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Jet-setting June 8, 2009

Posted by larchiviste in Philosophy, Spare time, Tora, Travels.
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Many readers usually think that the jet setter’s life is all fun and pleasure. But only few insiders do know that in reality, for one great party on the other side of the world, there are many, many hours of waiting in the airport VIP lounges…

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Happy New Year 2009! January 5, 2009

Posted by larchiviste in Art, Cinema, Friends, Spare time, Tora, Travels.
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toramouseFor those who are still wondering where I was celebrating the holiday season, here is a short video.

It’s a Smith World after all!

Seen on the Streets of Prague July 29, 2008

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No, not me (at least not recently; and they couldn’t prove it, so just drop it)…

Thanks to the bloke who sent this in and in response to your letter, No! I will not do what you asked and I have sent the ‘items’ you enclosed to the Police, together with your contact details. Weirdo.

Liberty and WiFi for All July 18, 2008

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Liberty and WiFi for All

As an international jet-setter, people ask what is my favorite ‘home working’ city.  It has to be the city that has lots to do and see, plenty of hot-spots, unusual entertainment activities, the city that never sleeps – Bangkok New York.

So why did I leave?

Well, following the recent renovation of the famous statue (see right) it is almost like I never left.

Antarctica – Exploring Underwater Volcanoes with the Penguins. July 17, 2008

Posted by wordsmith101 in Sciences, Tora, Travels.
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This is the story of how I came to live with the penguins for a full year:

It was a Sunday morning, Mrs. Snaggletooth carried the morning paper from the foryer to my bedroom, as she did everyday, I flipped through to the help wanted section only to find the help wanted ad that would change my life:

Men Wanted: For hazardous journey. Small wages, bitter cold, long months of complete darkness, constant danger, safe return doubtful. Honour and recognition in case of success.

It sounded so enticing that I immediately called the number provided, and was asked to arrive at the harbour for an interview that afternoon.  The man with whom I spoke said his name was Shacklebum, I charmed him with my singing and he said that he liked the look of me, hiring me on the spot. 

The following day I said goodbye to Mrs. Snaggletooth and arrived at the harbour prepared for my journey to Antarctica. Our journey was perilous, but whisky and song help us through.  Upon arriving in Antarctica I suffered from a very serious bout of laringitis, and I was unable to sing for weeks.  The ship was planning to leave Antarctica as winter was moving closer, but they refused to let me board as without my singing voice, I was of no use to them.  There I was with the penguins… all alone, and without even an internet connection. 

As time passed, I came to be one of the penguins,  I ate fish, I rode the ice luge, I even took the pelts of the dead penguins and sewed together a penguin suit.  As my voice returned I found penguin love, sharing songs with these beautiful creatures.  As my penguin pelt suit became complete I was able to start diving with the penguins to explore underwater volcanoes.  It is unfortunate that the lense of my underwater camera broke, and I am not able to share their underwater beauty with you.

Despite the joy of spending this time with the penguins, I began to yearn for Mrs.Snaggletooth’s company, and the warm neon lights of my corner karaoke bar.  It was agreed that my penguin family would escort me across the ocean in my penguin pelt to Patagonia, where I could continue on my journey home.  The pelt kept me warm, and my escorts pulled me along when I became too tired to swim.  After 54 hours of swimming, we arrived in Patagonia and had our tear filled goodbyes. 

The first 3 ships I tried to hitch to Buenos Aires wouldn’t pick me up in my penguin pelt suit, but you know what they say, “4th time is a charm”, and the 4th ship I was able to flag down provided me with a jumpsuit to change into, and took me all the way to Panama… but that is a story for another day.

