… and the new look of this site it’s a good start. This blog is now being set up on a new theme got from France (click here) and it was found when I was surfing the net in a lost saturday after a silly night when, once again but not that often, I lost the number of times I moved a glass up and [...]
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There I am again pretending I’m a good English/Portuguese translator. This time it’s a female singer (again!), a love song (again!) and a story told in a way that could have been told by someone, somewhere else in the world. The relevant part here is what this song is capable of doing to me: every time I hear it I feel a huuuge desire of… shouting! [...] Today it’s happening, tomorrow will be another day. I woke up this morning with a good feeling for the running day but up to now I was not able to figure out why. As a matter of fact nothing has changed in my life but I felt I could see life, at least for today, in a “half full glass” manner instead of my usual [...] One bottle of good Portuguese wine, “vinho verde”, white line, one portion of “codfish handjob”, one portion of pork tripes, much of (great) Portuguese bread and olives and there we were, ready for another evening of caustic soda production. Talking was flowing the better the bigger was the amount of consumed alcohol. It is like so every time we go for a relaxing evening, mainly [...] [+] Brazilian newspaper, click here Almost 35 years ago I drunk my first beer. It was a hot, really hot summer in Porto, Portugal. I and my buddies were so thirsty after a couple of hours studying that we decided to look for a drink. We just found beer!! That was a problem because kids aren’t supposed to drink beer or any other liquid containing alchool. But human kind has a [...] |
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