Saturday, November 17, 2007
Friday, November 02, 2007
Thursday, November 01, 2007
Monday, October 01, 2007
Sexta-feira bizarra
Ainda bem que não era sexta-feira 13! Uau! Estou precisando de reza braba...
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Em tempo: daqui a exatos três meses chego a Florianópolis, Santa Catarina, Brasil.
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Em tempo: daqui a exatos três meses chego a Florianópolis, Santa Catarina, Brasil.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Viva o Pelé!
Aproveitando a deixa do post anterior que falou de futebol, quero agradecer ao Pelé. Não pelas jogadas inacreditáveis, mas por ter namorado a Xuxa. Já explico.
É sempre interessante observar a reação das pessoas quando digo que sou brasileira. Geralmente ouve-se "futebol, carnaval, caipirinha"...mas qual não foi meu espanto quando Andy Gordon (detalhe da tatuagem com um A e um G separados por um raio e uma família de leões (?)) diz: "I used to date Xuxa, but Pelé took her from me". Uau! Tive que pedir permissão para bater uma foto. E mais uma vez, valeu Pelé!
Ahmadinejad
O Presidente do Iran está em Nova York. Hoje, 24 de setembro, ele falou aos estudantes da Universidade de Columbia, a dez quadras do meu apartamento. Assisti ao vivo na CNN...evento "sold-out".
O fuzuê na cidade, baseado no fato de que ele pediu para visitar o Ground Zero, não fez sentido nenhum na minha mera opinião brasileira.
O fuzuê na cidade, baseado no fato de que ele pediu para visitar o Ground Zero, não fez sentido nenhum na minha mera opinião brasileira.
J-E-T-S: JETS!
Domingão, 24 de setembro, aquela coisa toda. Provavelmente um dos últimos domingos de verão em Nova York, uma vez que o frio já se aproxima.
No Brasil, o dia é sagrado, seja no sentido literal ou pagão da palavra.
Churrasco, cerveja, futebol. Sounds great pro Tio Sam também. E assim, participei da minha primeira "Tailgate party" seguida pelo jogo JETS X MIAMI DOLPHINS. Foi curioso observar as mesas montadas e os pequenos "barbecues" tomando conta do estacionamento do estádio em New Jersey. Uma versão americana do "esquenta" tão difundido na nossa terrinha.
Jogo de futebol americano? Check. Estádio lotado no domingo? Check. Great Seats? Check. Cheerleaders? Check. Touchdown? Check.
Ela não é carioca
Performática, alegre e com uma incrível voz, Bebel Gilberto cantou minhas baladas favoritas no show do dia 18 de setembro no Webster Hall, NYC.
O sotaque carioca para falar inglês esconde a verdadeira identidade da cantora, filha de João Gilberto e Miúcha e sobrinha de Chico Buarque. Bebel é uma New Yorker.
O sotaque carioca para falar inglês esconde a verdadeira identidade da cantora, filha de João Gilberto e Miúcha e sobrinha de Chico Buarque. Bebel é uma New Yorker.
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Comédia da vida pública
Na calçada, em Chelsea, ouço um homem gargalhar. Sentado num banquinho em frente ao seu mini camelô, ele divide a rua com pedestres, carros, ônibus, lixo, lojas com glamurosas vitrines.
"I love my job", ele grita, enquanto faz bolhas de sabão com a maquininha que está à venda por um dólar. E novamente a gargalhada.
"I love my job", ele grita, enquanto faz bolhas de sabão com a maquininha que está à venda por um dólar. E novamente a gargalhada.
New shoes
Mil meninas de 19 anos, cinco caras e eu fomos ao show do cantor Paolo Nutini. Imagine uma versão moderna das músicas de Al Green e Marvin Gaye com Mop-Top. Uma graça.
É bom dar crédito pra esse escocês, pois com apenas 20 anos ele já abre shows para artistas como os Rolling Stones.
Um pedacinho da música "New Shoes"
"Woke up cold one Tuesday,
I'm looking tired and feeling quite sick,
I felt like there was something missing in my day to day life..."
Lovely!
