Celebrating ten years since my first trip to Brazil, I decided to post on Facebook, ten YouTube music videos of significance to commemorate those ten years. Well, I got to ten and still felt some videos deserved to make the cut.
So I decided to go for a baker's dozen. I was about to add one song to the list, when I remembered an intoxicating reggae groove I heard back in the Summer of 2001 in Sao Paulo, while relaxing on my cousin's easy chair on a breezy afternoon. I know very little Portuguese, and knew even less then. All I remembered was the refrain from the chorus, "liberdade pra dentro da cabeça". During the next week, It seemed I heard the song everywhere I went. I tried several music stores in the city, and even asked my cousin and family, but no one seemed to know the song (from my explanation) nor the group who sang it. A tune lost to me forever...until today.
I decided to see what would happened if I typed the only words of the song I remembered into the YouTube search field. Well, it felt like meeting a long lost love, by accident, after an unexpected departure. Freedom for inside the head.
Friday, February 26, 2010
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Monday, February 8, 2010
If Toyota Were A Software Company...
1) It would be a laughing matter.
2) Aficionados would just wait for the patch to be released.
3) A bunch of us would just wait 9 months, and upgrade to a 2011 model.
4) A few purist would get a Toyota 2000.
5) Early adopters would just wait for the lastest ooh-aah from Honda at the next auto show.
6) There would be blogs, and forums littered with workarounds already.
7) Instead of the proverbial...well ah-well ah-well ah, Toyota customer service would simply say, "oh yeah...that's a bug."
8) Disabling the Prius' alarm system might resolve the issue,
9) A thread dump of the ECM unit would be quite revealing.
10) Turning the key to the off position, putting the car in neutral, and stepping on the brake, would mysteriously resolve the problem.
2) Aficionados would just wait for the patch to be released.
3) A bunch of us would just wait 9 months, and upgrade to a 2011 model.
4) A few purist would get a Toyota 2000.
5) Early adopters would just wait for the lastest ooh-aah from Honda at the next auto show.
6) There would be blogs, and forums littered with workarounds already.
7) Instead of the proverbial...well ah-well ah-well ah, Toyota customer service would simply say, "oh yeah...that's a bug."
8) Disabling the Prius' alarm system might resolve the issue,
9) A thread dump of the ECM unit would be quite revealing.
10) Turning the key to the off position, putting the car in neutral, and stepping on the brake, would mysteriously resolve the problem.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
The Difference Between Knowing and Appreciating Something
A woman knows that kicking a guy in the family jewels will hurt.
A man appreciates that fact.
A man appreciates that fact.
Sunday, January 24, 2010
You Meet The Friendliest People Near Motorcycles
Today a buddy and I went to the New England Motorcycle Show in New York City. An easy day trip from Boston. We hadn't gone to a proper bike show in years, and never one as far and as big as this one in New York.
There would be no proper riding for us until at least April, so this was an nice opportunity to see all the new motorcycle weapondry, accessories, and the motorcyclists they draw. While the motorcycles were very intriguing, it was the people and the stories they brought that enhanced the experienced.
From the guy with the Christian Motorcyclist Association, who matted a stick-shift transmission to a Norton motorcycle almost as old as myself, to the woman who had as many tattoos on her arms as there are days in a month, to the kid who streched his four-foot frame, with glee, across a 1098cc Ducati sportsbike, to the Motorcycle Safety Foundation instructor who gave us a idea of what to expect in an advance course, while we all sampled Nolan motorcycle helmets.
In all these stories of trips, bike, modification, and anecdotes of adventures gone by; meeting for one winter Sunday afternoon, never to meet again, but better for the exchange.
There would be no proper riding for us until at least April, so this was an nice opportunity to see all the new motorcycle weapondry, accessories, and the motorcyclists they draw. While the motorcycles were very intriguing, it was the people and the stories they brought that enhanced the experienced.
From the guy with the Christian Motorcyclist Association, who matted a stick-shift transmission to a Norton motorcycle almost as old as myself, to the woman who had as many tattoos on her arms as there are days in a month, to the kid who streched his four-foot frame, with glee, across a 1098cc Ducati sportsbike, to the Motorcycle Safety Foundation instructor who gave us a idea of what to expect in an advance course, while we all sampled Nolan motorcycle helmets.
In all these stories of trips, bike, modification, and anecdotes of adventures gone by; meeting for one winter Sunday afternoon, never to meet again, but better for the exchange.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Rebuilding Haiti
I have avoided looking at too many photos or videos of the aftermath of the earthquake that hit Port au Prince. I remember how I became a CNN fiend for the 22 hours (straight) after 9/11, and how it gave me nightmares for a day or two. This time, I'm not worried about the nightmare, but the despair that can come about after such devastation.
We cannot bring the dead back. What we can do is find out (ask, seek, knock) how we can be of service to the living. Today, I donated via church. However, this time. I will approach such giving how I approached campaign donations in the last presidential election. Like the Busy Bunnies in my daughters' bedtime story, I will sow seeds, "a little here, a little there."
We cannot bring the dead back. What we can do is find out (ask, seek, knock) how we can be of service to the living. Today, I donated via church. However, this time. I will approach such giving how I approached campaign donations in the last presidential election. Like the Busy Bunnies in my daughters' bedtime story, I will sow seeds, "a little here, a little there."
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Where Does The Terror (List) End?
So, what gets a country on another country's list of terrorist states? I know that's not an official term, but that's what it is ultimately thought of as.
If a criterion is the nationality of the terror suspect, then what happens when a country ends up on its own list.
If a criterion is the nationality of the terror suspect, then what happens when a country ends up on its own list.
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