<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687</id><updated>2011-11-01T19:55:21.481-07:00</updated><category term='[stardust memory]'/><category term='Quotes'/><category term='events/games'/><category term='[星塵記憶]'/><category term='cm'/><category term='scams_to_avoid'/><category term='Films'/><category term='HeyJude'/><category term='pic.'/><category term='Encouragement'/><category term='OwnWriting'/><category term='Fwd.'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>stardust memory [星塵記憶]</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-5349706918926252855</id><published>2011-10-26T16:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T16:45:13.289-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fwd.'/><title type='text'>Fwd.: No one trips over a large mountain...</title><content type='html'>No one trips over a large mountain. It's you finally found yourself bravely walk thru. the path of little pebbles, you found yourself climbed thru. a mountain.&lt;br /&gt;-source unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you can't find inner peace within yourself, you not gonna find anywhere else"&lt;br /&gt;-Source Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sit in it, be in it, &amp; be with it" -Jennifer Aniston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our definition of Fail is very limited, it often means You Failed, You Suck.  It should be more than that.  It should mean you're not afraid of losing, losing your relatonship, losing your friend, losing everything you got by staying truthful, you know?"&lt;br /&gt;-Interview of Jennifer Aniston in Feb. 2006 GQ British Edition&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-5349706918926252855?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/5349706918926252855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/10/fwd-no-one-trips-over-large-mountain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/5349706918926252855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/5349706918926252855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/10/fwd-no-one-trips-over-large-mountain.html' title='Fwd.: No one trips over a large mountain...'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-1500897756326862200</id><published>2011-10-26T16:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T16:44:07.880-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fwd.'/><title type='text'>Fwd.: Tuesday with Morrie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A52mbf7pHrY/TqibMA3iaqI/AAAAAAAACrY/kaM8hEtB1EU/s1600/TuesdayswithMorrie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" width="139" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A52mbf7pHrY/TqibMA3iaqI/AAAAAAAACrY/kaM8hEtB1EU/s320/TuesdayswithMorrie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Work like you don't need the money;&lt;br /&gt;Love like you've never been hurt;&lt;br /&gt;And dance like no one is watching."&lt;br /&gt;-Morrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-1500897756326862200?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/1500897756326862200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/10/tuesday-with-morrie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/1500897756326862200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/1500897756326862200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/10/tuesday-with-morrie.html' title='Fwd.: Tuesday with Morrie'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A52mbf7pHrY/TqibMA3iaqI/AAAAAAAACrY/kaM8hEtB1EU/s72-c/TuesdayswithMorrie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-886092571151654466</id><published>2011-09-09T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T17:07:39.818-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[stardust memory]'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Encouragement'/><title type='text'>current count...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--PO3a48QTy8/TmqpQlIAQsI/AAAAAAAACqE/nHWRIjZhAWM/s1600/p1_thumb.ichiro.ap.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" width="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--PO3a48QTy8/TmqpQlIAQsI/AAAAAAAACqE/nHWRIjZhAWM/s320/p1_thumb.ichiro.ap.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY! ICHIRO SAYS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're on deck,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gNBydARQ_oM/TmqpZxs7B5I/AAAAAAAACqM/fQvNNdl12tU/s1600/ichiro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" width="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gNBydARQ_oM/TmqpZxs7B5I/AAAAAAAACqM/fQvNNdl12tU/s320/ichiro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cnsIBsoR35Q/TmqpjV1KIgI/AAAAAAAACqU/HBESXblrsO0/s1600/ichiro_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="201" width="220" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cnsIBsoR35Q/TmqpjV1KIgI/AAAAAAAACqU/HBESXblrsO0/s320/ichiro_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current ball count... 3Xw down, 2X to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-89isc-TtQsQ/Tmqpq9WNUiI/AAAAAAAACqc/tudChJjaFZw/s1600/ichiro2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" width="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-89isc-TtQsQ/Tmqpq9WNUiI/AAAAAAAACqc/tudChJjaFZw/s320/ichiro2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenbaide!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DcvKaixkYN4/TmqpwkFREGI/AAAAAAAACqk/HnTp2dbOpEs/s1600/ichiro5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" width="106" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DcvKaixkYN4/TmqpwkFREGI/AAAAAAAACqk/HnTp2dbOpEs/s320/ichiro5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run, Run, Run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EN8irpcH7NA/Tmqp4IxIKjI/AAAAAAAACqs/6spqcob_W-g/s1600/ichiro08.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" width="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EN8irpcH7NA/Tmqp4IxIKjI/AAAAAAAACqs/6spqcob_W-g/s320/ichiro08.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5BhSUtxMw/TmqqBWoLsII/AAAAAAAACq0/0iMmR5GuKJk/s1600/a_ichiro_vt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" width="144" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5BhSUtxMw/TmqqBWoLsII/AAAAAAAACq0/0iMmR5GuKJk/s320/a_ichiro_vt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-886092571151654466?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/886092571151654466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/09/current-count.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/886092571151654466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/886092571151654466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/09/current-count.html' title='current count...'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--PO3a48QTy8/TmqpQlIAQsI/AAAAAAAACqE/nHWRIjZhAWM/s72-c/p1_thumb.ichiro.ap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-7749808912092553274</id><published>2011-08-02T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T09:35:11.210-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Films'/><title type='text'>Film: Country Strong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QYmNhzoTQ_0/Tjgm6UXxNZI/AAAAAAAACo8/W9Pj-hyCWYQ/s1600/country-strong-cover_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QYmNhzoTQ_0/Tjgm6UXxNZI/AAAAAAAACo8/W9Pj-hyCWYQ/s320/country-strong-cover_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly Canter: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"If you see me getting smaller, I'm leaving, don't be grieving, just gotta get away from here. If you see me getting smaller, don't worry, and no hurry, I've got the right to disappear."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-7749808912092553274?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/7749808912092553274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/08/film-country-strong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/7749808912092553274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/7749808912092553274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/08/film-country-strong.html' title='Film: Country Strong'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QYmNhzoTQ_0/Tjgm6UXxNZI/AAAAAAAACo8/W9Pj-hyCWYQ/s72-c/country-strong-cover_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-5867365815182468538</id><published>2011-06-27T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T09:34:47.067-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Films'/><title type='text'>Film: That's what I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Human dignity + Compassion = Peace&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mr. Simon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wKdeItPZ_C0/TgjAsdWjbyI/AAAAAAAACok/cW2DGhzw0Ew/s1600/thats_what_i_am_review.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" width="135" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wKdeItPZ_C0/TgjAsdWjbyI/AAAAAAAACok/cW2DGhzw0Ew/s200/thats_what_i_am_review.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-5867365815182468538?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/5867365815182468538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/06/film-thats-what-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/5867365815182468538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/5867365815182468538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/06/film-thats-what-i-am.html' title='Film: That&apos;s what I am'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wKdeItPZ_C0/TgjAsdWjbyI/AAAAAAAACok/cW2DGhzw0Ew/s72-c/thats_what_i_am_review.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-6500704984755623861</id><published>2011-06-19T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T17:15:31.249-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OwnWriting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[stardust memory]'/><title type='text'>[stardust memory]it's a brand new chapter without you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gPlHaQ39Z0s/Tf_hSBxKWII/AAAAAAAACm4/MMaUFTjUCQU/s1600/kramerbord.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" width="144" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gPlHaQ39Z0s/Tf_hSBxKWII/AAAAAAAACm4/MMaUFTjUCQU/s320/kramerbord.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a brand new chapter without you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgot how many days after...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the struggle seems pointless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cry as before the death of superman, from the words to his son, just as you were speaking to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a brand new chapter without you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I burst into tears in front of V. the other night,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recalls every min. I share with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the little boy on the ocean rock, cries for help in the middle of dark night, you always there before I fall, offers the hands that I know I can fall on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sweet omelet breakfast you have for me during mom's away-business trip, like the two left-out Kramer vs. Kramer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stubborn nature refuses to lose any kind-of games,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the brave heart that fights like a kendo fighter that fights till the last drop,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you took me to the sandy beach, as run away to the ultimate escape of nature. that pic. of me point to the camera, as if calling you one more time, 'look dad!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promised that I'll forever walk like a man,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promised that I always fights as how you taught me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, I saw that little boy of myself calling you one more time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I burst into tears again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you, dad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original Post:&lt;a href="http://redcometchar8.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-brand-new-chapter-without-you.html"&gt;[stardust memory08032006]it's a brand new chapter without you...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-6500704984755623861?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/6500704984755623861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/6500704984755623861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/6500704984755623861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_19.html' title='[stardust memory]it&apos;s a brand new chapter without you...'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gPlHaQ39Z0s/Tf_hSBxKWII/AAAAAAAACm4/MMaUFTjUCQU/s72-c/kramerbord.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-736498698614328636</id><published>2011-06-18T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T17:23:50.639-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fwd.'/><title type='text'>Fwd.: SEIKO - LUKIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;SEIKO - LUKIA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/iGHABRZGmO8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/iGHABRZGmO8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember that was the first watch you gave me, I wear it thru. my high school time, thru. the rain, thru. the many places &amp; goal I ran after... just like the video, that broken Sekio watch still in my mind, never stop,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks, dad!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-736498698614328636?