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O sarilho em que eles se meteram — A Estátua de Sal

(Francisco Louçã, in Expresso, 29/12/2018) O seu pai era duas pessoas — Um velho chamado José, que era carpinteiro, E que não era pai dele; E o outro pai era uma pomba estúpida, A única pomba feia do mundo Porque não era do mundo nem era pomba. E a sua mãe não tinha amado antes de o ter.

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Anedota de fim de ano — Aventar

Não há nada como a boa disposição para ajudar a acabar um ano e a começar outro. Por isso decidi, a título absolutamente excepcional, sem exemplo, contar aqui uma pequena anedota: Um dos advogados da equipa jurídica que acabou de salvar o Benfica de ir a julgamento no processo “e-toupeira”, é membro do Conselho de…

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Bilhar está com coletes — SUPLEMENTO CULTURAL

Praticantes de bilhar, snooker e outras modalidades de taco e alguidar., estão com os coletes e prometem grandes tacadas.

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Paul Bley – and now Pierre Boulez..

I know they were not “young” (in physical terms) but..

(all I can say is *F___
– the year is already costing …
, or perhaps it’s but the burden of time, i know not..)



As I calmly realized the year (in what much of the planet, in it’s elliptic voyage around our star, consideres an end and a beginning)
changed its numeric name,
I came upon the news of one master of masters leaving this realm, and thought – no.

no, i shall not begin the year in my blog with an absence; and no,

i shall not be adding to the shower of posts regarding his leaving (which i obviously find just, natural, and “correct” (if you will) but always seem to, more often as time passes –

(“as time passes”, now there’s a concept that leaves me evermore bewildered..) leave me at want for more of it while they live (at least on my part)
– but such is a burden of one who forgets they are of skin and bone, and like us – mortal..
One leaves it for yet another rainy day because the sky is dark, the dog is barking, the dishes are piling, the belly is hurting, the baby is crying, the ice is melting..
( oh F___.).


Thoughts within thoughts, within thoughts, like a Russian matryoshka doll.. as one sets forth to write and not be able to turn time enough, just enough to say “hello – i’m here. i see you. you make me smile..”




  • and now………….. and now,

within a hiccup of time, Boulez……..
(oh F___.





  • (write, you silly creature. – who me?
    – no, the Easter Bunny.
    – but what can I say now?
    – you waited, your problem. / get on with it.
    – but it’s the first thing i write – in the year
    – when one hopes for hope, and… (ok – i see it.., i think).
    – what do you mean first thing > in the year? ummmm, how many circles – one?                two? two and a half? three-quarters? (of who’s math?)
    – ok – stop being a wiseguy..
    – wiseguy? ..but i’m a girl
    – ugh, it’s a figure of speech, you ninny. one more wisecrack like that and i’ll put                 you into detention, nose to the wall, dunce-cap on..)




I’m so sorry, Paul, and Pierre, you deserve so much more..

from someone who has revelled in your work, and your work upon – and within – others i revel in and cherish so much (who, as you, also worked upon me)

What can I say, indeed?

My heart goes out to your (pertaining to the both of you)
loved ones, as it does to all of us whom you have touched..

  • (the first publication i saw regarding the sad news of P. Bley – Ottawa Citizen – site – article Jan. 5)
  • (regarding P. Boulez – i received by phone, today)


  • Please excuse me as I go somewhere (to a piece) that is neither of their’s but, nevertheless, takes me to both and to a part of me…


    (also – I haven’t forgotten that one of them performed in the unit’s first recording, prior to this)

    (on this day – I needed to hear this.. to re-hear it, I mean)







Yes, it would not seem right to not place a few things – out a large body of work by, or about, either.
(it’s always so very difficult to choose, when there is so much to choose from – and it saddens me to write this post about either)














  • – and now I leave blessings, many blessings to whomsoever reads this, for the year that is new (and despite the heavy tone of this post).
















