Quote of the day
“You know the world is going crazy when the best rapper is a white guy, the best golfer is a black guy, France is accusing the US of arrogance, and Germany doesn’t want to go to war.”
– sent by Luis
1 comment March 20th, 2003
“You know the world is going crazy when the best rapper is a white guy, the best golfer is a black guy, France is accusing the US of arrogance, and Germany doesn’t want to go to war.”
– sent by Luis
1 comment March 20th, 2003
| I just got a letter from the Swedish government informing about my elegibility for a retirement pension. Something that made me worry… do I really look like needing one?
Link of the day: Wake the world! |
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3 comments March 19th, 2003
| A bunch of well known architects such as Jean Nouvel, Alejandro Zaera, Álvaro Siza, Dominique Perrault, Cruz y Ortiz, Richard Rogers, David Chipperfield and Jacob van Rijs have recently presented innovative projects for the needed facial cleaning that is going to be performed in Madrid in the next years. One of the most ambitious plans, known as Madrid Arena, is to build the four tallest skyscrapers in the city. | ![]() |
1 comment March 18th, 2003
| Something cool to do a Sunday afternoon in Madrid: have a drink in D’mystic with some good company. Ana, Victor, Luis and me tried it today and it pretty convinced us. I’d show you some photos, but I haven’t replaced my camera yet |
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16 comments March 3rd, 2003
| I had always heard that your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the second before you die. First of all, that second isn’t a second at all. It stretches on forever like an ocean of time.
For me it was lying on my back at boyscout camp, watching falling stars. And yellow leaves from the maple trees that lined our street. Or my grandmother’s hands and the way her skin seemed like paper. And the first time I saw my cousin Tony’s brand new Firebird. I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me, but it’s hard to stay mad when there’s so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once, my heart fills up like a balloon about to burst. And then I remember to relax… and stop trying to hold on to it. And then it flows through me like rain. And I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every moment of my stupid little life. You have no idea what I’m talking about, I’m sure. But don’t worry. You’ll someday. – from American Beauty |
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1 comment March 2nd, 2003