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/736498698614328636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/736498698614328636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/736498698614328636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_18.html' title='Fwd.: SEIKO - LUKIA'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-6583755375213299087</id><published>2011-06-17T14:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T14:08:06.293-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fwd.'/><title type='text'>Fwd.: Seasons...</title><content type='html'>Seasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a man who had four sons. He wanted his sons to learn not to judge things too quickly. So he sent them each on a quest, in turn, to go and look at a pear tree that was a great distance away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first son went in the winter, the second in the spring, the third in summer, and the youngest son in the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they had all gone and come back, he called them together to describe what they had seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second son said no it was covered with green buds and full of  promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third son disagreed; he said it was laden with blossoms that smelled so sweet and looked so beautiful, it was the most graceful thing he had ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last son disagreed with all of them; he said it was ripe and drooping with fruit, full of life and fulfillment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man then explained to his sons that they were all right, because they had each seen but only one season in the tree's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told them that you cannot judge a tree, or a person, by only one season,and that the essence of who they are and the pleasure, joy, and love that come from that life can only be measured at the end, when all the seasons  are up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you give up when it's winter, you will miss the promise of your spring, the beauty of your summer, fulfillment of your fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest.&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge life by one difficult season.  Persevere through the difficult patches and better times are sure to come some time or later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-6583755375213299087?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/6583755375213299087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/06/fwd-seasons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/6583755375213299087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/6583755375213299087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/06/fwd-seasons.html' title='Fwd.: Seasons...'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-8920874146939714604</id><published>2011-06-16T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T14:10:35.375-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fwd.'/><title type='text'>Fwd.: 發脾氣的病根─己</title><content type='html'>Thanks to good friend, S. Chen's fwd message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;發脾氣的病根─己&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;發脾氣，是一個普遍的難處，容易發脾氣的人真不少。但是我們必須承認脾氣的難處是最淺的，按理應該在一信主以後就解決，不是等到十年八年之後纔發自己有一個不能約束、不能管理的脾氣。為甚麼有這麼多的人發脾氣？為甚麼脾氣的問題有許多基督徒還沒有解決？這個問題如果不能答得好，我們就沒有法子作好基督徒。我們必須明白一個人為甚麼容易發脾氣，我們纔知道怎樣解決這個難處。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;脾氣的問題是相當大的問題，可是你去讀新約聖經，連脾氣兩個字都找不到。我們所認為最普通的病，在聖經?並不注意牠。甚麼緣故？因為脾氣不是一個病，乃是一個病狀。病和病狀是兩件事。一個人盲腸發炎，是一個病；他的熱度升高，是一個病狀。因為有病，纔有病狀。如果只醫病狀而不醫治病，那沒有用。暫時叫熱退了，可是病還在，等一等熱度又回來。發脾氣不是病，乃是一個病狀。因此我們要去尋找那一個病根。病根尋到了，自然不發脾氣。病沒有了，病狀自然也沒有了。我們要看見，脾氣是病狀，不是病根。我們把脾氣當作病，就走錯了路，怪不得就沒有法子對付牠。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有多少弟兄說，羅馬六章十一節在他身上發生困難，都是因為脾氣的緣故。羅馬六章十一節說，當算自己是死了；但是，許多人應用這節聖經時發生難處。正在發脾氣的時候，許多人趕快來背羅馬六章十一節：我是死了；我如果是死了，就不能發脾氣。但是，沒有用。羅馬六章十一節，不是為著拯救病狀，乃是為著拯救病。你把牠放在病狀上，沒有用。你發脾氣時來算自己死，還是發脾氣；就是不發在外頭，也發在?頭。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到底一個人發脾氣的病根在那?？有一個簡單的答覆：所有的發脾氣都和我們的己發生關係。人如果沒有對付自己，而想對付發脾氣，那是找錯了地方。所有的人發脾氣，都是因為他的自己。他的那一個己是他的病，脾氣不是他的病。乃是因為人有了這一個己的緣故，所以人纔有這一個脾氣。人的自己如果在神的面前受了對付，自然而然他的脾氣就過去。所以聖經?面注意己，不注意脾氣。己的問題能解決，脾氣的問題自然能解決。己的問題沒有解決，發脾氣的問題就自然不能解決。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;說到己，我們在這?稍微題起幾方面：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第一，有的人是非常主觀的。主觀的人必定是充滿了自己的人。甚麼事情都有他自己的主張，甚麼事情都有他自己的看法，他認為他的看法不會錯，他的主張不會錯。不只，並且他心?一直要貫徹自己的主張，一直要貫徹自己的意見。他經不得攔阻，他經不得波折，他經不得拆毀。他的意見必須成功，他的主張必須作到底。那一天如果有人不贊成他的主張，不照著他的意思作，他的主觀受不住這一個，結果呢，發脾氣，大發脾氣。弟兄姊妹，你如果一直注意你的脾氣，你總歸醫不好這一個病。這一個病是在你的主觀上，這一個病是在你堅固的意志上，這一個病不在你的發脾氣上。當你自己的主觀被破碎，意志、看法受了傷的時候，你在主面前說，『主，這是你作的事，我服。』你就怎麼能發脾氣？如果你有一個主張被打斷了，就跪下來說，『主，這是你的事。主，這是你的作為。』你還向誰發脾氣呢？你沒有發脾氣的可能。脾氣所以出來，乃是因為我們要貫徹自己的主張，乃是因為我們要貫徹自己的意見。我有這一套的方法，非貫徹不可，自己要衝出來，然後脾氣纔發生。沒有一個人能彀發脾氣，如果他的己是已經受了對付的。發脾氣的根源是在自己。&amp;# 20320;花工夫來對付發脾氣，卻忘記了對付己，這是愚昧的事。人一信主就得打破自己。我的自己在主面前不值得保守，我的自己在主面前不值得留戀。就是被人打岔，有波折，有磨煉，如果沒有自己，就自然而然不發脾氣。　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第二，有的人發脾氣是因為他自命不凡，自己把自己看得很高，把自己看得了不得。換句話說，驕傲。所有驕傲的人都不只自己看自己高，並且還要別人佩服他，也看他高。沒有一個驕傲的人看自己高而能彀滿足的。驕傲的人絕不能因著自己說自己好而滿足，驕傲的人要別人也說他好纔能滿足。換句話說，驕傲的人的自己絕不停留在自己身上，驕傲的人的自己要達到別人身上，要每一個人都佩服他，要弟兄姊妹都高抬他。如果來了一個弟兄，還沒有發現他的『價值』有多大，還沒有知道他是何等『緊要』的人，還沒有領會他『屬靈的地位』是何等高，還沒有覺得他的『了不得』，這可叫他難受，他就發脾氣了！脾氣從那?來？是從驕傲而來。人發脾氣是因為驕傲。弟兄姊妹，除去了你的驕傲，就除去了你的脾氣。你想除去你的脾氣，而不除去你的驕傲，這是不可能的事。脾氣的根乃是驕傲。你如果在神的面前是一個謙卑的人，你如果看見被人笑話，被人輕視，被人毀謗，都是聖靈的管治，就接受這一個管治說，『主阿，你總是為著我的好處，這一切的事臨到我，都是為著對付我的驕傲。主，我謝謝你藉著這些事給我造就，』你就不會發脾氣。這樣，就是有一個弟兄在那?沒有&lt;br /&gt;順服你，傷了你的地位，你覺得你不應該驕傲，並且你覺得你應該受傷，你就不會發脾氣，反而會對主說，『主，你對付我的驕傲是對的。』你學習認識主的手，就不會發脾氣。弟兄姊妹，發脾氣不是一個病，你若對付你的發脾氣像對付病一樣，你就沒有法子對付你的發脾氣。你要學習在主面前倒下來說，『主，任你怎樣作都行。』你把你自己撇在一邊，肯捨己，肯對付自己，你就要看見，這些日子好像沒有力氣發脾氣，沒有意思發脾氣，脾氣在你身上就失去牠的能力。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第三，在高抬自己中，有一種意念，就是別人都不應該和自己一樣高。只盼望自己升上去，不盼望別人升上來；只盼望自己得著，不盼望別人得著；看見別人失敗就快樂，看見別人成功就不快樂，這一種意念是嫉妒。不只在屬世的事情上是如此，在屬靈的事情上也是如此。驕傲的人，看見弟兄失敗會快樂，看見弟兄站住反而不快樂。這一種態度是最低下的，沒有第二個態度比這個更低。人如果喜歡別人跌倒，這和撒但的態度一樣，撒但是喜歡人跌倒的。何等可恥，如果神的兒女竟然有了撒但的感覺！看見弟兄跌倒，他不會難受，反而快樂，這是最低下的感覺、最卑賤的感覺。有這種感覺的原因在那?？原因是要高抬自己。他盼望在他四圍的人都跌倒，讓他一個人升得高。弟兄姊妹，一個認識神的人，是盼望自己升得高，也盼望別人升得高。一個不認識神的人，盼望自己升得高，卻不盼望別人升得高，甚至盼望別人跌下來，好叫自己顯為高。這一種感覺是最低下的感覺。許多脾氣的來源，乃是因為心?面有嫉妒。你若是一個高抬自己的人，今天你遇見一個人比你作得更好，升得更高，你就生氣。嫉妒叫我們發脾氣。當我們忘記去對付嫉妒，而去對付脾氣的時候，永遠不能成功。我們必須把嫉妒從我們心?拔出來，纔能不發脾氣。嫉妒的心如果仍然在你?面，你的脾氣是會一直發作的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第四，有的人，他的自己表現在另外一方面─自愛，自己愛自己。哦！在這麼多人當中，他所最愛的是他自己，他所最注意的是他自己，他所最寶貴的是他自己。他喫，最要緊的是為他自己；他住，最要緊的是為他自己；他睡的地方，最要緊的是為他自己。一切和人生有關係的事物之中，最要緊的都是為他自己。他盼望他的利益能彀更多，他盼望他能彀更舒服，他一切的思想都是圍繞著他的自己。他注意他自己，他寶貴他自己。所以，一遇著叫他不舒服的，他就發脾氣。許多人發脾氣是因為自愛受了傷。因為他愛自己是那麼多的緣故，他捨不得自己受一點虧，他捨不得自己受一點痛苦，他捨不得自己受一點難為。有人在甚麼地方傷了他自愛的心，叫他有一點不舒服，叫他受一點虧，叫他受一點難為，他就冒火了，他就大發脾氣。一個人在神的面前受了教訓，知道說，我是為著主活在地上，我是靠著神的恩典活在世界上，不是靠著自愛的心；是祂的恩典，不是我的自愛；是祂憐憫我，保守我，我纔能彀生存，能彀站立。那麼，就是有許多理由可以叫他生氣，他也不生氣。因為他那自愛的心已經受了對付。弟兄姊妹，盼望你能彀看見，所有的脾氣，都是產生於自己。自己如果沒有受對付，脾氣必定在我們身上。沒有一個人自己沒有受對付，而能盼望停止他的發脾氣。沒有對付過己的人，他的脾氣要一直在他身上。　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第五，有的弟兄姊妹愛自己到了一個地步，只顧自己的事，只對自己的事有興趣，對於別人的事一點興趣都沒有，根本不願意幫助別人。他所有的行為、所有的思想，都是把自己當作中心。他是最重要的，他的事是全世界最重要的。他所想的是為自己，他所作的是為自己，他所忙的是為自己，他一直是為著自己，就沒有餘剩的工夫為著別人。甚麼人來找他找得多了，他就覺得厭煩，他的脾氣就出來了。因為他所有的活動都是把自己當作中心，他沒有對別人表同情的心。他愛自己愛到一個地步，沒有工夫與別人表同情。他為自己忙到一個地步，沒有能力來忍受別人的痛苦。許多人的脾氣，都是因為人來侵犯了他以自己為中心的愛，所以就覺得討厭，就覺得煩，就急，就氣。任何脾氣的根都在人的自己?面。如果我們不把自己當作中心，能對人表同情，能學習愛人，就自然而然人打擾我們的時候，我們不覺得麻煩，不會發脾氣。我們覺得幫助別人乃是有興趣的事，我們覺得幫助別人乃是事奉神。所以我們千萬不要光去對付脾氣，因為病根不在這?。要對付那個病根纔有用。人的己如果受對付，脾氣的問題就解決了。己的問題解決得越清楚，脾氣的問題也解決得越清楚。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第六，有的人，他不只愛他自己，他還有另外一種的愛，他愛東西，他愛錢財。有一種人，他對於物質的東西從來沒有得拯救，錢在他身上是寶貝的，物質在他身上是寶貝的，各種的東西在他身上都是寶貝的。他的自己乃是愛東西的自己、愛物質的自己，這一種人的自己是表現在愛東西上。今天碰著一個人來，把他的東西打翻了，把他的東西打破了，把他的東西遺失了，他就大發脾氣。因為在這?傷了他的自己，傷了他愛東西的心，他就不能不大發脾氣。他發脾的原因是在他自己的?面，不是在別人的身上。比方：你用你的手去敲一塊木頭，這是甚麼聲音？這是木頭的聲音。你再去敲牆壁，這是甚麼聲音？這是牆壁的聲音。你去敲玻璃，這是甚麼聲音？這是玻璃的聲音。你的手是一樣，你的敲也是一樣，但是所發出來的聲音不一樣。那一個是木頭，牠就發出木頭的聲音；那一個是牆壁，牠就發出牆壁的聲音；那一個是玻璃，牠就發出玻璃的聲音。各種東西的聲音不同，乃是由於各種東西的性質不同。外面的現象乃是告訴我們這個東西的性質是甚麼。我們的脾氣是在我們自己?面，不是在環境?面。如果我們在?面沒有自己，環境並不能叫我們發出脾氣來。人發脾氣是因為?面有自己。?面有自己，所以一碰見合式的環境，脾氣就出來。環境並不能叫你發脾氣，環境不過叫你把?面所有的脾氣發出來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;總而言之，脾氣乃是從人的己?面出來的。無論是誰發了脾氣，都是因為他這一個自己有某一方面沒有受對付。可能有很多方面沒有受對付，或者有一方面特別沒有受對付。所以，發脾氣的問題有沒有解決，乃是看他的己在神的面前受的對付有多少。他的己受的對付越清楚，他脫離脾氣也越清楚。他的己受的對付不清楚，他的脾氣就老是在那?。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們不要愚昧的只去對付我們的脾氣，我們要記得，己的問題比脾氣還要深得多。己沒有受對付，脾氣永遠對付不好。當我們學習俯伏的時候，一面是得著光照，叫我們看見我們的己是甚麼情形，一面也是神的憐憫，在環境?給我們許多的安排，天天都有許多事情臨到我們。當這些事一件一件來到的時候，我們如果在神面前有一點學習的話，我們就會低下頭來對主說，『主，你所安排的是最好的，你這樣對付我的己是最好的，我服，我接受。』你就看見你的脾氣發不出來。你如果不認識主的手，好像無知的騾馬不認識主人的手，以為這是人，以為這是環境，你的眼睛一直看人，一直看環境，你不平的意念就起來，你焦急的心意就起來，你在那?抵擋，你在那?不服，你在那?就生氣。一個人不對付自己，而一直想對付脾氣，那是沒有用的。要看見會發脾氣的根是在自己身上。一個基督徒發脾氣，乃是對於聖靈的管治不接受的表示。一個基督徒發脾氣，乃是對於聖靈的管治、聖靈在環境上的安排不滿意的表示。要學習接受聖靈的管治，學習把自己擺在一邊，看見自己的沒有用，就自然而然把脾氣解決了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當我們一信主，就得解決脾氣這一個問題。我們不應該留著這一個問題，等到作基督徒多少年之後纔來對付。我們作基督徒的人是應該捨己的人，不應該主觀，不應該驕傲，不應該嫉妒，不應該自愛，不應該專顧自己，不應該愛錢財。我們要看見，我們的己要拒絕；也要看見，一切臨到我們身上的事，都是聖靈的安排，為著我們的好處，所以要學習接受。我們不要對付脾氣那一個病狀，要對付那一個病根。你總不能對付一次發脾氣，而不對付己。總歸脾氣在那?，己也在那?。你不能推說，你的性情是急的，所以會發脾氣。你不要以為性情慢的人不發脾氣；他還是發他的脾氣，不過另外一個樣子就是了。有己，就有脾氣。弟兄姊妹，要不發脾氣，就得對付你這個己。你對於你的己蒙了光照，你就會脫離你的脾氣。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-8920874146939714604?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' 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/&gt;連臨走的kiss都那麼身不由己,&lt;br /&gt;現在的哪個風,哪個雨又在哪裏?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;風和風在風城的相遇,&lt;br /&gt;希望遠方的妳一切都好,&lt;br /&gt;下一次的交會,&lt;br /&gt;會是劃過哪個沙,哪個塵?&lt;br /&gt;但願再一次無憂的陪伴,&lt;br /&gt;再一次瘋狂的飛翔.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-4777924966178839076?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/4777924966178839076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/4777924966178839076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/4777924966178839076'/><link rel='alternate' 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Roosevelt</title><content type='html'>"Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To handle yourself, use your head; to handle others, use your heart." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— Eleanor Roosevelt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-7247111645953299944?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/7247111645953299944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/06/fwd-many-people-will-eleanor-roosevelt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/7247111645953299944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/7247111645953299944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/06/fwd-many-people-will-eleanor-roosevelt.html' title='Fwd.: &quot;Many people will...&quot;, -Eleanor Roosevelt'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-224607791222164021</id><published>2011-05-14T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T20:16:51.384-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fwd.'/><title type='text'>Fwd.: The Follow</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ZC54UdwCk4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ZC54UdwCk4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You remember this commerical?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~how many night you see the moon travels thru. the night cloud with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~how many night you're completely sober next to your crash of the night? or vice versa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~how many night your sorrow betrays you from the shadow of your black eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gotta be my favorite from one of my favorite directors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that soundtrack, that lighting, that line-"if you lost her, just keep moving,&lt;br /&gt;and hope for the best..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Out at the open,distance is subjective. If you not willing to see what's out there, you really shouldn't be there at the first place."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that sinful sentiment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-224607791222164021?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/224607791222164021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2007/03/fwd-follow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/224607791222164021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/224607791222164021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2007/03/fwd-follow.html' title='Fwd.: The Follow'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-2143725842259548345</id><published>2011-03-18T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T12:00:30.034-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fwd.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Encouragement'/><title type='text'>Fwd.: 雨ニモマケズ by 宮沢賢治</title><content type='html'>不要輸給雨 不要輸給風 也不要輸給冰雪和夏天的炙熱 保持健康的身體 沒有貪念 絕對不要生氣 總是沈靜的微笑 一日吃四合的糙米 一點味噌和青菜﻿ 不管遇到什麼事 先別加入己見 好好的看　聽　瞭解 而後謹記在心不要忘記 在原野松林的樹蔭中 有我棲身的小小的茅草屋 東邊若有生病的孩童 去照顧他的病 西方若有疲倦的母親 去幫她扛起起稻桿 南邊如果有人快去世的人 去告訴他：不要害怕 北方如果有吵架的人們 去跟他們說：別做這麼無聊的事情了！ 旱災的時候擔心的流下眼淚 夏季卻寒流來襲 不安的來回踱步 大家說我像個傻子 不需要別人稱讚 也無須他人為我擔憂 我， 就想當這樣的人啊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kizuna311.com/"&gt;雨ニモマケズ by 宮沢賢治&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-2143725842259548345?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/2143725842259548345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/03/fwd-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/2143725842259548345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/2143725842259548345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/03/fwd-by.html' title='Fwd.: 雨ニモマケズ by 宮沢賢治'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-5324276581110639210</id><published>2011-03-17T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T13:06:36.983-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fwd.'/><title type='text'>Fwd.: You Can Help Japan : STOP HAMAOKA and TOKAI Nuclear Power Plants Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://yumikikuchi.