I made 8 cents in 7 days with display ads. Adsense doesn’t make sense for this blog. I removed it without anything else to promote. Let’s keep it minimal for a bit. After all, this blog is nothing but personal; therefore, I want to get back to just write.
I thoroughly enjoyed Mammal Hands’ Gift From the Trees on a beautiful morning. The album is relaxing but also exciting thanks to the hip-hop backbeat Jesse Barrett. His rhythmic work on “Labyrinth” is riveting. Nick Smart’s keyboard and Jordan Smart’s sax duo reminded me of Dave Brubeck’s and Paul Desmond’s on the classic “Blue Rondo à la Turk.” In contrast, “Deep Within Mountains” is so fine and mellow. Of course, Nick Smart’s ostinato is catching as hell on “Spinner.” A perfect album to release your stress early in the morning with coffee our late at night with cocktail.
Taking the 50%-off deal, I licensed Kaius Text, designed by Lisa Fischbach. Of course Kaius Text supports Vietnamese. I did not advise Vietnamese diacritics for Kaius, but I had worked with Lisa on other typefaces for TypeMates. She nailed the diacritical marks. I added Kaius Text to the recommendation page at Vietnamese Typography.
I stand by the windowsill, feeling sad
Seeing a love story ending, and a person’s heart’s changed
On these once happy lips,
smiles’d gone faraway…
Alas! The teardrops for my first love!
I thought it was like a dream
My lover returns to my side and silently calls my name
But on these sad eyelashes, the long days still hurriedly pass by
I’m like a withering autumn leaf, yearning for a lost love
Oh, this one teardrop
For a compassionate love, for the lover in my heart
I’ll be going to a faraway place
To weave the long days of melancholy in aloneness.
You used to follow my footsteps at the church
Our love story was soaring high, and my heart was aroused
But now, I’m just moving through the long months and days…
This life, Fate’d made me met you to fill my heart with sorrow.
Gazing at the clouds drifting away
Teardrops roll down my cheeks in grief
Pain tearing my lips but my heart still full of dreams and wishes
Alas! The ivory teardrops for my first love
Translated by Vương Thanh
Em đứng bên song buồn
Nhìn cuộc tình trôi qua và lòng người phôi pha
Trên hai đóa môi hồng
Nụ cười đã đi xa
Ôi giọt nước mắt nào cho cuộc tình đầu
Em ngỡ như cơn mộng
Người tình về bên em và gọi thầm tên em
Nhưng trên đóa mi sầu ngày dài vẫn qua mau
Em tựa lá úa sầu cho cuộc tình dài sau
Thôi một giọt nước mắt này
Cho cuộc tình đam mê, cho người tình trăm năm
Em về đan tóc lụa là
Kết từng chuỗi ngày buồn riêng mang
Anh đi về dấu giáo đường
Cho cuộc tình bay cao, cho lòng mình xôn xao
Em cuộn theo tháng ngày dài
Kiếp này trót gặp người cho buồn
Trông áng mây u hoài
Giọt lệ nào thương vay, tình đành tràn mi cay
Đau thương xé môi gầy mà lòng vẫn mơ say
Ôi giọt nước mắt ngà cho cuộc tình đầu tiên
Ngô Thụy Miên
TypeMate is running a special deal of 50% off on all of its font collection. It has a handful of fonts supporting Vietnamese. I had the pleasure of advising a few of them. I am eyeing on Kaius Text, designed by Lisa Fischbach. It supports Vietnamese as well, but I didn’t review the diacritics; therefore, I am not sure how they look. The deal ends tomorrow so I need to make a decision fast.
With a subscription to Amazon Music, I have been listening to new jazz and hip-hop albums and discovering artists I haven’t known before. For instance, I have been pumping Young Nudy’s Gumbo in my Sienna. The title of his songs filled with meats and vegetables including “Brussel Sprout,” “Portabella,” “Shrimp,” “Duck Meat,” and “M.R.E.,” which, my oldest son told me, stands for “Meals Ready to Eat.” I am not sure if Nudy’s lyrics have anything to do with food since all I can hear are “pussies” and “bitches.” He sounds high as fuck on all of the tracks, but the beats are just infectious. The melodic string plucked against the pounding bass line makes “McChicken,” produced by Coupe, chilling and hypnotizing at the same time. The hook and the rhymes are just too damn misogynistic and too trigger happy to quote on here. That’s what hip-hop is all about. You have to separate the art from the content. I enjoyed Gumbo even though I have not heard of Young Nudy before.
Is it the color of sunshine or the color of your eyes
It’s autumn with rain falling, I’m holding your hands, so soft and shy
The sun’s shadow falling early on the terrace this evening
And then some day, the clouds will be flying up high in the sky.
