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filho bastardo de joseph k [levanta-te e anda]

quinta-feira, março 27, 2003

a bela do meneco de hoje é...



lavínia vlasak



quarta-feira, março 26, 2003

hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da minha vida.




i did it myyyyyyyyy way!




dois doutores, um mestre e eu lá, com as pernas quase bambas. o final... feliz.




MY WAY
Frank Sinatra
And now, the end is near;
And so I face the final curtain.
My friend, I'll say it clear,
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
I've lived a life that's full.
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Regrets, I've had a few;
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.
I planned each charted course;
Each careful step along the byway,
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall;
And did it my way.
I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
I've had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.
To think I did all that;
And may I say - not in a shy way,
"No, oh no not me,
I did it my way".
For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels;
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows -
And did it my way!




terça-feira, março 25, 2003

um amigo meu imaginou um dispositivo que tornaria a cobertura da guerra ainda mais divertida para os espectadores. trata-se de um sistema de micro-câmeras acopladas aos capacetes dos soldados, que transmitiriam as imagens do front em tempo real. o assinante compraria um pacote e com o controle remoto poderia escolher entre os milhares de pontos de vista possíveis, sentindo as emoções do conflito sem abandonar o conforto doméstico.



segunda-feira, março 24, 2003

será que algum soldado americano entediado trocaria de lugar comigo, futuro jornalista entediado?






REBANHO

:: a vida de suely ::
:: for no one ::
:: buzanfa nu ::
:: tia velha ::
:: absent soul ::
:: intestino grosso ::
:: condedeinercia ::
:: quadrilha ::


SALMO 69


Depressa, Senhor, vinde em meu auxilio. Sejam confundidos e humilhados os que odeiam a minha vida. Recuem e corem de vergonha os que se comprazem com meus males. Afastem-se, cobertos de confusao, os que me dizem: "Ah! Ah!"

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