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-can-help-japan-stop-hamaoka-nuclear.html"&gt;You Can Help Japan : STOP HAMAOKA and TOKAI Nuclear Power Plants Now!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-5324276581110639210?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/5324276581110639210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/03/fwd-you-can-help-japan-stop-hamaoka-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/5324276581110639210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/5324276581110639210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/03/fwd-you-can-help-japan-stop-hamaoka-and.html' title='Fwd.: You Can Help Japan : STOP HAMAOKA and TOKAI Nuclear Power Plants Now'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-8127544227738597929</id><published>2011-03-05T09:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T09:39:52.650-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Films'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OwnWriting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[stardust memory]'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HeyJude'/><title type='text'>[stardust memory]Blue Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KcgG2RIMBcY/TXFrFmaBF9I/AAAAAAAACes/dHgG4APJpTQ/s1600/temp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="178" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KcgG2RIMBcY/TXFrFmaBF9I/AAAAAAAACes/dHgG4APJpTQ/s320/temp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that girl in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blue Valentine&lt;/span&gt; wears an ILLINOIS t-shirt sitting in a med school lecture hall at NYC for even just half a sec is still too surreal for me, maybe it was years ahead we already see the mundane &amp;amp; ephemeral of love, we both ran away. yes, like the boy says, 'some song com'es on, you just have to dance', their song was this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aZUm2Gp3_AA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aZUm2Gp3_AA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'll always remember ours:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/do3NEBHIY2c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/do3NEBHIY2c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Valentine'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KcgG2RIMBcY/TXFrFmaBF9I/AAAAAAAACes/dHgG4APJpTQ/s72-c/temp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-6883500012078171101</id><published>2011-02-25T13:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T14:30:00.570-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fwd.'/><title type='text'>Fwd.: Rainy Day of AX commerical</title><content type='html'>what rainy day meant to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src='http://adland.tv/sites/default/modules/swftools/shared/flash_media_player/player.swf' width='480' height='390' allowscriptaccess='always' allowfullscreen='true' allownetworking='all' flashvars="image=http://adland.tv/adland_video/119577/32303/thumb.jpg&amp;skin=http://adland.tv/sites/default/modules/adland_video/modieus.swf&amp;file=http://adland.tv/adland_video/119577/32303/embed.mp4&amp;plugins=viral-2&amp;viral.allowmenu=true&amp;viral.link=http://adland.tv/commercials/american-express-tiger-woods-rainy-day-2005-030-usa&amp;viral.onpause=true&amp;viral.oncomplete=true&amp;viral.functions=embed,link" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-6883500012078171101?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/6883500012078171101/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-7089973960611168565</id><published>2011-02-24T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T16:58:29.462-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pic.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fwd.'/><title type='text'>Fwd.: ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0YnClhQX9v0/TbIWHJKut9I/AAAAAAAAClI/iAeyhpnMoB4/s1600/eb0a569f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0YnClhQX9v0/TbIWHJKut9I/AAAAAAAAClI/iAeyhpnMoB4/s320/eb0a569f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0YnClhQX9v0/TbIWHJKut9I/AAAAAAAAClI/iAeyhpnMoB4/s72-c/eb0a569f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-2349548067638214850</id><published>2011-02-23T20:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T22:46:49.822-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fwd.'/><title type='text'>Fwd.: Skylines at Japan, 日本的全國夜景</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ww4.tiki.ne.jp/~mmurakami/setoy/map.html"&gt;Skylines at Japan, 日本的全國夜景&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ww4.tiki.ne.jp/~mmurakami/setoy/map.html" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="205" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fobzq9TuEGc/TWXmQBboSOI/AAAAAAAACec/G2DBw-mOc_s/s400/temp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-2349548067638214850?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/2349548067638214850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/02/fwd-skylines-at-japan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/2349548067638214850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/2349548067638214850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/02/fwd-skylines-at-japan.html' title='Fwd.: Skylines at Japan, 日本的全國夜景'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fobzq9TuEGc/TWXmQBboSOI/AAAAAAAACec/G2DBw-mOc_s/s72-c/temp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-5545856196372419310</id><published>2010-10-06T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T12:42:06.674-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fwd.'/><title type='text'>Fwd.: 我發現在追求成功過程中... --鈕承澤</title><content type='html'>「我發現在追求成功過程中，自己早已腐爛發臭。」所以他不快樂、不滿足，想要的得不到，得到的不想要，以為自己看了幾本書就很聰明。「當年如果拍艋舺，我的人沒那麼穩定，技術也沒那麼好。老天自有安排吧。--鈕承澤&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-5545856196372419310?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/5545856196372419310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2010/10/fwd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/5545856196372419310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/5545856196372419310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2010/10/fwd.html' title='Fwd.: 我發現在追求成功過程中... --鈕承澤'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-2674999191399400007</id><published>2010-09-27T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T16:08:01.860-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OwnWriting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[星塵記憶]'/><title type='text'>Goodbye, 35</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R8sUZVIQdfg/TWgjCHWqfvI/AAAAAAAACek/8DnPSyt4RXs/s1600/61350_157208000975168_100000579061315_401084_5405410_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="352" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R8sUZVIQdfg/TWgjCHWqfvI/AAAAAAAACek/8DnPSyt4RXs/s400/61350_157208000975168_100000579061315_401084_5405410_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;記得去年生日也是工作像條狗的回到家,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;房間桌上是那時候的女友留下的分手信,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我看完一遍,一句話也沒說的把信和其他東西一同收進房間的櫃子裏,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(我並不是要回頭看,更不想評論誰的對錯,多少,好壞)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我只是在心裡告訴我自己-沒有人可以阻止我把我的35歲活得更精彩,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我只准自己在26miles馬拉松的終點留下眼淚-去想到我失去的,掙扎的,痛過的,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我在這一年持續訓練自己的體能,在那支再見二壘安打回來時,所有隊友的歡呼-讓我找回童年的笑,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我還是會去繼續追求,去相信愛-哪怕是到世界的另一個盡頭只為了去尋找一個答案,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我孤單時,會告訴自己-給自己更多理由更多時間去流浪,去陪自己,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我或許還是對所謂的生命和人生一知半解,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但我只想保留對老爸的承諾-永遠對生命保留that sense of wonder,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我還是會因為一段音樂去想念那一個差我一天出生的女生(Robyn)-我們完美默契的一支舞又怎能和其他人的愛去相提倂論呢?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我可能還有太多的自己在天平兩端的平衡點下去尋找-我的靈魂,我的情緒,我的快樂,我的悲傷.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(我今天把所有東西扔了,因為明天我要讓我的36歲活得更精彩.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-謝謝我的親人,我的朋友,所有關心我的人-我很好!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Redcometchar7, last day of 35, 9/27/2010.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-2674999191399400007?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/2674999191399400007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2010/09/goodbye-35.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/2674999191399400007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/2674999191399400007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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memory]-~lunch</title><content type='html'>Got this free rental of the new Prius so I took off &amp;amp; went to my favorite, private spot to have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;This fearless 5 years old jump up the table &amp;amp; sat next to me.  He’s got the black drawing on his cheek.  He was serious &amp;amp; ask me-why do I come to the beach? I first thought he was asking why do people come to beach, so I answer him ‘to play’.  Then he patiently ask again &amp;amp; determine to get his answer, so I told him ‘to watch dolphins’. He then ask me what I having for lunch, I said a sandwich. I later found out from his mom he was curious what he’s gonna have there.  I ask if he ever seen a dolphin(he said yes)/a whale(he said no). He then jump off the table &amp;amp; went on to bug his dad.  &lt;br /&gt;I sat there &amp;amp; think to myself-I wish my life was back at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Zz0GkxDGzk/TjsTbcJ6QkI/AAAAAAAACpI/lkCth_oyiuQ/s1600/1386948859_6f9156624e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Zz0GkxDGzk/TjsTbcJ6QkI/AAAAAAAACpI/lkCth_oyiuQ/s320/1386948859_6f9156624e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-4838409408817175496?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/4838409408817175496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2010/06/stardust-memory-lunch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/4838409408817175496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/4838409408817175496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2010/06/stardust-memory-lunch.html' title='[stardust memory]-~lunch'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Zz0GkxDGzk/TjsTbcJ6QkI/AAAAAAAACpI/lkCth_oyiuQ/s72-c/1386948859_6f9156624e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-2348465721505534155</id><published>2009-06-25T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T14:59:46.014-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OwnWriting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events/games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[stardust memory]'/><title type='text'>[stardust memory] #goodbye, Michael (1958-2009).</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--1YdHdVaB9o/TjsUm6XpkjI/AAAAAAAACpU/2Bveq0RAylE/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="113" width="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--1YdHdVaB9o/TjsUm6XpkjI/AAAAAAAACpU/2Bveq0RAylE/s200/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my first Halloween costume I dress up as him, wearing the sunglasses that has his icon, wearing tight black jacket, black hat low to the points that covers my entire forehead, I dance his move as a '&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h_D3VFfhvs4&amp;ob=av2n"&gt;Smooth Criminal&lt;/a&gt;', remembers my childhood friend who idolized him, the music, shuts 'WHO's bad?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8hleut9gfvw/TjsUvb5uKKI/AAAAAAAACpc/mO6Q2UIdTRg/s1600/images2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="119" width="119" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8hleut9gfvw/TjsUvb5uKKI/AAAAAAAACpc/mO6Q2UIdTRg/s200/images2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the time he compose 'We're the world' &amp;amp; sings that first line, we all reminded&lt;br /&gt;the humanity part in each of us &amp;amp; the global planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yh_eVr3j3DM/TjsU05zIn2I/AAAAAAAACpk/m5yuu7CZnHU/s1600/images3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" width="87" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yh_eVr3j3DM/TjsU05zIn2I/AAAAAAAACpk/m5yuu7CZnHU/s200/images3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the time he sings '&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pAyKJAtDNCw&amp;ob=av2e"&gt;you're not alone&lt;/a&gt;' when I was in college, I think of that sense of being into adulthood, being misunderstood.  He reminds us love is the purest thing in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, I never understood him-I wonder if he really enjoy living, the money, the fame, the star status.  I don't think anyone did.  Yet, like all other stars, like Leslie Chang, Like Bruce Lee, like many others, we judge him as a commercial product like a Pepsi Cola can-it taste great when it's icy cold, taste so bad when it's out in the air for years... we all did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, Michael. '&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g4tpuu-Up90&amp;ob=av2n"&gt;You Rock Our World!&lt;/a&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;You'll be miss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-2348465721505534155?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/2348465721505534155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2009/06/stardust-memory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/2348465721505534155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/2348465721505534155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2009/06/stardust-memory.html' title='[stardust memory] #goodbye, Michael (1958-2009).'