quarta-feira, 24 de dezembro de 2008

Porque o verão chegou, finalmente...

Three little birds, sat on my window.
And they told me I don't need to worry.
Summer came like cinnamon
So sweet,
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.

Maybe sometimes, we've got it wrong, but it's alright
The more things seem to change, the more they stay the same
Oh, don't you hesitate.


You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.


Feliz Natal!

terça-feira, 23 de dezembro de 2008


Originally founded as a town by the Gallic tribe named Namnèti around 70 BC, Nantes was conquered by Julius Caesar in 56 BC and named Portus Namnetus. Christianised in the 3rd century AD, the city was successively invaded by the Saxons (around 285), the Franks (around 500), the Britons (in the 6th and 7th centuries) and the Normans, who laid it waste in 843: "The city of Nantes remained for many years deserted, devastated and overgrown with briars and thorns." The Chronicle of Nantes continues until the year 946, telling that Alain Barbe-Torte, grandson of Alan the Great, the last king of Brittany who was expelled by the Norse, drove them out and founded the Duchy of Brittany.

When the Duchy of Brittany was annexed by the kingdom of France in 1532, Nantes kept the Parliament of Brittany for a few years, before it was moved to Rennes. In 1598, King Henry IV of France signed the Edict of Nantes here, which granted Protestants rights to their religion.

During the 18th century, prior to abolition of slavery, Nantes was the slave trade capital of France. This kind of trade led Nantes to become the largest port in France and a wealthy city. When the French Revolution broke out, Nantes chose to be part of it, although the whole surrounding region soon degenerated into an open civil war against the new republic known as the War in the Vendée. On 29 June 1793 the town was the site of a Republican victory in this war. The Loire was the site of tens, perhaps hundreds of thousands of executions by drowning, including those using the method which came to be known as the Republican marriage, in which a man and a woman were stripped naked, tied together, and thrown into the river.

In the 19th century, Nantes became an industrial city. The first public transport anywhere may have been the omnibus service initiated in Nantes in 1826.[citation needed] It was soon imitated in Paris, London and New York. The first railways were built in 1851 and many industries were created. In 1940, the city was occupied by German troops. In 1941, the murder of a German officer, Lt. Col. Fritz Hotz, caused the retaliatory execution of 48 civilians. The city was twice severely bombed by British forces, on 16 and 23 August 1943, before being liberated by the Americans in 1944.

Until the 1970s, Nantes' harbour was located on the Île de Nantes, when it was moved to the very mouth of the Loire River, at Saint-Nazaire. In the subsequent 20 years, many service sector organisations moved into the area, but economic difficulties forced most of these to close. In 2001, a major redevelopment scheme was launched, the goal of which is to revitalise the

In 2003, the French weekly L'Express voted Nantes to be the "greenest city" in France, while in both 2003 and 2004 it was voted the "best place to live" by the weekly Le Point. In August 2004, Time designated Nantes as the "the most livable city in all of Europe".

The source

Beirut - Meu vício atual

Well it's been a long time, long time now
since I've seen you smile
And I'll gamble away my fright
and I'll gamble away my time
And in a year, a year or so
this will slip into the sea
Well it's been a long time, long time now
since I've seen you smile

Nobody raise your voices
just another night in Nantes
Nobody raise your voices
just another night in Nantes

Oh non je t'en prie, nous ne sommes pas chez nous.
Oh je t'assure que ce n'est pas grave.
Non laisse moi !
Mais qu'est-ce que tu as aujourd'hui ?
Je sais que les hommes me dégoûtent. Vous ne pensez qu'à ça.


segunda-feira, 22 de dezembro de 2008

domingo, 21 de dezembro de 2008


Voltando a falar delas.

Amo flores desde criança. Quando era pequena, cultivava mini-rosas na frente da minha janela de casa e cuidava delas com muito carinho.

Agora tenho três violetas a quem tenho me dedicado e que voltaram a florir aqui no Recreio.

Os arranjos são uma paixão à parte. Adoro criar, montar, oferecer. O único curso que fiz foi um início de Ikebana, ainda em Aracaju. Mas vou estudar essa arte, com certeza.

Os livros que comprei da Paula Pryke são simplesmente maravilhosos.

Could I have been anyone other than me?

