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卓玛拉措的藏身之地Indie romantic June 22 倒霉的一周。。。刚准备写,发现下面那片居然是rp qp都不错,fft,看来rp qp守恒定律不败啊。。那上周输了单打是不是这周末的州决赛能恒回来?hoho...
先是周二输给了一个很讨厌的家伙。15:0能说成40:0,45:15也居然game了。那大伙别费劲了,连in叫成out都不必,屁股往地上一坐,直接数到6:0就可以了。那天傍晚暴热,这个倒霉的屯子湿度快接近饱和了,跟杭州似的,真能把人闷死。95F, heat index feels like 107F,我的妈呀,原来是武汉啊。汗如雨下地磨了2个半小时,满场就看我在那拍她,拍来拍去的居然还拍不死这只讨厌的苍蝇,算我输,ok,我要再练winner,速度加更快。
然后。。。有些倒霉事儿居然忘了,faint,老了不中用了。那直接说到周六吧,和hehe去逛街前上sams,discover那个烂卡突然deny我的transaction。奇怪亚,于是周日打电话,原来是我订的两张机票一共$620,transaction 完成了,authorization没release,结果直接造成除了$620 transaction,还有$620 在available credit line里给held住了,造成我超过了$1500的credit line。我还没说呢,这个倒霉的discover烂卡,当初拼命骚扰我让我申请,我一申请就据我。完了继续拼命骚扰我。终于我又申请了,当时我的score差不多700+,居然给我800大洋的credit line,然后每年250那么低调地涨。真是豆包还把自己当块干粮了。小姐还蛮横,说这不干我们事,你要给hotwire/nwa whoever charged your cc,叫他们release authorization。我老不是学finance的,可是我给两边打电话,两边都不承认是他们charge的,都说钱在对方那。我就这么被踢皮球来回来去每个打了三次,最后一次还是discover/nwa/me三方,还是照例被nwa的老头教训了一番(ps, nwa客服全是老头,hotwire全是小伙,discover全是大妈),完了discover的大妈就悄悄挂线溜走了。气死我了,浪费我一个小时。仔细想想,我还不管了,只可惜没给最前面那个大妈留个bad feedback。她可牛了,来回来去跟我罗嗦同一个答案,就是不take action。我说I don't think I should be the one to deal with this shit. 她说: if you keep cutting me off, I'm gonna release the call. 靠去你的,你的活儿成我的了,transaction结束的时候authorization就应该release。否则我被charge两遍?完了我还要自己take care? 开玩笑啊。
总之这张烂卡,reward攒到下一个$20我就cancel之。
唯一的闪光点,那就是在express占了一趟便宜,嘿嘿,小二被逼答应给我们用那个supposed不能用于clearance的20% off coupon,说只要有一件full price就行。hehe比较狠,要去拎根皮带凑数。我一看,express的皮带都不是我的泰普,还是弄件小衫吧!deal不能敲太狠了,攒点rp啊rp
June 10 最近人品球品都不错Evansville summer league 3.5 team,第一场,6:2, 6:2,对我来讲可以算第二个benchmark,因为感受到了什么叫淡定:)) 傍晚天气潮湿闷热,蚊子不少。对手是春季联赛的队友,6月底还要一起去打州赛,身材苗条移动灵活的中老年美。。。国妇女。看起来经常和暴力男(儿子)打球,所以我的底线top spin 也吃得不多,基本可以奔过去又高又飘地攮回来;个子高volley稳,正反手都较稳定,还会主动去打角度winner,所以不完全算磨派,缺点是球速低。之前战绩很不错 一开头上来我发球局,劈里啪啦地就丢了。喝口水冷静一下,好好想了想,决定不发力,打顺了warm up再说。说来也怪,突然间就好了:动作也顺了,击球也准了,心灵也淡定了:DD 就像上次cc所说的,不要逼迫自己一上来就打角度winner。