I am celebrating the 5th anniversary of “The Wanderer” birth, a nickname chosen by a lousy blog writer who has had no guts to present himself before the gods with his own name, given by baptism in the name of the father, the son and the holy spirit. Amen!
This blog was born in May/June 2005 (read here the very first post), right before I took my family, weapons and luggage to go to Salvador, Bahia, Brazil, for a two years international assignment as per my Company request(1). This blog was born then to provide myself with a public space where to let my philosophical wanderings flow like shit in an endless sewer of a huge city. That is precisely my latest philosophical belief over what I have been driving my very much monochromatic life: shit happens! I have also decided to give this blog a touch of originality by writing a post, this one, by-steps instead the usual one-shot way. Simultaneously, I have decided to retouch the looking of this blog which is almost finished as of June 23rd, the Saint John day’s eve, a popular fest in Oporto, Portugal, also called Festa de São João or Festa Junina in Portugal and Brazil. By coincidence, June 23rd is also a day when I started dating the woman who happens to be my wife and mother of my children. I still remember, under lots of nostalgia I should say, that June 23rd was also the day I started “wandering” along her body for the first time just like an avid explorer for discovering new (and virgin) territories…
As wanderer has several synonyms in English,
drifter, floater, itinerant, rambler, roamer, rover, tramp, traveller, vagabond, vagrant,
the name of this blog “Roaming, free the speech” and the nickname “The Wanderer” are a kind of “let’s put all those words together, shuffle them and play like it were a words game”. The idea was to put together my forthright manners, my unbreakable (or immortal) attitude “I’m here, I’m there, it looks like I’m nowhere”, my new state as a world traveller and the new social disease “GSM Addiction”(2).
Five years later, this blog has got only a couple of readers. It means that what I write here has no interest at all to anybody, except to a few dark minds like me. The number of visits shown by the freeware hit counter used in this blog is already presenting a few thousand unique hits only because this blog has lot of pictures waiting to be leeched(3). May the gods save and provide Ms. CN, Mr. AM, Mr. Edvale, Ms. FG, Mr. RGAL and few other, with all the best in life. Although having already gone through some negation moments about this blog, here and there, I have decided not to murder it yet, despite the fact of not having many more readers besides me. This blog is my space (not MySpace) for self-entertainment and self-improvement (in English language too) as for being used to store the fluids resulting from an intellectual masturbation(4) I dare to practice from times to times.
May the gods(5) protect this piece of art…
- There are a few posts in this blog talking about my life in Salvador, Bahia, for two years. To make this possible, my wife (PhD in Psychology) quit on her job, my 15 years old daughter and 9 years old son left relatives and friends to cross the Atlantic ocean just to pursuit their husband’s and father’s professional goals. May the gods bless them… ↩
- Have a look at this post Cellphone Kids. ↩
- Mainly those ones with nude human bodies (male and female) provided by AllPosters.com ↩
- I do believe that sexual masturbation is something a man will never put apart since the very first moment he finds how mentally therapeutic the sexual masturbation or, else the “sex with himself”, can be. For this reason, I do advise men to practice the intellectual masturbation as well but, this time, they should use the right head. ↩
- I definitely assumed my condition of atheist man. I might rather be, alternatively, an agnostic one. Nevertheless, this multitheistic expression “gods” usually make my day… ↩
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Happy birthday “Wanderer”… and a big hug to your wonderful family.