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Sunday, January 27th, 2008

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Friday, December 21st, 2007

The tip of a mosque, the sun setting and Robbie and I by the Nile

We ran into a lovely girl who loved playing with Robbie, the sunset at the Cairo airport and a boat sailing down the Nile
The streets feel very filiar and the people friendly and kind. The streets of Cairo I confess are dusty, dirty and incomplete. Everyone walks on the roads and crmed into any space are cars, buildings and scooters bumper to bumper, side by side blocking off streets and there are people everywhere. The streets at all hours are alive and noisy, because Egyptians just like to talk and been out and about regardless of the time. If your car horn isn’t working you haven’t got a fighting chance of getting through traffic, because normal traffic rules are ignored or dont exsist. Just the other day as I walked under a bridge and I ce across a herd of goats and sheep, very strange I thought seeing as I was right in the middle of this sprawling city metropolis, and there was no grass to been seen. I have seen cels too. The Nile is not right there, this biblical and historical river is not just outside my window flowing serenely by. People are fishing in the river from a top the many bridges and from little boats and then sell their produce on the street corners. I admit I haven’t been ge enough to buy from these particular sellers, food poisoning comes to mind. The Nile is not dotted with feluccas, cruise ships, small boats, house boats and on the distant shores as the sun sets, the tops of the many mosques can been seen as well as the few and far between Coptic Christian Church crosses. Cairo is not an azing city and I have been very blessed to have been here a second time, I thought after the first time I would never been back but here I .

Robbie out on the balcony, Lydia, Robbie and I and Robbie

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The crowded roof tops of Cairo at sunset, Robbie and I playing and the next door building

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Friday, 16 November
Paris, France, Europe

Some lovely statues, me and the Arc Du Triomphe and the Eiffel Tower

The Arc Du Triomphe, Notre D, The Eiffel Tower and The Louvre

The pyrid in front of the Louvre, a nice building and a building made of pipes?

A gorgeous bridge with golden statues, me at the Louvre and a Parisian Magazine

The Eiffel Tower up close, a weird woman lion statue and the Eiffel Tower looming in the background

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Monday, October 22nd, 2007

During “Borderline’s” massive run on MTV, Madonna came by the station’s studio and granted an interview to VJ Mark Goodman.

Several things are immediately apparent in this clip: Madonna is mature, intimidatingly intelligent, sexy as all get-out and full of self-confidence and drive, and Goodman is in way over his head.

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None of which is meant to overshadow the song itself, one of Madonna’s best. Playful and soulful, it could have easily been a girl group song from the Motown era, if not for the presence of all those synths. Though her vocals are rendered particularly high, there’s a great bit at 2:35 when she strains on the “stop driving me away” line with a bit of rock grit.

Essentially, this is where Madonna’s career began, and without this clip she might have never rolled around on the floor at the first VMAs.

 

What it’s really about is Madonna — wearing a choke chain, Ric Ocasek sunglasses and fishnet undergarments, spinning in circles and writhing around on the street like it’s her lover’s bed.

Forgive us if us ignore the subplot about the Andrew McCarthy dude in the aqua blue convertible. But wait, does Madonna become him in the end? You didn’t see that one coming.