Everybody insists on asking me why I do not have Facebook or Myspace... the answer is simple: I don't like them. Is it that hard to accept and respect my opinion?
The main reason I don't like them is that for each one we have to create a screen name, password, profile etc. Sorry, but they are annoying. I always receive requests from friends and family to create a page in one of these social networks, but I never do and I'll explain the reason why. If there were only one, I mean if everybody were in the same network, it would be easier. But no, there are many and people have different tastes. So, one person sends me a request to create a myspace page, the next asks me to create a profile on facebook or orkut or Hi5 or yahoo360 and on and on... I'm sorry, but it is too much! How can we please everyone?
NOW IT'S MY TURN. Why don't people have a blog like I do? It's easy to create; anybody can access them without the need of having one; they have the same features all those blog I listed above have, actually they offer a lot more depending on each one's creativity. But again, people have different tastes, needs and opinions. We just have to respect them.
PORQUE NAO TENHO 'FACEBOOK' OU 'MYSPACE'
Muita gente me pergunta porque nao tenho Facebook ou Myspace. A resposta e simples: nao gosto dessas paginas.
Sera que e tao dificil aceitar e respeitar minha opiniao?
O principal motivo para essa aversao e que temos que criar um nome, senha, perfil etc. para cada um deles. Desculpem me, mas isto me irrita. Sempre recebo pedidos de amigos ou familiares para abrir uma dessas paginas. Sempre os ignoro e explicarei a razao porque. Se apenas uma pagina existisse, ou seja se todos estivessem no mesmo 'network' seria bem mais simples e eu estaria la com certeza. Mas nao, ha muitas. E as pessoas tem gostos e opinioes diferentes e por esta razao estao em diferentes paginas. Por exemplo: alguem me manda um pedido para Myspace, outro me manda um pedido para Facebook ou Orkut, Hi5, Yahoo360 etc. Sinto muito, mas e demais pra mim. Como posso agradar a todos?
Ai eu penso: por que as pessoas nao tem um blog como o meu? E facil de abrir; qualquer um pode acessar sem que haja necessidade de ter o mesmo; e tem as mesmas caracteristicas de todos esses blogs que mencionei acima. Alias, eles oferecem muito mais, dependendo da criatividade de cada um. Mas novamente, cada um de nos temos gostos e opinioes diferentes. So nos resta respeita-las
CLAUDIO MONTEVERDI
I would like to re-think and also apologize for what I wrote on twitter on March 17th at 11:19 am about Claudio Monteverdi and his opera 'L'incoronazione di Poppea'. I said that Monteverdi had not been very original and creative when he composed that opera. For me it was ' L'orfeo' in a different story. But I was so wrong, very wrong! And for that I need to apologize to all opera lovers and experts. I simply forgot the fact that Monteverdi was the first to compose opera the way we know them today: there were no other opera composers but himself. So they could not be different, and had to share the same style. Duuuuuuh!
But I need to explain why I said that: I was downloading a podcast from NPR's 'Opera In The Afternoon' with Nikky Boxer. Every month she chooses an opera to broadcast but before she talks about the plot , the style, the singers etc. So, when I accessed the page yesterday I noticed there was a new opera podcast which I decided to download right away. At the same time that I was downloading I started listening to it, and that was my mistake cause I did not pay attention to what Nikky was saying and I thought the opera in question was 'L'orfeo'. I stopped listening to it and just realize I had a different opera after the download finished. That's when I wrote my stupid opinion on twitter. And how stupid is that?! To give my opinion before I listened to the whole opera. And that's what happened: just by listening to the first sentence of the opera I felt I had the right to write that ignorant comment. So, for those who know the opera and like Monteverdi, my apologies. And don't forget to check the program, I mentioned, on NPR with Nikky Boxer. There you can not only listen but also download podcast for free.
