Author: ohingpong

今天天氣非常好，我將之視為奇蹟。經過一輪瘋狂的工作以後，仍然是瘋狂的工作。這一刻只想有一個假期，好讓我大旱逢甘露；然後更好的就是上天賜我一架Jeep或是Landrover，好讓我走到遠處看風景，travel on the international curiosity circuit；又或者讓我乘載著楊崢去邊都好。 楊崢令我成了脫了箭的弦、令我成了平原野馬。我無法不承認physiological need是一項動力強大的馬達，我只需要一個離合器就會衝上雲霄。我和Michel Gondry 一樣，在Freud 的ID下，都是男生：「I like girls. They are beautiful with their boobs and bottom and all.」

回憶宮殿裡有點思念 I dreamed of you on my farmI dreamed of you in my armsBut dreams are always wrongI never dreamed I’d hurt youI never dreamed I’d lose youIn my dreams, I’m always strongAnd now the creek is risingAnd all my bridges burntI always dreamed of big crowdsPlooms of smoke and high cloudsBut dreams don’t last […]

I once met a girl,Or should I sayShe once met me.She showed me her room,Isn’t it good?Norwegian wood.She asked my to stay and she told me to sit anywhere,So I looked around and I noticed there wasn’t a chair.I sat on a rugBiding my time,Drinking her wine.We talked until two,And then she said,it’s time for […]

WHAT’S HOT? WHAT’S NOT?I’M TOTALLY OUT OF THE WORLD. ISOLATED.TOO BUSY TO LEARN. FUCK.

thoughts fly;give them a bed;ideas always come before technology;everlast does not last;1% of the ideas happen in mind; 100% of the ideas happen in the finished output; 2-99% of the ideas happen in Moleskine;1 second in the brain, but forever in Moleskine;reproduction does happen in ideas;don’t kill your embroyo;have sex with your ideas;don’t shoot in […]

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星期六的下午，在榕樹下慢步從車站走回家，回家途中，走進金城茶餐廳，坐在那張破舊的綠色皮製椅子上，靜坐在細觀眾生相。看過去在牆上那張過了膠卻依然發黃的餐紙，ABC餐上的腸腸蛋蛋雞扒豬扒，亂中有序，序中有趣。而最後，你叫了一份炸魚薯條飲凍奶茶。有個鬢白的老伯就坐在你前面，徐緩地那出一支煙，點燃它，然後吐出一陣氤氳。現在，走來了一個青年，沒有看過餐牌，他便叫伙計給他來一個B餐凍檸茶。另一個伙計給剛才的老伯來了一杯熱茶，放在他的空碟旁邊。空碟上有些少麵包碎，顯然，老伯已經完成了他的下午餐一段時間，而他並沒有要求多來一杯熱茶，顯然，那伙計只為了給老伯一口甘茶。那是一個會令人感動的動作，但是伙計臉上仍是那副板著的臉。從他們純熟的動作可以看出那處的伙計應該是做了十多載的老伙計。應付潮湧般的人客綽綽有餘。他們的工作性質不是服務性，這從他們的臉孔可看出，然而，他們卻服務得真誠而實際，沒有虛假言詞，又沒有自貶身價，完完全全地用行動告訴大家職業是沒有階級的社會活動。然後，你慢慢的吃著喝著，看著聽著，你告訴自己，夫復何求。

Life is like a library,so many books to read.Life is like a buffet,there are too much to taste.Life is like ‘my favourite’,too many webs for me to browse every one of it.