É bom dar crédito pra esse escocês, pois com apenas 20 anos ele já abre shows para artistas como os Rolling Stones.
Um pedacinho da música "New Shoes"
"Woke up cold one Tuesday,
I'm looking tired and feeling quite sick,
I felt like there was something missing in my day to day life..."
Lovely!
Monday, August 20, 2007
Links
Há algo errado com os links do blog Pelo Mundo. Todos os websites recomendados não levam a lugar algum ou simplesmente desapareceram.
Nérdio Geeks, chefe do departamento de administração de conteúdo do blog, afirma, em entrevista exclusiva, que já alertou sua equipe. "Estamos realizando trabalhos intensos para que a situação se normalize". Geeks não vê motivo para pânico.
Nérdio Geeks, chefe do departamento de administração de conteúdo do blog, afirma, em entrevista exclusiva, que já alertou sua equipe. "Estamos realizando trabalhos intensos para que a situação se normalize". Geeks não vê motivo para pânico.
In the New Dating Scene, the Attraction Is a Beautiful Mind
Achei interessante...também dos arquivos do blog (eu não estava totalmente desconectada, só sem tempo para postar).
By Anthony Faiola
Washington Post Staff Writer
Monday, April 16, 2007; Page A01
NEW YORK -- The hot spot du jour of Manhattan nightlife looms large over Fifth Avenue and 42nd Street, where crowds of stylish YoCos -- young cosmopolitans -- were jostling inside one evening last week for the right to pay the $15 cover. Rather than crossing the velvet ropes for a rave, house party or disco, the hip patrons here were packing into a controversial lecture at the New York Public Library on the modern meaning of feminism.
"We've both been going to bars and clubs less because events like these are more provocative," said Paul Torres, an MTV producer holding hands with his girlfriend of eight months, IT manager Amy Stemmler, also 30. Recent dates have included a museum crawl at MoMA and a discussion titled "Was the 20th Century a Mistake?" by German director Werner Herzog. "Maybe we'll agree, maybe we won't. But at least we're getting inside each other's heads."
In New York and other northeastern urban centers, including Washington and Boston, gray matter is the new black of the hip social scene. Thousands of young singles and couples are eschewing the perfunctory dinner and a movie for a growing circuit of late-night museum prowls, Oxford-style debates with pre-feud cocktail parties and book readings with cash bars and after-hour bands. In New York, even spelling bee nights have popped up as a romantic twist for the chic, unmarried and grammatically gifted.
It is, observers of the trend say, a visceral backlash to life in a Paris Hilton world. It's a chance to impress a mate, or a potential date, by flexing a body part that has lost ground in recent years to biceps and pecs -- the brain.
"Let's face it, there really is nothing more sensual than caressing someone's mind," said Paul Holdengräber, who launched the library's live lecture series that is now a staple of New York's "intellidating" scene. Two years ago, the average age at library lectures was 68. It is now 41 and falling, driven down partly by a new crop of cutting-edge guests including underground cartoonists Robert Crumb and Aline Kominsky-Crumb and director Jonathan Demme.
"Our ears are a very sensitive place," Holdengräber said, "and lectures give our crowd not only something to listen to, but something to discuss all evening long. You say a lecture isn't romantic? I say but of course it is."
"Intellidating," first coined in England in 2002, sprang from "Intelligence Squared," a live discussion series launched by a couple of British moguls whose professed aim was to make debating "sexy." Heated debates on topics ranging from "Monogamy Is Bad for the Soul" to "Maggie Thatcher Saved Britain" brought in the London glitterati, including actor Hugh Grant and, until their split in February, svelte girlfriend and socialite Jemima Khan.
The concept leapt across the pond to New York last year with the American version of Intelligence Squared -- IQ2US -- launched by philanthropist and businessman Robert Rosenkranz. Housed inside the Asia Society building on the Upper East Side, the popular events have lured a following including conservative pundit Monica Crowley and her boyfriend, the venture capitalist Bill Siegel. The cheaper seats are peppered with budding young brainiacs who find heightened stimulation in verbal joust.
A 45-minute cocktail reception precedes each debate, after which comes a cranial lucha libre where, on one night, author Michael Crichton sparred with other panelists on global warming. For the right set, it can be quite the aphrodisiac.
