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Entry no.: 1126

4 Jul 2010, 1:51 PM

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Life Ciclissimo

My friend George Pop, Brandient alumni, and my Brandient partner Cristi Petre started a new venture: Ciclissimo, the best place in Bucharest for buying (and maintaining)—mainly, but not only—premium folding bikes: the British design icon Brompton and the likes, seven days a week.

Ciclissimo Premium Bicycles Store, © Cristian -Kit- Paul, Aviatorilor 13, Bucharest, 2010.

Ciclissimo, Aviatorilor 13, București. © Cristian ·Kit· Paul. Click here or on the image to enlarge.

After buying no less than six bicycles from Ciclissimo (delivery and unpacking four of them being featured in Brandient Bike Day movie) I am in a position to both admire their enthusiasm and recommend them wholeheartedly.

Pay them a visit (right near Aviatorilor Square) and try some bikes on the dedicated lanes in front of the store—or follow Ciclissimo on Facebook.

Entry no.: 1125

4 Jul 2010, 1:51 PM

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Life Brandient Bike Day

Brandient Bike Day, © Cristian -Kit- Paul, Bucharest, 2010.

Brandient office, Bucharest. © Cristian Kit Paul. Click here or on the image to play video.

Entry no.: 591

20 Oct 2008, 11:21 AM

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Life Those stubborn fools

McCain supporter confronting the crowd gathered to listen to Barack Obama. Cristian “Kit” Paul, Berlin, 2008.

McCain supporter confronting the crowd gathered to listen to Barack Obama. Cristian “Kit” Paul, Berlin, 2008.

I feel that we need to respect more those old stubborn fools pissing against the wind of change. They're ridiculous and annoying, but their role is vital—just like a car's shock absorbers they cancel out and dissipate the energy of ideological rubble, filtering out the unworthy ideas. Without them, the ride would be queasily bouncy and harsh.

A faster history would be a history of throw ups

Change is such a beautiful mechanism and although it's slow, maddeningly slow, it is so by design—a faster history would be a history of throw ups.

Not to worry, though. In the end the last, most resilient keepers of the past are overwhelmed by the the embracers of change. Because death is "very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away."1

Those old stubborn fools pissing against the wind, they're the future us.


1 From the text of the Commencement address that Steve Jobs delivered on June 12, 2005 to the graduating class of Stanford University.

Entry no.: 386

13 Dec 2007, 1:34 AM

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Life Spring

I thought she won't survive until spring, Cristian -Kit- Paul, Bucharest, 2007.

Today I took a walk that later became a long walk. This woman was right around the corner, collapsed on the sidewalk, absently combing and combing her white hair. It was cold, 4°C if I remember well, and I thought that asphalt must be god-awful cold.

And I thought she won't survive until spring.

Entry no.: 348

19 Nov 2007, 8:24 AM

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Life Lemonday

Lemonday, Cristian -Kit- Paul, Bucharest, 2003.

People are clueless. Here is an excerpt from Monday entry on Wikipedia:

Monday (pron. IPA: /ˈmʌndeɪ, ˈmʌndi/) is the day of the week between Sunday and Tuesday. It gets its name from the Moon, which in turn gets its name from Mani (Old English Mona), the Germanic Moon god.

"Monday" means "unsatisfactory day" or "disagreeable day".

Absolutely clueless1. Blind. Oblivious. Here is the correct definition:

Monday (pron. IPA: /ˈmʌndeɪ, ˈmʌndi/) is the day of the week between Sunday and Tuesday. "Monday" is a is a contraction of "Lemon Day" (via Old French limon—in modern French denoting a lime), where "lemon" stands for "unsatisfactory, disappointing, or feeble."

Thus "Monday" can be read as "unsatisfactory day" or "disagreeable day".

Mondays are often seen as a misfortune.

At least they get the connotations right:

Modern culture usually looks at Monday as the beginning of the workweek, as it is typically Monday when adults go back to work and children back to school after the weekend. Thus, Mondays are often seen as a misfortune.

"A misfortune." Apt description. Good word.


1 However, I do agree with the proposed etymology in case Wikipedia author refers to moon as a verb.

Entry no.: 327

5 Nov 2007, 11:29 AM

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Life Murkery rising

"No, they said", Cristian -Kit- Paul, 2006

I love walking. A lot. Walking back home from my office at night, for instance. And then—I hate autumn, really, I do, and winter even more. You see the conundrum?

I like writing correctly. Well, as correctly as I can. Okay, okay, I'm trying, at least! But then—I like inventing words, like "murkery," "wiredissmo" and "balltopia," which are absolutely abhorred by dictionaries and spellcheckers. Quite a conundrum, this, too.

Hi, Rock! Hello Mr. Hard Place! Have you met these two guys?

Entry no.: 88

13 Feb 2007, 12:37 AM

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Life Balmy days

Balmy days

We've got 16 °C in January. 18 °C in February and we're happy. It doesn't happen often that winter gets abolished. We're generously smiling at forgotten acquaintances, flexing our newly discovered organ of meteorological conversation:

—Beautiful weather, isn't it? Sunshine every single day.
—Ah, really magnificent! It's only February but feels like late April or even May.
—Indeed, I'd say we're pretty fortunate this year to have so much sunshine.

I can hardly wait for the conversations on the same topic in 5 years.

—Look how beautiful it's today!
—Yes, it's 27 °C today, which is absolutely remarkable for February. And last time it rained it was late May, wasn't it? Marvelous weather.
—Listen, I heard those white bears, you know, I forget their name, are all gone.
—Polar bears. Fuck them, who needs bears? What, you need one? I thought so.

And again in 15.

—Whew, sunny day today, ha?
—Yep, sunny indeed, but only 36 °C, damn. Yesterday it was a tad warmer, 42 °C, still very nice for February, isn't it? I wonder how's March going to be. Over 50, I hope. That's what I call a delightful weather! Especially so since it rains no more (well, except the hurricane season, that is).
—Well, it's nice and all, but I still miss Amsterdam. I cried a river when got flooded, so to speak. Cried more than when New York got flooded, anyway. Cannot get used to those new names the guys use on CNN, The Island of California and all. It's all too new to me.
—New?! If that's new to you imagine how all those palm trees on Oxford St. are to the Brits, haha!

Entry no.: 70

17 Jan 2007, 1:43 AM

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Life Aging

Is 'graceful aging' an oxymoron?

Aging, Kitblog, Cristian -Kit- Paul

I have friends telling stories about their grannies running around in sport shoes and watching MTV, young at heart like when they were 20. Except they're 70. What about the Stones? They committed every kind of excess imaginable (and — I'm sure — a few that could take my imagination by surprise) and yet they're still able to bounce around the stage for two hours straight, while the messages I got from the elders is straightforward but scary as hell: aging is God damn awful.

Is there any decent explanation for this?

This seems either a big sales promotion or a Russian roulette, depending on the side you're looking from. Although we're young and prefer not to be looking at all.