But I need to explain why I said that: I was downloading a podcast from NPR's 'Opera In The Afternoon' with Nikky Boxer. Every month she chooses an opera to broadcast but before she talks about the plot , the style, the singers etc. So, when I accessed the page yesterday I noticed there was a new opera podcast which I decided to download right away. At the same time that I was downloading I started listening to it, and that was my mistake cause I did not pay attention to what Nikky was saying and I thought the opera in question was 'L'orfeo'. I stopped listening to it and just realize I had a different opera after the download finished. That's when I wrote my stupid opinion on twitter. And how stupid is that?! To give my opinion before I listened to the whole opera. And that's what happened: just by listening to the first sentence of the opera I felt I had the right to write that ignorant comment. So, for those who know the opera and like Monteverdi, my apologies. And don't forget to check the program, I mentioned, on NPR with Nikky Boxer. There you can not only listen but also download podcast for free.
A BEAUTIFUL RENDITION OF 'THE MAN I LOVE' BY CAETANO VELOSO. A little bit of 'bossa' to the already gorgeous song from the Gershwin brothers.
Caetano Veloso is a Brazilian singer and song writer. One of my favorites. There are lots of pages dedicated to him in Portuguese, unfortunately not many in English. But we have wikipedia to learn something about him.
NOTICIAS DA TERRINHA - haja coração
Mais uma vez a Paraiba ta fazendo historia. Acabei de ganhar uma camiseta, de minha amiga Edna, feita de algodao colorido e organico fabricada na terrinha. To muito orgulhoso e mais uma vez o coracao apertou.
Veja abaixo video falando sobre o assunto.
Veja abaixo video falando sobre o assunto.
TIO GENO
Ele me chamava de tio geno, mas isso faz dez anos e ele era uma crianca. Na realidade ele nao e meu sobrinho, mas primo. Erick e filho de minha prima Emilta ( mais conhecida como mita pança ). Ontem estava eu falando ao telefone com a 'dita cuja' quando ela falou-me desse video, que ele tinha colocado no youtube. Mais que rapidamente conectei a internet e acessei-o. Nao deu pra segurar as lagrimas - a emocao foi grande. So percebemos o quanto o tempo passa e quao longe estamos daqueles que amamos quando vemos imagens como essas. Erick tinha cinco anos quando sai de Joao Pessoa e agora e um homem formado e tocando guitarra como um profissional. Automaticamente bateu uma mistura de orgulho e saudade e a emocao tomou posse do momento...
Parabens Erick. Fiquei muito feliz e orgulhoso em ver-te tocando tao bem. Aqui vai um BEIJAO do tio geno.
Parabens Erick. Fiquei muito feliz e orgulhoso em ver-te tocando tao bem. Aqui vai um BEIJAO do tio geno.
E O CORACAO APERTA...
Viver longe da terrinha, da familia, dos amigos e algo que ninguem procura. Principalmente quando esse longe fica bem longe e em uma cultura diferente da nossa. A gente tenta se integrar e de certa forma consegue, mas isso nao significa que aquele pequeno espaco no peito, onde guardamos nossa gente e nossos constumes, sera preenchido. Ai vem aqueles momentos quando esse pequeno espaco se transforma no todo e entao fica dificil segurar as lagrimas... E quando falo em lagrimas nao quero que pensem que estou triste, mas que algo me fez lembrar do meu passado. Algo que me transportou no tempo e no espaco e que, claro, me deixou triste mas ao mesmo tempo me fez lembrar que o elo que nos une a esse passado jamais sera partido. E isso me faz sentir feliz e entao continuo chorando, numa mistura de dor e prazer que nao sei se dar pra entender. Tambem nao e pra entender: quem alguma vez nao foi compreendido que atire a primeira pedra.
Bom, explicarei a razao de todo esse lero-lero: estava eu navegando na net quando resolvi dar uma olhada no jornal O Norte. Ai encontrei uma reportagem sobre Tininha, a india surfista da Baia da Traicao que e campea brasileira. Acredito que todos voces ja a conhecem, nao? Entao! Essa reportagem me levou a outras e mais outras... Esses artigos me deram saudade e ao mesmo tempo me fizeram sentir muito orgulho da terrinha - e muito gratificante ver gente simples se destacando, ao mesmo tempo que divulga nossa terra. Gostei quando ela falou: "Sinto muita saudade da água quente do mar, daquele solzão e dos meus avós".
