Favourite favourite

How many favourite restaurants do you have? Which one is your favourite favourite restaurant?

Noa

I never hid the fact that Sant Ambroeus is my favorite restaurant in Manhattan. Yes I dined and wined a few ladies and a few men at San Domenico, but Sant Ambroeus is my favorite. Did I answer your question?

Noa

I wondered where you were. I know your job has to do with films. Were you busy with the film festival?

Yes, I was at the filmfestival, pitch sessions during some production platform. And then lots of other things happened (describing them is just too damn depressing).

depressing???

Are you serious? I really assumed it's fun!

Ilanit

Struggling is depressing darling. Do you remember in 91 or 92 when I was a struggling writer and I was trying to sell you my book, and all you were interested in was my body? Yes, that was pretty depressing to me. I was trying to pitch my work and you were trying to chew on my nipples. Excuse me darling, for once and for all, that was depressing. And I don’t care if this happened in 91 or 92. You decided to come back in my life, by commenting on this site as if there’s no tomorrow. You took the risk that you would open some wounds – so don’t call it pathetic when someone feels the moral obligation to talk back to you. I assume that our dear Noa met somebody like you at the film festival. Thank you.

Arnon: you hit the nail on the head. To top it off, some nasty stuff is going on in my personal life (rather, of those close to me) - all to do with health, leaving you to wonder why on earth you're even wasting so much time trying to sell stories to people who aren't interested in stories.

The past

@Arnon
I try to answer now due to technical problems with my PC.
Indeed it is often difficult to explain why we get involved in certain activities. A constant factor for me can be considered that I was always a kind of assistant. By assisting people in trouble I often end up finding myself running the show (behind the curtains though - I am a good organiser). My activities were also motivated by trying to make the world around me a better place to live in, so I assisted artists, revolutionaries and even mere pleasure seekers, mostly for free (managing a brothel is not the same as being a pimp, it is mere a desk top job – the glamour is for rap movies). Of course I was wrong but that is not so important now.
By the way, I found letter to M., a love letter, very good indeed.
Concerning Ilanit, in those days, a naked woman, how beautiful she may be, opening the door for me would have certainly made me run away, sorry Ilanit, I had a kind of education (see 2nd part of Clockwork Orange).

Living in the past II

It is funny, in those days, willing to improve the world around me, I knew, I was acting simply for own benefit: who would benefit more from a safer and more accessible and gentile world then myself? Sometimes I got cynical: once I made a model portrait of the true enemy of the revolution for some revolutionary group and I ended up portraying myself. They were only slightly amused.
Enough about myself now. So Arnon, I do understand your aspirations, somehow.

Noa

You are not selling stories -- you are selling yourself.

The analogy would then be ..."trying to sell yourself to people who aren't interested in you." (ie: me).

ps: Ayaan is back. Thank goodness, hysteria here we come.

Arnon

Is ther anything I can do to stop this fight?

To disappear?

Arnon (continuing from yesterday)

Grrrhmm, you are right. (poverty and outsourcing). I guess that is why I have this plan to outsource myself from this business and start research. Also because I love the role of the observer. Although probably then, I may again judge myself as being too elitist, just like I did when I was a pianist. And I still like this existentialist thinking that you are responsible for the consequences of your actions, including in-actions. So that questions the position of the observer, the journalist, the writer. Is it allright to just stand by and watch? Maybe it is, often it is maybe even less harmful than acting. And the observer plays a crucial role in advicing others how to act best. So then it comes back to a question of personality, whether you can manage to do that: stand by and watch without acting. Buddhist way of life. Or biological upmake.

Sorry to hear about your waiter. My father's name is Bennie as well. He just rang me to remind him I had to wish him happy holidays - he is going to Switzerland tomorrow. So he opened with : Gruss Gott. Nice intervention that puts everything in perspective again ;-)

Manon

Is it your personal wish, or do you think I should read that between the lines?

Ilanit

Send me a picture. Of you and your family. That’s all I’m asking for.

picture

why?

ilanit

Voodoo, my beloved one, hundred percent voodoo.

voodoo

So, in other words there is no way?

Ilanit

Give me your trust and I give you a better life.

Arnon

Do you think I’m in need for a better life?

llanit

Aren't we all?

No.

Pjötr

The author of the Jewish ‘mishna’, Shimon ben Zoma wrote: Who is rich? He who is satisfied with his lot, as it is said: 'When you eat the toil of your hands you are fortunate and it is good for you' .

Lost

(I) Look at all the drama.

Ilanit

The bottom line is this: you don’t want to send me a picture of you and your family.

Mr. Arnon, are you (still) in love with Ilanit?

@ Arnon

Could a picture of me and my family replace Ilanit's refusal?

Dens

I'm in love with Oscar Wilde's girlfriend Laura.