Could I have been
A parking lot attendant
Could I have been
A millionaire in bel air
Could I have been
Lost somewhere in paris
Could I have been
Your little brother
Could I have been anyone other than me
Could I have been oh, anyone other than me
Could I have been anyone
He stands touch his hair his shoes untied
Tongue gaping stare
Could I have been a magnet for money
Could I have been anyone other than me
Twenty three
Im so tired of life
Such a shame to throw it all away
The images grow darker still
Could I have been anyone other then me?
Then i
Look up at the sky
My mouth is open wide, like and taste
Whats the use in worrying, whats the use in hurrying
Turn turn we almost become dizzy
I am who I am who I am well who am i
Requesting some enlightenment
Could I have been anyone other than me?
And then ill
Sing and dance and Ill play for you tonight
The thrill of it all
Dark clouds may hang on me sometimes
But Ill work it out
And then i
Falling out of a world of lies
Could I have been dancing nancy
Dancing nancy
Could I have been anyone other than me?

Dancing Nancies - Dave Matthews Band

terça-feira, 16 de dezembro de 2008

Pequeno Manual de Felicidade

Comece um sábado indo almoçar com sua família, passando a tarde com ela vendo vitrines, coma um fricassé de jantar e durma feliz e ansiosa com o dia seguinte.

Então, no domingo, coloque uma blusa branca com um laço bem bonito, viaje e seja recebida com carinho por uma amiga querida. Depois, encontre um amigo maravilhoso e receba um abraço bem apertado e diga : "Que saudade!"

Jante pizza de carne seca com pessoas que acabou de conhecer, tome umas taças de um bom vinho só para rir mais um pouco e coma doce de banana com creme de leite de sobremesa, igualzinho como se em Andorinhas estivesse.

Durma feliz em uma cama arrumada só para você, depois de escutar Beirut e sonhe acordada com a vida que recebeu de presente.

domingo, 14 de dezembro de 2008


E amanhã é dia de almoço japonês, pizza no jantar, amizades, cultura e risadas.

Um domingo para matar saudade.

Daqui a pouco Sampa me espera.

Let the seasons begin

If I was young, I’d flee this town
I’d bury my dreams underground
As did I, we drink to die, we drink tonight

Far from home, elephant gun
Let’s take them down one by one
We’ll lay it down, it’s not been found, it’s not around

Let the seasons begin - it rolls right on
Let the seasons begin - take the big king down

Let the seasons begin - it rolls right on
Let the seasons begin - take the big king down

And it rips through the silence of our camp at night
And it rips through the night

And it rips through the silence of our camp at night
And it rips through the silence, all that is left is all that i hide

Elephant Gun - Beirut

sexta-feira, 12 de dezembro de 2008

Don´t be evil

Estou lendo o livro que conta a história do Google.

Uma das coisas que mais admiro lá é a forma como eles encaram a empresa e o relacionamento com todos que a cercam.

Dá só uma olhada nisso, que veio do site de IR deles.

Google Code of Conduct


"Don't be evil." Googlers generally apply those words to how we serve our users. But "Don't be evil" is much more than that. Yes, it's about providing our users unbiased access to information, focusing on their needs and giving them the best products and services that we can. But it's also about doing the right thing more generally - following the law, acting honorably and treating each other with respect.

The Google Code of Conduct is one of the ways we put "Don't be evil" into practice. It's built around the recognition that everything we do in connection with our work at Google will be, and should be, measured against the highest possible standards of ethical business conduct. We set the bar that high for practical as well as aspirational reasons: We hire great people who work hard to build great products, and it's essential that we build an environment of trust - among ourselves and with our users. That trust and mutual respect underlie our success, and we need to earn it every day.

Não é maravilhoso?

domingo, 7 de dezembro de 2008

Mais da Pantera

Nas minhas andanças pela internet, descobri o site Inspector Clouseau, cheio de produtos, como as trilhas sonoras dos filmes.

E o site é um afiliado da Amazon, então, a compra é segura.

O início dela

A Pantera surgiu nos créditos iniciais do primeiro filme, "A Pantera-cor-de-rosa", que era um diamante valiosíssimo.

Confira o início do filme no YouTube, é bom demais!

O nome do blog

Para quem não conhece, a sinopse:

"No melhor filme da série, desta vez o inspetor francês Clouseau é chamado pelo chefe Dreyfus para investigar mais um roubo do famoso diamante Pantera Cor-de-Rosa. O suspeito principal é o aristocrata Charles Lytton (Christopher Plummer), um ladrão de jóias conhecido como "O Fantasma", Closeau cria suas confusões cômicas de costume, enquanto tenta perseguir o desajustado criminoso. Quando Lytton, que nesta rara ocasião é inocente e quer se livrar da culpa, sai na trilha do verdadeiro criminoso, leva o atrapalhado Clouseau a uma divertida e desmiolada perseguição. É a hora de Clouseau, com seus métodos criativos de dedução, levar o inspetor Dreyfus cada vez mais à beira da loucura."


