Thursday, July 05, 2007

Music is the Best

Just a quick one, today Fanfare Ciocarlia and next Thursday Steve Vai, great expectations. It will be fun.

Saturday, November 04, 2006

That's Life

Turns out November the 1rst ended up being a good day after all.


That's Life

That's life (that's life), that's what all the people say
You're ridin' high in April, shot down in May
But I know I'm gonna change that tune
When I'm back on top, back on top in June

I said that's life (that's life), and as funny as it may seem
Some people get their kicks stompin' on a dream
But I don't let it, let it get me down
'cause this fine old world, it keeps spinnin' around

I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate, a poet, a pawn and a king
I've been up and down and over and out and I know one thing
Each time I find myself flat on my face
I pick myself up and get back in the race

That's life (that's life), I tell you I can't deny it
I thought of quitting, baby, but my heart just ain't gonna buy it
And if I didn't think it was worth one single try
I'd jump right on a big bird and then I'd fly

I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate, a poet, a pawn and a king
I've been up and down and over and out and I know one thing
Each time I find myself layin' flat on my face
I just pick myself up and get back in the race

That's life (that's life), that's life and I can't deny it
Many times I thought of cuttin' out but my heart won't buy it
But if there's nothin' shakin' come this here July
I'm gonna roll myself up in a big ball a-and die

My, my!

(D. K. Thompson, K. Gordon)

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

November the 1rst

Wow, two posts in the same day, am I sick or is this really an eventfull day.

Well, a little bit of both. Eve online servers are down due to maintenance, so I end up having some spare time that I would otherwise dedicate playing that incredible mmorpg that I wouldn't advise any of you to try ;)

Resembling Andi Lau's desription of the "continuous hell", in his brilliant and acclaimed movie "Infernall Affairs", which I'm curious to see in whitch extent Martin Scorcese butchered in his newly remake "The Departed", is my life, forever damned to make the same mistakes over and over as a punishment, well, in this case it revolves around a girl, what else.

Here is some background story...

a long time ago this young cheerful guy met a girl, and oh what a sight and warm to his heart she was, and she bewitched him with her smooth ways and languid eyes and he was happy ever after for almost a week. unfortunatelly his speedster vaguely resembles a porshe and/or his social skills were non existant because soon enough this girl ripped his heart out of his chest threw it in the floor and crushed it with those nice high heels shoes women like (The devil wears prada!? anyone?)
Therefore this, once cheerful guy, was thrown into the "friend zone" that is like a maze where you can't get out, but you do have a window where you get a front row view, but enough of that, returning to the present day.

today...

Every so often this girl restarts talking to me, either via msn, sms, or whatever medium you be fond atm, what starts with a hello soonly derails to her bitching about me dating other women after she refusing going out with me for the 1023430th time. This girl that keeps telling me that I'm this bright guy, tall, cute that every girl would love to go out with, just won't go out wih me because I'm not this bright guy, tall, cute did I mentioned tanned? But eventho she keeps tricking me with her ways, and every other month we have this same arguing that leads nowhere but me being pissed for the rest of the week, so that's the reason of the continuous hell bit.


Now the reason I started this post.

I rarely, and I say rarely watch television, I do have a few series I'm fond of watching which unfortunately I'm confined to have to download from the internet (it's not piracy, it was aired so you allowed to record it), recently discovered the Jon Stewart Daily Show on you tube, but today I was having dinner at my parent's and this very famous portuguese soap opera was on, usually I'm able to make my senses totally ignore it but today during a scene change I hear something that totally resembled the chords from "all day and all night" from the Kinks and My Oh My the 2 minutes I payed attention made me sick.

You would think that something with the name of "strawberries with sugar" was actually sweet, but don't let the title mislead you, I can barely describe the mental diarrhea that this characters all suffer, the script writers must have took a hold of a whole lot of chinese fortune cookies as they using all those sayings as soundbites. The sad part is that people actually enjoy it, I must be weird.

You ain't no daisy

I wanted to post something happy and cheerfull this time, unfortunatelly I couldn't think of anything, so I'll just wish you all a happy halloween.





"As I was walking up the stairs,
I met a man who wasn't there.
He wasn't there again today,
dear God I wish he'd go away!"

Monday, October 09, 2006

Well, I fail at life!

I never watch tv, but sometimes we get these pearls. As Madonna best said it in 85:

"Living in a material world
And I am a material girl
You know that we are living in a material world
And I am a material girl

Only boys who save their pennies
Make my rainy day, cause they are"

we live in a material world, and at this moment a show is on that is similar to "who wants to marry a millionaire", only in this case they're only pretending he's a millionaire. This oughta have a great ending, they will all fall in love with this guys because, lets see it, he has money. And women are, fill out the gap :P

Well I might be dumb but as someone once said, the things that I prize like the stars in the sky are all free, got the sun, got the moon, got the deep blue see, I am glad I'm alive.

Monday, September 11, 2006

And I'm back

It's been a while since I wrote a post, real life kept me busy, sometimes in a good way.

Is it just me or there isn't any way to please a girl? If we give em attention they get upset cos we give em too much attention, if we don't they get upset cos we don't. Is it an attention span disorder, do they get bored easily, is it me!?

This week I was in an arguing so stupid it bears repeating, first of all I discovered we got issues. Ok, we got issues, what are them? In the same arguing I hear sentences like: "you give me too much attention", "I thought you were more romantic", "you don't tell me how you feel", "you show me how you feel", "I'm aquarious, you should go research that", "you show you like me", "I think if we break up you wouldn't care", etc...

Ofcourse I restrained myself from telling her, "well, you know, I'm not one of those persons that molds his personallity accordingly to what he reads in the Horoscope columns", because I thought that would be missinterpreted, but that's not the point; the point is that somebody can't just keep me 1h on the phone one day cos she misses me, then the next day complain I call her too much, nor tell me I don't tell her how I feel then on the next sentence tell me that I show her that I like her, so wtf, that really confuses me. Door number 1 is bad, door number 2 is also bad but you have to go thru one of them, choose fast, you have 5 sec, 4... 3... 2... 1...

Also it's 5 years from the WTC, it's cloudy outside and I need to vent somewhere, so excuse me for this brief words.

Saturday, June 03, 2006

Red Hot Chili Peppers

RHCP seem to be facing an accusation of plagiorism for their last hit single Dani California from the Tom Petty hit single Mary Jane's Last Dance, Dan Gaffney exposes it on his Morning Show as you can check here.

There's plenty of action in the forums at the moment with vivid discussions about it, something like RHCP fans vs everyone else who has ears :P

So what do you think?

Monday, May 29, 2006

Rescue Me or Bury Me



Summer nights such lonely times
This memory does bleed
I need you in my life again

Fantasies release me
From the bondage of my fate
The days pass like the falling rain

Your eyes reflect like mirrors
The beauty in your soul
But anger shatters precious glass

Can't you recall the intimate
Secrets that we truly shared
The faith and trust we swore would always last

I only have myself to blame
You know it takes my breath away
To see you cry

To love I implore, I scream in the air
Claw at my chest, rip out my hair
Embrace me or let my spririt die

Rescue me or bury me
Rescue me or bury me

Time is like a prison cell
For those whose crime is loneliness
When freedom's banging at their door

When all has been said and done
You must decide swallow your pride and
Reach out and take these hands forevermore

Rescue me or bury me
Rescue me or bury me