"The debate itself was far more heated than I'd expected, and Kate and I disagreed completely," said Andy Criss, 28, who took Kate Lauber, a 25-year-old Columbia University American studies major, to an IQ2US debate titled "Is America Too Damn Religious?" for their second date.
Criss said they argued during the 40-minute subway ride back to Lauber's apartment in Upper Manhattan. "It's not like we were just fighting. We were interacting, sharing thoughts, and that was far more satisfying than if we'd gone out to see the movie of the week."
The trend, observers say, is another example of how dating, particularly in the Internet era, is all about niche marketing. With matchmaking Web sites designed for all sorts of people, finding like-minded singles has become easier. Brainiacs are no exception.
A Web site called "The Right Stuff," which advertises that "smart is sexy," bills itself as a place where lonely-heart Ivy League graduates can find their match. intellectConnect.com, a Washington-area company, launched in August 2005 and has built up to 6,000 members, according to co-founder Cindy Embleton.
Over the past two years -- but particularly in the past 12 months -- dozens of cultural institutions have seized on the demand, offering events that draw the intellidating crowd and help the establishments cultivate younger clienteles.
At Housing Works Used Book Café in Soho, Friday night book readings have become lounge-like events with live bands and cash bars. Last year, New York's Museum of Modern Art began PopRally, an event aimed at young couples and singles that mixes cocktails, music and art.
Last month, the Hirshhorn began a series of museum nights with a sold-out event in which 1,700 Washingtonians mingled amid a new installation exploring how artists use light. Revelers heard music spun by garage-style DJ Ian Svenonius and selected to capture the essence of the art. Later, some revelers broke off from the cash bar on an "insomniacs tour" of the galleries.
If Woody Allen were Cupid, one of his romantic inventions might be a New York singles spelling bee night with categories including "sex," "medical conditions" and "uncomfortable things." But he would no longer have to invent it, because Makor -- a Manhattan social center popular with a young, Jewish crowd -- has done it already.
"I just went there to do something fun, but of course, this is Manhattan, and the Jewish community, so everything is really a singles event even if it's not," said Dorron Lemesh, a software writer who attended his first Makor spelling bee three weeks ago.
"One guy had to spell 'chlamydia' and then 'erectile dysfunction' -- and he got both right," Lemesh said. With a chuckle, he added, "But then the women have to worry about a man [who] knows how to spell 'chlamydia.' "
By Anthony Faiola
Washington Post Staff Writer
Monday, April 16, 2007; Page A01
NEW YORK -- The hot spot du jour of Manhattan nightlife looms large over Fifth Avenue and 42nd Street, where crowds of stylish YoCos -- young cosmopolitans -- were jostling inside one evening last week for the right to pay the $15 cover. Rather than crossing the velvet ropes for a rave, house party or disco, the hip patrons here were packing into a controversial lecture at the New York Public Library on the modern meaning of feminism.
"We've both been going to bars and clubs less because events like these are more provocative," said Paul Torres, an MTV producer holding hands with his girlfriend of eight months, IT manager Amy Stemmler, also 30. Recent dates have included a museum crawl at MoMA and a discussion titled "Was the 20th Century a Mistake?" by German director Werner Herzog. "Maybe we'll agree, maybe we won't. But at least we're getting inside each other's heads."
In New York and other northeastern urban centers, including Washington and Boston, gray matter is the new black of the hip social scene. Thousands of young singles and couples are eschewing the perfunctory dinner and a movie for a growing circuit of late-night museum prowls, Oxford-style debates with pre-feud cocktail parties and book readings with cash bars and after-hour bands. In New York, even spelling bee nights have popped up as a romantic twist for the chic, unmarried and grammatically gifted.
It is, observers of the trend say, a visceral backlash to life in a Paris Hilton world. It's a chance to impress a mate, or a potential date, by flexing a body part that has lost ground in recent years to biceps and pecs -- the brain.
