Muahaha, if this news item is the truth-tellin’ kind, then the last piece of the puzzle has been found — I’ve got my beeg journeys for this year all planned out!
- July: Back to Singapore for Ian McKellen!
Had intended to make an adventure of it and catch him as King Lear in Stratford-upon-Avon, but then Hong Kong came calling. But now, I sing that ol’ redemption song! And it is schweet. Mm hmm.
- October: First time in Madrid for my first time at a Book Conference?
Hope to make this an absolute reality, but who knows, maybe it’ll turn out to be a case of better luck next year. It all depends on workload and companionship, cos I don’t think I’m savvy enough to travel to España by myself and be a better person for it (or, heck, even survive it).
- November: The concert that I’ve been waiting for
The one that will bring me to Taipei again. Woohoo! The news item alluded to basically says that Jay Chou has formed his own recording company, JVR Music, with two long-time collaborators — renting a work space overlooking Taipei 101 for five times as much as my rent, natch — and ends off with the stated intention to hold a November concert in Taipei. Huzzah!
If I have a reasonable amount of leave left, I might wing my way to Tokyo for a cheap thrill of a visit. It really is a darned sight cheaper to travel there from here than ol’ Spore. For obvious reasons, and thanks to economies of scale too, probably.
In more sober news, I finally finished The Fortress of Solitude by Jonathan Lethem. It was worth the initial plough-through after all, and the roaring rollercoaster ride it became honestly took me by surprise. Free — or freeze — your mind. After all those children’s books, this one made my palate mature pretty fast. If you’re interested in contemporary culture in the United States at any level, it’s a mighty read worthy of some timely investment. And it makes Everybody Hates Chris an even better, deeper, funnier show.
All in all, I must affirm that reading may be old-skool, but it’s an awesome thing to do. Check out these lines of beauty from So Many Books by Gabriel Zaid, and it’s all you’ll ever need to know:
And the conversation continues, unheeded by television, which will never report: “Yesterday, a student read Socrates’ Apology and felt free.”