Regresso do Vácuo

"A perfeição não é alcançada quando já não há mais nada para adicionar, mas quando já não há mais nada que se possa retirar".

Antoine de Saint Exupéry

Anseio por...

Just a perfect day
drink sangria in the park
And then later when it gets dark
we go home

Just a perfect day
feed animals in the zoo
Then later a movie too
and then home

Oh, it's such a perfect day
I'm glad I spent it with you
Oh, such a perfect day
You just keep me hanging on
you just keep me hanging on

Just a perfect day
problems all left alone
Weekenders on our own
it's such fun

Just a perfect day
you made me forget myself
I thought I was someone else
someone good (mas apenas por um instante)
(...)

Lou Reed - Perfect Day

Crónicas semi-jurídicas

Já sei qual é a minha especialidade, enquanto jurista.
Ganhar acções mediante sentenças inteligíveis com palavras esquisitas, de forma a simular erudição, à mistura.

Cortes me confesso

Aqui me penitencio pela minha tendência cortes, que se tem manifestado nos últimos tempos.

Notificação

Dr. Bruno Matias considere-se notificado para participar neste blogue, o convite já seguiu para o seu email.

Do you say this to all the boys?

BOY: On a hot summer night,would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?
GIRL: Will he offer me his mouth?
BOY: Yes.
GIRL: Will he offer me his teeth?
BOY: Yes.
GIRL: Will he offer me his jaws?
BOY: Yes.
GIRL: Will he offer me his hunger?
BOY: Yes.
GIRL: Again, will he offer me his hunger?
BOY: Yes!
GIRL: And will he starve without me?
BOY: Yes!
GIRL: And does he love me?
BOY: Yes.
GIRL: Yes.
BOY: On a hot summer night,would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?
GIRL: Yes.
BOY: I bet you say that to all the boys!
(...)

Meat Loaf, You took the words right out of my mouth

Meat loaf Rules

[...]
And all I can do is keep on telling you
I want you
I need you
But there ain't no way
I'm ever gonna love you
Now don't be sad
'Cause two out of three ain't bad
Now don't be sad
'Cause two out of three ain't bad
You'll never find your gold on a sandy beach
You'll never drill for oil on a city street
I know you're looking for a ruby
In a mountain of rocks
But there ain't no Coupe de Ville hiding
At the bottom of a Cracker Jack box
I can't lie
I can't tell you that I'm something I'm not
No matter how I tryI'll never be able to give you something
Something that I just haven't got
[...]

Two Out Of Three Ain't Bad, Meat Loaf