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Hace 3 años
lunes, marzo 31, 2008
martes, marzo 25, 2008
China I: Ciudad Prohibida
Pues nada que el Picasa me obliga a subir fotos de 4 en 4 así que haré resúmenes temáticos de mi periplo chinesco. Para ver el resto de fotos pincha aquí.
Mañanas Soleadas...
Vuelta de vacaciones, es martes pero también lunes. Salgo del metro y esta canción se cuela en mi ipod...Y hace sol, y yo cierro los ojos y me da en la cara...Y un poco mas allá está el mar...Y en fin en dos minutos el paisaje se ha sustituido por el PC y 140 emails retrasados. Pero el ratito de la canción... Eso ya no me lo quita nadie!.
sweeping the floors, open up the doors
yeah turn on the lights, gettin ready for tonight
nobody's romantic cuz it's too early for dancin
but here comes the music
bright lights flashing to cover up your lack of so
many people, so many problems, so many reasons
to buy another round, drink it down
just another night on the town
with the big man, money man, better than the other man
he got the plan with the million dollar give a damn
when nobody understands, become a smaller man
the bright lights keep flashing, and the women keep on dancing
with the clowns, yeah yeah yeah
they pick me up when i'm down yeah yeah
the rodeo clowns, yeah yeah yeah
they pick me up when i'm down
the disco ball spinning, all the music and the women
and the shots of tequila, man they say that they need ya,
what they really need...is just a little room to breathe
teeny bopping disco queen, she barely understands
her dreams of bellybutton rings and other kinds of things
symbolic of change but the thing that is strange
is that the changes occurred, and now she's just a part of the herd, yeah yeah yeah
man, i thought that you heard, yeah yeah
the changes occurred, yeah yeah yeah
just a part of the herd
lights out, shut down, late night, wet ground
you walk by look at him, but he can't look at you yeah
you might feel pity but he only feels the ground
cuz you understand moods but he only knows let down
by the corner there's another one
reaching out a hand, coming from a broken man
well you try to live but he’s done tryin
not dead, but definitely dying
with the rest of the clowns, yeah yeah
(humming)...with the rest of the clowns
sweeping the floors, open up the doors
yeah turn on the lights, gettin ready for tonight
nobody's romantic cuz it's too early for dancin
but here comes the music
Jack Johnson
miércoles, marzo 12, 2008
¿Que será eso?
Es lo que tiene estar aburrido hablando con los clientes todo el día. Aparecen unas modelos de nada en la piscina del Hilton mientras ruedan un spot de bikinis y la tarde ya se ha animado...
Pictures by Lando.
viernes, marzo 07, 2008
Despedida de Adolfo
Y sí, el señor "Estarlella", gran investigador Blogeriano, nos ha dejado por una temporada para seguir trabajando en lo que le gusta. Rodeado de engendros que devoran series televisivas y cómics. No descartamos una visita en el mes de las flores a ver si se cumplen los presagios de esta maravillosa foto.
Picture by Tesista.
martes, marzo 04, 2008
To be alone with you
Últimamente no me puedo sacar de la cabeza esta canción...Supongo que me siento un poco como él cuando la escribió.
I'd swim across lake Michigan
I'd sell my shoes
I'd give my body to be back again
In the rest of the room
To be alone with you
To be alone with you
To be alone with you
To be alone with you
You gave your body to the lonely
They took your clothes
You gave up a wife and a family
You gave your goals
To be alone with me
To be alone with me
To be alone with me
You went up on a tree
To be alone with me you went up on the tree
I'll never know the man who loved me
Sufjan Stevens
El kiosko de Borriol cierra...
Y ser terminó la "caellona". Pepito cierra el kiosko que visitamos hace un par de veranos. En borriol mucha gente echará de menos ese pequeño retículo verde que muchas tardes de gloria ha proporcionado a la muchachada...
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