Yesterday’s Sumida gawa fireworks ended up watching the few of them that could be launched, under an umbrella to protect the glasses and head from the drowning rain. Everything else ended soaking wet.

"Memorable Sumidagawa", as my umbrella comrade put it.

Then an awesome evening with a group of friends, talking about Japanese Post-office, Government, trying to do yoga, watching Les Misérables at O2 on DVD and ending in karaoke, which made me realize I should practice singing more.

Thanks for that last evening, folks!

A new very basic layout that will get updated and enhanced.

This one is born from the annoying fact that my digital life is scattered all over the internet. I’m not a big fan of this.

I will then try to build on the Web and gather all my things here.

That should include developping plugins to interact with Facebook, Last.fm, Path and Instagram, maybe Foursquare.

For now, only my personal notes and published articles from RSS feeds I follow will be available.

This silence following the end of a disc, material object, limited with boundaries. This object which makes us understand that the World in which he drowned us in belongs to another World, taking over once the disc ends.

This object, this Universe, is a chance in this continuous flow of missing silence…