subconsciously speaking

MacGyver ::

TV show years ago

Garter ::

elastic

Wedge ::

shoe or a divide

Inches ::

ruler

Code ::

Da Vinci

Water ::

bath

Running ::

race

Curly ::

frizzy

Turkey ::

roasted

Stupor ::

drunk

For more of Unconscious Mutterings go to http://subliminal.lunanina.com.

a remembrance

To us, he was just Bapa.

Cielo aka Minggay

I named her 'Cielo' meaning sky, maybe heaven. She is a darling of a pet. She is Meeza's sweetheart. Finally, Meeza has a cat she can call her own. Then, out of the blue, somebody called her 'Minggay' and the name stuck. Out goes 'Cielo'. So ... Minggay it is. I just have to wince in pain at that name.

reptilian surprise

We spent time watching this tiny reptile among the rounded shrubs in front of our porch in Mata-Mata. Whether it came out of its hideaway safely, we are not sure. It was nowhere to be seen again.

meet me halfway...bridges2

There's something about bridge walking that thugs at my heart. It inspires thoughts of life and love as people walk together or alone.

One such walk happened yesterday when in a symbolic gesture of bridge walking, France rejoined NATO. We could walk on bridges more and have more of this kind of peacemaking gestures all over the world.

Flora Purim sang, "There are bridges made of love". It sounds cliched but we've been building steel bridges; why don't we build more of those love bridges to walk on.

photos by deviantArt

an affair to remember

Does this ever happen in real life? I really love this scene. I've laughed at movie dramas partly because it was a way of disconnecting myself from the sadness. Also, I am biased towards comedies and wit and sarcasm. But this one is different...it is sacred cow...no one ever laughs at this.

water onslaught

This was one of our favourites when we were growing up - Gladys Knight and the Pips singing "Neither one of us". It sort of exemplified our teenage angst, "cry me a river" kind of emotional pining.
The current weather is so gloomy that it has given us an excuse to mope. The rains are falling and the sun has not fully peeked through for two weeks(?)now. I could go on and on listening to "I always get caught in the rain" by Dionne Warwick, "Wind beneath my wings" by Bette, etc. Meanwhile I can hear the tortured "eewwws" dotting the background.