"Let's face it, there really is nothing more sensual than caressing someone's mind," said Paul Holdengräber, who launched the library's live lecture series that is now a staple of New York's "intellidating" scene. Two years ago, the average age at library lectures was 68. It is now 41 and falling, driven down partly by a new crop of cutting-edge guests including underground cartoonists Robert Crumb and Aline Kominsky-Crumb and director Jonathan Demme.
"Our ears are a very sensitive place," Holdengräber said, "and lectures give our crowd not only something to listen to, but something to discuss all evening long. You say a lecture isn't romantic? I say but of course it is."
"Intellidating," first coined in England in 2002, sprang from "Intelligence Squared," a live discussion series launched by a couple of British moguls whose professed aim was to make debating "sexy." Heated debates on topics ranging from "Monogamy Is Bad for the Soul" to "Maggie Thatcher Saved Britain" brought in the London glitterati, including actor Hugh Grant and, until their split in February, svelte girlfriend and socialite Jemima Khan.
The concept leapt across the pond to New York last year with the American version of Intelligence Squared -- IQ2US -- launched by philanthropist and businessman Robert Rosenkranz. Housed inside the Asia Society building on the Upper East Side, the popular events have lured a following including conservative pundit Monica Crowley and her boyfriend, the venture capitalist Bill Siegel. The cheaper seats are peppered with budding young brainiacs who find heightened stimulation in verbal joust.
A 45-minute cocktail reception precedes each debate, after which comes a cranial lucha libre where, on one night, author Michael Crichton sparred with other panelists on global warming. For the right set, it can be quite the aphrodisiac.
"The debate itself was far more heated than I'd expected, and Kate and I disagreed completely," said Andy Criss, 28, who took Kate Lauber, a 25-year-old Columbia University American studies major, to an IQ2US debate titled "Is America Too Damn Religious?" for their second date.
Criss said they argued during the 40-minute subway ride back to Lauber's apartment in Upper Manhattan. "It's not like we were just fighting. We were interacting, sharing thoughts, and that was far more satisfying than if we'd gone out to see the movie of the week."
The trend, observers say, is another example of how dating, particularly in the Internet era, is all about niche marketing. With matchmaking Web sites designed for all sorts of people, finding like-minded singles has become easier. Brainiacs are no exception.
A Web site called "The Right Stuff," which advertises that "smart is sexy," bills itself as a place where lonely-heart Ivy League graduates can find their match. intellectConnect.com, a Washington-area company, launched in August 2005 and has built up to 6,000 members, according to co-founder Cindy Embleton.
Over the past two years -- but particularly in the past 12 months -- dozens of cultural institutions have seized on the demand, offering events that draw the intellidating crowd and help the establishments cultivate younger clienteles.
At Housing Works Used Book Café in Soho, Friday night book readings have become lounge-like events with live bands and cash bars. Last year, New York's Museum of Modern Art began PopRally, an event aimed at young couples and singles that mixes cocktails, music and art.
Last month, the Hirshhorn began a series of museum nights with a sold-out event in which 1,700 Washingtonians mingled amid a new installation exploring how artists use light. Revelers heard music spun by garage-style DJ Ian Svenonius and selected to capture the essence of the art. Later, some revelers broke off from the cash bar on an "insomniacs tour" of the galleries.
If Woody Allen were Cupid, one of his romantic inventions might be a New York singles spelling bee night with categories including "sex," "medical conditions" and "uncomfortable things." But he would no longer have to invent it, because Makor -- a Manhattan social center popular with a young, Jewish crowd -- has done it already.
"I just went there to do something fun, but of course, this is Manhattan, and the Jewish community, so everything is really a singles event even if it's not," said Dorron Lemesh, a software writer who attended his first Makor spelling bee three weeks ago.
"One guy had to spell 'chlamydia' and then 'erectile dysfunction' -- and he got both right," Lemesh said. With a chuckle, he added, "But then the women have to worry about a man [who] knows how to spell 'chlamydia.' "
Historinhas um pouco passadas
Esses posts foram escritos numa tentativa de começar um blog em inglês. A idéia nunca saiu do papel (vale piadinha infame), mas gosto do tom das historinhas. Então lá vai:
Gilberto Gil
The Brazilian singer was on a solo performance at the Carnegie Hall. Bravo! It was spetacular. There was not even a single empty spot at the house and the audience enjoyed old and new songs, circa Tropicalia, his Bob Marley's versions and bossa-nova-like "When I'm sixty-four", the Beatle's song that now celebrates his age. "When I first heard this song, I thought it was so far away, talking about life-time. Now I'm 64", said Gil, in his delicicious baiano accent. His career has spaned for 40 years.
