Tuesday, 29 April 2008
Just turned 1AM.Stepped outside the building to smell the night air and this DUDE came to me.Different looking rastas and all, the one you can pretty much think "well this one looks dodgy".
He turns at me and says:
"perdona, hablas castellano?"
You got to really live in a cosmopolitan city like this one to see these things happen.
How can you not love London?
Que tal esta...uma da manha,vou a rua sentir o ar da noite e aparece um sujeito todo esquesito com rastas e tudo a me perguntar:
"perdona, hablas castellano?"
E assim todo o mundo se torna mais pequeno.
E' viver numa cidade tao cosmopolita como esta!
Monday, 28 April 2008
Sunday, 27 April 2008
Saturday, 26 April 2008
Am i condened to live a life long of servitude?
I was even stroked today...
Still, as i sit here i wonder...
What if i never had taken that step?
What if i never had followed the way?
Would i be here now?
This was a difficult day and still i believe...
But is it me or the pills?
Esta vida de burro ja' me chateia...tenho de arranjar quem me arraste os sacos...
Friday, 25 April 2008
Wednesday, 23 April 2008
Que belo dia em Londres.
Os passaros e' que nao se calam...
Beautiful day in London...still, singing at 4A.M. ....well,it's just not on
Tuesday, 22 April 2008
Monday, 21 April 2008
So, it's the middle of the night and i hear something behind me...i look back and there's this woman mounted on a bike, coming down the road...normally i wouldn't budge for her place is out on the road not on a narrow sidewalk.Then i realize that she not wearing a reflective vest and there are no lights on the bike...i step aside and let her continue.
I AM, THEREFORE, A GENTLEMAN.
OR AM I?
Deixo a bike passar ou nao?
Deixo,deixo...afinal sou um cavalheiro!
Ou sera' que sou?
Sunday, 20 April 2008
Saturday, 19 April 2008
"Foxy lady you're so hot..."
How can one person believe that this is an appropriate line?At least make an effort.
Can you really be that gorgeous that looks is all that is needed?
And can women downgrade their expectations for it?
Or is all poetry dead?
Anyways...for my part...please,keep on wearing those high heels!
A cara e' bonita e isso e' o que conta...tsc tsc tsc
Friday, 18 April 2008
Wednesday, 16 April 2008
People...you might think i'm talking out my mouth, but i guarantee you, it only takes two in that airport to create a crowd.If you enter our place with more than a friend and are expecting for a couple of others...just be honest and say how many doubles are those couples...Boy,you do love to make our lives difficult, dont you?
Pensavam que eram so os tugas?E' tudo ao molhe e fe' em Deus
Tuesday, 15 April 2008
Monday, 14 April 2008
Funny thing, memory.
You there minding your own business and then over the sudden it hits you.
I am not talking about remembering day to day facts but rather regressing to places and situations.It takes you on a trip that sometimes is good some times not so much.
But whether you wanted to forget or not all it does is remind you of times that where and will never be.
And then nostalgia sets in...
Saturday, 12 April 2008
I was asked today,about my thoughts concerning Heathrow T5.
After a good while discussing about it and its flaws we (myself, a distinguished gentleman and lady whose line of work is teaching and managing,respectively) came to the conclusion that it was not A or Bs fault or any other person being them small fish or big cats...it was due not to ineptie or down right stupidity but indeed a serious of small mistakes that snowballed into a giant red card to British pride and its flag bearer...
The reason why i am talking about this is that somehow it brings me comfort to know that giant corporations or single people go trough the same amount of hardship.
That together with a studie today published saying that human error is much more responsible for losses than natural catastrophes, cames and bring me solace.
Funny enough the gentleman painted this picture that i leave for your appreciation;"this fiasco is going to be studied for years to come in economy and management courses in universities as an example of how things can go wrong"!
I, for one, am taking my teachings now, for i was there and saw it.
And in future as to bring about awareness of mismanagement they will say:
"Don't do a Tfiver"!
Man alive, i wouldn't be caught dead in that terminal!Can you imagine the nerves???
What possesses a man to paint such a gory picture of somebody?
I mean...i understand that beauty is on the eye of the beholder but come on, this is not beautiful nor healthy...i don't advocate size zero and everybody that knows me knows that i like lady's a bit (just a bit) bigger...say between a 10 and a 14...but THIS???This is ridiculous.
What would be the purpose of such a painting?Glorifying the stupidity of eating yourself to enlargement?
This is Sue Tilly, a benefits supervisor painted by Lucian FREUD and the title is "sleeping nude" and it might be sold by $35million a record by any living artist!
It is not the work on itself that angers me but the portrait of today's reality.