Se quiserem saber mais sobre nossa heroina clique no 'link' tininha que se encontra acima em azul.
Clique aqui e leia a reportagem de "O Norte" falando de sua segunda vitoria no campeonato brasileiro de surfe.
Algumas pessoas tem me escrito dizendo que meu "blog" esta todo em ingles. Isto nao e verdade. Acho que ta meio a meio - tenho tentado desde o inicio agradar a gregos e troianos. Devo reconhecer que alguns dias ponho mais coisas em ingles, mas que tambem ha dias que ha mais coisas em portugues. Tambem devo lembrar que ponho muitos "links" nas postagens e a maioria deles esta em portugues. Entao, explorem um pouco a pagina: cliquem, por exemplo, nos links que estao na area de arquivos na parte superior do lado esquerdo. Ai voces encontrarao varias outras postagens, que estao em portugues e nao deixem de visitar e colaborar com minha sessao de "nordestinês". Divirtam-se.
Para aqueles que me mandaram comentarios mas que nao foram publicados, gostaria de me desculpar pela confusao e pedir que visitem a sessao de "dicas" ( ao lado ) para novos esclarecimentos. Obrigado
SARAH PALIN - SNL
Click here to see the first hilarious Sarah Palin / Hillary Clinton skit on Saturday Night Live!
And since we're talking about Palin, below you'll find definitions of 'The Bush Doctrine'. Hopefully Sarah Palin will check my blog and learn from it!
Bush Doctrine
A policy of preemptive strike, as proposed by President George W. Bush.
"My pants weren't dirty yet, but I Bush Doctrined them and washed them anyway."
"I'm going to Bush Doctrine this test, because I can't study at the last minute."
"If that asshat so much as looks at me again, I'm going to Bush Doctrine his face into the ground."
You know I'm joking, right? I took this definition from a funny dictionary called: Urban Dictionary that I found by chance today.
And click here to watch the new SNL skit with Sarah Palin and Joe Biden.
And since we're talking about Palin, below you'll find definitions of 'The Bush Doctrine'. Hopefully Sarah Palin will check my blog and learn from it!
Bush Doctrine
A policy of preemptive strike, as proposed by President George W. Bush.
"My pants weren't dirty yet, but I Bush Doctrined them and washed them anyway."
"I'm going to Bush Doctrine this test, because I can't study at the last minute."
"If that asshat so much as looks at me again, I'm going to Bush Doctrine his face into the ground."
You know I'm joking, right? I took this definition from a funny dictionary called: Urban Dictionary that I found by chance today.
And click here to watch the new SNL skit with Sarah Palin and Joe Biden.
WE ALL LOVE CANADA!
PHREDDIE PHLOUNDERS ENTERING CANADA!
The Reverend Phred Phelps and his Westboro Baptist Church comedy troupe were denied entry into Canada recently as he took his show on the road once again, but this time crossing U.S./Canadian border. According to the Canwest News Service, Phreddie and phriends were turned back when they attempted to enter Canada at a border crossing south of Winnipeg. Canadian law prohibits the entry of hate groups into their country — good for them. Phelps had planned to protest at the funeral of Tim McLean to show Canadians that the murder was God’s response to liberal Canadian policies towards homosexuals. McLean (who was straight) was murdered on a public bus by decapitation by a mentally ill passenger (also straight), but leave it to Phreddie to put a “God Hates Fags” spin on the murder. There is no truth to the rumor (which I started) that the Bush administration has threatened to invade Canada over the incident. Let’s face it, Canada does have oil and an invasion could allow Exxon-Mobile to increase their profits by an additional $20 billion a year, thus we need to “spread democracy” north of our border.
Story taken from Hotspots Magazine.
SHEIKRA - Busch Gardens, Tampa
Nunca imaginei que fosse capaz de ir numa montanha-russa tao alta, mas fui. 200 pes de altura, mais ou menos equivalente a um predio de 17 andares. E a primeira queda e que e de matar: o carro para no topo e a gente fica olhando para baixo por mais ou menos cinco segundos, o suficiente para nos conscientizarmos que todos temos momentos de loucura. Ai o carro despenca verticalmente a uma velocidade de mais de cem quilometros por hora.