IronWifi July 16, 2008

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During my trip in Afghanistan, I met and spent a bit of time with my friend Tony Stark. It was really fun to spend time in a hole in the middle of nowhere. we had couscous, lamb… With Omar (at the right side on the picture) we helped him to build his ARK micro power Wifi rooter. It’s a powerfull internet rooter that makes an intensive light. An amazing master piece. But Tony, a wifi rooter needs to be plug to a internet connexion, right ? how do you want me to “work from home” without internet access? Ahhh Tony, I just couldn’t do it from there. Call me when you leave the desert, ok ?

On the Road Again July 16, 2008

Posted by larchiviste in Philosophy, Tora, Travels.
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Well my friends, that was a fun day, filled with chinchillas and Wifi hotspots. It reminds me of a quote by the magnificent Confucius:

Choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life.

I can’t wait to see what the morning will bring. But surely I know it will be good.

Masters of the Universe July 16, 2008

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I just found an old picture from a vacation on the Black Sea. That was a fun trip…

God Save the Chinchillas July 16, 2008

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Visiting my good friend Liz

Visiting my good friend Liz

On my way to the BBC studios in London, I could not stop by and say hello to my good friend Liz. Not a big fan of chinchillas though, but she loves corgis. Another fantastic conversation topic, around a great cup of tea. She made me feel like a prince too…

Isn’t life beautiful?






Ahhh le Cinema, Cannes, son Festival… July 16, 2008

Posted by alexterieur in Cinema, Media, Tora, Travels.
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I really love cinema, I could even say, the camera loves me … that what George was repeating me all night long, standing drunk at the bar of the Carlton Hotel at 4 am…

The night before, he introduced me Harrison and Steven. Cool Guys! While finding his way to the toilet of the disco club, with David Getta, our Dj for the night, George told that he wanted me to be the main character of his next super production – “promises in the night never see daylight…” that what we say. But surprisingly, that is how I ended up with these guys on the picture: The next day, we all went at the beach of the Carlton Hotel, to shoot few scenes of George next super production and in the evening, invited for an interview by the French TV, “Canal plus”. 

To tell you the truth, I just didn’t feel like pursuing the job with them. I need to focus on my real “work from home” tasks, and I am already booked by the BBC for a report in Iraq and Afganistan. Late at night, I had to say “good bye” to my new friends. I promised i would pay them a visit in L.A. as soon as I would have a bit of time for me and my chinchillas

Volcanic Rock Warms My Soul July 16, 2008

Posted by wordsmith101 in Spare time, Tora, Travels.
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Look at that gorgeous volcanic rock!

My love of both volcanoes and chinchillas started as a child.  When Mount St. Helens exploded, I stole my mom’s car and drove there, just to watch the ash float through the sky.  I was only 8.   That trip also led to my love of chinchillas – In search of a travel companion I stopped by a pet store and stole a chinchilla, Mrs. Snaggletooth was her name. 

Upon arriving at Mount St. Helens, I was consumed by watching ash fall around me… it was like a rainfall of smoke precipitating after being barfed from the mouth of the earth.   My chinchilla, Mrs. Snaggletooth, also enjoyed the ash, but in a different way.  Mrs. Snaggletooth loved to use the fallen ash as a dust bath. 

Years later, Mrs.Snaggletooth is no longer with me, but I am now the proud father of her 26 great grandchildren.  Mrs. Snaggletooth loved fresh volcanic ash, and passed this loved town to her descendants.  All 26 great-grandchildren of Mrs.Snaggletooth refuse to take dust baths in anything except fresh volcanic ash.

Here I am ‘working from home’ on the side of a volcano, which is just starting to sprinkle down flakes of joy for me to carry home to Mrs.Snaggletooth’s beloved descendants. I miss you Mrs.Snaggletooth – I hope that there are lots of volcanoes in chinchilla heaven!

Trip to Amsterdam – 1998 July 16, 2008

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I just love the city. I went there first time in Summer 1998. I was invited in many places and i even could stay few nights in the Red light district. the infrastructure is pretty advanced, Wifi at every stair.

Here I am catching up some work, connected to the Hot Wifi Network.