Umbrella wind-surfing

Behold the rush of new times brings us new and different ways to express ourselves, different tasks for new generations..... new daredevils take steps beyond what everybody thought possible leaving us perplexed with awe upon new sports which we never thought possible ..... such is the case of sports never heard of before as ultimate (which is actually.... not new according to wikipedia... but was never heard before by me.... until la vas told me about its existance) and the other sport in which one has to cross an entire city or place with as less jumps as possible... for which of course I won't find out the name unless one of you, assiduous readers can tell me. Well, the point I wanted to make was that, yesterday after struggling to open my umbrella to cover myself from the copious rain that falls in Manchester during this time of the year, I realised that somebody might as well come up with the idea of umbrella wind-surfing.

Think of it! wouldn't it be cool to have some reward for managing to keep your umbrella in it's shape while trying to walk in a decent manner through some windy town like Manchester without wanting to hit the person next to you in dispair for not having achieved the ultimate goal which is to stay dry?

The rules are simple, you have to try to open it, without having it taken or turned upside down by the wind. Then, you have to manage to keep it that way for as long as your journey takes.

Sounds simple right? Well... it's not. Let's say that first you have to open it having it facing the wind (opposite to its flow anyway). This may require some skill from your part because the wind shifts direction every now and again.... and it is impossible to determine when it will change, so, you might think that you've achieved the first part of your task when suddenly you see your umbrella flying in the direction of the wind... or worst! being turned upside down!!!!!

Second task to accomplish.... you have to keep walking trying to avoid the wind taking it or turning it upside down, and OF COURSE, you don't have to get wet. Now this can be quite a task when the rain is not exactly coming from up there but more like from your left.... or your right.... or from the floor!!!!! (believe me, it can happen if you combine a bus and a puddle next to you). Then try the keeping dry part, receiving rain from God knows where and carrying some bags, walking on high heels, trying not to miss the pavement and at the same time not to punch somebody else's eye...... Well, that would be for the advanced league.....

Anyway.... I would support the idea of somebody coming up with some rules for this new and challenging sport.... maybe if we get many people we could form a league.... I mean if there's enough public for dodge ball (ñoñochbol).... there should be enough people for this kind of stuff.

Having made my point, I proceed to publish this nonsense, hoping that all of you who are bored from work or reports or whatever..... can enjoy some minutes of my babbling about umbrellas.

Oh, first, before I go, I've just heard out on the street a car horn which sounded like a pesero, what are the odds????!!!! Oh... how I miss my City, chilangolandiacitymailov.

Cheerio!

Why guys are more than ok

Today I helped a friend to choose the engagement ring he's gonna give to his fiancée. I have never done this, and accepting the fact that I always find it quite uncomfortable to do something like that for somebody else.... (considering that I would like somebody else to do it for me).... it was a pretty nice experience which made me realise why guys are more than ok.

This could seem contradictory from my really pointless and bitter point of view of "todo hombre es un patán hasta que demuestre lo contrario.... y aún después de demostrarlo, todavía es dudoso que no lo sea" (every man is a jerk until he proves different... and even after having proving it, it is still possible that he is still a jerk). Probably it is, but, I still find what I witnessed today, a very good example of why they are ok.

Well the tale goes like this: We were looking for a nice ring for the fiancée, when I realised the guy didn't have a clue of what finger size she was. Then I thought.... well that's just how men are, shouldn't be surprised..... but then I started thinking how he asked me before for one of my rings to try it... and he concluded that she should be the same size as my pointing finger (is it the index?) because when he grabbed her hand and "borrowed" her rings these would fit exactly the same as my ring was fitting.

Then I realised how nice it is when the guy you like starts playing with your rings.... although they usually end up rolling on the dirty floor of a busy cinema and how they are cute enough to try to find them in the middle of the dark having pieces of popcorn or who knows what other crap stucked in their elbows. And how cute it is that eventhough they have an impediment for remembering data such as finger numbers or more than five colours, they have a brain large enough to store small details such as "ooohh, i remember, when I played with her ring.... it barely fitted in my middle finger.... and she got so upset because whe had to take it off using soap..."

So, this takes me to my other basic principle about guys.... "un hombre siempre será un niñito juguetón sin importar la edad que tenga..." (a guy will always be a playful kid no matter his age). And this is why I think guys are more than ok, because they make us laugh being so childish, so they kind of counterbalance the emotional revolution in our heads.

Ok, although the photo doesn't seem to have sense.... well that's the point.... how guys usually behave as kids but they are really funny!!! so that picture is a demonstration of what a 20 something guy can do when bored while you talk about how you think that the world should be a better place and blah

Anyway, I'm supposed to be writing for my appointment with my supervisor but I'm too high on the flu to be doing that.

Cheerio!

Power ballads

Ok... first of all, who came out with that stupid name for those terribly cheezy songs from the 80's??? why POWER??? isn't it awful already having POWER crappy things such as the power rangers???? anyway... although terribly cheezy.... I guess we all have taken refuge in those songs after being dumped by/having dumped somebody.... or not.....

Anyway, today's post is to ask somebody... anybody.... COULD ANYBODY EXPLAIN ME WHAT THE HELL IS MEAT LOAF TALKING ABOUT THAT HE WON'T DO? I guess it should be simple if you just listen to the lyrics but I usually don't pay too much attention to details so when I was watching the 50 hitlist of power ballads I kept wondering what Meat Loaf won't do. His "I'd do anything for love" video was number 2, and surprisingly "total eclipse of the heart" was number 1. Actually that last video is quite awful, have you ever seen it? Apart from the fact that all the coreographers don't seem to belong to any of the scenes, why did the producers/directors or whoever decided to put somebody with two glowy patches on the eyes whenever somebody says "turn around bright eyes"? It looks just as Frodo when he acted in Sin City (ha! I know his name is not Frodo... but I guess he'll die with the label)

Ok... for those of you who have bad memory like me, my only aim for this post is to ask what is it that meat loaf won't do for love.... and if he would do anything for love, why he can't do that (whatever he's talking about)? And please, leave your comments... is my English that awful???? I've just received feedback that it is.... but I guess it could be worst couldn't it?

Cheerio!

Extra-terrestrially blue :)

Hi everybody.... new blog.... awesome! was getting tired of that freaking msn space. Now I guess there will be less comments (less than the 2 comments every 6 months that I received).

Anyway, until I learn how to move in here, i'll just leave you with some of the extra-terrestrially blue guy photos.... the latest anyway.

Cheers