune to everything ranging from chapped lips to the swine flu. Even though he might be immune, we unfortunately are not.  Thankfully, homeboy carries an embroidered handkerchief so we may wipe our nose and chapstick.  Bless his heart!

7) We love flannel.  We do, but we want a little more this time. Lovely cardigans made by his truly with elbow patches please!

Let’s finish up this list with a few toppings:

-Professional whistler! Our petit ami can carry a tune when it comes to “L’Alouette” and “Frère Jacques”. He also has no problem hailing down a cab.

- Scooter with a sidecar.  The sidecar is definitely not for us.  It’s actually for this guy:



Yes, in France even the dogs smoke.

- Boo! Halloween is just around the corner, mais ne t’inquiète pas!  Ours truly is an expert when it comes to carving jack-o-lanterns.  We will be celebrating Halloween at a haunted house near the French Riviera.  As for costumes, he is going as Sherlock Holmes and the dog as Watson.  Who doesn’t love a good mystery?

- Homemade caramel crêpes at midnight!

- Portable puppet theater that he takes to children’s hospitals to cheer the little ones up.  Of course there is a little monkey that plays the cymbals!  What do we look like amateurs?

Well, creating this list over some delicious fro-yo was definitely not easy!  However, Sanita, Emily and I did it once again!  Here he is folks:



Mr. Mos Def himself!  You may be asking yourself how is he French or French-inspired?  Mos Def has 2 children from a previous marriage and 6 other children with three other women.  What could be more French than that? Not to mention, how he stole our hearts in “Be Kind Rewind” and “Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy”.

As for runner up, we gots ourselves a tie between:



Le petit Prince and Luke Lalonde!  How could we not choose these two?  With songs like “Foxes Mate for Life” and “Little Garçon” it was a pretty easy decision.  Plus, Luke’s name is French!  As for Le Petit Prince? No explanation necessary.

Here is a little treat for your ears from Magic Magic called “French Song”:

(This live version is a little intense, but if you get a hold of the song from off their album, it’s pretty good!).

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