Playing pool is not as difficult as some people could pretend, it’s just a matter of geometry and physics. And after several glasses of ‘tonic vodka’ the game is even easier, the balls have no chance to stay away of the pockets, or at least it should be like that. Add some high heels and the game is a piece a cake for everyone 😀 .
I challenge you to a poll regarding your favorite game that you would like to play (with me, maybe) and I let you see me playing pool, and not only 🙂 Enjoy!
I just returned from the first part of my holidays and as I only have a few days until the next trip, I unloaded some of the pictures I made in Lanzarote (yes, that was the third holiday on this island, but I love it so much that I can’t stay away of it for too long time) and the first set is from Playa Grande in Puerto del Carmen. By night, during the day I preferred to keep the camera away from the sun, sea, wind and sand, and I don’t really like people doing photos on a crowded beach, I think it’s a little too much as some folks will be seen uninvited in their photos. It’s not that nice and I see it as an attack to privacy, even if it’s on the beach. But, for the night, well, it’s another story: the beach is empty and the flash doesn’t cover every spot so it’s more appropriate.
The whole shooting was made around my new yellow Pimkie sandals that I really found very comfortable (as previously I had few problems with some wedges that hurt my feet) and chic. The color is wonderful too and goes extremely well with my golden type of tan (and blonde hair, I presume). What do you think ?
Do you like the green color ? Especially in the rainy season, when the winter is approaching and all the nature is shutting down the shell of life and goes into a low consumption stage, someone dressed in green, walking on the gray cold asphalt, surrounded only by brown dead leafs and dark brown undressed trees, is an uncommon appearance. I was that zombie, that green pulsating life in the middle of a decaying windy universe; me, with my steps I gave a meaning for the dying rug composed by all those rotten vegetal cells. The nature accepted me, green, artificial, merciless stepping on the grass…and managed to integrate me in its entrails… This is life, it comes and goes, cell by cell from nature to nature. This is what we are, with our green artificial coats. We are so proud for so small achievements (like the green coat), but we are unable to see that we’re made of dust and we can be blown by a nature’s wind gust. When we understand that, it’s too late.
The Nature tolerates artificial. The Nature tolerates us. But this is a good thing, don’t you think ? Let’s get happy now and see the pictures. I was a little influenced by this rainy day (another one!) but, basically, I’m a cheerful person, so let’s see that green coat and my smile 🙂
In the fourth part I changed my clothes and makeup. And also the weather’s day was different, much more colder with a little sun only (was in the afternoon). Anyway, after the success of the Parque Pablo Picasso post I decided to come back there and take another shots. This time, due to coldness in the atmosphere I only stayed for half hour and I was freezing. This is what I do for you, my dear readers. Let’s see the pictures!
The park is in the Central-North area of Madrid, near Santiago Bernabeu Stadium and close to Plaza de Lima, between Paseo de La Castellana and Calle Orense. It’s in the financial/offices part of Madrid (you can feel the smell of money), with a lot of skyscrapers, stone, concrete and glass. Oh, yes, and some gardens a cat and me.
The weather was so good, the sun caressing my skin, the wind absent… but something was missing… I turned into a very philosophical mood, thinking of stupid things like “the meaning of life”, “the suffering limit” etc. Can you switch me into the real world again ? Maybe I don’t want that. But let’s not get too much in this mood, at least we still can see the beauty of life in a bird, a flower or a butterfly. We can think that everything around is cosmic dust materialized in a nice or disgraceful form. Sitting on a stone bench with islands of flowers around gives you magnificent telluric feelings.