Há dias fui à despedida de solteiro de um grande amigo meu.
Quando voltava para casa, fui mandado parar pela BT à entrada da cidade...
Ora eu estava num estado lastimável, quase caí ao sair de dentro do carro, e vi três policias a pedirem-me para soprar o balão... Só que, felizmente, do outro lado da estrada surge um camião que sobe a divisória e capota espalhando um carregamento de tijolos pela estrada toda. Vendo isto os policias começam a correr em direcção ao sinistro e mandam-me embora.
E eu lá peguei no carro e fui todo contente (grande sorte!). No dia seguinte a minha mãe acorda-me e pergunta:
-Olha lá! O que é que faz um carro da Brigada de Trânsito na nossa garagem?
26.8.08
17.8.08
road trip...
sozinho, de carro... fim do dia, um pouco antes do lusco fusco, música num volume consideravelmente elevado... e janela aberta para deixar entrar o ar frio do Guincho pelos pulmões adentro!
aproximando-me do destino, a música que entra pelos ouvidos é, escolhida de forma aleatória, "born to be wild" pela guitarra e voz dos Steppenwolf... só me apercebi de todo o cenário criado a meio da música. fiquei hesitante, "que é isto?" pensei... "esta música, o pôr-do-sol, janela aberta e vento nas trombas..." parecia cena de filme mas não, real. a seguir a essa música seguiu-se outra, esta bem menos conhecida pelo público mas que eu já sabia bem, e de novo voltei a estranhar toda a situação, era "someone great" dos LCD Soundsystem... seriam os deuses a querer dizer-me algo? o destino? não perdi tempo com isso, ouvi de novo ambas as músicas e segui caminho... dei a volta, encostei o carro e... fiquei ali um pouco, na rua, a sentir todo o vento frio na pele e a ver os últimos raios de sol... :)
aproximando-me do destino, a música que entra pelos ouvidos é, escolhida de forma aleatória, "born to be wild" pela guitarra e voz dos Steppenwolf... só me apercebi de todo o cenário criado a meio da música. fiquei hesitante, "que é isto?" pensei... "esta música, o pôr-do-sol, janela aberta e vento nas trombas..." parecia cena de filme mas não, real. a seguir a essa música seguiu-se outra, esta bem menos conhecida pelo público mas que eu já sabia bem, e de novo voltei a estranhar toda a situação, era "someone great" dos LCD Soundsystem... seriam os deuses a querer dizer-me algo? o destino? não perdi tempo com isso, ouvi de novo ambas as músicas e segui caminho... dei a volta, encostei o carro e... fiquei ali um pouco, na rua, a sentir todo o vento frio na pele e a ver os últimos raios de sol... :)
16.8.08
Mars vs. Venus
HER DIARY:
Tonight, I thought my husband was acting weird. We had made plans to meet at a bar to have a drink. I was shopping with my friends all day long, so I thought he was upset at the fact that I was a bit late, but he made no comment on it.
Conversation wasn’t flowing, so I suggested that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk. He agreed, but he didn’t say much. I asked him what was wrong. He said, ‘Nothing.’ I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset. He said he wasn’t upset, that it had nothing to do with me, and not to worry about it. On the way home, I told him that I loved him. He smiled slightly, and kept driving. I can’t explain his behavior. I don’t know why he didn’t say, ‘I love you, too.’ When we got home, I felt as if I had lost him completely, as if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore. He just sat there quietly, and watched TV. He continued to seem distant and absent.
Finally, with silence all around us, I decided to go to bed. About 15 minutes later, he came to bed. To my surprise, he responded to my caress, and we made love. But I still felt that he was distracted, and his thoughts were somewhere else. He fell asleep - I cried. I don’t know what to do. I’m almost sure that his thoughts are with someone else. My life is a disaster.
HIS DIARY:
Harley wouldn’t start today, but at least I got laid.
Tonight, I thought my husband was acting weird. We had made plans to meet at a bar to have a drink. I was shopping with my friends all day long, so I thought he was upset at the fact that I was a bit late, but he made no comment on it.
Conversation wasn’t flowing, so I suggested that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk. He agreed, but he didn’t say much. I asked him what was wrong. He said, ‘Nothing.’ I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset. He said he wasn’t upset, that it had nothing to do with me, and not to worry about it. On the way home, I told him that I loved him. He smiled slightly, and kept driving. I can’t explain his behavior. I don’t know why he didn’t say, ‘I love you, too.’ When we got home, I felt as if I had lost him completely, as if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore. He just sat there quietly, and watched TV. He continued to seem distant and absent.
Finally, with silence all around us, I decided to go to bed. About 15 minutes later, he came to bed. To my surprise, he responded to my caress, and we made love. But I still felt that he was distracted, and his thoughts were somewhere else. He fell asleep - I cried. I don’t know what to do. I’m almost sure that his thoughts are with someone else. My life is a disaster.
HIS DIARY:
Harley wouldn’t start today, but at least I got laid.
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