well as you can see, I have changed this thing yet again! don't get me wrong, i really did like the billy joe picture, but ofcouse this one is better. i love this picture. i have it on the wall in my living room. it's a huge one too, takes up most of the wall. i remember when i was in paris, i wanted to go stand next to the place where these two were. next to the lightpost. but ofcourse I ended up walking completely the wrong way, and didn't feel like walking back. someday i will go back to the hotel de ville, and stand there. maybe i will have my wife with me. we can be one of the i'm sure millions who have thought to kiss in that direct spot. and i will just have to be one of those millions. call it romantic, call it retarded, call it dorky, but hey, that's just me. for those who know me, it's pretty ironic how i picked this template. or maybe it's just funny to me. see i never really like tons of color. now don't get me wrong, i'm not like a depressed individual who only likes black, but i just have never been into bright colors (except in the 80's ofcourse). As I got older, I was into a more industrial look, and what i mean is like my clothing, and my room. If I had a house back then, it would have been very industrial, with stainless steal and metal tables, with black furniture. all my pictures were only black and white. i like that stuff back then. I hated wood, i hated earthy stuff. But as I got older, and I visted Vallarta that one spring, I slowly changed my mind. Green started to come into my visual palate. Suddenly I found myself buying tropical, more colorful comforters for my bed. I shyed away from the cold metal and greyness. Even the way I dressed changed. No more black and navy blue all the time, now yellow, and red, and baby blue. it was strange to me. and i liked it. i remember i even went to the lengths to buy a bamboo lamp, and had bamboo roll up blinds on my windows. i traded my metal silver queen sized bed, for a twin bed with a tropical feel to it. It was definately the mexican coming out in me. That trip to Vallarta changed me. In good ways and bad. But now I've changed again. I'm not back to the cold metallic me, but I'm not the crazy tropical me either. I'm lost somewhere in between. I remember going to Pier 1 Imports with my brother and his gf and thinking, this stuff is crazy! Over my many trips to Mexico, I had seen much of the same stuff for ten times cheaper! And it was made right there by some little old man! I remember laughing to myself, these rich people! How they pay and waste so much money, on what? to make it seem like they live in a hut! they decorate like they are poor and live in a third world country! How silly that seemed to me. I vowed to never be like that. Never to have my things in a way that I forget who I really am, or where I really come from. So now, I am in between. Now my thing is simplicity. All I have ever wanted was a simple life, but yet it never works out like that. I think about it now, and I don't even remember how a simple life is lived? But now in everything, I try for simplicity. I'm a minimalist in a way. The less the better. Even though it seems like I have too much of everything. So I guess that's what's ironic. The template I have picked is very simple. Too Simple to some. Not a lot of color, but some. A switch from the old one which was along the lines of the Mexican flavor. I think as I get older, I will come to know what I really want. In life, in love, in my blog template. For now, I just wait and wonder what will the future bring, and who will I be kissing next to that light post.