The sunshine’s away to let sorrow creeps into your hair
Your face’s pale, with a look of wistful melancholy
Those olden days, why the autumn leaves didn’t turn yellow,
and why the sunshine hadn’t entered into your eyes.
You enter the park with silent footsteps
The wind and the clouds have returned to the forest
The grass and trees suddenly light up with the color of sunshine
You enter the park with wondering round eyes
Sunshine’s sparkling like golden crystal gems
My soul suddenly feels a deep melancholy rising…
The evening has entered the garden of your eyes
Autumn comes and goes away many times
Thousands of trees lighting up like candles in two rows
To welcome the sunshine into your eyes
(The color of sunshine’s now in your eyes)
Translated by Vương Thanh
Màu nắng hay là màu mắt em
Mùa thu mưa bay cho tay mềm
Chiều nghiêng nghiêng bóng nắng qua thềm
Rồi có hôm nào mây bay lên.
Lùa nắng cho buồn vào tóc em
Bàn tay xanh xao đón ưu phiền
Ngày xưa sao lá thu không vàng
Và nắng chưa vào trong mắt em
Em qua công viên bước chân âm thầm
Ngoài kia gió mây về ngàn
Cỏ cây chợt lên màu nắng
Em qua công viên mắt em ngây tròn
Lung linh nắng thủy tinh vàng
Chợt hồn buồn dâng mênh mang
Chiều đã đi vào vườn mắt em
Mùa thu qua tay đã bao lần
Ngàn cây thắp nến lên hai hàng
Để nắng đi vào trong mắt em
(Màu nắng bây giờ trong mắt em)
Trịnh Công Sơn
For Memorial weekend, we went camping again. This time with our family instead of Cub Scouts. We cooked. We ate. We biked a bit. The kids spent most of the time on their screens. We wanted to escape, but the digital devices were inescapable.
Seeing the kids gluing their eyes to their screens from the moment they woke up to the time they went to bed broke my heart. They took no appreciation of the nature surrounding them. I can reinforce my boys, but not their cousins. I stayed quiet to avoid confrontations.
What was the point of venturing into the woods only to spend time on screens? I had no motivation to do any activities other than biking. I wanted to check out the skatepark nearby, but I just went around the campsite collecting woods and burning them. I enjoyed making campfires and watching the flames.
It was such a shame that digital devices had taken over the kids’ life. No matter where they went, they had to be connected. Bonding time turned into screen time. Am I being too biased with video games? Am I being too worrisome? Am I the only one concerned about digital addiction? I hope I am wrong. I hope they will turn out fine.
Which month is it now, my love?
The clouds drift serenely in the sky
This evening, if you did not sulk at me
Or said words of blame,
We would not feel so lonely.
Which month is it now, my love?
I’m seeking the color of the flower on your hair
This evening, I miss you already and miss
Your dress, so beautiful with the hue of poetry,
And your lips full of dreams and wishes.
Heavy rain’s falling this evening
to make us feel the bitter cold
I’ll be taking you home
My love, please don’t be angry at me anymore
Looking at each other with deep sorrow,
feeling the winter chill in your soft shoulders
Which month is it now, my love?
I go seeking the spring season of life
Let winter dies, then spring appears
With your eyes beautiful like the starry sky,
To make our hearts be full of love.
Translated by Vương Thanh
Bây giờ tháng mấy rồi hỡi em?
lênh đênh ngàn mây trôi êm đềm
Chiều nay nếu em đừng hờn dỗi,
trách nhau một lời thôi
Tâm hồn mình đâu lẻ loi.
Bây giờ tháng mấy rồi hỡi em?
Anh đi tìm màu hoa em cài
Chiều nay nhớ em rồi và nhớ
áo em đẹp màu thơ,
môi tràn đầy ước mơ
Mai đây anh đưa em đi về,
mưa giăng chiều nắng tàn
cho buốt lạnh chúng mình.
Em ơi, thôi đừng hờn anh nữa,
nhìn nhau buồn vời vợi,
để mùa đông buốt giá bờ vai mềm.
Bây giờ tháng mấy rồi hỡi em?
Anh đi tìm mùa xuân trên đời
Mùa đông chết đi rồi mùa xuân
mắt em đẹp trời sao
cho mình thương nhớ nhau.
Từ Công Phụng
After a week waiting for approval from Google, I implemented Adsense on Thursday. The first day I made a penny even though my site is pulling 1.62k unique visitors a day and 15.83k total requests. I’ll see how Adsense will perform in a week before I decide if it is worth keeping.