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--1YdHdVaB9o/TjsUm6XpkjI/AAAAAAAACpU/2Bveq0RAylE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-3186396319844102447</id><published>2009-06-15T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T12:28:02.997-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events/games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[stardust memory]'/><title type='text'>Congrad. to 2009 NBA Champ,  LA Lakers!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_48E_yaU09ic/SjafvV0Dy1I/AAAAAAAAB9o/HBInBA86vrk/s1600-h/9682632_7_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_48E_yaU09ic/SjafvV0Dy1I/AAAAAAAAB9o/HBInBA86vrk/s200/9682632_7_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347637243207207762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrad. to &lt;a href="http://msn.foxsports.com/nba/story/9182106/NBA-Playoff-Central?GT1=39002"&gt;2009 NBA Champ&lt;/a&gt;, LA Lakers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my win to my buddies at South &amp; East Coast.&lt;br /&gt;tell them, "I told you so!" -was sweet! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-3186396319844102447?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/3186396319844102447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/3186396319844102447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/3186396319844102447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='Congrad. to 2009 NBA Champ,  LA Lakers!~'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_48E_yaU09ic/SjafvV0Dy1I/AAAAAAAAB9o/HBInBA86vrk/s72-c/9682632_7_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-7666885183774101141</id><published>2009-05-21T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T16:04:35.177-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scams_to_avoid'/><title type='text'>Beware of the scam: Revenue Recovery Services (fileaclaim.com)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/topic/temecula-does-anyone-know-about-revenue-recovery-services-fileaclaim-com"&gt;Does anyone know about: Revenue Recovery Services (fileaclaim.com)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20090507201501AACRaTU"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone know if the "Revenue Recovery Services" is legit?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My take: &lt;br /&gt;1. If government really want to refund you, they will locate you &amp; refund you thru. federal &amp; state credit. *Uncle Sam is not that dumb comes to money, they will find you either way*&lt;br /&gt;2. Having list as A in Better Business Bureau, it's not enough to prove them to be a legit business/service of what they do. *It simply only means they're a business/company, haven't get any complain*&lt;br /&gt;3. Why do you need to pay 3rd party to get government, what Uncle Sam really owes you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I hope no one fall for this.&lt;br /&gt;For other scam, please check out &lt;a href="http://www.scam.com/"&gt;scam.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-7666885183774101141?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/7666885183774101141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2009/05/be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/7666885183774101141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/7666885183774101141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2009/05/be.html' title='Beware of the scam: Revenue Recovery Services (fileaclaim.com)'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-6829220347694701354</id><published>2009-05-19T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T15:05:04.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OwnWriting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[stardust memory]'/><title type='text'>[stardust memory] at the rate of the world that's falling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="390" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ec611158f0ffecc4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dec611158f0ffecc4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329971115%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2AB923DC2C4B3A050E9A33E6E2B81F2CBDC22772.2365AF426723A78DA266F44397302EE678F905E3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dec611158f0ffecc4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dd0IX8lZX-cZUHPGPXfW4jgU8EeM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="480" height="390" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dec611158f0ffecc4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329971115%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2AB923DC2C4B3A050E9A33E6E2B81F2CBDC22772.2365AF426723A78DA266F44397302EE678F905E3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dec611158f0ffecc4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dd0IX8lZX-cZUHPGPXfW4jgU8EeM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the rate of the world that's falling... I lost all the sense &amp; balance again, peace seems so precious yet so far away... I lost all the sense &amp; sensibility again, love seems so precious yet so far away... I lost all the logic &amp; reasoning again, hope seems so precious yet so far away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I die for that sense of re-born, I die for the dignity that holds for a life time, I die for the arm of the father, I die for an escape yet I know I got no where to run, yes, I remember the words I promise my dad. I shall forever walk like a man, even it's at the rate of the world that's falling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-6829220347694701354?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/6829220347694701354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2009/05/stardust-memory-at-rate-of-world-thats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/6829220347694701354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/6829220347694701354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2009/05/stardust-memory-at-rate-of-world-thats.html' title='[stardust memory] at the rate of the world that&apos;s falling...'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-6207106646985553835</id><published>2009-05-06T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T15:16:24.693-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Films'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OwnWriting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[stardust memory]'/><title type='text'>[stardust memory] Visual Communication Film Festival 2009 Closing Night 5/9/2009 7pm, Program: Depatures, 2009 Oscar Award Winner for Best Foreign Film</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SKV1OQKokB8/TjsZ9TAsdvI/AAAAAAAACpw/ciUm7OCXDRE/s1600/topheader.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="75" width="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SKV1OQKokB8/TjsZ9TAsdvI/AAAAAAAACpw/ciUm7OCXDRE/s200/topheader.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review: Frankly, I'm a bit disappoint of the film, and don't really think it really deserve the 2009 Oscar, Best Foreign Film Award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mainly, I think it's got too many story lines in the film: the point is about life &amp; death, the relation to his father his profession similar to the old man's job at funeral home as the sender to the departures to next destination after life, but got side-tracked about the lady owner of public bath store, that other lady clerk that was working with him and her relationship with her kid.&lt;br /&gt;And, to say the least-the wife walk out on him &amp; come back pregnant? It's a bit like treating us the audience like fools with just whatever they throw at us as far as the script goes.  I think same plot was in some earlier Taiwanese novel/film in the part, I'm just not impressed.  In fact, very disappointed-imagine if it just concentrate on his father, and have that old guy tell him what life is about to the next stage about his father's pass away instead of adding a side track on the lady owner of public bath store-that whole script would be much powerful at the point of push to a button to send the departures to their next destination-destination unknown-as the central theme of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this lady sitting behind me came out simply complain about the movie-it's a movie full of funerals they attend &amp; you really just lost audience with what the central theme was there.  I just think the script writer &amp; editor didn't do their job&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, two thumbs down on the closing program this year: Departures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Reference of &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1069238/"&gt;Departures on IMDB&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;**Reference of &lt;a href="hhttp://www.rottentomatoes.com/m/10010675/"&gt;Departures on Rotten Tomatoes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gcLwVQVa2Nk/TjsaEZjXtoI/AAAAAAAACp4/TWvv-m0L6yI/s1600/departures1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="82" width="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gcLwVQVa2Nk/TjsaEZjXtoI/AAAAAAAACp4/TWvv-m0L6yI/s320/departures1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-6207106646985553835?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/6207106646985553835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2009/05/stardust-memory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/6207106646985553835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/6207106646985553835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2009/05/stardust-memory.html' title='[stardust memory] Visual Communication Film Festival 2009 Closing Night 5/9/2009 7pm, Program: Depatures, 2009 Oscar Award Winner for Best Foreign Film'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SKV1OQKokB8/TjsZ9TAsdvI/AAAAAAAACpw/ciUm7OCXDRE/s72-c/topheader.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-8093497671298400991</id><published>2008-12-18T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T23:16:53.145-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fwd.'/><title type='text'>Fwd.: "動搖過..."</title><content type='html'>"動搖過，才懂得堅定；失去過，才學會珍惜."&lt;br /&gt;-倪震&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-8093497671298400991?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/8093497671298400991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2008/12/fwd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/8093497671298400991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/8093497671298400991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2008/12/fwd.html' title='Fwd.: &quot;動搖過...&quot;'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-7715131237241554808</id><published>2008-11-11T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T22:46:31.023-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fwd.'/><title type='text'>Fwd.: A T T I T U D E =</title><content type='html'>got this from a fwd., love this one:&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;IF:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A = 1 . . . Z = 26,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H A R D W O R K = 8+1+18+4+23+15+18+11 = Only 98%,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K N O W L E D G E = 11+14+15+23+12+5+4+7+5 = Only 96%,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A T T I T U D E = 1+20+20+9+20+21+4+5 = 100%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-7715131237241554808?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/7715131237241554808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/03/fwd-t-t-i-t-u-d-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/7715131237241554808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-6701658026198001493</id><published>2007-04-11T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T15:10:01.981-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events/games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[stardust memory]'/><title type='text'>[Stardust Memory]Ichiro【Seattle】 vs. Matsuzaka 【Boston】</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_48E_yaU09ic/Rh3GxeNukxI/AAAAAAAAAHc/oet8jpn7e2E/s1600-h/dicekinboston.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_48E_yaU09ic/Rh3GxeNukxI/AAAAAAAAAHc/oet8jpn7e2E/s200/dicekinboston.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052412910206096146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_uDefoJ7hK0"&gt;Historic Matchup&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4/11/2007 4pm PST&lt;br /&gt;Seattle Mariners(3) : Boston RedSox (0) &lt;br /&gt;Ichiro vs. Matsuzaka Round 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ichiro 0-4 against Matsuzaka, 0-5 for the game.&lt;br /&gt;-grounded out to pitcher.&lt;br /&gt;-flied out to center.&lt;br /&gt;-struck out swinging.&lt;br /&gt;-grounded into fielder's choice to second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Kenbai de, Ichiro!)&lt;br /&gt;-I'm sure he'll make the adjustment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-6701658026198001493?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/6701658026198001493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2007/04/stardust-memorys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/6701658026198001493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/6701658026198001493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2007/04/stardust-memorys.html' title='[Stardust Memory]Ichiro【Seattle】 vs. Matsuzaka 【Boston】'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_48E_yaU09ic/Rh3GxeNukxI/AAAAAAAAAHc/oet8jpn7e2E/s72-c/dicekinboston.