趁对方也还没完全warm up,嗖嗖地拿到5:1,松懈一点丢了一局,拿下第一盘。 第二盘上来决定开始发一发,所以又丢了发球局。。。:PP 然后发现她开始适应我总吊反手位底线,于是换成打正手位小斜线,同时继续尝试发力一发。好像有俩s球,互磨的过程基本是:左左右右左,偶尔吊个小球。星期天看霏霏的比赛特有灵感,现在对小球的控制也比以前好,以前反手总放超过发球线,现在能放到发球线内了,偶尔还能吊个超近的。就这么磨几个瞅个冷不丁砸一拍winner到边线,导致回合数增多,期间也有一些失误,第二盘拖拖拉拉打到了3:2。 这时她有一个lob吊到我反手位底线角上,我吊回去她已在网前要高压,我狂奔回中点,她高压下网,我的左脚心却开始抽筋,只好坐在地上按了半天。算起来也是头回网球场上抽筋,主要是尝试各种不同打法,场上左奔右突的,有一个回合打了快20个吧,从右下角奔到左上角之类的。按好了脚回来打了一个球,又不行了,又按了半天。这时别人都打完了,就我俩还在打。再次回到场上,后面也差不多,她要拿我每一分都很艰难。最后1个半小时,报比分的时候大伙都很诧异,还以为我们打到7:5之类的了,呵呵 June 09 搬家大吉!!这几周可把我给忙坏了:车被划,打比赛,搬家,打比赛,收拾房子,打比赛,房子不停地出问题。。。脑袋转圈不止啊,给人手机打电话结果执著地打到办公室去了都。。。时间嘛过得嗖嗖的。有时候想想,这是我在过日子,还是日子在过我啊? 就这样稀里糊涂胖胖乎乎地过了1,2,3,4,5。。。月,迎来了。。火热的6月。 搞笑的旧apt, 在我找好房子以后,还有两周就要搬家了,给我打个电话问:我们终于pet friendly了,你还想留下来吗?WTH。。。想得美,门儿都没有。继我之后,同事的车也终于被划了,还打碎了一个尾灯;整个4-5月,就我那个小角落,911来了不少于4次。总是看见火警开进来呜哇呜哇地叫个不停,烦人得很。总之,我心已定,搬!!! 就是没想到真的有那么多东西。。。。。。。。 事先计划得挺好,充分利用车能拖5000 lb,在Uhaul租了个大号拖车 其实连接起来很简单,就是要买一个trailer ball+hitch,把trailer上的那个头抬起来扣住trailer ball;负责转向灯和刹灯的wire harness已经装好,把trailer上的电线插上即可 倒霉的Uhaul第一次测我们的wire harness, 居然说是坏的。害得zyu还专门去dealer那跑了一趟,人家测试了半天,很奇怪地说这是好的亚?再跑回Uhaul,才说是好的,ft,估计那个电笔是坏的,bs!!!! 装好了是这样: 然后就开装咯~~嗨呦嗨~~县长也来帮忙 Tim 大力士相当的有成就感啊!! 就这样,四个人搬了3车,才勉强在还车终点前把trailer还掉。多谢县长和Tim大力士,9am – 6pm! 纯体力活儿亚!剩下的我就狂收拾,一直到半夜12点,总算差不多收拾了个差不离,把我的烂家具都摆了进去。这个apt是全新的,最大的优点就是这个客厅,有大大的四扇窗户+阳台门,相当明亮,饭厅小小的也成一个角落 厨房的布局很合理,台面多,还有一个小角落正好给小猫们放猫砂盆,电器都是全新的,digital耶~~ 浴室不大不小,正好够用,专门去搞了一个拱形外凸的杆子,浴缸里宽敞多了 卧室很宽敞,最爽的是大衣橱,终于把所有的衣服都挂出来的愿望实现了一半多——除了冬天的衣服都能挂出来了!嘿嘿~~ 客厅也挺宽敞,我这个房间靠边,所以多一扇窗户 可以望见这个apt的人工湖(路还没修好) 没法子,混得惨啊;总是在一居室搬来搬去搬来搬去的,我还美滋滋儿~~穷命~~~~搬进“新家”以后,本屯儿也顿感亲切了许多。 唉,不过,搬家把大伙都累坏咯~~ 除了这个小胖妞,最近又见长!!随娘。。。 :DD June 04 20年前的今天今天把我忙得要死,从早到晚,连吃饭都在打电话。一沓那个糊涂哇,这也坏那也坏。
终于下午有点空,一气cancel掉俩meeting,得空坐上来才想起来,今儿是著名的鹿四啊。。。说点儿啥好呢?天安门之类的,好多年前都看过了,现在都快忘了,难道重新看一遍?。。。努力回忆,好像也就是电视上播放悬挂着被烧死的解放军尸体;然后久经政治小斗争的老爸,因为成功地劝住了抡着椅子就要上街的学生,发了几百块“安定团结”奖金,不出意外地吃了一顿。
啊,我咋那么麻木呢?
