I saw a Tim Tam TV commercial about a genie wanted to make a pretty girl happy. But nothing seems to work no matter how hard he tried. Until, the girl showed her empty Tim Tam tray with begging eyes, at last the genie knew and made her Tim Tam tray forever full. Moral of the story? "You are the person to decide what you want and God is just there to give you a hand." Be sharp, decisive and cheerful.
最近特别爱吃酸东西，就去店里买了一包梅，名叫[养生梅肉] 来自台湾， 店里的最后一包。
posted by HTT @ 7:05 PM
I saw a Tim Tam TV commercial about a genie wanted to make a pretty girl happy. But nothing seems to work no matter how hard he tried. Until, the girl showed her empty Tim Tam tray with begging eyes, at last the genie knew and made her Tim Tam tray forever full. Moral of the story? "You are the person to decide what you want and God is just there to give you a hand." Be sharp, decisive and cheerful.
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今天电脑开始想你了, 接着所有人都开始想你了, 555
你有没有打一个喷嚏? 没有的话, 就证明月饼很好吃, 没有人骂你:) 不过, 如果你打一个喷嚏的话, 那就是电脑在骂你: 怎么弃我而去...
我们都很想你的, 包括电脑不坏的时候, 呵呵.
PS, 买东西的时候小心些, 看看日期, 我前两天才又扔了两袋包子, 刚买的, 但都过期两个月了, 回家放冰箱时才发现. 其实有一个机构叫one umbrella的, 东西差不多要过期的都可以捐给他们, 然后去帮助一些无家可归和需要食物的人, 只是我想这可能是我一厢情愿而已.
刚刚看完的, 贴上来给你看看:
I met you on a sunny day at the gate … Keats and Yates were on your side but Oscar was on mine.
我从墓基上拾起这张小小的纸片，又轻轻的放下。是从随便的笔记本上撕下的一张纸，慵懒的蓝色原子笔笔迹，在sunny的上面画了半个光芒四射的太阳，我可以看到写下这些字时她唇边的微笑——对，她，我想象她是一个顶着一头蓬乱的短发，活泼而又腼腆的圆脸大眼睛女孩子，只有女孩子才会有这样天真的痴心。而我，我也是在一个阳光灿烂的日子来看他。
墓基上还有其它的一些东西，鲜花，茶灯，烛台，一只漂亮的深咖啡色玻璃瓶，一串色彩鲜艳的手链，还有一封又一封写给他的信。都是临时撕的纸，随身的笔记本，收据，地铁票，烟盒，什么都有，上面或潦草或工整的原子笔字迹。有一两句话，也有密密的写满了纸的两面，开头照例是：亲爱的奥斯卡……
奥斯卡 • 王尔德，我亲爱的奥斯卡。
旅游手册上说，Cimetière du Père Lachaise可能是世界上被拜访得最频繁的墓园，而我舍了圣贞庵，舍了雨果，左拉和大仲马来到这里，却是为了王尔德。1900年十一月，新世纪到来的冬天，他因失败的耳部手术染上脑膜炎，痛苦地挣扎在巴黎的一家旅店里，而死神终于显示了仁慈，将他解脱出这个世界。他死时只有四十七岁，但对于贫病交加的王尔德来说，他生命的最后几年，还是太长了。他已不再是当年领插百合花踏上美国大地的惨绿少年，他已不复有当年倾倒欧洲的美丽文字，这世上最爱他的女人与他最爱的男人都已离他而去，这人间他已无可留恋。
但这么一个以美为生命的人，即使在死后，也是不甘平庸的。穿过一排排名人的墓碑（肖邦，莫里哀，拉封丹，普鲁斯特，巴尔扎克……），在幕园最深处，他的近三米高的白色墓碑傲然挺立，仍然那么骄傲，仍然那么不羁，仍然那么的不把整个世界放在眼里。Epstein为他在墓石上雕出一个有着巨大翅膀的裸体天使，这块墓石一竖起来便引起轩然大波，墓园管理人甚至毁去了天使的“offending part”。呵不愧是王尔德，一如生时。
但最让我震惊的，还是那些唇印——墓碑正面，人身高可及的地方，都满满的吻上了唇印。多在天使下面镌有王尔德名字的墓石上，也有的触到了天使的双腿，甚至高处天使的面颊和嘴唇上，也稀稀疏疏的留下了几个唇印。什么颜色都有，从淡粉到浓朱，从米黄到深棕，有年月久远颜色褪得只剩一个印子了的，有新近印上去还是鲜艳的大红的，甚至有因为没有唇膏而用笔画上去的。那一瞬我感动得几乎要流泪。在他的时代他不能为世人所容，但百年之后却还是被如此的热爱着。是哪个痴心人第一个想到这样做的呢？真的，只有吻才够表达我们对他的爱，这个终其一生在书写着绝望的爱和美的人。
他为自己写了墓志铭。他说：
I was a man who stood in symbolic relations to art and culture of my age. I had realized this for myself at the very dawn of my manhood, and had forced my age to realize it afterwards. Few men hold such a position in their lifetime and have it so acknowledged. It is usually discerned, if it is discerned at all, by the historian, or the critic, long after both the man and his age have passed away. With me it was difference. I felt it myself, and made others feel it.