Edward Scissorhands
"You should watch the movie before seeing the perfomance", that was the piece of advice my editor had for me. I did, years ago. Was I safe? Nah. Matthew Bourne's ballet had a great scenario and a live orchestra, but still there's something missing during the whole show. It's almost like a mute Broadway piece, altough the voice is one of the most important elements in this case.
Breaknews: Bello The Clown recovers his itsy-bitsy little bike
The star from The Ringling Brothers and Barnum and Bailey Circus just received the news that his trade-mark had been returned. The bike was taken on a street in New York City on a friday afternoon. Now, he can finally go for his BELLO-bration!
Lula in The White House
The Brazilian leader, Luiz Inacio Lula da Silva, had his second meeting in less than a month with president George W. Bush. The subject still is the Ethanol and the cut of subsidies. Lula declared that he is going back to Brazil with "nada".
It's not you, it's your apartment
If it's been hard for you to find the love of your life, change...your decoration. That's what this great article (http://www.nytimes.com/2007/03/29/garden/29breakers.html?8dpc=&_r=2&adxnnl=1&oref=slogin&pagewanted=1&adxnnlx=1175453187-4aaO8LA5Tzs47Ec+WsSnkw) from the New York Times says. Fire the cupid and hire an interior design.
"I wish Jolene had taken my man at that time", declared Dolly Pardon after divorcing from her husband.
Gilberto Gil
The Brazilian singer was on a solo performance at the Carnegie Hall. Bravo! It was spetacular. There was not even a single empty spot at the house and the audience enjoyed old and new songs, circa Tropicalia, his Bob Marley's versions and bossa-nova-like "When I'm sixty-four", the Beatle's song that now celebrates his age. "When I first heard this song, I thought it was so far away, talking about life-time. Now I'm 64", said Gil, in his delicicious baiano accent. His career has spaned for 40 years.
Edward Scissorhands
"You should watch the movie before seeing the perfomance", that was the piece of advice my editor had for me. I did, years ago. Was I safe? Nah. Matthew Bourne's ballet had a great scenario and a live orchestra, but still there's something missing during the whole show. It's almost like a mute Broadway piece, altough the voice is one of the most important elements in this case.
Breaknews: Bello The Clown recovers his itsy-bitsy little bike
The star from The Ringling Brothers and Barnum and Bailey Circus just received the news that his trade-mark had been returned. The bike was taken on a street in New York City on a friday afternoon. Now, he can finally go for his BELLO-bration!
Lula in The White House
The Brazilian leader, Luiz Inacio Lula da Silva, had his second meeting in less than a month with president George W. Bush. The subject still is the Ethanol and the cut of subsidies. Lula declared that he is going back to Brazil with "nada".
It's not you, it's your apartment
If it's been hard for you to find the love of your life, change...your decoration. That's what this great article (http://www.nytimes.com/2007/03/29/garden/29breakers.html?8dpc=&_r=2&adxnnl=1&oref=slogin&pagewanted=1&adxnnlx=1175453187-4aaO8LA5Tzs47Ec+WsSnkw) from the New York Times says. Fire the cupid and hire an interior design.
"I wish Jolene had taken my man at that time", declared Dolly Pardon after divorcing from her husband.
Trying to keep up
Minha promessa de ano novo era simples: escrever mais no meu blog. Sou fascinada pela blogosfera - tenho até trabalho publicado no tema - e suas ramificações jornalísticas. Na vida virtual é sem dúvida uma boa maneira de "keep up" com opinião, comentários e notícias do mundo underground.
Porém a vida real - a minha, e em relação ao jornalismo - vai bem, obrigada. "You just set up a record", sorri meu editor no New York Post, enquanto caminha na minha direção com o jornal na mão, "the fastest to get a cover story as a copy kid" (). A parte mais emocionante dessa história foi comemorar com a minha mãe, que estava visitando.
