Malas sensaciones

Finalmente se termino el examen, apareci por alli un poco pronto ya que fui con mi amiga J. a la hora a la que ella tenia que estar alli. Me quede esperando a la puerta para ver si L. aparecia y cual fue mi sorpresa de encontrarme a V. La primera impresion la de acercarme a ella y saludarla, de repente, la parte racional de mi reacciono y decidio que no valia la pena, que casi te produciria mas dolor que placer con lo cual la deje pasar. V. ni se dio cuenta de mi presencia, y la verdad es que a mi, como dice la cancion: Ni lo se ni lo quiero pensar. Pase el examen, sin pena ni gloria y por la noche le dimos a las risas, alguna cerveza que otra combinada con algun Gin Tonic que otro y una chopada olimpica para acercanos al bar mas cercano de Heigths. Finalmente el Domingo de turismo y solo me queda una semana para irme con el Antonio y J de turismo rural. Tengo algo de ganas de salir de la ciudad.

And here I go...

Well, today was a relaxing day and tomorrow it is going to be a hard day, too hard to thing about any other issue. I have less than 24 hours to prepare and exam and I am not really sure if I am ready for it or if I will be ever ready for it. The older I get the less energy I can spend studying. It is a combination of laziness and lack of interest:"Surveying, who cares about surveying?" If it was about math of other interesting issue, but surveying!.
The problem: I have to get over it to achieve one goal, but I am not really good with goals therefore, I do not know what to do. My hope is that I will be able to get over it...God help me!

Cowboy Junkies

First gig in San Francisco with, no more no less that The Cowboy Junkies. A couple of times I have tried to see them in NY without success, but finally here I made it. The venue was the Gran American Music Hall. Small but comfortable venue, glass of wine and good partner.
They played amazingly, but her voice, oh my god her voice. Only a few times I've found a voice better in live than recorded, and this is one of them (the other time was Suede in the International Festival of Benicassim). Anyways, a great joy of a concert and a very good beginning for this city. Thanks!

Exciting coming week...

Finally, one more week and I will be suffering for 4 hour the PE test again. It is really hard for me to keep studying. I guess, after many years, we lose the ability of focusing but we gain the ability of understating. I mean we can not sit for ours but one hour is more efficient. Anyway, this is what will happen to me next week.
Other excitement will be my good friend Antonio in town. No more no less than two weeks of tapas and wine for us. Thanks for my friend J. we will have a exciting road trip and I will be able to see outside the City. It is fun to see the cultural shock between East and West Coast in the same country.

Ni lo se ni lo quiero pensar

He intentado descifra las letras de Sr Chinarro y practicamente parecen indescifrables. He estado taladrandome el oido con mi ultima adquisicion en iTunes, "El mundo segun"... la simplicidad de la guitarra, acustica en muchos de los casos, es de una elegancia infalible. En estos momentos estoy sintiendome identificado con la cancion y letras de "Ni lo se ni lo quiero pensar":

Me preguntas si como yo son los demás.
Ni lo sé ni lo quiero pensar.

Ya se han dicho las cosas más claras.
Se comparten secretos idiotas.
Ya se tuerce el camino entre tú y yo.
Las botellas se tiran y explotan.

Esta es la idea que me esta recorriendo la cabeza...Ni lo se ni lo quiero pensar.

We get what we diserve, do we?

Here there is something that is bothering me for the past week. We meet people, we always think ahead. I guess this is human nature. And, sometime, our thoughts are right...but, once in a while, we do the worse mistake you can imagine. Here it is my idea, the only solution to this behavior is stop thinking ahead, stop trying to predict what is going to happen or stop thinking what other people are thinking. That will solve the problem: "Expectations". Why do we have to expect? Why can't we just live our lives without expectations? Our lives will be easier and simpler. we will be like robots or computers. But then, our live will not be excited. Do we need excitement? Do we get excited with expectations? Anyways, I am not going to change. I don't want to change. I will keep expecting and I will keep being excited with expectations. Please, God help me.

