When life leaves us blind ….

I'm quite busy recently and have no time to express something from my mind. I don’t know exactly what’s occupying my mind; everything doesn't seem wrong, but doesn't really right either. Just ‘in between’, like Linkin Park song. By the way, I’m a fan of this band, though the music is hard, but I love most of their lyrics, could be so depth and meaningful.

O Mio Babbino Caro

Oh my dear father ............. is the actual translation, but what is actually the meaning of this song?

Snacking 'Wasabi Green Pea'

It’s too boring to wait the computer finishing the work. Though, ideally that will be good time for drafting. But sometimes (or most of the time), you are in situation when you cannot write down any sentence, not even a single word. Just blank and don’t know what to do; and that was me, that evening.

It’s okay (sign of pain, see Wicked Game), I'll always swallow it, coz doing science (and trying to be a scientist) is (still) great and (damn) good. I like this (the sign that scientist is still human being)":

Scientists are people of very dissimilar temperaments doing different things in very different ways. Among scientists are collectors, classifiers and compulsive tidiers-up; many are detective by temperament and many are explorers; some are artists and others artisans. There are poet-scientists and philosopher-scientists and even few mystics (Peter B Medawar, The Art of the Soluble, 1967).

A cup of Javanese tea: a symbol of friendship

I like trilogy, so this is my third post about Yogyakarta (for this season). Hey, here’s a song titled ‘Yogyakarta’, but sang by street musicians in kroncong and been flavored with Javanese singing style such as tembang and siteran. The woman is singing in tembang style: a style of telling Javanese folklore in rhythms; and the old man plays the siter (as well as doing tembang or nembang).

Déjà vu

It’s an early morning now, just about two hours passed midnight, and I couldn’t yet fall asleep. Donno what’s wrong, but my eyes don’t wanna sleep, it keeps looking at my small screen, browsing (thought my head has been complaining since three hours ago). Well, it’s déjà vu, I feel nothing but empty. Sound stupid, but it’s not wrong to feel stupid, sometimes. We are merely a human being.

Prince of Red Chili

Hey, this is the comic hero I’ve talked about: Prince of Red Chili (Pangeran Lombok Abang). His clothes, robe and hat are red, and his weapon is a traditional Javanese dagger called Keris. In Javanese culture, Keris is magical and very powerful. Look at the Logo of Yogyakarta Sultanate in his chest and his hat, cool huh?

He speaks in Javanese: "for the sake of God, be careful with your words!!"

Daerah Istimewa Yogyakarta: a happy end of the controversy

During lunch time, while we’re enjoying pho Vietnamese noodle soup at Baltimore Avenue, my friend asked me about Yogyakarta, my home town in Indonesia. My friend especially questioned the controversy of Daerah Istimewa Yogyakarta (Yogyakarta Special Region). His question reminds me about my lovely hometown, and here it is.

The gate to the Sultan palace (Keraton)

Prairie is my garden

Hey, it’s been a while since I left B-town, how are you today my hometown? Brookings South Dakota: a little town in the prairie?  

Talking about the prairie, my mind goes to Harvey Dunn, an American painters who masterpieces of prairie drawing. The most well-known paintings he has, is titled 'Prairie is my garden', showing a mother and two of her kids gathering flowers from the prairie (where it is said supposed to be in Great Plains). 

Prairie is my garden (Harvey Dunn)

It's M

Sigh, with headache, but not yet feel sleepy, make me think about something, and here it is, it’s M.

Nope, I’m not talking about a fictional character in James Bond series of Ian Fleming; nor talking about the old movie of child murderer in Berlin. And this is a single M, not double M. Coz double M or M&M is chocolate colorful button-shaped candies, or a nick name of my good friends (they are a nice couple) who moved to Australia about two years ago. Hey, this is the pics of the M I’m talking about.

Wicked Game

De wored wos on fayer, an no wan culed sip mi bat yu (singing, he he he) …….

Hey have you tried to play poker? Well, not many Indonesian familiar with this game. Well known as gambling game’s made poker as a sin for most of us (back home). It could be not, actually, if you only play for fun, no bet with real money, do it once in a while, and don't get into it. It’s just a game, such as Dakon/Congkak. Though for me it’s also math: a probability theory in application.

Bazaar Indonesia 2012

Perfect, I am now full, satisfied, happy and sleepy, but let me share a great experience of attending Bazaar Indonesia 2012 held at Wisma Indonesia, Tilden Street Washington DC.