Além da reportagem de capa, na semana anterior emplaquei outras matérias, e fiz reportagem adicional quando do desastre de avião da TAM no Brasil (que também acabou sendo a reportagem de capa - duas em uma semana!).
E não pára por aí. Por seis semanas, de quatro de julho a 15 de agosto, trabalhei com a equipe do programa da Globo News, Sem Fronteiras, produzindo matérias e entrevistando as mais diferentes pessoas sobre assuntos atuais e relevantes. Uma experiência e tanto. Os vídeos podem ser assistidos no site: .
Enfim, tudo isso para explicar minha ausência. Still (really) trying to keep up with my blog.
Porém a vida real - a minha, e em relação ao jornalismo - vai bem, obrigada. "You just set up a record", sorri meu editor no New York Post, enquanto caminha na minha direção com o jornal na mão, "the fastest to get a cover story as a copy kid" (). A parte mais emocionante dessa história foi comemorar com a minha mãe, que estava visitando.
Além da reportagem de capa, na semana anterior emplaquei outras matérias, e fiz reportagem adicional quando do desastre de avião da TAM no Brasil (que também acabou sendo a reportagem de capa - duas em uma semana!).
E não pára por aí. Por seis semanas, de quatro de julho a 15 de agosto, trabalhei com a equipe do programa da Globo News, Sem Fronteiras, produzindo matérias e entrevistando as mais diferentes pessoas sobre assuntos atuais e relevantes. Uma experiência e tanto. Os vídeos podem ser assistidos no site: .
Enfim, tudo isso para explicar minha ausência. Still (really) trying to keep up with my blog.
Sunday, May 20, 2007
Avesso
No Brasil, as "águas de março" fecham o verão, e trazem promessa de vida pro meu coração. Aqui, março é transição para a primavera. Ainda é frio e traz expectativas. Algum jeito de resgatar a "promessa de vida" mesmo no hemisfério norte? Já vejo flores.
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Caminhada
O Central Park está especialmente bonito todo coberto de neve. É interessante observar as mudanças a cada estação. Os lagos estão congelados e os pássaros ficam posados logo em cima da água. As crianças fazem bonecos de neve e escorregam as pequenas montanhas com seus snowboards. Os cachorros também se divertem.
O que era para ter sido apenas uma caminhada num esforço para perder as gordurinhas adquiridas pelas panquecas do café da manhã, tornou-se um belo passeio, da rua 105 até Strawberry Fields, na 72.
Confissão: depois de meia hora caminhando, meu lado sedentário bateu mais forte e minha vontade era mesmo de ter voltado para casa de metrô.
Lembrete para a próxima vez que eu tiver a idéia maluca de me exercitar: trazer sempre o meu metrocard.
O que era para ter sido apenas uma caminhada num esforço para perder as gordurinhas adquiridas pelas panquecas do café da manhã, tornou-se um belo passeio, da rua 105 até Strawberry Fields, na 72.
Confissão: depois de meia hora caminhando, meu lado sedentário bateu mais forte e minha vontade era mesmo de ter voltado para casa de metrô.
Lembrete para a próxima vez que eu tiver a idéia maluca de me exercitar: trazer sempre o meu metrocard.
O anti-carnaval
Dançar ao som da famosa marchinha (quase consigo ouvir o "tandandantararam") bebendo cerveja e suando no meio do centro de Florianópolis é minha imagem perfeita de carnaval. Já aqui o cenário é completamente diferente. Não há marchinhas, não se pode beber nas ruas e ninguém - definitivamente - está suando. Sem nenhum sinal de carnaval no hemisfério norte, os brasiliorquinos encontram o motivo que precisavam para reafirmar a existência do jeitinho. Sábado à noite, eis que nasce no Brooklyn, na casa de um brasileiro, a festa anti-carnaval. Guitarra, saxofone e piano juntos, arranhando um jazz fantástico. E não vamos poder descansar na quarta-feira de cinzas...