Sempre tive medo de montanha-russa. Lembro que quando estivemos em Las Vegas ( eu e Nico) fomos em uma no New York New York Hotel que comparada com esta e so uma amostra, e mesmo assim mantive meus olhos fechados por quase todo o percurso. Entao, quando resolvi ir nesta em Tampa decidi que ia manter meus olhos abertos e mantive. Bom, mantive nao so os olhos abertos como tambem a boca pois gritei todo o tempo. E sabe que e uma boa! Descobri que nao existe coisa melhor para aliviar o estresse que gritar sem parar nem que seja por apenas um minuto. Pena que nao temos uma montanha-russa perto da gente sempre que estivermos estressados ne?
Se quiserem ver outro video com mais detalhes( esta editado e em camara lenta ) clique no link ao lado. Sheikra - Tampa.
Mais um video de Sheikra
Tambem fomos em outra que chama-se Montu. Aqui a emocao e diferente pois apesar de nao ser tao alta como Sheikra, tem o agravante que nossos pes ficam pendurados e o percurso e todo retorcido. Ok, pode dizer que pareco uma crianca deslumbrada pois nao ligo. Na verdade em uma montanha-russa todos viramos criancas, alem do mais e uma experiencia que nunca vivenciei antes. Portanto, 'leave me alone'.
Saiba mais sobre Sheikra.
Sempre tive medo de montanha-russa. Lembro que quando estivemos em Las Vegas ( eu e Nico) fomos em uma no New York New York Hotel que comparada com esta e so uma amostra, e mesmo assim mantive meus olhos fechados por quase todo o percurso. Entao, quando resolvi ir nesta em Tampa decidi que ia manter meus olhos abertos e mantive. Bom, mantive nao so os olhos abertos como tambem a boca pois gritei todo o tempo. E sabe que e uma boa! Descobri que nao existe coisa melhor para aliviar o estresse que gritar sem parar nem que seja por apenas um minuto. Pena que nao temos uma montanha-russa perto da gente sempre que estivermos estressados ne?
Se quiserem ver outro video com mais detalhes( esta editado e em camara lenta ) clique no link ao lado. Sheikra - Tampa.
Mais um video de Sheikra
Tambem fomos em outra que chama-se Montu. Aqui a emocao e diferente pois apesar de nao ser tao alta como Sheikra, tem o agravante que nossos pes ficam pendurados e o percurso e todo retorcido. Ok, pode dizer que pareco uma crianca deslumbrada pois nao ligo. Na verdade em uma montanha-russa todos viramos criancas, alem do mais e uma experiencia que nunca vivenciei antes. Portanto, 'leave me alone'.
Saiba mais sobre Sheikra.
ELVIS COMES TO FORT LAUDERDALE
Check out this cute video of Elvis singing about Fort Lauderdale when Spring Break first put the city on the map. It seems that not much has changed since then...two out of three guys are more interested in Elvis than in the bikini-clad ladies. I wonder what Mayor Jim Naugle would think about it.
THE 'B' WORD
"I'm a bitch, I'm a bitch. Oh the bitch is back. Stone cold sober as a matter of fact.
I can bitch, I can bitch`cause I'm better than you..."Elton John
Ok people, I have a funny story to tell you about what happened to me yesterday. Well, it's not really funny. Actually, it's kind of sad, for it's a story of an argument between a co-worker and me during which I called her a bitch. I know, I know...it wasn't nice of me to say that. Sean told me I should never use this word at work, but it's too late now. But I really couldn't help it. I must confess that I even felt tempted to use the 'C' word, cause that's what she really is. Sorry if I disappointed you for just thinking about it. But don't worry, I didn't say it. You guys know me: cursing people is not my thing. I think cursing just aggravates any fight or argument, but like I said before, I couldn't hold it, and now there's no use crying over the spilled milk. And please stop judging me, you too one day must have felt like telling people to go f&*% themselves.
