Manaus

Kids II

Meu filho antes de dormir:
-Mãe, né que Guerra nas Estrelas é igual ao Senhor dos Anéis, só que com eletricidade?

Achei tão bonitinho...

What Would You Be?
By Dr. Seuss
If you'd never been born, well then what would you be?
You might be a fish? Or a toad in a tree!
You might be a doorknob! Or three baked potatoes!
You might be a bag of hard green tomatoes!
Or worse than all that- why, you might be a WASN'T!
A WASN'T has no fun at all. No, he doesn't.
A WASN'T just isn't. He just isn't present.
But you- you ARE YOU! And now, isn't that pleasant?
Today you are you! That is truer than true!
There is no one alive who is you-er than you!
Shout loud, "I am lucky to be what I am!
Thank goodness I'm not just a clam or a ham!
Or a dusty old jar of sour gooseberry jam!
I am what I am! That's a great thing to be!
If I say so myself, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!"

His feet are getting better...

Friendly Neighborhood Spider

Manuel Bandeira

SAUDADES DO RIO ANTIGO

Vou-me embora pra Pasárgada
Lá o rei não será deposto
E lá sou amigo do rei.
Aqui eu não sou feliz
A vida está cada vez
Mais cara, e a menor besteira
Nos custa os olho da cara.
O trânsito é uma miséria:
Sair a pé pelas ruas
Desta capital cidade
É quase temeridade.
E eu não tenho cadilac
Para em vez de atropelado,
Atropelar sem piedade
Meus pedestres semelhantes.
Oh! Que saudades que eu tenho
Do Rio como era dantes!
O Rio que tinha apenas
Quinhentos mil habitantes.
O Rio que conheci
Quando vim prá cá menino:
Meu velho Rio gostoso,
Cujos dias revivi
Lendo deliciadamente
O livro de Coaraci.
Cidade onde, rico ou pobre
Dava gosto se viver.
Hoje ninguém está contente.
Hoje, meu Deus, todo mundo
Traz na boca a cinza amarga
Da frustração...Minha gente,
Vou-me embora pra Pasárgada.

Escrito por Manuel Bandeira nos anos 40. Imagina o que ele iria escrever hoje!

Gaucho Baiano

No final da "apresentação" ele vê dinheiro dando sopa em cima da penteadeira e ai acaba a concentração.

At the New Mall

Band in the Park

The battery finished before the song finished.

Home

Influenza

Uma mineira que contraiu a "gripe suína" teve alta essa semana. Por alguma estranha razão ninguém quis entrevista-la.

Kids

People are really interesting creatures. Nobody is the same and that's so fascinating. Even those who have been raised in the same home with the same values and so on, are so unique.

Kids are very interesting too. I don't put kids in the same category as people because I believe if they're still asking, "Are we almost there yet? " when you're taking a cross country family trip and you've only driven 2 miles, then they haven't become people yet. Same goes for "Didn't I tell you not to do that?" "Yes." "Then, why did you do it?" "I forgot." Their brains, although scientists don't mention this, haven't been fully formed until they understand they have to take a bath everyday and yes, you did brush your teeth yesterday but you've got to do it again today.
Another sign that they're turning into people is when besides taking a shower, they also change their underwear. That's a big sign. Then, at around this point, they start feeling embarrassed if you're around when their friends are around.
"Mom."
"Huh?"
"Will you go inside?"
"Why? I'm watering the plants."
"But Ralf is coming by and your hair looks funny. Don't put that hat on, it only makes things worse."
"Makes what worse?!"
"You. I mean your hair. I mean, please go inside."
"I will NOT go inside!"
"Then, I'm going to wait on the corner."
"Where are you going?"
"To the corner."
"I mean with Ralf."
"To JP's house to play a game."
"What kind of game?"
"A zombie killing one."
"You know they're already dead?"
"Mo-om...There's Ralf! Don't shout bye to us, please?"
"What time are you coming home?"
"After all the zombies are dead."
"The zombies are already..."
"I know mom!!"
You see, now he's becoming a man.

I'm going to write a book: Passwords for the Uncreative.
I accept suggestions.