Friday, September 14, 2007

There are Many Many Things in this World that I do not Understand...

There are many things in this world that I do not understand, a few examples: Monarchies, Lima Beans, Sports Fanatics, Republicans, WalMart, Nepali Goat Sacrifice, Morman Missionaries on Bicycles, The Flat Earth Society, Fox Television News Bigots, and Los Angeles to name a few of the great mysteries of life. These are just a few of things I just don’t understand…

You see, I just returned from a grand day in Los Angeles at a meeting with the Brasil-California Partnership people. It was amazing, the creativity and energy and dedication (and they served pão de queijo and guaraná). Upon return home in my email was a message from Jeff. He is a very dear friend that I went to college with at Oregon State, who every fall thinks I need to return to my alma mater, sit in the rain and make weird Beaver noises with 20 000 people dressed in Orange (what orange has to do with Beavers has never been thoroughly explained to me but I digress). I replied to his annual query:

“You are most kind, and most patient... (I am swamped here and must need save my wild cards for my trip to Brazil in November), besides I detest football, almost as I much as I detest Los Angeles (was there for the day at a meeting)... Let me explain, my meeting was in the Brazilian Consulate on the corner of Wilshire and La Cienega in Beverly Hills... curious building, 15/20 stories, brown, very 70's... in front (next to an enormous John Wayne Statue, was a sign announcing it as the home of "Flynt Enterprises, LTD.; Flynt Publishing ,etc...". The security guards made me uncomfortable so I do not have a picture of the Flynt signs to post… ) at any rate, in my by now well established and spacey professor head, I was thinking “hmm... Flynt, Flynt... hmmm... sounds familiar”. I then rode the elevator up with a girl with a security lanyard (hustler, hustler, hustler, hustler, hustler, hustler, hustler, hustler) I stepped off at the 7th floor at the Consulate’s floor, wished her a nice afternoon and I then realized (caiu a fisha)... “ohhhh THAT Flynt!”

I had to call my Brazilian friends to let them know how very proud of them I was...

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Just the stone cold truth of our great friendship

This just sent to me... it made me laugh, so why not post it?


Are you tired of those sissy "friendship" poems that always sound good, but never actually come close to reality?

Well, here is a series of promises that actually speak of true

You will see no cutesy little smiley faces on this card. Just the stone cold truth of our great friendship.

1. When you are sad -- I will help you get drunk and plot revenge against the sorry bastard who made you sad.

2. When you are blue -- I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you.

3. When you smile -- I will know you finally got laid.

4. When you are scared -- I will rag on you about it every chance I get.

5. When you are worried -- I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be until you quit whining.

6. When you are confused -- I will use little words.

7. When you are sick -- Stay the hell away from me until you are well again. I don't want whatever you have.

8. When you fall -- I will point and laugh at your clumsy ass.

9. This is my oath.... I pledge it to the end. "Why?" you may ask;
"because you are my friend".

Friendship is like peeing your pants, everyone can see it, But only you can feel the true warmth.

Send this to 10 of your closest friends.
Then get depressed because you can only think of 4.

Sunday, September 9, 2007

La Mer...

I woke up humming "LaMer" as sung by Charles Trenet. Let me explain why... you see, amongst many of my proudly worn "pecados" is a weakness. Ok it is one of many... but we don't need to launder all of them this morning, now do we?

Milton & I profess to any number of weaknesses. However, the weakness that I speak of here is our common devotion to the collected works of Rowan Atkinson aka Mr. Bean. Being Brazilians (one by birth, the other by domestication) we are firm believers that not everything has to be of a “high society” type… Brega is a word both worthy of emulation and as a lifestyle.

So, despite all the more cultural opportunities offered here in our fair city, off we went to see his latest film. “Mr Bean's Holiday”. The ending is well worth the ride…


and then if you don’t get it you must see…
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