Ok, so I admit I did not know what that means until this past weekend while attending a party. Whether it is a chosen way of living, a disguised way of suffering in silence and hope, like living vicariously, the Fear Of Missing Out can feel like a…
Ok, so I admit I did not know what that means until this past weekend while attending a party. Whether it is a chosen way of living, a disguised way of suffering in silence and hope, like living vicariously, the Fear Of Missing Out can feel like a…
Turning back on the memory lane these days, remembering when the venue B., my work partner, and I were responsible for was opening to welcome Olympic and Paralympic athletes to train before the big broadcast trial a few weeks later: it was stressful, exhilarating, chaotic, energising,…
The clock is ticking, and seems to go faster sometimes until I realise that it is just an illusion, that I am letting some external circumstances get the best of me. Pointless: it is “just” stress. Some say it is hormonal, and I tend to…
Yes, 2012 is a bissextile year, or leap year. February of these years is called an embolismic month, it changes name for some, such as Adar Alef or Adhika Maasa. Marketers have already invested in campaigns to reflect on how one can spend this extra day, like it…
Muhammad Ali had a party thrown for his 70th birthday in Las Vegas this weekend. Some big sport and entertainment celebrities showed up and contributed to the “Power of Love” Charity. Sure it was an all-star bash, and getting in was at a price: raising funds for a…
Sure, the news could drag my spirit down, or the weather, a rugby game cancelled, Rome bailing out of the 2020 Olympic bid, remembering Nodar Kumaritashvili two years ago in Whistler. And the list goes on… until I decide to stop it and steer my spirit for good (if…
That could come out of the construction department looking after the venues in preparation of the 2012 Summer Games in London. The clock is ticking: 198 days left until the countdown shows “zero”. That could come from any hopeful candidate running for a special mandate, whether it…
Typical teenager of my generation (in France), I fell for Luc Besson’s movie The Big Blue. For the longest time, I resisted to the phenomenon until a friend dragged me to watch it at Le Grand Rex on a cold Sunday. While I had not been impressed with…