Compliant by nature
From Murakami’s The City and Its Uncertain Walls:
Zijn moeder was van nature meegaand en ze rekende het tot haar voornaamste plicht om geen moeilijkheden te veroorzaken.
His mother was compliant by nature, and she considered it her first duty not to cause trouble.
Such a Murakami sentence.
Crossing
Unexpected crossing in the fields around Krommenie.
Otoboke Beaver in Paradiso
I saw Otoboke Beaver in Paradiso last Thursday, July 4th. Arguably the most innovative band in the world.
The sleeper
A fat man in a light blue coat zipped up to the top, arms crossed on his stomach, lies snoring.
His glasses slant. He smacks in his sleep.
Amazing how he always wakes up in time for his destination.
Local shopping
I would love to see this local shopping guide for Amsterdam, or, say, Randstad.
Great idea!
The engineers
They stand talking to each other on the platform. Both: short-cropped, brittle hair, winter coat on over the suit, the jacket, longer, sticks out from under the coat, a large packed backpack on their backs.
The architect
I get off the train and walk to the steps. In front of me walks a man with silver-gray hair. He is wearing a black nylon jacket, black pants with a crease, black cotton sports socks, and those solid Ecco shoes.
He confidently holds his thick computer bag in his hand. He must have brought home a lot of papers.
He reminds me of someone. Taut. Inflexible. Straightforward. An architect.
The next day, he walks past me again. Usually, he is all in black, as I just described, but this time, he is wearing a deep, dark brown suit.
Shrinking to atom level
Awesome video by Epic Spaceman on shrinking to atom level without getting disoriented. (Via kottke.org)