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-225749561474960882</id><published>2007-02-27T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T15:55:26.198-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Films'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OwnWriting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[星塵記憶]'/><title type='text'>[星塵記憶]Days of Being Wild</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gV1o5m-c3s8/Tc79qS5bBXI/AAAAAAAAClc/6ro3Dlqgm5s/s1600/days-end.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gV1o5m-c3s8/Tc79qS5bBXI/AAAAAAAAClc/6ro3Dlqgm5s/s320/days-end.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛情-&lt;br /&gt;說穿了,不就像李宗盛寫的...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;一人丟的一人去撿.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到底是李宗盛還是王家衛先想到的?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you can easily google about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;days of being wild...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我記得我該記得的.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 13th, 2004 11:54am...如果你遇上她,&lt;br /&gt;就告訴她我忘記了, it's better for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This very last min. I wonder how she's doing.&lt;br /&gt;This very min., I'll remember never to remember her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I used to question which girl I'd love to the end of life,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what would I remember that very moment before I die,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I wonder what would I see right at that moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think we ever met, have we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original Post:&lt;a href="http://redcometchar9.blogspot.com/2007/02/days-of-being-wild.html"&gt;[星塵記憶02272007]Days of Being Wild&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zjV-Pl5P1ZE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zjV-Pl5P1ZE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="390" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-225749561474960882?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/225749561474960882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2007/02/days-of-being-wild.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/225749561474960882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/225749561474960882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2007/02/days-of-being-wild.html' title='[星塵記憶]Days of Being Wild'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gV1o5m-c3s8/Tc79qS5bBXI/AAAAAAAAClc/6ro3Dlqgm5s/s72-c/days-end.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-8722448690608224210</id><published>2007-02-26T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T14:46:18.807-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events/games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[stardust memory]'/><title type='text'>[stardust memory]Clippers vs. Bobcats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_48E_yaU09ic/Re8HX2W3gtI/AAAAAAAAAGM/SCoe7UDMa3E/s1600-h/157173146206_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_48E_yaU09ic/Re8HX2W3gtI/AAAAAAAAAGM/SCoe7UDMa3E/s320/157173146206_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039254614360687314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Clippers (100) vs. Bobcats (93) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, the only highlight of the night is this Sean Livingston injury &lt;br /&gt;&amp; the suite ticket I got invited for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qFHyNkEznlA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y1VLN2dlbV0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y1VLN2dlbV0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-8722448690608224210?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/8722448690608224210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2007/02/stardust-memoryclippers-vs-bobcats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/8722448690608224210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/8722448690608224210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2007/02/stardust-memoryclippers-vs-bobcats.html' title='[stardust memory]Clippers vs. Bobcats'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_48E_yaU09ic/Re8HX2W3gtI/AAAAAAAAAGM/SCoe7UDMa3E/s72-c/157173146206_0_ALB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-7022997550632250639</id><published>2007-01-16T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T16:44:46.249-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OwnWriting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[stardust memory]'/><title type='text'>[stardust memory]Vintage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OYYKnwgAzfI/TbIS3cN-jPI/AAAAAAAACk0/bKUaoAslOAk/s1600/beatles.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OYYKnwgAzfI/TbIS3cN-jPI/AAAAAAAACk0/bKUaoAslOAk/s320/beatles.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;where's that old shirt you wore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what was written and what has fade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when there's no more people singin' to you,&lt;br /&gt;the boy cries in the middle of the nite,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~"MOMMY DON'T GO, DADDY COME HOME"~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'mommy-can you have daddy come back?' &lt;br /&gt;the boy asks in the nightmare he can't seems to wake up from,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the things he can't figure out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where's that old shirt you wore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what was written and what has fade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when there's no more people singin' to you,&lt;br /&gt;the boy cries in the middle of the nite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original Post:&lt;a href="http://redcometchar9.blogspot.com/2007/01/vintage.html"&gt;[stardust memory01162007]Vintage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-7022997550632250639?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/7022997550632250639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/04/stardust-memoryvintage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/7022997550632250639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/7022997550632250639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/04/stardust-memoryvintage.html' title='[stardust memory]Vintage'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OYYKnwgAzfI/TbIS3cN-jPI/AAAAAAAACk0/bKUaoAslOAk/s72-c/beatles.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-8111698871413889416</id><published>2006-10-25T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T14:12:52.374-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OwnWriting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[stardust memory]'/><title type='text'>[stardust memory]The first WS without you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KdO2o7XQsQo/TqXUzF_SwXI/AAAAAAAACrI/hX5XFic3djY/s1600/images.0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="102" width="132" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KdO2o7XQsQo/TqXUzF_SwXI/AAAAAAAACrI/hX5XFic3djY/s320/images.0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning radio says it's the 102nd world series...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, it's the first I couldn't watch with you,&lt;br /&gt;thought about there'll be a number of these I wouldn't watch with you,&lt;br /&gt;there was the first father's day without you,&lt;br /&gt;there was the first birthday without you,&lt;br /&gt;there is this world series, without you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran to sit at the bar, watch the game, my mind goes&lt;br /&gt;back to how you teach me about the game, about life,&lt;br /&gt;forever 3-Nagashima in your time,&lt;br /&gt;Ichiro in my time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cheers the attitude of Wil Clark at 89 series,&lt;br /&gt;yell and scream when the biggest unknow-M. Lemiki runs home at 91 series,&lt;br /&gt;I call you on the day Joe Carter's homerun hit the board in 93 world series,&lt;br /&gt;you call me when Angel finally won the 04 series,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there'll be no more person to show me the pitch,&lt;br /&gt;to bet on the game w/ me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there'll be no more person show me the road ahead...&lt;br /&gt;this is the first WS without you.&lt;br /&gt;-To my dear father in Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4-2 Cardinals)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-8111698871413889416?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/8111698871413889416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-5266971517856344413</id><published>2006-10-10T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T12:42:54.336-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fwd.'/><title type='text'>Fwd.: 防空洞式」感情理論... --張菲</title><content type='html'>張菲的「防空洞式」感情理論，是早先和羅大佑聊天時悟出的哲理：「防空洞有兩個出入口，就像是夫妻兩人各有各的空間，你有你的世界、我有我的世界，充分自由，婚姻有種曼妙的肌理，具有相當的彈性和張力，如果失去了那就是死寂的制度。夫妻為了生活細節而吵架是必要的，波波折折才能體會婚姻的樂趣。」&lt;br /&gt;-張菲&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-5266971517856344413?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/5266971517856344413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/5266971517856344413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/5266971517856344413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='Fwd.: 防空洞式」感情理論... --張菲'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-949359158687023474</id><published>2006-10-04T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T11:10:53.880-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OwnWriting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[星塵記憶]'/><title type='text'>[星塵記憶]2046之戀</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DTu5lZ9uqfc/TXiOJjb-NbI/AAAAAAAACkc/_17nEECRRWE/s1600/2046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" width="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DTu5lZ9uqfc/TXiOJjb-NbI/AAAAAAAACkc/_17nEECRRWE/s320/2046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想了很久要如何寫這段感情,&lt;br /&gt;因為它發生過,&lt;br /&gt;因為我從來不相信感覺或情感可以用時間長短遠近來衡量判斷與評價,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就像那晚我無懼孤單的和一群朋友提早散場,&lt;br /&gt;心裡平靜的站在pier前看著海浪沖過,&lt;br /&gt;頹廢的在內心冷笑當時的人事景物,&lt;br /&gt;如果能像松隆子在Love Generation裡,&lt;br /&gt;奮力一擲的把項鍊戒指記憶一概丟掉,&lt;br /&gt;那麼是的,我是在埋葬一段已過的感情.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我就這樣漫不經心的走進那家夜店,&lt;br /&gt;而你就像超時空宿命般似的出現在around the corner,&lt;br /&gt;妳頂著一頭60年代復古的短髮,&lt;br /&gt;身材和連身的短裙也都像Audrey Hepburn似的,&lt;br /&gt;我就這樣遠遠的看著妳的背影,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我毫無思緒的看著自己的dark denim blue jeans,&lt;br /&gt;as if I was singing to myself the whole song of &lt;i&gt;fix you&lt;/i&gt; from Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;without really register anything in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sip thru. the gin &amp;amp; tonic,&lt;br /&gt;臉上的微熱攔截回自己的思緒.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;已經忘記走上前去前一分鐘的思緒,&lt;br /&gt;只記得是宮城 君把我推向妳的,&lt;br /&gt;妳叫麗莎,酷酷的不多話,&lt;br /&gt;我們的眼神和支體卻不斷有默契的交談著.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我在那一剎那甩掉天平兩端的所有presumption~&lt;br /&gt;一段感情又何以用時間長短遠近來衡量與評價?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(宮城 君似乎也慶興我們的相遇,相較於哥哥Andrew的guardiance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;臨走時的眼神,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遺忘在2046...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original Post:&lt;a href="http://redcometchar8.blogspot.com/2006/10/2046.html"&gt;[星塵記憶10042006]2046之戀&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-949359158687023474?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/949359158687023474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2006/10/2046.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/949359158687023474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/949359158687023474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2006/10/2046.html' title='[星塵記憶]2046之戀'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DTu5lZ9uqfc/TXiOJjb-NbI/AAAAAAAACkc/_17nEECRRWE/s72-c/2046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-1696151553119549574</id><published>2006-09-09T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T21:00:13.522-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events/games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[stardust memory]'/><title type='text'>[stardust memory]9/9/06 Mariners vs. Rangers at Seattle, WA</title><content type='html'>Rangers  Mariners  SEA 3, TEX 2  Fruto (1-1)  Rheinecker (4-6)&lt;br /&gt;-13 Innings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-1696151553119549574?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/1696151553119549574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/1696151553119549574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/1696151553119549574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title='[stardust memory]9/9/06 Mariners vs. Rangers at Seattle, WA'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-4704611705611876321</id><published>2006-09-08T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T21:02:09.891-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events/games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[stardust memory]'/><title type='text'>[stardust memory]9/8/06 Mariners vs. Rangers at Seattle, WA</title><content type='html'>Rangers  Mariners  SEA 7, TEX 2  Baek (3-0)  Millwood (14-10)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-8517032267036911510?