Demorou mas foi

... E ao fim de 8 anos tive coragem de pegar na série friends e faZer uma maratona ....

Estes moços são mesmo bons..

Para terminar bem o ano....

Esta senhora teu uma voz.....

Oficialmente em declínio .....

Entrei no grupo do presente de natal "meias novas" por parte da família mais velha ......

Porque sim ...

Memórias

A antiga Horta do meu avô, onde durante tantos anos os figos, as maçãs , os morangos, os tomates, o feijão verde, as uvas e enfim tanta coisa mais eram roubadas por mim com a complacência dele .....

Até hoje o hábito de comer tomate como uma maçã mantém se ...

Nota : onde está a entrada do galinheiro ? 

E viva setembro e o início das aulas

Pensei que no metrô existisse ... Um metropolitano

Saltitando pelo Youtube...

A proposito de uma colaboraçao ocasional com outro grupo, fui pesquisar esta voz....

fantastica..

One of those days....

As cars go by I cast my mind's eye
Over back packs on roof racks
Beyond the horizon
Where dream makers
Working white plastic processors
Invite the unwary
To reach for the pie in the sky
Go fishing my boy!

We set out in the spring
With a trunk full of books about everything
About solar devices
And how nice natural childbirth is
We cut down some trees
And we trailed our ideals
Through the forest glade
We dammed up the stream

And the kids cooled their heels
In the fishing pool we'd made
We held hands and we exchanged bands
And we practically lived off the land
You adopted a fox cub
Whose mother was somebody's coat
You fed him by hand
And then snuggled him down
In the grandfather bed while I wrote
We grew our own maize
And I only occasionally went into town
To stock up on antibiotics
And shells for the shotgun that I kept around
I told the kids stories
While you worked your loom
And the sun went down sooner each day.


Jade: "Chapter six in which Eeyore has a birthday
And gets two presents"
Child: "Daddy...come on dad"
Jade: "Eeyore the old gray donkey stood by the side
Of the stream and he looked at himself in the water
"Pathetic" he said, "That's what it is"
"Good morning Eeyore" said Pooh
"Oh" said Pooh, He thought for a long time

The leaves all fell down
Our crops all turned brown
It was over
As the first snowflakes fell
I realized all was not well in the camp
The kids caught bronchitis
The space heater ran out of diesel
One weekend a friend from the East
Rot his soul
Stole your heard
I said "Fuck it then

Take the kids back to town
Maybe I'll see you around"

And so...leaving all our hopes and dreams
To the wind and the rain
Taking only our stash
Left our litter and trash
And set out on the road again
On the road again

Child: "Bye Bye Daddy, Bye Daddy
You can bring Pearl she's a darn nice girl
But don't bring Liza"

É uma realidade ....

Once upon a time, there was this little sparrow, who while flying south for the winter froze solid and fell to the ground. And then to make matters worse the cow crapped on him, but the manure was all warm and it defrosted him. So there he is, he's warm and he's happy to be alive and he starts to sing. A hungry cat comes along and he clears off the manure and he looks at the little bird and then he eats him. And the moral of the story is this: everyone who craps on you is not necessarily your enemy, and everyone who gets you out of crap is not necessarily your friend, and if you're warm and happy no matter where you are you should just keep your big mouth shut.

Morning

Cenas ....

23 pessoas presas no freedom festival .... Sou o único a ver a ironia da coisa ?

A despedida de um grande senhor que marcou uma época..

http://thedailyshow.cc.com/full-episodes/i0368n/august-5--2015---louis-c-k-

MEO MUSIC

Estas playlists que eles criam são fantasticas...

Baladas POP.... primeira musica..

Há anos que não a ouvia, mas continua a ser das minhas musicas preferidas.

Fantastico.....

Fotos fantasticas.. Foi um Século em Grande...

http://observador.pt/2015/07/30/62-fotos-raras-da-nossa-historia-recente/

Tantas horas....tantas tardes

http://observador.pt/2015/07/27/vicio-no-football-manager-velhote-comecou/


Com a piada que era feito em Basic, o que nos permitia aceder ao programa e "escolher" quanto dinheiro tinhamos para comprar jogadores... (pelo menos quem soubesse onde mexer...)

Beach day ...

Não sei se ria se chore ...

Cruzamento com semáforo ... Esta verde arranco ...

Vindo da direita passa um punto que não para e me obriga a travar a fundo .

Para 15 metros a frente do semáforo para apanhar uma pessoa ..

Paro  ao lado 

" olhe , o sinal estava vermelho para si e não parou ...."

" pois, se calhar ... Nem reparei ...." 

Que saudades do meu jipe ...