是我更麻木,还是现实更麻木?一声不吭的20年过去了。恍若隔世,物是人非。学生鹿领导变成四处舔外国屁股的大叔大妈,回头看自己当年,是不是就像离了好几回以后拼命回忆初恋的澎湃激情?看来人确实不能活得太久,活着活着早就不是自己了。早先去世的那些年轻人,则永远年轻着,一个泡也没冒就那么消失了。
刚上大学的时候,得知我是我们镇中学有史以来第三个上清华的。前面有两位,都赶上了鹿四,结果其中一个精神问题休学回家,另一个毕业分配到浙江省水利厅很不爽,逐渐精神抑郁也出了问题,好像最后沦落到小卖部(未经证实)。所以以前我每到假期回家,偶尔和高中同学聚会,人家会开我玩笑:呀?你还没精神病哪?什么时候才得精神病啊?话说我们也不能维科学论是吧?谁说的发生两次就一定会发生了,我老神经大条得很。每次回头看以前都觉得有什么大不了的傻了吧唧的。我应该是第一代这么想的人吧。再往后就更难讲了,现在的小孩子们根本没经历过,谁还会记得那个?顶多翻翻书和网上录像,知道有这么回事儿。所以,鹿们要靠谁来翻盘呢?鹿自己的那一代普遍有一种忧郁的气质,八十年代年轻人刚刚醒转,诗意也好,纯洁也罢,反正都是过去的事了。领头的早纷纷跑出国,各走各活路,有的干脆走上了文科academic道路;随从的一哄而散,还有的人凑上来拿拿卡。往下就是我们这一代,我们没有流血,可能尚有愤怒,仍事不关己。再往下,刚才说了,网游的一代,骨瘦如柴精神匮乏喜欢李宇春的一代。指望谁啊?反过来,谁又会愿意去替当当当背这口黑锅呢?当当当当时的当权人物均已身亡。空留中年学子望空空悲切。被美帝利用完毕以后,鹿们注定孤凉。
好吧,我太损了。。听上去调调绝望?Ok, life is a bitch. We still need to fuck it. 干活。
May 26 江湖大盗俏佳人—— Bonnie & Clyde发现我的blog好久没有长文了。没长文,怎么能叫Scry 的blog呢?是吧?
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今天要说的是Bonnie and Clyde - 江湖大盗俏佳人
这张照片很久很久以前有一段时间是我的msn msg 头像 ,不少人问过我是谁。他俩含情脉脉互相甜蜜注视,女的姿态优美,手端步枪指着男子胸口,男子则坏笑着双手一摊,心说 你拿我怎么着吧?然也,这就是米国(曾经)著名的雌雄大盗Bonnie Park and Clyde Barrow,他俩是Barrow帮的主要成员 ,于大萧条时期穿梭美国中部,如入无人之境,置屁股后面穷追不舍的米国警察于不顾,一路上抢银行、抢小店、抢加油站 、杀警察。。。当然最后也被警察所杀,于最后的追捕中被击毙在偷来的一辆车里。他俩帅哥美女甜蜜蜜携手亡命天涯,“ 行侠仗义”,被称为“逃亡小车上的罗密欧与朱丽叶”。尤其是Bonnie,据同伙说她只负责内勤,从来没亲手开过枪本罪不致 死,却被一同击毙,自然引起人们的同情心和很大争论。
Bonnie 本名 Bonnie Parker (1910-1934),出身贫寒 ,自幼资质聪灵,尤其擅长写作,长得又漂亮可人,人如其名,娇小玲珑。
只可惜穷人的孩子早当家,16岁就结了第一次婚,非常短暂,Bonnie遇见Clyde的那一刻就结束了——从未与“前夫”Roy Thorton 真正离婚,Roy自己也在1937年试图越狱逃跑时被狱警打死了。她心甘情愿地跟随Clyde逃亡,途中还写下了好几首诗。抄录最出名的两首如下:
The Story of Bonnie and Clyde
by Bonnie Parker You've read the story of Jesse James -
Of how he lived and died. If you're still in need of something to read, Here's the story of Bonnie and Clyde. Now Bonnie and Clyde are the Barrow gang.