Anyway, back to the story...first I have to tell you how everything started. Two weeks ago I started a new job: another Italian restaurant. I must say it is the most hostile place I've ever worked at. I've never met so many unfriendly people in the same place in my entire life. But this is not the point of my story. I want to tell you about a girl that I'll call EVILlyn. I had the misfortune of working with EVILlyn on my first day. It was my training day, so I had a lot of questions. One of the other waiters was helping me, but as a way of interacting with everyone, I decided to ask her to help me when he was busy. Well that desire didn't last long, for her willingness to help me was zero, nada, niente. The only words that I could get from her were 'yes' and 'no'. So I decided that I wouldn't talk to her anymore, and I didn't.
The next day I came back and guess who I was working with? The desperate to get laid EVILlyn. (Sorry for being a bitch myself, but I love it!!! I really think that's her problem, she needs a man to release her stress ) This time it was going to be her and me only. 'Oh! Help me God' I thought. Not surprisingly, she never helped me with anything. In fact, after about two hours of working together she started bossing around. That's when we had our first argument. I won't tell you the details cause this story is becoming too long, but it was a doozy.
After that day, I didn't have much contact with her until yesterday. Of course this time it was a little bit different 'cause it was my second week. I knew what to do, and I did a lot. Actually I did all the side work. She did nothing, nothing at all. But again, when we were close to the end of the shift she started bossing me around and telling me that I should do this and that. That's when our latest fight started. I told her to do something 'cause I wasn't going to work for her (that's what she told me on my first day). That's when she started to list what she supposedly had done. 'Oh please' I said. 'give me a break, you did nothing'. She then went crazy and started yelling at me. I told her to shut up and listen to me, but she didn't. Then I spat out the infamous word. I said: 'you're such a bitch, you know that? F... you bitch'. Don't think I'm proud of saying that, cause I'm not. I know she deserved it, but this is not me. And after leaving work I cried on my way home. How stupid I am! I wish I could be a bitch without remorse. I just think it would be easier, but it's not my nature.
So, when I was coming home, feeling miserable, I decided that I had to change the whole negativity that had permeated my day. I called Sean and said, "Listen, can we go out tonight and have some fun?" Without hesitation he said, "Of course!" So, we went to karaoke night at Scandals and I had a great time! That's when we made lemonade after life gave us lemons (and this is ironic cause my fight with EVILlyn started over lemonade I had squeezed by hand). Sean decided to cheer me up and surprised me with a funny rendition of 'The Bitch is Back' by Elton John. He even threw in some of the things she yelled at me during our many fights. I loved it! Thanks baby.
And that's how my horrible day ended - a very happy ending indeed.
Don't miss the great 'youtube' video I added bellow. The flamboyant Elton John singing my favorite song of the moment: 'The Bitch is Back'.
Anyway, back to the story...first I have to tell you how everything started. Two weeks ago I started a new job: another Italian restaurant. I must say it is the most hostile place I've ever worked at. I've never met so many unfriendly people in the same place in my entire life. But this is not the point of my story. I want to tell you about a girl that I'll call EVILlyn. I had the misfortune of working with EVILlyn on my first day. It was my training day, so I had a lot of questions. One of the other waiters was helping me, but as a way of interacting with everyone, I decided to ask her to help me when he was busy. Well that desire didn't last long, for her willingness to help me was zero, nada, niente. The only words that I could get from her were 'yes' and 'no'. So I decided that I wouldn't talk to her anymore, and I didn't.
The next day I came back and guess who I was working with? The desperate to get laid EVILlyn. (Sorry for being a bitch myself, but I love it!!! I really think that's her problem, she needs a man to release her stress ) This time it was going to be her and me only. 'Oh! Help me God' I thought. Not surprisingly, she never helped me with anything. In fact, after about two hours of working together she started bossing around. That's when we had our first argument. I won't tell you the details cause this story is becoming too long, but it was a doozy.
