Alley of lost time!

When I was reading Marcel Proust's "a la recherche du temps perdu", I never thought I would find it in this cute little village in Rubelle, near Paris. I have to admit that my condition was as mysterious and strange as the name of this alley. I had 37 glass of champagne the night before (till 6 am), but I was as good as can be and I was doing photography at 9:00 am, the same day. No headache, no hangover!

Tonight I went to see the new Linklater movie, A scanner darkly, which was a masterpiece. The guy is a genius. Whatever he does is a masterpiece. I’ll write about it later. But before the movie began, there was a trailer for this new horror movie, Pulse, that seriously scared the shit out of me! I mean, the trailer was screaming that the movie is bullshit but GOD it was scary!
Now I came back home, and there’s this dramatic weather and thunderstorms, and I’m so happy that I didn’t watch Pulse instead! I’m so gonna watch it but definitively, I’m gonna check the weather forecast beforehand and certainly, I’m not gonna watch it alone! Anybody in?!