Nightly Ramblings

I have been blogging for about 4 months now and I thought it was time for me to stop and take stock. As stated in my first posts on here, I was given the inspiration to blog by Salam Pax (Where is Raed?). Unfortunately, Salam seems to have disappeared from the blogosphere to spread his wings in the real world (From what I here, a documentary, he filmed has recently been released).

I have now written thousands of words (unfortunately, the stats facility has been "temporarily" disabled so I can not tell exactly how many) but it seems that this blog has taken a life of its own. Ok, I was never exactly clued at to what I would be talking about here but it appears the blog has taken the decision for itself. Amongst the blogs I regularly read (see the blogroll on the right hand side), there are personal accounts, musings, fiction, news. People tell about their lives, others comment on that of their country. As usual I seem to be sitting on the fence; both talking about my experiences (some of them anyway) and commenting on pieces of news which caught my eye. And as someone told me today, there seems to be a gay theme to my blog... One reassuring thing is that the title was quite aptly chosen. This is really aimless ramblings. Perhaps, I would have liked to have more personal stuff to write and possibly to rely little less on Gay.com and 365gay.com, but nothing in myself seem to be of enough importance to make it to these pages and at least to give me enough drive to write about it.

A point that both brings some disappointment and does not make things easier is the lack of reactions and comments I get from my few visitors. I know this is personal and I decide what is to be posted and what is not but the fact that is it published for all to read give the readers some sort of importance to and a right to give some input too. At the very least, I would be able to tell whether I am doing things right or not. If my ramblings are of any interest to anyone or if i am to be condemned to speak out in empty space. One sure is for certain though: I will continue to speaking out.

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A Short History of the Elephant and Castle and Its Name

Last night I attended a lecture by local historian Stephen Humphrey who discussed the general history of the Elephant & Castle, focussing more particularly on what he called its heyday (between 1850 and 1940). This is part of a week-long art project ( The Elephant Project ) hosted in an empty unit on the first floor of the infamous shopping centre, aiming to chart some of the changes currently happening to the area. When an historian starts talking about the Elephant and Castle, there is one subject he can not possibly avoid, even if he wanted to. Indeed my unsuspecting announcement on Facebook that I was attending such talk prompted a few people to ask the dreaded question: Where does the name of the area come from, for realz? Panoramic view of the Elephant and Castle around 1960/61. Those of us less badly informed than the rest have long discarded the theory that the name comes from the linguistic deformation of "Infanta de Castille", a name which would have become at

pink sauce | life, with a pink seasoning

As of tonight, my blog Aimless Ramblings of Zefrog , that "place where I can vent my frustration, express ideas and generally open my big gob without bothering too many people" which will be 6 in a couple of months, becomes Pink Sauce . While the URLs zefrog.blogspot.com and www.zefrog.eu are still valid to access this page, the main URL now becomes www.pinksauce.co.uk. There is a vague plan to create a proper website for www.zefrog.eu to which the blog would be linked. Why Pink Sauce , you may ask. It is both simple and complicated. For several years, I have grown out of love for the name of the blog. It felt a bit cumbersome and clumsy. That said, I never really looked into changing it, seriously. Tonight, for dinner, I had pasta with a special pink sauce of my concoction ; single cream and ketchup. I know most people while feel nauseous at the very though of the mixture but trust me, it's gorgeous. Don't knock it till you've tried it. After having had my platte

Review: Park Avenue Cat @ Arts Theatre

As we are steadily reminded throughout the hour and half hour of Park Avenue Cat , the new play by Frank Strausser, which had its "world premiere" this week-end at the Arts Theatre, time is money. Most of the play takes place in the office of a posh LA therapist who charges $200 per hour. So, having sat through the play, I am wondering why the author spent time writing it, why a production team spent time putting it up and why I and any audience member are asked to spent time (and money) watching it. The play, said to be "a triangle with four corners" (!), brings together a therapist (Tessa Peake-Jones), who is probably not enjoying her job all that much), Lily (Josefina Gabrielle - the eponymous Parc Avenue cat) as well as Philip (Gray O'Brien - aka Tony Gordon in Coronation Street) and Dorian (Daniel Weyman), Lily's lovers. In an interview on the play's dedicated website, Strausser (who was in the audience) explains that he thinks comedy comes out of a

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