News. Glad Day.

I meant to write about death, only life came breaking in as usual. Just kidding - this actually being a quote of the immortal Virgina.

I meant to write about this idea for something about a talking translator. Imagine a comedy with a translator that has something to say all the time. Of course, he would also have to be cursed with metaphysical doubts.

But, my small life has some news to tell. I just agreed upon a gig at the commercial radio station of Ragusa. The idea is to engender a new talk show on "culture, culture of living and policy of culture, if you will."

A challenge - and I would be paid to boot. "Let's shame those tourists when they come over, not familiar with the language and with their non-descript radio programmes." Another joke, though it is always a race.

Okay, the celebrations almost over - it is now time to work. We'll see what will eventually come out of this.