E está baratinho aqui.

Bichinho de sorte

Estava semana estava meio chateada com uns problemas idiotas e uma amiga me mandou essas fotos lá de Itajaí para iluminar meu dia.

Quando me lembro das cidades que foram atingidas pelas enchentes, tão lindas, organizadas, floridas, com gente educada e trabalhadora, dá um aperto gigante e percebo que reclamo demais da vida.

The perfect song for the moment

The speed of sound

How long before I get in?
Before it starts, before I begin?
How long before you decide?
Before I know what it feels like?
Where to, where do I go?
If you never try, then you'll never know.
How long do I have to climb,
Up on the side of this mountain of mine?

Look up, I look up at night,
Planets are moving at the speed of light.
Climb up, up in the trees,
every chance that you get,
is a chance you seize.
How long am I gonna stand,
with my head stuck under the sand?
I'll start before I can stop,
before I see things the right way up.

All that noise, and all that sound,
All those places I got found.
And birds go flying at the speed of sound,
to show you how it all began.
Birds came flying from the underground,
if you could see it then you'd understand?

Ideas that you'll never find,
All the inventors could never design.
The buildings that you put up,
Japan and China all lit up.
The sign that I couldn't read,
or a light that I couldn't see,
some things you have to believe,
but others are puzzles, puzzling me.

All that noise, and all that sound,
All those places I got found.
And birds go flying at the speed of sound,
to show you how it all began.
Birds came flying from the underground,
if you could see it then you'd understand,
ah when you see it then you'll understand?

All those signs, I knew what they meant.
Some things you can invent.
Some get made, and some get sent,
Birds go flying at the speed of sound,
to show you how it all began.
Birds came flying from the underground,
if you could see it then you'd understand,
ah, when you see it then you'll understand?

terça-feira, 2 de dezembro de 2008

Os amigos de longe

Houve um tempo em que os amigos moravam na minha rua, ou no mesmo bairro, no máximo na mesma cidade.
Depois, eram outras cidades, aí outros estados e por fim, a primeira amiga a morar fora do país. Obviamente, essa foi a Rê, que me deixou morrendo de saudade de nossas idéias malucas e dos papos pela madrugada. Isso numa época que nem tinha internet. Daí tome escrever cartas para Dublin.
Depois a Cintia, há tantos anos e agora nos últimos dois anos, a Tati e o Guto.
Sempre que eles vêm é uma festa com a sensação de que nunca nos separamos. Mas o fato é que eu sinto muita falta de tê-los ao meu lado, de compartihar as pequenas coisas, como uma praia em Camboinhas, um vinho em Terê, um sushi no Gendai ou um café no Franz.
Ah, sua egoísta... O que posso fazer? Eu queria mesmo era tê-los todos por perto...

segunda-feira, 1 de dezembro de 2008

Primeira Comunhão da Tati

A Tati é uma menina linda, inteligente e carinhosa para quem dediquei meu afeto ajudando a organizar a Primeira Comunhão dela.

Lembro ainda da minha Primeira Comunhão, com um vestido de laise e super nervosa de como seria comungar, aimeuPai... Assim eu vejo que sempre fui meio neurótica, caramba... O que eu imaginava? Vai saber...

Bem, pois a Tati ganhou bolo com boneca e plaquinha, latinhas com terços (tudo feito pela Giovana, do Biscuit da Gigi), bem-comungados e macarons.

Os bem-comungados vieram da Lemon Bem Casados. A Leonor é um doce de pessoa, mandou as amostras deliciosas para eu provar e entregou tudo super certinho.

Já os macarons eu trouxe de avião no colo, graças ao super profissionalismo da Nina Veloso.

Os docinhos eu encomendei em cima da hora e ficaram maravilhosos. São da minha amiga Evelyn, do Quem Diria.

Tão bom gente competente!!!!

De volta ao Recreio

E depois de um tempo fora, estou de volta ao Recreio.
Bem, embora aqui seja muito, muito longe, eu adoro o apartamento.
E aos poucos ele vai voltar a ficar bem legal como era.
Preciso de alguns móveis, de uma pintura, mas só de estar aqui já me sinto bem.

Tempo de mudanças

Pessoas, The wind of change has come...

E agora a Pantera está de volta.

Para falar da vida, de saudades, de sonhos ainda não vividos e de ser feliz.