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/8517032267036911510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/03/stardust-memory83106-mariners-vs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/8517032267036911510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/8517032267036911510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2011/03/stardust-memory83106-mariners-vs.html' title='[stardust memory]8/31/2006 Red Sox vs. BlueJays at Boston, MA'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-1596423210135141881</id><published>2006-08-26T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T21:07:51.130-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events/games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[stardust memory]'/><title type='text'>[stardust memory]8/26/2006 Angles vs. Yankees at Anaheim, CA</title><content type='html'>Yankees  Angels  LAA 12, NYY 7  Santana (13-6)  Bruney (0-1)&lt;br /&gt;with Eddi &amp; Jenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-1596423210135141881?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/1596423210135141881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2006/08/stardust-memory82606-mariners-vs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/1596423210135141881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/1596423210135141881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2006/08/stardust-memory82606-mariners-vs.html' title='[stardust memory]8/26/2006 Angles vs. Yankees at Anaheim, CA'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-401432610916838966</id><published>2006-08-24T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T21:10:10.673-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events/games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[stardust memory]'/><title type='text'>[stardust memory]8/24/2006 Angles vs. Red Sox at Anaheim, CA</title><content type='html'>Red Sox  Angels  BOS 2, LAA 1  Beckett (14-8)  Weaver (9-1)&lt;br /&gt;w/ Coworkers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-401432610916838966?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/401432610916838966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2006/08/stardust-memory8242006-angles-vs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/401432610916838966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/401432610916838966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2006/08/stardust-memory8242006-angles-vs.html' title='[stardust memory]8/24/2006 Angles vs. Red Sox at Anaheim, CA'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-2385963137783493748</id><published>2006-07-05T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T13:14:21.233-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fwd.'/><title type='text'>Fwd.: 人生如旅遊、旅遊即人生 by Hidetoshi Nakata</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://nakata.net"&gt;Source: Hidetoshi Nakata Official Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生如旅游、旅游即人生&lt;br /&gt;2006.07.03&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1985年12月1日～～2006年6月22日&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我踏上「足球」之旅、大约有了二十个春秋。记得八歳那年的腊月寒冬、従日本山&lt;br /&gt;梨県某郷村小学校园的角落走出了难忘的第一歩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当时脳子只有踢球、就是拚个死活也想着进球。想起来、日子过得非常快活！足球&lt;br /&gt;它日伴夜随着我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁知这旅程会这様长久、竟连我自己也万没想到。顺利通过了山梨県及関东地区选&lt;br /&gt;抜之後、加入U-15、U-17和青年队最终成了日本甲级倶楽部队员。其後、远渡重洋&lt;br /&gt;赴欧州渡过了我足球人生的大半。又几経被招为奥运代表、世界杯代表、赴世界各&lt;br /&gt;地参赛。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不管任何时候「足球」它始终占据着我的中心&lt;br /&gt;「足球」它给与了我很多很多、&lt;br /&gt;喜悦、悲伤、朋友以及考験...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　当然、不是一切都那様平穏顺利。因些我得到的所有一切、成了难能可贵的経験&lt;br /&gt;、成了我精神上的食粮、促我成长。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　早在半年前、我决定踢完徳国世界杯後、退出己有10年歴史的职业足球界。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这并非有特别的原因、其理由也不能特定确一。総之、要従「足球之旅」卒业、走&lt;br /&gt;上寻求自己的新旅程。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;足球――是具世界最大规模的一项目体育运动。球迷甚多、媒体更是関注。球员们&lt;br /&gt;在众人期待之下、为争夺胜利而负起责任。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时、它们賛赏得令你产生错覚、覚得自己干什麼都能成功！&lt;br /&gt;有时、它们批评得甚至去完全否定自己的存在価値！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;成了职业运动员後、有人问「你喜歓足球吗？」、可老実说自己当时没能爽直地回&lt;br /&gt;答「喜歓！」。为争夺胜利负责、这种令人尊贵的感覚着実令你鼓舞和感动。可是&lt;br /&gt;孩子时対足球的那种纯然天真的感情却在日益淡薄。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然而没想到做为职业选手的最後之役――6月22日巴西之戦一旦结束、连我也予想&lt;br /&gt;不到的発自内心的「自己是多麼热爱足球！」这一感情突然爆発了。本来这种感情&lt;br /&gt;是唯恐会伤害它而特加小心地隠蔵在自己心底厚壁的情感。本来它也是出自为保护&lt;br /&gt;自己、有时顕得无机质、像没有感情似的、又有时故作不在乎。但最後的最後、这&lt;br /&gt;厚壁终是崩溃并転化为一股感情的奔流。巴西之戦一结束、当我最後一次把草坪上&lt;br /&gt;的毎一个感覚刻记铭心、一次一次将激动的心平静了下来。然而、当我最後一次向&lt;br /&gt;着支持我的観众致礼时、这抑制着的感情又一次喷発了出来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;且顿时令我覚到、不论在那一个国家的那一面球场上、喊唖嗓门不断伝来的那&lt;br /&gt;「～ＮＡＫＡＴＡ～」的呼声、対呀！这呼声整々支持了我１０年一道走完了这个&lt;br /&gt;旅程。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在足球这一旅程中、「日本代表」这一称号具有着特殊的意味。&lt;br /&gt;在最後一场与巴西的比赛当中、我始终只想着「到底我能给选手们、同事们、観众&lt;br /&gt;们伝达些什麼呢？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本届世界杯赛、我覚得日本代表队有较大的可能性。说起日本选手、着実个人技术&lt;br /&gt;水平高、速度快的大有人在。可惜的是不知如何去百分百去地発挥自己。就为着这&lt;br /&gt;一点、四年来尽了我的努力。时而连声鼓励、时而高声怒叱、甚至譲别人都生気了。&lt;br /&gt;遗憾的是自己到最後也没能巧実地把自己的心情伝达给他们。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世界杯的戦果是不言而谕的。这対声援我们的球迷深感抱谦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大会之後仔细想了一想、通过足球我能给大家伝达些什麼？感受些什麼？说実话真&lt;br /&gt;没有信心也没有把握。可详细阅读了大家的毎一封电子邮件、発现这麼多人能理解&lt;br /&gt;我的心情。现在我可以自信地说、当上职业运动员之後、我一贯所持的“姿态”是正&lt;br /&gt;确的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没能伝达好我的心情而骤然离开、是令人难受的。可我相信、理解我心情的“大家”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;中田英寿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-2385963137783493748?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/2385963137783493748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2006/07/fwd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/2385963137783493748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/2385963137783493748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2006/07/fwd.html' title='Fwd.: 人生如旅遊、旅遊即人生 by Hidetoshi Nakata'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-7463811113352920001</id><published>2006-06-26T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T12:30:28.590-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fwd.'/><title type='text'>Fwd.: 「民視異言堂」拍攝三灣圖書館之幕後花絮 by old friend, K. Chen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tw.myblog.yahoo.com/jw!lf5cy9ieGRWMGITgK1VBFY3Y1Q37/article?mid=75&amp;prev=-1&amp;next=49"&gt;http://tw.myblog.yahoo.com/jw!lf5cy9ieGRWMGITgK1VBFY3Y1Q37/article?mid=75&amp;prev=-1&amp;next=49&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://libraryviews.blogsome.com/2006/05/17/331/"&gt;http://libraryviews.blogsome.com/2006/05/17/331/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-7463811113352920001?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/7463811113352920001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/7463811113352920001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/7463811113352920001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title='Fwd.: 「民視異言堂」拍攝三灣圖書館之幕後花絮 by old friend, K. Chen'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-7100480465085821643</id><published>2006-05-06T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T14:34:21.598-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events/games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[stardust memory]'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pic.'/><title type='text'>Ashes and Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sg-CcTuf4Ds/TfvHyYse2nI/AAAAAAAACmU/3MZmuy-efvU/s1600/ashes_and_snow3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sg-CcTuf4Ds/TfvHyYse2nI/AAAAAAAACmU/3MZmuy-efvU/s320/ashes_and_snow3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my friend, David's company on organizing this outting to&lt;br /&gt;check out the nice exhibition, &lt;a href="http://www.ashesandsnow.org/"&gt;Ashes &amp; Snow&lt;/a&gt;, let remind that I'm still part of the nature, I'm just a human being,&lt;br /&gt;and the agnostic belief that I treasure yet seems to lost&amp;forgotten in recent days&lt;br /&gt;-let remind how small &amp; insignificant that myself relatives to the entire universe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those settle yet powerful images reminds us the serenity of the nature, the universe, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ashes to ashes, snow to snow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZPg7oKMrOeM/TfvH5Ln8URI/AAAAAAAACmc/bc_QjG42Qbw/s1600/ashes_and_snow4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZPg7oKMrOeM/TfvH5Ln8URI/AAAAAAAACmc/bc_QjG42Qbw/s320/ashes_and_snow4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend and I did have those 'geekyness' in ourselves keep wondering if the photo were CGI composite during our visit, where the shadow in the photo lays... ^.^  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2pEu3zkx_pk/TfvH_8Ui_oI/AAAAAAAACmk/5jeQGy8URYg/s1600/ashes_and_snow1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2pEu3zkx_pk/TfvH_8Ui_oI/AAAAAAAACmk/5jeQGy8URYg/s320/ashes_and_snow1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking out the gallery to the giftshop, seeing people spending hundreds of dollars on somone's journey to Kenya, India, &amp; others... I just can't see myself doing that... not to mention I hate to buy art.  To me it has to have something that's important to you in art, let remind a memory you had in the past, trigger your idea, inspire you, anyway... I think I'd rather have those money save &amp; go on a journey like that.  I know I'd some point in time. I did enjoy the exhibition though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/1873/1600/ashes_and_snow1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/1873/320/ashes_and_snow2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GfmRgTpovx8/TfvIGCXCtBI/AAAAAAAACms/n94Hu6_thBo/s1600/ashes_and_snow5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GfmRgTpovx8/TfvIGCXCtBI/AAAAAAAACms/n94Hu6_thBo/s320/ashes_and_snow5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(images are courtesy from &lt;a href="http://www.ashesandsnow.org"&gt;Ashes &amp; Snow website&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-7100480465085821643?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/7100480465085821643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2006/05/ashes-and-snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/7100480465085821643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/7100480465085821643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2006/05/ashes-and-snow.html' title='Ashes and Snow'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sg-CcTuf4Ds/TfvHyYse2nI/AAAAAAAACmU/3MZmuy-efvU/s72-c/ashes_and_snow3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-7156437180933645339</id><published>2006-04-01T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T11:38:25.718-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OwnWriting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[星塵記憶]'/><title type='text'>[星塵記憶] Leslie</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VVloPSghJcM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VVloPSghJcM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你是否人云亦云般的記得他?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/1873/1600/2005.9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/1873/200/2005.9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近常在想記得和遺忘有什麼差別?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果生命中的每個記得=一個起點,遺忘=一個終點,&lt;br /&gt;那又何必悲傷呢?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~8個字, 2個等號.&lt;br /&gt;不就是一個個看不透的開始/結束而以? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-no, there's love &amp; things in between, you may said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當他縱身一躍,難道他沒有love了嗎?&lt;br /&gt;當Van Gogh割下耳朵,送給過去的情人那不是愛嗎?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;為什麼要橫量別人based on your judgement???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-we all do..., you may said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但我佩服Leslie不願活在別人的眼光和value下,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'追求生命裡的每分每秒',&lt;br /&gt;去決定一生的光明黯淡長短,就算那是你無法了解的.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-生命裡的幾個轉類點,&lt;br /&gt;有他的戲,有他的歌.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Leslie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/1873/1600/c02.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/1873/400/c02.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://redcometchar8.blogspot.com/2006/01/stardust-movies-thanks-leslie.html"&gt;Original Post:[星塵記憶04012006]Thanks, Leslie.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-7156437180933645339?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/7156437180933645339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/7156437180933645339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2006/04/leslie.html' title='[星塵記憶] Leslie'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-2784703846266120059</id><published>2006-03-22T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T23:08:45.541-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fwd.'/><title type='text'>Fwd.: "你的眼睛..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F_-2_MQKowE/TWBFkzStJDI/AAAAAAAACdc/TInvK6Q68mE/s1600/2910488924003.0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="113" width="80" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F_-2_MQKowE/TWBFkzStJDI/AAAAAAAACdc/TInvK6Q68mE/s200/2910488924003.0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"你的眼睛看不到天空的話,你撐不了多久的!"&lt;br 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/&gt;　　我的朋友當中，沒有一個安然無恙；&lt;br /&gt;　　沒有一個夢想不彎腰屈膝，遭受重創。&lt;br /&gt;　　——美國歌手保羅．賽門（Paul Simon）&lt;br /&gt;　　　　的歌曲〈美國調〉（American Tune）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　在人生的某個時刻，每個人都會發現，自己陷入了始料未及的困境。我們走到了一個未曾料到會走到的經歷，碰到了未曾料到會碰到的阻礙，感受到了未曾料到會感受的情緒。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　我們覺得，自己抵達的地方，絕對不是出發時選擇的目的地。令人費解的是，我們來到了這裡。不知為什麼，我們的規畫、我們希望事情進行的方式，全都被自己無法想像的種種環境變化所取代，更別提我們內心的希望了。