ambition is a dirty word

...well, at least for me.

I've had so many ideas running through my head - from the banal: am I at the place I want to be in my life; to the profound: will Juve be kicked down to Serie B - and have been developing so many interests (amongst which: photography, pilates, embarrassing myspace addiction), that it's been difficult to get back here with thoughts in place, existential i's dotted, philosophical t's crossed, in order to write them down, and impart a little insight to the faithful (i hope) few who visit this site to find a virtual connection with me (since the physical one is a bit difficult given my rare visits to the U.S.). That's my convoluted excuse, and I'm stickin' to it.

Here's the latest:

New Digital Camera: It's the Sony Cybershot P200. I paid an honest € 289 for it, and am very happy, because it has a lot of useful features, a quick shutter, an easy-to-use menu, and seems to take good pictures (see the latest on myflickr).

Flickr: Was truly obsessed last week, checking out other people's photos, looking for images I wanted (Totti, Movie Posters, Bunnies), and getting inspired. It's incredible what you can find there. I'm really pleased it exists.

Summer comes to Rome: Finally. We've had such a rainy Winter and Spring, that it's extra-special to finally have a little heat here in Rome. Even though its muggy.

High School Friends: Through myspace, have gotten in touch with and been contacted by a bunch of old friends, which is really kind of sweet. I think. Are we interested in seeing where are old friends have gone and what they have accomplished in order to appreciate them and praise them, or do we just want to see how we stack up against them? For my part, though I haven't realized any sort of yuppie (how retro) success, or reached levels of hipness to inspire awe in my peers, or, let's admit it, even traversed the little goals expected of those who haven't accomplished these things by getting married or having children, I am proud of who I am, the experiences I've had, and the lessons I've learned. And like the Cat, I, too, may look at a King. It's true that I am sort of adrift here in Rome, and it's definitely not unpleasant, but corresponding with these ex-classmates ex-roommates ex-cohorts does bring on a bit of nostalgia, a bit of that famouse Portuguese saudade:

"a vague and constant desire for something that does not and probably cannot exist, for something other than the present, a turning towards the past or towards the future; not an active discontent or poignant sadness but an indolent dreaming wistfulness." - A.F.G Bell

And, that is a perfect description of my emotional state since I've been living in Rome.

Kisses and Hugs to Everyone..I dream wistfully of you all!