I'm sure you all have read How they rob and steal, and those who squeal Are usually found dying or dead. There's lots of untruths to these write- ups;
They're not so ruthless as that. Their nature is raw, they hate the law - The stool pigeons, spotters, and rats. They call them cold-blooded killers,
They say they are heartless and mean, But I say this with pride, that I once knew Clyde When he was honest and upright and clean. But the laws fooled around, kept taking him down
And locking him up in a cell, Till he said to me, "I'll never be free, So I'll meet a few of them in hell." The road was so dimly lighted;
There were no highway signs to guide; But they made up their minds, if all roads were blind, They wouldn't give up till they died. The road gets dimmer and dimmer;
Sometimes you can hardly see; But it's fight, man to man, and do all you can, For they know they can never be free. From heart-break some people have suffered;
From weariness some people have died; But take it all in all, our troubles are small, Till we get like Bonnie and Clyde. If a policeman is killed in Dallas,
And they have no clue or guide; If they can't find a fiend, They just wipe their slate clean And hang it on Bonnie and Clyde. There's two crimes committed in America
Not accredited to the Barrow mob; They had no hand in the kidnap demand, Nor the Kansas City Depot job. A newsboy once said to his buddy:
"I wish old Clyde would get jumped; In these awful hard times we'd make a few dimes If five or six cops would get bumped." The police haven't got the report yet,
But Clyde called me up today; He said, "Don't start any fights - We aren't working nights - We're joining the NRA." From Irving to West Dallas viaduct
Is known as the Great Divide, Where the women are kin, and the men are men, And they won't "stool" on Bonnie and Clyde. If they try to act like citizens
And rent them a nice little flat, About the third night they're invited to fight By a sub-gun's rat-tat-tat. They don't think they're too smart or desperate,
They know that the law always wins; They've been shot at before, but they do not ignore That death is the wages of sin. Some day they'll go down together;
They'll bury them side by side; To few it'll be grief - To the law a relief - But it's death for Bonnie and Clyde The Story of Suicide Sal
by Bonnie Parker We each of us have a good alibi
For being down here in the joint But few of them really are justified If you get right down to the point. You've heard of a woman's glory
Being spent on a downright cur, Still you can't always judge the story As true, being told by her. As long as I've stayed on this island,
And heard confidence tales from each gal, Only one seemed interesting and truthful - The story of Suicide Sal. Now Sal was a gal of rare beauty,
Though her features were coarse and tough; She never once faltered from duty To play on the up and up. Sal told me this tale on the evening
Before she was turned out free, And I'll do my best to relate it Just as she told it to me: I was born on a ranch in Wyoming,
Not treated like Helen of Troy; I was taught that rods were rulers And ranked as a greasy cowboy. Then I left my old home for the city
To play in its mad dizzy whirl, Not knowing how little of pity It holds for a country girl. There I fell for the line of a henchman
A professional killer from Chi; I couldn't help loving him madly, For him even I would die. One year we were desperately happy;
Our ill gotten gains we spent free; I was taught the ways of the underworld; Jack was just like a god to me. I got on the F.B.A. payroll
To get the inside lay of the job; The bank was turning big money! It looked like a cinch for the mob. Eighty grand without even a rumble -
Jack was last with the loot in the door, When the teller dead-aimed a revolver From where they forced him to lie on the floor. I knew I had only a moment -
He would surely get Jack as he ran; So I staged a big fade out beside him And knocked the forty-five out of his hand. They rapped me down big at the station,
And informed me that I'd get the blame For the dramatic stunt pulled on the teller Looked to them, too much like a game. The police called it a frame-up
Said it was an inside job, But I steadily denied any knowledge Or dealings with underworld mobs. The gang hired a couple of lawyers,
The best fixers in any mans town, But it takes more than lawyers and money When Uncle Sam starts shaking you down. I was charged as a scion of gangland
And tried for my wages of sin, The dirty dozen found me guilty - From five to fifty years in the pen. I took the rap like good people,
And never one squawk did I make. Jack dropped himself on the promise That we make a sensational break. Well, to shorten a sad lengthy story,
Five years have gone over my head Without even so much as a letter - At first I thought he was dead. But not long ago I discovered;
From a gal in the joint named Lyle, That Jack and his moll had got over And were living in true gangster style. If he had returned to me sometime,
Though he hadn't a cent to give, I'd forget all the hell that he's caused me, And love him as long as I lived. But there's no chance of his ever coming,
For he and his moll have no fears But that I will die in this prison, Or flatten this fifty years. Tomorrow I'll be on the outside
And I'll drop myself on it today, I'll bump 'em if they give me the hotsquat On this island out here in the bay... The iron doors swung wide next morning
For a gruesome woman of waste, Who at last had a chance to fix it Murder showed in her cynical face. Not long ago I read in the paper
That a gal on the East Side got hot, And when the smoke finally retreated, Two of gangdom were found on the spot. It related the colorful story
Of a jilted gangster gal. Two days later, a sub-gun ended The story of Suicide Sal. 一说Barrow gang利用了Bonnie的写作吸引媒体的注意力,才使他俩成为美国历史上最初的名人罪犯。Bonnie诗中所描述的“真相”,恐怕也没人知道了。
Clyde Barrow (1909-1934), 也是出身贫寒。一开始只不过小偷小摸而已,被逮住了关进监狱受到非人类摧残,出来以后就开始抢银行,据说抢劫的目的不是为了钱,就是为了和警察/监狱/政府对着干。事实上他也杀了不少警察和狱警,号称最趁手武器: M1918勃郎宁自动步枪(BAR)。
红颜薄命啊薄命,最后俩人的车被打成筛子状。可见警察对他们已经达到恨之入骨的程度了。
wiki上还有一小段录像,就是刚打了车子警察搜查的部分
安息吧!美女帅哥匪徒!!看,有人都给你们立碑了(被杀地点:Gabeland Louisiana):
好莱坞后来根据他俩的传奇,拍摄了电影Bonnie and Clyde。我没看过电影,不过从剧照上看非常假,还不如俩人本人那张照片来得情真意切。。。下面那张照片就是按照顶上第一张照片摆的pose, 是不是女的特丑姿势生硬、男的木呆呆?
