everything. everyone. everywhere. ends.
this is possibly a bit hard to explain, but i’ll just mumble something out of my keyboard. i just finished a grand marathon of six feet under episodes, and finally watched the series finale. this has been by far my favorite tv series ever, mostly because it’s probably the most realistic and emotionally charged tv show that has ever been on the air.
either way, this last episode, just brought back so many memories. i couldn’t control myself and just exploded into tears, and i cried cried cried my way through the last few minutes of the show. it has to be the most perfect match of a song to a video. unbelievable (breathe me – sia). and then i burst laughing. maybe it’s a sign that i’m going insane, who knows, but it felt good. now i’m just laughing. they weren’t tears of sadness, i guess they were just tears of living.
it felt so real. the first two images that came to my mind, were my first move from portugal to the uk. my mom writing me letters and hiding them in my suitcase giving me all her love and support. my dad coming with me and helping me settling in a totally different culture and lifestyle. the second was my move from the uk to san francisco. where my sister just burst into tears outside of my parent’s apartment after her marriage, saying how much she loved me and how much she would miss me. and i will never forget that. god, it feels like it happened yesterday. and it’s so funny. i’m so f’ing lucky to have had the support i had, and making the choices i made. and being here now, listening to this gorgeous music, in my great apartment, next to the best place anyone could ever hope to work at.
and i couldn’t be happier. but it’s all so interesting. who knows what’s in store next. who will come into my life. who will slowly trail out of my life. nobody knows. but the memories stay forever. all the weekends in geres while i was growing up, where i didn’t realize it then, but now i treasure those memories better than anything else of my time in portugal. all my friends from southampton, the laughs and crazy shit we did all the time. my london experience where i finally discovered myself. and my san francisco, where i found completeness.
there’s nothing in life that can beat that. the realization that you’re alive, that you love and treasure every single moment that surrounds you. the randomness of all things, the strangers you meet.
and death will always be there. and death will always happen. and death is just part of it all. i have no idea how i’ll die or when. but i know, that i’ll be smiling till then, and i’ll be smiling thereafter.
swimming
so we have this thing at work where im always comping other people’s faces and bodies into funny stills…
i guess this time it happened to me. we were having some kind of discussion about borat, the new movie, and swimming in general, and tons of other things, and a friend of mine thought better and decided to do a comp of me on it.
it’s disturbing, but i can’t stop laughing. i love these things. some day i’ll start publishing all the ones i do to other people haha
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bravia
and my little tv does it again. the first model of the sony bravia tv, was the one i bought. great tv, i still love it. they did that incredible san francisco advert where thousands of bouncing balls go downhill in the city to the sound of jose gonzales’ music.
this time around, they used real paint. again, no computer generated effects were used for the creation of this amazing stroke of genius.
simon
paul simon. the greek theatre. berkeley. how can this go wrong? paul simon played for a long time. three encores. standing ovation the whole time. people from all ages singing along and dancing constantly.
this is on my top 10 concerts of all time. unforgettable. how a person, this legend that paul simon is, more than 60 years old, still sing like he always has, still dance like he always has, and still do it with so much joy and passion… it’s magic.
all the songs we love from simon ang garfunkel. all songs for his solo career. the backup singers.
pure perfection.
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xmas is coming
well, at least i am. it will be my first xmas in two years that i spend with my family, so should be interesting.
can’t believe it’s been two years already. i arrive in porto 12.23 and fly out on 01.01… should be fun, crazy and as usual, jetlagged as hell.
this was only possible as xmas this year is on the weekend, thus i have extra holiday days on friday and monday… taking three days off only lets me have about 10 days off, so it’s perfect timing to go see my family and friends in portugal.
(helder+rita, u guys better visit me back up north)
this means ill probably change my plans for traveling next year, but we’ll see.
in the meantime, start preparing that new year celebration. it will b fun…
family
just had a wonderful night, screaming like a maniac for the last bout of the season of the roller derby girls. oakland vs san francisco. my friend ziah (aka. evil red) was a jammer this time and she kicked major ass for oakland, so we won!!! i lost my voice from cheering non-stop the whole time.
great.
and then i drive home to read this article in the local newspaper. just yet another reason to love this city and what the opportunities it gives to incredible people like these.
thank you sf.