All the while people starve because of unbalancing distribution of wealth...
Fair enough...you are born in a civilized country
BUT DO YOU REALLY HAVE TO FLAUNT IT????
Esta cultura macdonaldistica magoa a decencia da Humanidade
Thursday, 10 April 2008
Devilish attitude, this one of mine, that everything has to be perfect...
I was reading about impossibilities and what do they actually mean...if there is such a thing as impossible is just because it hasn't been made possible yet.
In the words of T.H. White in The Once and Future King everything that is not forbidden is mandatory.
So everything that is not contravened by the laws of physics is somehow, somewhat possible.
What it seems impossible though is a way of killing this beast inside...
I know that I AM so that i experiment but this is getting ridiculous.
Will there be a moment that doing my job isn't such a chore?
I am sick of being angry...
PERFECTION ISN'T BUT UTOPIA
But still deep down i continue to empathise...
And hope for an archangel to slay the beast
Wednesday, 9 April 2008
I was born in a blessed island...a flowery one...it is called the pearl of the Atlantic!
It differs somewhat from this one island of Britain...it has no seasons...it is spring time all year round, so you pretty much grow accustomed to its luxurious flora.
In here, thought, you travel trough a rigorous winter and then you can indeed identify spring...and it is the most beautiful season of them all.
Much more circumspect, true, but absolutely celebratory of the circle of life...all is green and the smell is different.I really do love this country
Viva a Primavera
Tuesday, 8 April 2008
I've told you before i don't do politics...i mean...i vote and have my opinion but its quite frustrating to talk about it with anyone within my circle of acquaintances...
Still i could maybe write this down over here and hopefully expect some feedback from people.
I don't intend to speak about the upcoming mayoral elections, the european ones, the recognition of Kosovo as an independent country, the autonomy of Tibet (or lack of it and even segregation of their people and religion), the American elections and the credit crunch that we all know will end up being a global recession ( i mean...nobody lends money to anybody...how can you generate wealth?)
I wont talk about global warming or the actual cooling of the earth this year with the La Nina phenomena...
But i will ask whether the protests in London,Paris (and maybe San Francisco) where justifiable...I understand that people are outraged by the treatment they perceived as brutal by the chinese authorities towards the nepalese people but mind you they are a vast vast nation and i am not to sure if on a hole they value the human life as dear as us in the west...Saying this i know i run the risk of sounding racist but i am convinced they view they society on a very different level...stats and strenght in numbers.
Now i am not saying lets forget about the nepalese (although they consider themselves as part of the chinese republic and their cry is for better and broader autonomy ) but the extreme reactions taken by some people towards the OLYMPIC FLAME was nonsensical...at the end of the day that is not the way to do anything in favour of their cause...
I mean, if you really mean it boycott chinese products and lobby the government to do the same...don't do as Portugal did!My proud nation said it would not do business with Indonesia do to the illegal occupation of East-Timor whilst sending our military helicopters over to be fixed by them.
I its not worth protesting and doing nothing about it...
Its like people think..."well i've done my bit...now let me go and play on my Nintendo made in China".
Do something but if you are going to do it do it with conviction...
AND DON'T PUT OUT THE FLAME OF TOGETHERNESS
Monday, 7 April 2008
Sunday, 6 April 2008
Got to admit that it is a different feel to be on the driving seat...even if its make pretend...things do come naturally...but you still have the feeling that everybody's watching you...
And where do you put those hands of yours?
There is a lot more to manage that i anticipated...
Still...IT JUST FEELS WRIGHT TO HOLD THE KEY
Saturday, 5 April 2008
Thursday, 3 April 2008
Wednesday, 2 April 2008
Is there anything in this country that runs on time?Or isn't altogether cancelled?
Its the every day at Heatrow, its either the Northern or the Piccadilly line (or both)its the buses,its London congestion charge that congestionates the traffic even more...No wonder people don't show up at work...their pour souls cant find a mean of locomotion...i really do feel for them...all alone, at home without the chance of paying bills because they cant get to work because there is not transportation...
You know what???We really should send them a check home and just tell them not to worry...AND GIVE THEM A PAY RISE!'CAUSE LIFE ITS JUST THAT FAIR
Tuesday, 1 April 2008
I love every second Tuesday...
I pour it out and there is an almost academic wisdom on the other end making me believe...
Take this job for instance...they feed me flies and tell its caviar...happily i oblige...
And then i wake up and still i'm breathing the poisonous air of sulfur...
Am i sure that the ends justify the means?
OR AM I JUST CRYING CROCODILE TEARS? it is hard...unappreciation...
Foda-se a politica de escritorio...Ou sou so eu a chorar lagrimas de crocodilo?