I made art a philosophy, and philosophy an art; I altered the minds of men, and the colour of things; I awoke the imagination of my century so that it created myth and legend around me; I summed up all things in a phrase, all existence in an epigram; whatever I touched I made beautiful.
而他真正的墓碑后面，只是简单的概括了他的一生。出生，死亡，从都柏林到牛津的求学岁月中的辉煌业绩。说他是“莎乐美和其它美丽作品的作者”，虽然是英文，定是法国人写的——莎乐美是他唯一用法语完成的剧本。碑的底部写道，这座墓碑由一位夫人捐献，以纪念她对这位诗人的爱慕。巴黎，只有在巴黎。想起来柳七身后，青楼女子们为他集资送葬。
OSCAR WILDE, Authors of Salomé and other beautiful works, was born at 21 Westland Row, Dublin, October 16 1854. He was educated at Portora Royal School, Enniskillen, and Trinity College Dublin, where he obtained a scholarship and won the Berkeley Gold Medal for Greek in 1874. Sometime Demy of Magdalen College in Oxford he gained a first-class in Classical Moderations in 1876, a first-class in Literae Humaniores and the Newdigate Prize for English verse in 1878. He died fortified by the Sacraments of the Church on November 30 1900, at the Hotel D’Alsace, 13 Rue des Beaux Arts, Paris. RIP.
“VERBIS MEIS ADDERE NIHL AUDEBAHT ET SUPER ILLOS STILLABAT ELOQUIUM MELIUM”
And alien tears will fill for him
Pity’s long-broken urn
For his mourners will be outcast men
and outcasts always mourn
This tomb the work of Jacob Epstein, was given by a lady as a memorial for her admiration of the poet.
我静静的倚在墓石上，许久许久。百年前一个灵魂如流星般的闪亮，那瞬间的辉煌便被永远的传唱。他骄傲得要影响一个时代，而他的影响却超越了他的时代。他一生所执着的美丽，照耀了多少人的生命。我也撕下一张纸给他写信，用绿色的笔。亲爱的奥斯卡，我对他说，我是从童话中认识你的。夜莺，快乐王子，小燕子，星孩，你教给我爱与美。那时候我还不知道你还是个诗人，心灵却早被你诗意的文字占据。你不容于你的时代，却被你之后的世世代代爱着和纪念着。百年之后还有这许多爱你的人从世界的各个角落来到这里扫你的幕，你是不会寂寞的。我知道你不懂得中文，却还是要把这两句诗给你——那是另一个我所爱的诗人在三百年前写下的：身世悠悠何足问，冷笑置之而已。
我没有唇膏，把粉色的润唇膏抹上，仔细地在天使的腿上印下深深的一吻。双唇触到那冰凉而粗糙的墓石，心头涌起一阵悲哀。夹道的大树有浅绿色的小花落了满地，我从墓上拾起一朵落花夹在笔记本里，作为此行的纪念。再见，我在心中默默的说，我会再来看你的。
再见，奥斯卡。
如果有谁的电脑有问题，可以电邮问我，可以帮忙的我一定帮。：）现在ADMIN又没有再请人？
暂时没发现新面孔. 我们那里不能联网打印了,1320那台.
Was there any error msg displayed? 1320 connected by usb port, handling one or two computers are alright, but when it comes to big volume printing from different computers, its limitation in memory might not be able to cope. Has this been reported to Admin?
今天发现电脑都弄好了, 谢谢你.
An angel, name Justin turn up in the office one morning. He goes around, touching those computers and bring them back to life. How wonderful!
But the computers still miss you very much.
Good to hear that! Who's Justin is that the volunteer Justin?
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