后来Oliver Stone制作的《天生杀人狂》(Natural born killers, 1994),也是号称向Bonnie and Clyde致敬的作品。这部电影号称56天拍完,我老超级喜欢电影包括专辑音乐在内的所有一切。我老就喜欢争议性的东西
好啦,引用了Bonnie的分行诗作以后,本blog应该够长了吧? May 21 USTA 3.5 female league - Henderson Single-5.204:6, 7:5, 1:0 (10:2)
第一次扭亏为盈!
昨晚比赛的mm又是个左手,还是健身教练,个子高高的,blonde, 脸蛋漂亮,体脂目测不超过18%,体形那个相当的好(艳羡。。),据说前俩月还刚生了三年中连续的第三个孩子。。。移动就没得说了,目前见过最好的一位;发球double不超过3个,一发平击,二发也算不上月亮那么高那么软,最可恨的是drop ball距离网普遍不超过3 feet,吊死我好多回。。据说以前一直打double,网前失误很少,劫机高压都又刁又快,还动不动就上网。。。唯一不行的就是底线了,总之也能晃晃悠悠地磕回来。对我的top spin 底线lob也能lob回来。 但是,嘿嘿,被我咸鱼翻身了~~幸好昨晚发球是有的,double也没超过3个,一发直接得分数次。我俩基本都是自保发球局。 第一盘4:6,手感还没上来,正手出界失误较多,看来这掉磅的线一定抽个空子要去换掉; 第二盘尝试各种方法,其间被她吊死无数次,虽然5:3领先,被追成5:5,很不爽,定了定神,决定扬长避短,一招鲜吃遍天把所有球都捅到底线去。正好正手感觉差不多回来了(也太晚了),角度破了她好几个上网,6:5->7:5 长盘抢十继续遵循既定战术,左右来回抽底线边线,完全掌握了节奏,6:0, 6:1, 7:1,8:1, 8:2->10:2 结束战斗 这场比赛是第一场运用战术扭亏为盈,纪念一下。前面都是2:0胜,要不然输了第一局就丢了比赛(一次)。最大的收获是,由于她drop ball实在太低,逼得我不得不蹲了下去,突然找到了蹲下去的感觉~~以前和male player打太多了,对面来的top spin站得直直的照扣不误;后来对付female player就发现完全不灵,必须蹲低下去。。再下去。。 May 15 笑话一则最近贴tennis记录太多了,估计同学们进来一看赶紧又点出去了。。
下面插播笑话一侧,昨天吃中饭的时候从同事那里听来的
Guess a word that starts from "F", ends with "K", and means "do you" ?
放一天给答案~嘿嘿(某人不许发言) 好吧,答案是:401K 你们也太懒了,就等着看答案。。 May 14 USTA 3.5 female league - Henderson Single-5.143:6, 4:6 lost 对手曾经在高中和大学校队比赛,虽然十年没打了,从去年开始pick up,还是能看出来底子很好。还是左撇子,发球几乎 没有double,发过来的都是反手位侧外旋。我在左区吃她俩S,她在右区吃了我俩S。今晚的对手队也是8个队里的第一名,first single。我状态不好,尤其发球double 无数,某人把我的球拍留在trunk,导致弦受热变软,害得我正手小球放不出来,出界也不少,哼哼。。。总之输得不算太冤。暴露了我很多亟待整改的问题。比赛打了俩小时,挺累。。 总结1: 她没我跑得快,移动却好过我 屁股比我大多了,下蹲却好过我 总结2: 亟待整改:1。中场放小球角度;2。移动中的下蹲;3。一发稳定性 以上尤其是对应旧球 |
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