Eternal mind of the spotless sunshine

November 30, 2008, 7:25 pm
Filed under: Uncategorized

Post Secret is amazing.


United towards one goal
September 26, 2008, 4:13 pm
Filed under: politics

One of the certainties of life
September 24, 2008, 9:45 am
Filed under: profile


Bills where they belong
September 22, 2008, 2:30 pm
Filed under: sports

(That retro gear is just amazing! It should be used always!)

Ah, that sweet kiss of death with time running out to give us the win over the Raiders. So bloody sweet. What a comeback.

It comes as a surprise to a lot of people here in Brazil why on the gods’ green Earth do I cheer to badly for a Buffalo NFL team? It’s kinda simple, really. It all goes back to the first time I set foot on american soil.

The year was 1992. I was returning from a trip to England where my cousins lived and I was to follow (but didn’t know it yet) and set away towards the mecca of all kids: DisneyWorld. In what would become years of frustration and disappointment, 1992 marked the Buffalo Bills second consecutive Super Bowl appearance. Me and my brother were at a Pro Bowl shop in Orlando and we came across the current merchandise for the big match. For some odd reason, we both decided one would choose a team and the other would pay a prize if his team lost.

I chose the Bills because of the buffalo and my brother was ok with the weird indian. As it turns out, obviously, I lost and can’t remember for the life of me what I had to pay for the loss, but I later found out that I really enjoyed american football. And the Bills had a bloody fantastic, but amazingly unlucky, couple of years. From then on I couldn’t pry me eyes from the team with the stylish buffalo on the helmet.

We’re finally, after so many disappointing years, making our way towards a better season. It’s all working out. The QB is reliable, and the offense is making amends for the last couple of years of pure boredom and utter gut-wrenching irritation.

Sunday’s game proved to me that we’re now able to seek a decent play-off position and, blimey!, maybe even begin to hope for a new four-year run. This time with a least one frigging happy ending!

Rian Lindell kicked a 38-yard field goal as time expired. Trent Edwards is leading the Bills like no QB’s done in a very, very long time. What a comeback.

I can dream big now. C’mon, you Bills!

The greatest show in the world
September 6, 2008, 1:46 am
Filed under: politics

(Unfortunately WordPress won’t let me embed this amazing piece. So here’s the link:

For a great while there will never be such an amazing declaration of democracy as I’ve just seen on The Daily Show. It’s a bit difficult to show support for such a show. The Daily Show is by far the greatest thing that was happened to America since motherf***ing Bush took over.

To be able to watch, albeit with a small lag of a day, the program from afar, in my case my hometown of Rio, Brazil, is to able to relish the possibility of keeping in touch with the most influencial and powerful political system in the world through the eyes and minds of the most talented and articulate group of individuals the United States has to offer. There will never be a show where so much is said in such a blatantly obvious and sarcastic way. The truth hurts. But The Daily Show makes us laugh while it hurts.

And it hurts me. All that has been done to the world through the sick mind of Bush and his army of evildoers. All that the amazing country of the United States has let itself become. A tiranny of the grandest kind. A country with no morals that preaches morality. A country that knows no boundaries in order to achieve their goals. That knows no limits.

America has become a cesspool of hate. A disgusting nation founded on principles not held. A country where gentlemen sought to achieve grandeur and has, for the past eight years, been pillaged and stripped of all its meaning. America is dying.

Thank fuck for a show like The Daily Show. If McCain wins this election that slight glimpse of hope, that inexplicable desire I have inside me to believe in a greater America will forever be lost. Every time I see Obama trying to achieve the monumental task of writing new and amazing chapters of our brief but intricate and rich history I think there’s a better place we call all look out for.

And I’m sure The Daily Show will be there to poke fun at the inevitable, but to present the critique and the smart journalism that is so flagrantly absent in America.

What we see is nigh
August 25, 2008, 2:04 pm
Filed under: chronicles, profile, rants

Never have I felt this blind. Blinded by the silence of the thousand pieces of my broken heart. Unable to mend what was shattered. Unwilling to forgo the suffering that comes with looking at myself in the mirror and not wanting to see what I indeed see.

I feel blinded by the shallow people that surround the world. The ridiculous fools we seem to be for believing in some, and then making ourselves available and ready to take our fears head on, challenging the paradigms of society in the utmost desire to be fulfilled with joy, happiness and the sense of purpose.

For some odd reason I still stand with my head held upright. For some odd reason I awake and find strenght to get up and walk about. Continue my business. Talk to good friends, make new ones.

Why does life have to be so full of idiotic processes? Why must we endure this existance only in order to see things as a series of events, instead of the magical, incomprehensible force of nature we want them to be? Why must we become so pragmatic.

Life should be about the wonderful, amazing things that no one is able to understand. Life should be about the moments where nothing has the power to make it all go awry. Yet all I see is the working of a machine bound to make us sacrifice ourselves to achieve a goal that is not reachable.

So we remain blinded. Forever blinded.

89% brazilian in bed
August 18, 2008, 7:46 am
Filed under: drivel

So I’m 89% brazilian in bed! This is what the amazing KY site had to say about me:

‘Your bedroom powers are legendary!

Your lovemaking technique is an extension of the samba; sensual, athletic, rhythmic, full of meaning and like the samba it keeps going until daylight or until the neighbours call the police. Give yourself a pat on the back, but be careful, you’re liable to give yourself an orgasm.’

What’s your national sexuality in bed? Are you british in bed?