Blow Out

The title came from the radiohead track I was listening to while starting this post. Goes to show how little I am ready to exercise my brain these days. Some random thoughts will follow

I see so many TV Ads/movies - where the protagonist gets onto a flight to find the most spanking women on the planet take the seat next to him, in someway or the other these two people end up doing crazy things like saving lives (while having sex) or exchange sparkling pearly white smiles (while falling in love over 1 smart line in 30 seconds flat). I have done a fair amount of taking planes, trains and other modes of transport where even normal looking people could get a seat next to me, but no it usually tends to be men with a waist size in the 40s and a corresponding age with a bladder problem or else women travelling with a minimum of 2 grand kids with weak stomachs. Waiting for my luck to change

I often see people crying on the street or in subways and I wonder, what it must be that is making that person cry - Physical pain, emotional pain, loss, heartbreak and then I asked myself, what would make me cry in public all alone?? I don't think I've reached an answer. What would you cry for in public all alone?

I saw a few good movies recently- Science of sleep - Gondry's back crazier than before, why do I like it, it's the way he has worked to blend the subconscious state of mind of "Stephane" with his conscious state of mind, the nature of free wheeling dialogue of a shy human being who is tongue tied around the woman he likes.
The other one I really liked was Paris Je t'aime. Why? I don't know why, go to paris and figure out why the world says Paris je t'aime...
I wonder if I am just biased towards the French??

I just get this feeling that I've had about enough powerpoint and excel for a lifetime.