Omg. i was so scrolling for nothing, that for several days i was going on linkedin every day to be able to feed the scroll missing. even if there is a lot less bullshit on li, because it is more a working related media, there is still some (and i had to restrain myself from trolling). so here i am, pursuing my no social media diet. and i am startin

My dear friends, here is the end of the story... goodmood has been unactive for so many months that you probably suspected it already... i do not think i will ever come back here to publish. goodmood was dedicated to our nomad life, since we are now sedentary, goodmood is not anymore in adequacy with me. and i have to admit that i have a hard time

Back to the "vintage" way of communicating mark, elon, trump... they were the excuse (or perhaps the wake-up call) i needed to quit instagram. it’s been 15 years since i stopped blogging, and it feels like a lifetime ago. so much has changed: the way we connect, the way we consume information, and how social media has reshaped our lives. looking

Une mélodie douce amère, découverte aujourd´hui. des mots qui me ramènent à mes propres souvenirs. j'en ai tellement d'images sous mes paupières. la provence, j'y fous plus les pieds j'y suis né, c'est vrai, j'y ai grandi mais ma mère est partie et mon père a vendu alors, sans maison, pourquoi y retourner? la provence, pour moi, c'est une

The situation for science stings, i can even say stinks. "several recent presidential executive orders impact federal agency funding, and on january 27, the white house office of management and budget (omb) issued a memo temporarily pausing certain funding activities (but not affecting federal student financial aid). while the omb memo has been res

Finally it is not that easy to stick to a photo per day (meaning taking the photo on the day). plus i miss very very much a camera. but let's say that a joy, during the day, is biking. biking to go to the lab, to come back from the lab, to go to farmer market, to five point or down town. of course i am always surprised (and kind of mad, i admit) to

Lately, i have been thinking a lot about history, about how it repeats itself. and i feel powerless. i keep wondering how i can make a difference, and whatever i do (deleting my instagram, whatsapp and facebook accounts, refusing to use amazon, attending rallies) it all feels so useless. and every time, my thoughts bring me back to my maternal gran

I admit, i’ve been more of a blue pill adept lately. do i really want to see what’s happening? do i really want to witness how just a few individuals can wreak havoc on nature and humanity? i know i’ll have to—but let me stay in my cocoon for a few more days... and lose myself in sweet, poetic melodies. here are some, quelques grammes de fi

One other good moment of my day is the morning coffee, espresso i mean. i have several spots, the grads office (they are nice to let the old frenchie hanging there), the georgia center and jiltery joey from just accross the street of the department. i like drinking my x shots macchiato while looking at people and letting the thougths flow. ps: ok i

Je suis sur la route et je cherche un bon destin je reviendrais peut être demain ou peut être point je ne sais pas encore de quoi sera fait plus loin raphael & jean-louis aubert-sur la route