After that day, I didn't have much contact with her until yesterday. Of course this time it was a little bit different 'cause it was my second week. I knew what to do, and I did a lot. Actually I did all the side work. She did nothing, nothing at all. But again, when we were close to the end of the shift she started bossing me around and telling me that I should do this and that. That's when our latest fight started. I told her to do something 'cause I wasn't going to work for her (that's what she told me on my first day). That's when she started to list what she supposedly had done. 'Oh please' I said. 'give me a break, you did nothing'. She then went crazy and started yelling at me. I told her to shut up and listen to me, but she didn't. Then I spat out the infamous word. I said: 'you're such a bitch, you know that? F... you bitch'. Don't think I'm proud of saying that, cause I'm not. I know she deserved it, but this is not me. And after leaving work I cried on my way home. How stupid I am! I wish I could be a bitch without remorse. I just think it would be easier, but it's not my nature.
So, when I was coming home, feeling miserable, I decided that I had to change the whole negativity that had permeated my day. I called Sean and said, "Listen, can we go out tonight and have some fun?" Without hesitation he said, "Of course!" So, we went to karaoke night at Scandals and I had a great time! That's when we made lemonade after life gave us lemons (and this is ironic cause my fight with EVILlyn started over lemonade I had squeezed by hand). Sean decided to cheer me up and surprised me with a funny rendition of 'The Bitch is Back' by Elton John. He even threw in some of the things she yelled at me during our many fights. I loved it! Thanks baby.
And that's how my horrible day ended - a very happy ending indeed.
Don't miss the great 'youtube' video I added bellow. The flamboyant Elton John singing my favorite song of the moment: 'The Bitch is Back'.
PITANGA - BRAZILIAN CHERRY
These 'pitangas' are from my garden. Just kidding..., you know I don't have a garden. Well my building does and it also has a Brazilian cherry hedge full of these little fruits, that Americans don't eat. They say 'these are wild fruits and they are not to be eaten'. Well, all fruits one day were wild. So...Sempre vi pitangas por aqui mas nao sabia como se chamavam em ingles - e nao pergunte a americano pois eles nao sabem. Entao resolvi pesquisar na internet. Nao foi dificil. So precisei escrever pitanga, ai apareceu tudo que queria saber. Essa internet e mesmo uma maravilha! Abaixo voces verao a foto do predio onde moro e tambem a cerca de pitanga de onde colhi essas da foto acima.
The Suriname Cherry, Brazilian Cherry, or Cayenne Cherry (Eugenia uniflora) is a plant in the family Myrtaceae, native to tropical America. Known as pitanga throughout Brazil, it is a large shrub or small tree with a conical form, growing slowly to 8 meters in height. The leaves are glossy green, up to 4 cm long, and new leaves are copper-colored. Fragrant white flowers mature into reddish fruits up to 2 cm in diameter. The flavor ranges from sweet to sour, depending on the cultivar and level of ripeness (the darker red to black range is quite sweet, while the green to orange range is strikingly tart). The Surinam Cherry is often used in gardens as a hedge or screen. The fruit is high in Vitamin C, and its predominant food use in most of the places it occurs is as a flavoring and base for jams and jellies.Text taken from "Wikipedia"
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A pitanga - Eugenia uniflora Berg., família Myrtaceae - é o fruto da pitangueira. Drupa globosa, carnosa, vermelha (a mais comum), amarela ou preta, e bastante saborosa, rica em cálcio, a pitanga é nativa da Mata Atlântica brasileira, onde é encontrada na floresta estacional semidecídua do planalto, desde Minas Gerais até o Rio Grande do Sul. Ocorre também nas restingas. Também pode ser encontrada na ilha da Madeira, Portugal.
A palavra "pitanga" vem do tupi-guarani, e significa "vermelho".
A planta é cultivada tradicionalmente em quintais domésticos. É também usada como árvore ornamental em várias cidades brasileiras. Nos sistemas agroflorestais multiestrato e em reflorestamentos heterogêneos, é planta importante na recuperação de áreas degradadas.
Árvore de porte médio - no máximo 12 m - a pitangueira é de desenvolvimento moderado, e medianamente rústica. A copa globosa é dotada de folhagem perene.
Texto tirado de "Wikipedia"
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