Di Provenza il mar, il suol

This aria brings back memories of my father more than anything else—like negotiating with my girlfriends.

Maybe the presence of the father in most oh his operas, makes feel so close to Verdi/.

Journal or diary

 This blog is definitively a personal diary.

What other point could a blog possibly have? Even when I offer an opinion on the news, a concept, or a story, these are my personal thoughts of the moment. The more concise, the more effective. I’m not writing essays; I’m capturing the architecture of a thought.

I write this in response to Grok,  an AI that dismissed my blog as 'just personal thoughts.' To that, I say: Cogito, ergo sum on the internet. 

Jules Renan please rescue me.

UNTIED

 I have a joke on stage where I blame my mother because my shoes always come untied. Today, I actually almost had an accident over it, so I went online looking for a practical solution.

To my surprise, the internet says my shoelaces have a spiritual meaning.

According to the experts, constantly untied shoes are related to "unresolved loose ends in life, unchangeable problems, and spiritual instability." Some people say it's an omen of romance or that someone is thinking of you. Others say it means a "lack of grounding" and a need to find peace in the chaos.