這些環境的變化包括：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　?我們以為永恆不變的愛情，竟然結束了。突然間，我們變得孤單，心中痛苦萬分。&lt;br /&gt;　　?我們仰賴的工作消失了，我們感到失落，沒有目標，不知何去何從。&lt;br /&gt;　　?我們或我們所愛的人，健康狀況一向不錯，突然被診斷出罹患重症，或是身體出現嚴重問題。&lt;br /&gt;　　?一件超乎控制範圍的事突然降臨，讓我們面臨嚴重的財務危機。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　還有，也許在某個時刻，我們不再只去看自己想看到的景象，一瞬間看清了自己生活的真相。我們感到極度的絕望，領悟到必須做出改變：&lt;br /&gt;　　?我們的愛情失去熱度，享受性愛是幾個月、甚至幾年前的事了。&lt;br /&gt;　　?我們厭倦了自己的工作，甚至害怕自己的工作。&lt;br /&gt;　　?我們有家人，有住所，有事業。為了這些東西，我們拚命努力，但是不知為什麼，我們感到強烈的不滿足，心中產生一種斷裂感。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　究竟哪裡出了問題？我們站在一條巨大的鴻溝前面，這條鴻溝的一邊是我們以為自己是什麼樣的人，另一邊是我們真正的樣子；一邊是我們期望會發生的事，另一邊是真正發生的事；一邊是我們規劃的、自己想要的生活，另一邊是我們真正在過的生活。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　這些時刻之所以難以度過，之所以令人困擾，原因不只是我們的生活出了問題，面臨情緒低落的人生階段。每個人都經歷過、奮戰過、勇敢度過人生的許多挑戰，也存活了下來。這些經驗的特殊之處在於，除了痛苦之外，我們還感受到困惑、震驚與斷裂感，彷彿過去認為真實的事物，與實際上正在發生的事物之間，原有的連結驟然斷裂。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　我們突然醒來，發現自己在自己的生活中原是陌生人。我們發現，眼前的風景，心中體會到的情緒，遭遇的情境，與我們的期待完全不符。因此我們捫心自問：「我怎麼會來到這裡？」沒有答案。問題出現了，答案卻付之闕如，我們不禁倒栽蔥筆直墜落，陷入靈性與情感的危機。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　「上個月，我丈夫對我說，他要跟我離婚。十五年的婚姻，就這麼完了。我無法相信我要失去他了，我的家庭要瓦解了。這棟房子、我們的朋友、我們建立的生活，全都要消失了。我感到憤怒，因為他毀掉了我的夢。現在我該怎麼辦？我怎會碰到這種事？我怎會落到這步田地？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　「我才買了第一棟房子不久，但是這房子讓我產生強烈的憂鬱感。我已經四十二歲，還沒有結婚，一個人住在這麼美的房子裡。我的感覺是，事情不應該是這個樣子。我應該跟夢裡的白馬王子在一起，生下我們的孩子。我怎會來到這裡？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　「外表上看來，我的婚姻十分完美。我有一個很好、很成功的丈夫，兩個可愛的孩子。但我心中藏著一個可怕的秘密，我先生和我有兩年沒有做愛了。不知從何時開始，我們失去了熱情。現在我們像兩個彬彬有禮、抱持獨身主義的室友。我還太年輕，沒辦法完全沒有性生活。我怎麼變成這樣？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　當你讀到這裡，或許你心中也有相同的疑問，也許這個問題還沒有在你的意識中成形，或許它只是一種感受，一種無名的焦慮感，一種模糊的煩躁緊張，一種對自己的生活、工作或愛情困惑不安的感覺。有些事情就是不對勁，但你說不出哪裡出了問題。當你發現，你的舊地圖讓你走上你不再想去的方向，你該怎麼辦？當你走到十字路口，不知該選擇哪一條路，你該怎麼辦？你如何計畫下一段人生旅程的路徑？如何重新設計生命的藍圖？你如何重新開始？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　以勇氣面對改變&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;　　或許困擾你的事情沒有任何神秘難解之處。或許在你的生命旅程當中，你碰上了一個始料所未及的彎道。你記得，在出發的時候，你很清楚自己要去哪裡，但是現在你環顧四周，審視身邊的事物，卻發現跟自己的期望完全不一樣。事情並沒有按照你想像的方式進行，結果也跟你所想的迥然相異。如今你對丈夫或妻子、婚姻、工作與生活的看法，跟你最初的想像的截然不同。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　於是你聽到一個聲音，從生命的底層低聲問道：我怎麼會走到這一步？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　讓我告訴你一個故事：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　 許多年前，我剛開始在洛杉磯帶領小組研討會，一個朋友要我見見一個他稱為「非常少見的男人」。 這個人看起來可能有點古怪，」朋友說：「但是他真的有一項稟賦，他看著你一分鐘，就能說出你生命的目的。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　我對這種說法感到不解。由於我對形上學與靈性成長略知一二，我決定造訪這個有趣的人。&lt;br /&gt;「你不會後悔的。」朋友說。次日晚上，他開車送我到海邊的公寓社區。在那裡，我和幾十個想知道自己未來的人一起等候，每人只有兩分鐘時間跟他說話。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　輪到我了。我被帶進一個小房間，這位神秘的先知坐在長沙發上。他穿著剪裁合身的深色西服，配了一條閃亮的金色懷錶。老實說，他看起來像個營養過剩、衣冠楚楚的英國紳士，不像能看穿他人命運的預言家。他問了我的名字，說了歡迎的話，一面專心注視我的眼睛。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　突然間，他低沉的吼道：「犀牛！」「犀牛？這跟我生命的目的有什麼關係？」我心想：「他的意思是不是，我該做個動物學家，還是應該搬到非洲去住？」我被他搞糊塗了，心中開始懷疑，這或許是朋友安排的惡作劇。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　「對不起，你說什麼？」我答道。或許我聽錯了。他確實有奇怪的口音。也許他說的是「哲學家（Philosopher）。」而我聽成了「犀牛」。我能把自己的命運跟哲學家這個答案聯想在一起。我的腦子不停的轉，想著跟犀牛有關的字眼。他說的會是隆鼻手術（rhinoplasty）嗎？我喜歡我的鼻子，難道他覺得我該去整形？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　「犀牛！」他的話打斷了我的思緒，這次他笑開了。我感到驚訝，我試著讓他了解，我一點也不明白他在講什麼。當他喊叫起來，我站起身，準備離開這個房間。他喊道：「角！犀牛的角！親愛的，你就是這個。」聽到這話，我重新坐下。「請說明這是什麼意思。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　「你是犀牛的角，這個部位明顯的凸出來，在身體之前。角走在最前面，角是強壯的，勇敢的，無情的。它探索未知與危險。它刺穿障礙，它把犀牛沿途的所有阻礙推開，讓牠快速安全的行過險地。角直接面對途中的問題，讓犀牛的身體了解問題所在。它幫助牠改變方向，保護牠不受傷害。角是導師，身體是追隨者。角的恐懼能讓身體避開災難。角發現途中的真理，好讓身體自由的狀態下繼續前進。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　我著迷的聽他說下去。根據他的看法，這就是我的生命目標，我應作犀牛的角。我明白他的意思，在早年的工作經驗中，我就有一種感覺，覺得自己的經驗將是我能貢獻給人群的核心知識。他的言詞引發了我內心的迴響，但我不確定內心冒出來的是什麼，不過我還是很高興來看他。我向他道謝，走出房間。他搖著手指，對我喊道：「別忘了，你是角！」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　我沒有忘，但我也沒有充分明白。我並不知道，我當「角」的生涯即將展開。 往後十年，我擔任導師的命運，慢慢以自己未曾料到的方式顯露。藉著寫作、演講與製作電視節目，我在洛杉磯建立了一座大規模的個人成長中心，北美洲各地的民眾來此參加蛻變研討會。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　一天晚上，就在一項週末研討會進入尾聲之際，班上的一名男士走到我面前。「我要送你一樣東西。」他說：「謝謝你在這個週末，為我和其他人所做的一切。更重要的是，謝謝你在你的人生中經歷的一切。若不是你夠勇敢，能深刻的愛過，若不是你無論如何失望也不放棄，你不會學到這些道理，也就不能把這些道理教給我們。若不是你冒過這麼大的風險，若不是你願意誠實的說出來，此刻我不會站在這裡，感覺心情大振。我在禮品店看到這個禮物，不知為什麼，它讓我想起你，也許是因為你有勇氣，在我們之前，你就經歷了各種事情，好把體會到的道理教給我們。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　他攤開手心，裡面是一個小小的、錫製的銀灰色物體，一隻犀牛。我驚喜的接過它。突然間，那個少見的男人所說的話在我腦中閃電般掠過，我有好多年沒想到這句話了：「角走在最前面。」我站在研討會的大廳裡，回顧見過那人之後，這些年來經歷的事。突然間，我明白這個奇怪的男人是個傑出的預言家。他真的看到我的未來，了解我生命的目的。他所說的關於犀牛角的一切，準確描繪出我的生活世界。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　這隻錫犀牛已跟了我超過十五年。它坐在我的電腦桌上，小小的、強壯的角自豪的伸向天空。它陪伴我度過許多孤獨的時刻，看著我寫作、沉思、創作。此刻它仍然看著我，提醒我，我是什麼樣的人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　以下是關於犀牛角的幾個事實：據報導，它含有效力強大的藥物，甚至具有神效。幾千年來，它一直是昂貴的珍品。它被用來檢查毒藥，使人不受傷害。犀牛若撞斷了角，它會再生，恢復原來的模樣。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;　　我為何要跟你分享這段經驗？無論你明白與否，你也是「犀牛角」。當你失敗了，是你個性中的這個部分讓你捲土重來。當你在愛情裡傷痕累累，是這個部分讓你重新去愛。即使害怕擔憂，這個部分仍然推動你投入挑戰。即使前路模糊不明，這個部分仍然要你在黑暗中摸索前進。這個部分就是你的勇氣，提出問題的勇氣，願意傾聽答案的勇氣，審視內心的勇氣，以及拿起這本書、希望藉以了解自己的勇氣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　我尊敬你的勇氣。我提出自己的經驗，來幫助你發揮與生俱來的勇氣，讓你勇敢穿越人生旅程的風浪。人的改變、過渡與轉化不是偶然發生在自己身上，而是可以學會與掌控的技能。你不必覺得自己是環境的受害者，也不必禱告祈求挑戰趕快結束，你可以主動參與正在經歷的難題，運用它，讓它幫助你得到驚人的成長、覺醒與洞察力。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　發現自己處於意外的困境時，一開始會感到驚惶失措，甚至困擾不安。然而，一旦接受身處始料未及之地，一旦克服了震驚感，你就會得到寶貴的機會，來探索這個地方領你走向的每一條新道路。預期外的目的地蘊藏著預期外的經驗、預期外的智慧、預期外的覺醒，以及最後來臨的，預期外的祝福。最後，本書要談的是，往前走，用嶄新、充滿希望的眼睛展望未來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　這種態度會讓你展現真正的內在力量，真正的崇高品質。它讓你充滿智慧，讓你獲得體驗的機會，得到真實的熱情、真正的喜悅，最後，它會讓你得到真正的自由。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　　　　　　　&lt;br /&gt;深愛你們的芭芭拉．安吉麗思於加州聖塔芭芭拉&lt;br /&gt;(Source: from &lt;a href="http://meg4477.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post_21.html"&gt;Megli's Stories&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-7545000375358786255?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/7545000375358786255/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-519787555665483599</id><published>2006-02-20T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T22:12:39.070-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OwnWriting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[星塵記憶]'/><title type='text'>[星塵記憶]Long Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/1873/1600/973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/1873/320/973.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回想那天的心情,&lt;br /&gt;心裡跳出來的是墮落天使的片段,&lt;br /&gt;"生命裡碰到的每一個人就像每一家店,&lt;br /&gt;我們無意中闖進她們,也讓她們闖了進來..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天無意闖進的那家壽司店,&lt;br /&gt;我試著去回想那一面牆是否像電影裡一樣的藍...,&lt;br /&gt;我沒有花太多心思去想,只有那灑脫的字體襯托出半空的酒瓶拖住我的思緒,&lt;br /&gt;(我坐在酒吧裏想著我的空虛,我的愁)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;讓我驚訝的是下一秒的心情可以因為一首歌有180度的迴轉,&lt;br /&gt;~久保田的"La La La Love Song"在前奏就已經把我的思緒帶走了,&lt;br /&gt;想到那時愛上的戀人,她的不羇就像山口智子一樣,&lt;br /&gt;闖進了我的世界,&lt;br /&gt;我們不自覺但有默契的談了一場完全Long Vacation式的戀愛,&lt;br /&gt;沒有眼淚,&lt;br /&gt;沒有必然的いろいろ...&lt;br /&gt;像孩子般的玩耍,&lt;br /&gt;像辜兒般的依靠,&lt;br /&gt;深夜的長談,臨走的Kiss &amp;amp; Letter~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~"hey babe, wanna make love, a love song"&lt;br /&gt;~"hey babe, wanna make love, a love song"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-written by Redcometchar7, 2-20-2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original Post:&lt;a href="http://redcometchar8.blogspot.com/2006/02/long-vacation.html"&gt;[星塵記憶02202006]Long Vacation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-519787555665483599?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-8466553375878956194</id><published>2006-02-01T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T23:07:42.050-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OwnWriting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[stardust memory]'/><title type='text'>[stardust memory]black &amp; white</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vPV7BgjZc6I/TWB-d3sut7I/AAAAAAAACeQ/2M-INO0FCYE/s1600/black-and-white-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vPV7BgjZc6I/TWB-d3sut7I/AAAAAAAACeQ/2M-INO0FCYE/s400/black-and-white-11.jpg" border="0" height="227" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You thought I was the white of black,&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were the black of white,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were just mix of gray,&lt;br /&gt;I throw you into the black,&lt;br /&gt;You shove me into the white,&lt;br /&gt;and you said, there's no black &amp;amp; white in us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You thought I was the black of white,&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were the white of black,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were just mix of gray,&lt;br /&gt;We contrast in our love &amp;amp; hate,&lt;br /&gt;We dim &amp;amp; shine in our shadow &amp;amp; glories,&lt;br /&gt;and you said, there's no black &amp;amp; white in us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were just mix of gray,&lt;br /&gt;We bright another,&lt;br /&gt;We dim another,&lt;br /&gt;We were just mix of gray,&lt;br /&gt;and you said, there's no black &amp;amp; white in us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dear,&lt;br /&gt;do you still remember our memory that fades in black &amp;amp; white?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-written by Redcometchar7, 2-1-2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original Post:&lt;a 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Italian Girl in Algeri</title><content type='html'>"If I have do it alone, I'll do it. I done it once &amp; I can do it again"&lt;br /&gt;-Jodie Foster in movie, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Contact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the quote that always has the strong echo in me-I guess not so much of want to be alone by choice, but rather, I think she said it out of frustration, her life becomes a series of things that she has to fly solo since she lost her parents at her early age.  Anyway, that quote echoes in my heart each time I have do something alone.  Just the other day, I read another quote from this book: "You have to like the person (yourself) in order to enjoy your private time &amp; not feel being alone".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finding myself back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the last min. this past weekend, I booked the ticket &amp; went to watch this play: "The Italian Girl in Algiers". I suddenly just remember how much I enjoy to do very different things at college-go to concert/opera show, rollderblade, and bunch other things they just don't seem really relate to one another...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/1873/1600/event_597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/1873/320/event_597.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Italian Girl in Algiers/L'Italiana in Algeri&lt;/em&gt; was an opera composed by Gioacchino Rossini &amp; first premiered at Venice at the Teatro San Benedetto on 5/22/1813.  Of course, this cast I saw was nothing compares to the world-class &lt;em&gt;Les Mis'&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;Phantom of Opera's&lt;/em&gt; (as the old lady sit next to me constantly remind me on. &amp; so I think to myself each time-Lady, for the 2nd time again, yes, I know what you mean, I've seen what those better cast can do), but I think the $20 some dollars I spend was well worth it for a Sunday afternoon entertainment.  The stroy line is simple with a term "Papatachi" tie up the things that the story try to tell.  The entire opera is in Italian with English subtitled.  I didn't want to be as critical as the old lady sit next to me about the singers' voice, but really, I think the Ochestra was more what impress me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the curtain call, we applause for the artists &amp; the ochestra performers, &lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I also applause for myself - for hangin' there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original Post:&lt;a href="http://redcometchar8.blogspot.com/2006/01/italian-girl-in-algeri.html"&gt;[stardust memory01302006]The Italian Girl in Algeri&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-8439667056027496848?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/8439667056027496848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-4686846825451757104</id><published>2006-01-20T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T21:39:45.406-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Films'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fwd.'/><title type='text'>Fwd.: 電影和人生到底有什麼不一樣？</title><content type='html'>電影和人生到底有什麼不一樣？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;李安二十日和詹宏志與誠品舉行了一場聊天會，提到他們在1985年的相遇，後來《推手》的拍攝，踏入歐美社會的關鍵作品《理性與感性》，當然，還有最最熱門的《斷背山》。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第一行的問題是李安丟給現場觀眾的一個問題。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不過，那也是他在紐約大學學電影時，老師曾經問過他的問題。問題雖小，卻銘刻在心，二十多年都不能忘。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是，親愛的朋友，你要怎麼回答這麼一個問題。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;電影是夢幻。人生是寫實？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;電影是逃避。人生是劫難？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;答案真的可能千千萬萬種，就人生的境界而言，這個問題可能沒有標準答案。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不過，李安的老師給他的答案很簡單：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一，電影比人生快。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;二，電影有特寫（Close Up）。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;電影靠著每秒二十四格的視覺殘留錯覺，建構了一個虛擬又真實的人生，但是電影中的春花秋月，轉眼即逝，腳步匆匆，一切都要緊密連結，迅速更易。人生卻是緩步慢行，尋常日子等閒過的悠悠歲月。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;電影比真實人生快，是高度壓縮，是人工製造的，就意味著其中有技術操作的空間，有視線焦點的選擇。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其中，特寫就是很重要的視覺心理學。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們的人生其實理應都是透過雙眼，透過一樣的距離看待萬事萬物，然而對於關心的事物就會自然特別關注，因而就會放大，就會浮現特寫。同樣去看一齣舞台劇，觀眾可以各憑所好，還有所在的位置來選擇自己要放大，要特寫的人事，舞台和觀眾的距離都是一樣，觀眾卻可以從自己的觀點與偏好，各取所需。