Monday, February 12, 2007
Minha ilha
Um trechinho de um texto que escrevi sobre minhas ilhas: "(...)New York challenges me everyday, every hour, every minute in every situation I go thru. I just love that. It was worth all the tears I cried when living the airport in Brazil and watching my little island, Florianópolis, becoming smaller and smaller and turning into this huge island, miles away from my house, my family and friends. (...) I’m starting to feel a little bit like a New Yorker, although always green and yellow inside".
Um quarto de século
Que inferno astral que nada!!! Essa virada de ano para mim - dos 24 para os 25 - foi pior que qualquer urucubaca que qualquer um já enfrentou, com direito a choro e vela. Um arrastão de coisas boas e ruins desabaram sobre minha cabeça: all in once! Depois de muito mercúrio nas feridas, sigo meu caminho pelas ruas de New York. Como é prazeroso estar aqui, agora.
If you go to San Francisco
A cidade é linda. A influência hippie esté em toda a parte. Há até quem ofereça "Free Hugs" nas ruas. Só não caia na tentação de comer "green nuggets"... o estrago pode ser irreversível. Damn it!
Monday, January 08, 2007
Deu no New York Times
Esse cara é meu amigo: http://www.nytimes.com/2007/01/07/arts/music/07chin.html?_r=1&oref=slogin. Roberto Nascimento, grande talento musical.
Questionamentos
Mas alguém aí passa pelo menos 20 horas do seu dia se perguntando o que fazer da vida e como será o futuro e tal? I wonder....
Vale a pena
Quando eu estava escrevendo minha monografia, Blogs Jornalísticos, eu tentei entrevistar o Marcelo Tas. A entrevista nunca aconteceu - um dos seus assistentes disse que a agenda do jornalista estava lotada, sem tempo para conversar comigo. Sem mágoas, recomendo o Blog do Tas, muito bem feito, com críticas divertidas: http://marcelotas.blog.uol.com.br/.
You tube
Eis que o site You tube, o maior site de vídeos da internet, foi bloqueado no Brasil (http://www1.folha.uol.com.br/folha/informatica/ult124u21320.shtml). O fenômeno foi tema da primeira TIME MAGAZINE (www.time.com) do ano de 2007, que elegeu VOCÊ como a pessoa do ano.
Só para dar água na boca: um dos vídeos mais engraçados que eu já assiti. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1dmVU08zVpA.
Só para dar água na boca: um dos vídeos mais engraçados que eu já assiti. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1dmVU08zVpA.
Friday, January 05, 2007
Mudança de nome
Estive pensando sobre o nome do blog, Pelo Mundo, e achei que não fazia mais sentido, afinal, não estou "pelo mundo", mas em New York. É verdade que a idéia inicial, quando o blog foi criado, era contar as aventuras de uma mochileira pelo mundo. Entretanto, New York ganhou meu coração e decidi ficar um pouquinho mais....só um pouquinho mais. E nisso, já completei um ano de Big Apple.
A idéia de mochilar não foi abandonada, só adiada. Quero colocar em prática em 2007. Enquanto isso (na sala de justiça) criei o Pelo Mundo - capítulo New York City.
A idéia de mochilar não foi abandonada, só adiada. Quero colocar em prática em 2007. Enquanto isso (na sala de justiça) criei o Pelo Mundo - capítulo New York City.
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
Qual é a música?
Quem nunca improvisou uma letra de música ou pelo menos entoou um "lálálá", cavando nas profundezas de seu eu o espírito de compositor? Depois de "alpiste" (palpite), "você que é mal passado e que não vê" (você que ama o passado...), há quem seja mais poético: "mais fácil apredejar pônei em baile" (era mais fácil aprender japonês em braile...). Já tem comunidade no Orkut.
Monday, January 01, 2007
Primeiro dia do ano
Aqui em Nova York o primeiro dia do ano está o dia perfeito para se ficar me casa, chuvoso e nublado. E eu não serei a pessoa a quebrar essa regra. Acordei ttttaaaaarrrrddddeeee.....muito tarde. Agora resolvi colocar minha resolução de ano novo em prática: escrever mais no blog. Entretanto, não tenho nada a dizer. Tchau.
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