when I was seventeen I read a quote that went something like “if you live each day as if it was your last, someday you’ll most certainly be right”

it made an impression on me and since then for the paste 31 years I’ve looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself

if today were the day of my life would I want to do what I’m about to do today

and whenever the answer as been “no” for two many days in a row I know I need to change something

está aqui, vi aqui

I got a woman,
Mean as she can be
Sometimes I think
She’s almost mean as me

Os próximos dias irão decorrer em modo Twitter com a ajuda do Blackberry, do Twittermail e do Twitter Tools 1.0. Se assim for, poderei escrever de qualquer lado e tornar o blogue num tipo de relato de futebol pela net, mas onde os jogadores têm várias centenas de quilos e cornos afiados e a bola somos nós. Com calma, o pior que me pode acontecer é escrever posts enquanto bebo kalimotxo (ver também aqui e aqui) e na segunda-feira perceber que o blogue já deu tudo o que tinha a dar. Até lá…

Abrir as hostilidades com a cerimónia de encerramento

Yana bhar aaliya wintiya la
Min’derik b’eeda manebki aalayk
La zhar la meemoon la tgoul zin

Didi, didi, didi didi zeen iddi waah
Didi waah, didi, didi deedi ha zin di