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是，電影的觀點，電影的視野，電影的特寫卻是導演的選擇，導演揀好了觀點，安排好了邏輯順序，排放給觀眾看的。「我們初看到大峽谷的景觀時，一定會『哇！』地叫了起來。」李安說：「可是導演就要有本事把大峽谷讓人哇叫的震撼氣勢，透過一定的敘事方式，讓觀眾也有哇叫的感動！」好的電影不是比照人眼用一個全景來交代大峽谷，從遠景、特寫、人物反應到音樂效果…組合的觀點，景觀符號的剪貼與運用，就會讓你產生哇叫的驚歎！否則就是毫無情感的遠觀，創作者和觀賞者都無法進入的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;更重要的是，「觀眾看電影是透過銀幕上的人物與影像來看他們自己，悲歡離合都是因為勾動了觀眾自己的情緒和經驗，所以他們才能認同，才能進入，才能接受，因為他們看到了自己。」李安笑著說：「常有演員拚死拚活了演了半天，卻得不到我一句好話，其實，我常想告訴他們，你們一點都不重要，不會真的有人會花錢去看什麼大明星演戲，銀幕上的人物怎麼看得彼此不是最重要的，遠不如銀幕下在觀看的人重要，因為是他們的共鳴和解讀，構成了電影最重要的迴響。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;聊天會還有很多主題，都很耐人尋味，今天先介紹到這裡，其他，擇日再說了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最後有人問了李安一個問題：「影響你最深的經典舊片是什麼？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;李安回答了兩部，一部是柏格曼的《處女之泉》，理由是怎麼有人可以那樣和上帝對話，沈重的北歐風格，嚴肅又大膽的敘事風格，讓他看到了電影的可能性。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;另一部則是李路許的《男歡女愛》。李安還記得那天看完晚場電影，他得趕著搭末班車回台灣藝專的板橋宿舍，可是電影的情愛浪漫，讓還有慘綠少男情懷的他澎湃激動，他選擇了走路，讓寒風吹在臉上，讓雨水淋在臉上，走過一個站牌還不夠，再往前走一個站牌吧……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;電影和人生有什麼不一樣呢？電影可以重映，可以反覆倒帶，人生不能，人生錯過了，沒有捉住的，或者是曾經捉住的，都只能回味…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看著李安的經驗，我相信很多人都願意多幾個站牌，回味一下曾經刻骨銘心的風雨滋味吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(source: from &lt;a href="http://4bluestones.biz/mtblog/"&gt;藍色電影夢&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-4686846825451757104?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/4686846825451757104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2006/01/fwd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/4686846825451757104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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如果夜鶯不啼,'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-1953006602042276570</id><published>2005-12-30T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T21:16:19.823-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fwd.'/><title type='text'>Fwd.: 快樂是...</title><content type='html'>快樂是最佳良藥.　&lt;br /&gt;-bible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-1953006602042276570?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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Tan's ecard care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-7723227602938359140?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/7723227602938359140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2005/12/ill-always-land-on-my-feet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/7723227602938359140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/7723227602938359140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2005/12/ill-always-land-on-my-feet.html' title='&quot;...I&apos;ll always land on my feet...&quot;'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165815791394742687.post-2873989778807059454</id><published>2005-01-01T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T16:10:16.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drafts</title><content type='html'>9/18/2008-心不在時,一路向北&lt;br /&gt;8/5/2008-south of savanna; traps in the midnight of garden of good &amp; evil&lt;br /&gt;7/8/2008-ストレート千年の眠&lt;br /&gt;4/1/2008-Present: 五嶋の地図 (冒険)&lt;br /&gt;3/4/2008-Gravity pulls me away from Untitled-Machi's &amp; I apple you&lt;br /&gt;10/27/06-What the snow brings (2006)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/1873/1600/314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/1873/320/314.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Teruterubozu-san, I'm writing you again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/1873/1600/oficial-snowcar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/1873/320/oficial-snowcar.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/10/06-Neon to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/1873/1600/DSCN1032_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/1873/320/DSCN1032_edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/13/06-[stardust basebaell game] '06 World Classic Baseball 1st Round Playoff-U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/1873/1600/DSC00625.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/1873/320/DSC00625.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'06世界經典賽美日戰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;九局下, &lt;br /&gt;比數三比三,美滿壘,二出局,球數二好三壞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how did I get here?&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you a long history of my family &amp; what inflence me, but... maybe another time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ichiro in batter box&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/1873/1600/DSC00630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/1873/320/DSC00630.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/1873/1600/DSC00632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/1873/320/DSC00632.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;jetter on base&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/1873/1600/DSC00636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/1873/320/DSC00636.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/14/07-紙酔金迷&lt;br /&gt;朋友有家不回的在旁邊掛了,&lt;br /&gt;剩下我和這個不太對味的小姐對戰那剩下不多的烈酒,&lt;br /&gt;老實說那剩下不多的烈酒真的起不了太大的作用,&lt;br /&gt;所以我決定讓小姐隨便點了幾首歌上場-讓之前的客人知道他唱的有多刺耳,&lt;br /&gt;我在那個不太對味的小姐努力對唱的表情號後-&lt;br /&gt;反射的看到下午朋友A. complain 她那背叛的天平男友的pattern之一-I was bored out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;手機上的Miss Call是和男友瀕凌分手的朋友C.,&lt;br /&gt;4/27/07-04:12:2047:11:12:17&lt;br /&gt;04:12:2047:11:12:17 Colony HKII,&lt;br /&gt;The pilots came in from the exhusted fight at mainland AMARI;&lt;br /&gt;(where is this world gone to? has it gone mad? we still asking the same question&lt;br /&gt;for centuries, awaits a savior come 2nd time around? awaits sun collides&lt;br /&gt;with the moon &amp; the earth? what are we waiting for? &amp; that meaning of life?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand by the wall among the crowd,&lt;br /&gt;looking at you thru. the dancing people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have a lovley pink skirt &amp; white blouse,&lt;br /&gt;among the people that already throw everything away from the swing music&lt;br /&gt;in the dancing circle,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you &amp; I seems as there's still those things behind our though,&lt;br /&gt;that's what I attracted by you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I came to you near the table,&lt;br /&gt;that sudden sadness of losing u forever came to me, &lt;br /&gt;when there's a totally different girl sitting there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look around, find you hold by another pilot into the dancing circle.&lt;br /&gt;voice in my mind appears, don't lose her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to u as the song stops,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'may I have this dance with you?'&lt;br /&gt;u smilied, that dancing bit seems to be in sync w/ our mood,&lt;br /&gt;we both didn't want to let go of each other,&lt;br /&gt;so even it's the basic east coast 3 steps, &lt;br /&gt;that seems to be our wish for the hug forever,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.georgegee.com/index.html"&gt;George Gee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4/10/07-爸爸留下一台越野&lt;br /&gt;Open: &lt;br /&gt;/* Days of Wild */&lt;br /&gt;coldest nite is the ususals keep me around,&lt;br /&gt;warmest day is the familiars push me forward,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days of wild, is me &amp; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lonliest nite is the ghost of you with me,&lt;br /&gt;happiest day is the image of you smiles at me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days of wild, is me &amp; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Redcometchar7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(elevador love letter by star)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/* 爸爸留下一台越野 */&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UtQ0kMInbyE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UtQ0kMInbyE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4/10/07-groove of lindy&lt;br /&gt;/* Groove of Lindy */&lt;br /&gt;I was about to write this movie Swinger who has this quote about people from Anaheim,&lt;br /&gt;about this guy who tries hard to let go the past, who touches me to let go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_48E_yaU09ic/RepyAF5rg1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/OLlv3EWVEQM/s1600-h/swingers.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_48E_yaU09ic/RepyAF5rg1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/OLlv3EWVEQM/s320/swingers.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037964479076991826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_48E_yaU09ic/RepxiV5rg0I/AAAAAAAAAFg/ToZshXMbIsc/s1600-h/Untitled-2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_48E_yaU09ic/RepxiV5rg0I/AAAAAAAAAFg/ToZshXMbIsc/s320/Untitled-2+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037963967975883586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that girl who wrote the headline-"Everyone is swingin', so why can't we?"&lt;br /&gt;stands next to me, I stand on the floor at Lindy Groove alone with the happy swing&lt;br /&gt;people, suddently, I hear nothing, see nothing, as if life has exists in the vaccuum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I think to myself matter of irony... hm.&lt;br /&gt;3/8/07-my own private New England&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, it's simply like a foreign dance move, it's not part of you until you had it.  I always have this very private feeling about visiting  NE since I first start working in the real world, so I drove out of office exactly at 5pm, left everything on my mind that had to associated with work at the desk and head out. It seems as if it's just a different company to work for &amp; years after, that I'm back again, driving the rental from Mass. suburb heading into town with this brisky cold, NE weather in Feb., except that I'm no longer that kid just out of college, I'm no longer the Idealist I'd like to be... but heck, I can't think much of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_48E_yaU09ic/RfBNmg8_yjI/AAAAAAAAAGk/QdyS2r5wUJM/s1600-h/05192006_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_48E_yaU09ic/RfBNmg8_yjI/AAAAAAAAAGk/QdyS2r5wUJM/s200/05192006_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039613307103726130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I drove thru. the bridge into town, that shinny digit-picture of USS Constitution off my coworker's blog becomes this blurry imagine as how I can remember years ago when I first visit. It's there though, as I know it, even though I didn't see it with my eyes, that Boston sea party, that fighting happen in a century ago vivid just like when I visited HK. Nationalism, you still care about this word? Must be the folly of the fools. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came into Union Oyster House &amp; set in front the u-shaped, 45 angle downward bar&lt;br /&gt;where Webster has sat 1800 something as the board up in the celing tells me... little amusment. Sorry webster, don't lookup dictionary that much... The couple from Czeh/wherever sat byt this typeical ignorant midwest couple chatter about the travels, but ask one goes 'is Sweden next to Germany? (sorry that's Switzerland)&lt;br /&gt;I finish my nice meal &amp; walk down to the Garden. 20 years after I seen all the glory of Larry Bird, Kevin Macale, Danny Angie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The score of the night was&lt;br /&gt;Cetlics (80) vs. Rockets (111)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_48E_yaU09ic/RfBZog8_ylI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LZWxZevQt-0/s1600-h/2-fleet1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_48E_yaU09ic/RfBZog8_ylI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LZWxZevQt-0/s200/2-fleet1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039626535602997842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the glory of Celtics, the pago floor, the green refletion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Alan N. suggested:&lt;br /&gt;-"HIDE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston H. suggested:&lt;br /&gt;-"Realize it's only temporary."&lt;br /&gt;-"Find Allies-some males to back you up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Rediscover Anxiety Panic from Book, 'From Panic to Power"&lt;br /&gt;-after a traumatize event or flashback,&lt;br /&gt;-afraid of losing control,&lt;br /&gt;***easily trigger anger as defensive mechanism&lt;br /&gt;Go around it: -be in the moment,&lt;br /&gt;-think to much, stop project the future,&lt;br /&gt;-stop ask 'what if?'&lt;br /&gt;-listen to the emotion &amp; &lt;br /&gt;ask what's the motivation/&lt;br /&gt;is it something irrational push behind it?&lt;br /&gt;-go do some exercise, back to the hobbies, read a book, whatever&lt;br /&gt;that helps to take off the mind at that time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165815791394742687-2873989778807059454?l=redcometchar7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/feeds/2873989778807059454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2005/01/drafts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/2873989778807059454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165815791394742687/posts/default/2873989778807059454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcometchar7.blogspot.com/2005/01/drafts.html' title='Drafts'/><author><name>redcometchar7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11581428623710885501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_48E_yaU09ic/RepyAF5rg1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/OLlv3EWVEQM/s72-c/swingers.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