New Years – and new requests (um novo ano e um pedido novo)

Something about promoting airline tickets and respective companies with a picture of a plane taking a nose dive leaves me uneasy.


– makes one wonder if the company was bought by..
– or wonder if these people are helped out by that cute little mob that sells their crude oil at “peanuts” per barrel.
If so, if such is the case, the image makes sense I guess (who knows where publicists get their ideas from nowadays).



picture by Nelson Garrido used in - "Publico" newspaper article




Well I guess you may like to peak at this link that contains the advertisement I’m referring to.
Link – News article (in Portuguese)


I suppose it may be of use to look at the News article regarding that cute little mob of angry munchkins that sell their crude as mentioned above (and have done so for quite some time now it appears)  You know, they are that cute little band that oficially no one likes but have no problem selling their produce it seems.
Link – News Article (in English)


Well, at least in my case it sure would be comforting to know from whom airline companies (along with other entities and industries – be they public or in the private sector) get their petrol. In the case of airline services I do not suspect low-cost companies more than others that charge more to fly us around. I actually suspect them equally. Yes, such things would be comforting to know.
– Don’t feel like taking any rides till then..

I suppose this is my New Request for the New Year.






Photo credits for the image above: Nelson Garrido
– used in the “Público” news article:


Happy New Year.







Uma imagem que tem um avião com o nariz para baixo.. e a pique..


Não sei onde as brilhantes cabeças do “marquetingue”-ing vão buscar suas ideias luminosas mas creio que andam a fumar coisas estranhas.. Talvez tenha sido devido a excessos da noite do ano novo (quiçá). Quem sou eu para criticar?

(imagem encontrada no artigo do jornal Público – LIGAÇÂO)



Querem ver que esta companhia foi comprada pelos ‘bobís’ que vendem o petrol. a ‘peanuts’, lá naqueles lados complicados, que oficialmente ninguém gosta mas, onde o vão comprar.. Se foi entendo a imagem, claro, nada de publicidade enganosa.., orapoisclaro (para não embirrarem comigo, deixo a ligação para se saber de quais ‘bobís’ falo.. que bobís há muitos, bem sei..

LIGAÇÃO – notícia em inglês


Assim sendo já tenho um ‘pedido novo’ para o ‘novo ano’.
Gostaria de saber a proveniência dos produtos petrolíferos comprados e empregues nas companhias aéreas, assim como em outras de outra natureza, quer sejam elas públicas ou privadas.

Isto não quer dizer que o ter baixo preço seja uma manipulação ou jogo sujo, para obter lucros, pois no caso de bilhetes mais caros (e neste caso das companhias aéreas) nada me garante que não façam o mesmo.  Desde que há vários meses tomei conhecimento destes saldos no mercado petrolífero que desconfio de todos, os que vendem mais caro assim como os que vendem mais barato os seus bilhetes.  E não, não desconfio (infelizmente) apenas das companhias aéreas.
Já nada sei.
Apenas sei que tais notícias é mais que suficiente para não pôr os pézinhos numa aeronave, por exemplo, sem tal saber.. enfim.


Bom ano novo, a todos.
Espero que este ano nos traga menos insanidade ao mundo e vos encontre de saúde.

Bem hajam.




“Amelia – it was just a false alarm.. ” (how I hope it is, indeed)
Love this – I’ll leave it here. It’s always relieving to listen, touch, see or smell beautiful things be they the air, harmonies, melodies, birds in the meadow, fresh snow, the ground after it rains, the warm breath or voice of those we love, the movement of the hand (that hand) that touches your knee, the sun upon your face.. the giggling of children













For Christmas (Que o Natal, e todos os outros dias, vos sorri, vos abrace com força e ternura, que vos traga alegrias)

One should share that which is most precious to them so I shall leave you with… with this
Hoping the holidays and all the other days bring you joy, and that the year to come bring much needed medicines to help heal the insanities in the world.

O que é precioso deve-se partilhar, por isso.. deixo algo do mais valioso que tenho hipótese de deixar.. ♥