Esperando veros pronto

El dia se acerca y las decisiones se tienen que concretar. Finalmente el hijo mayor de la familia va a asentar cabeza. Se conoce el mes, se conoce el dia de la semana, pero esta como incognita el dia del mes...vamos hagan sus apuestas, tienen un 25% de posibilidad de acierto!.
En resumidas cuentas parece ser que el Junio voy a hacer mi primer viaje desde mi nueva ciudad a la ciudad que me vio crecer, tengo ganas de ver a la familia y ver como mi hermanito mayor se acerca al dia. Tambien quiero ver la cara de sadisfaccion de la familia al ver uno de sus maximos deseos hechos realidad, ver uno de los suyos que finalmente va a formar una familia... Chaval vete preparando que esto no va a terminar ahi, despues de la ceremonia va a cambiar el chip por el de...cuando van a llegar los nietos? Yo mientras tanto, ni novia, ni pareja, ni vivienda ni siquiera una posibilidad. Eso si, mucho trabajo.
Esperando veros pronto.

Los Lunes al Sol

As part of today act, I was watching "Mondays at the sun" while I was having my dinner. Only 5 minutes of movie, but really interesting... The start of the movie, three people on the ferry going to the city. One of them, on his 40's, is wearing suit because he has an interview. The job requires some king of computer skills. No mention how the other two doesn't stop making fun of him. Sorry, It s really difficult to translate feelings into English. Well, the movie is about 5 unemployed people that basically spend the "Mondays at the Sun". I really recommend it, I could not finish it, too much to study, but I will soon.

El topico del dia...

Que cosas han pasado a dia de hoy? Hoy se podria caracterizar como un dia normal en el diario del vagabundo, pocas cosas destacables me han sucedido. Tengo noticias de que uno de mis mejores amigos del Reino, viene de visita a finales de este mes. Miedo me da tener al Antonio merodeando ya que como dice la cancion..."Me ha dicho el Antonio que hoy no va a cantar...". Entre los planes para su visita esta el acercanos a las tierras vinicolas de Santa Barbara para recrear las escenas mas graciosas de "Sideways" pero al estilo Esteso y Pajares.
Nota comica del dia, entre mis intercambios musicales tengo una amiga (J.E.), al parecer fanatica de Sebadoh. Me comento una cancion titulada "Pink Moon", algo desmesuradamente duro de un estilo "hard rock" extremo. Yo le comente sobre el origen "hippie" de la cancion, ya que es una version de Nick Drake y seguidamente le hice un comentario "gracioso" o "persuasivo" sobre la diferencia entre la version de Sebadoh y la de Drake... La traduccion de su contestacion: "Me estube partiendo el culo desde casa a la estacion" y creedme, su risa y su sonrisa no pasan desapercibidas. Eso es todo en el diario del vagabundo.

Maniobra de evasion

I want to apologize because I can't stop listening this album. Now I am going to mention "Maniobra de evasion" and for those who may be interested, I am going to try to do my best and translate the lyrics... The Spanish version goes like this:

"Me acerco a donde estás con fruta que jamás habías probado y dices que tus gustos han cambiado. Lo vuelvo a intentar, te ofrezco mis mejores intenciones y sólo obtengo penas y dolores. Voy a dejar de perseguirte todo el tiempo. Voy a alejarme que no me gusta lo que pienso. Fantasma de Bruce Lee si puedes en los sitios importantes devuélveme a como era antes. Sé que me equivoqué pero está siendo demasiado largo, por cuánto tiempo tengo que pagarlo. Voy a salir, tengo repletos los bolsillos. Sólo lamento tener que haberte conocido. Voy a salir, casi no cabe en mis bolsillos. Sólo lamento, sólo lamento tener que haberte conocido."

And let's see what I can do:

"I approach you with a fruit that you have never tried and you are telling me that your wishes have change. I try it again, I offer you my best intentions and I only get sadness and pain. I am going to stop looking for you. I am going away because I do not like what I am thinking. Bruce Lee Ghost, if you can, bring me back how I was before. I know I did a mistake but it is taking so long, how long I am going to be paying?. I am leaving, my pockets are full. My only regret is meeting you..."

Believe me, I have not even started. Once my mood moves to “Sr Chinarro” there is going to be no stop. Everybody can get their own idea about the meaning of this song.

Santos que yo te pinte...

As every time I go home on vacation, I visit my brother's discotheque. Last time I was there, I got an album that I didn't pay too much attention until last month. I am talking about "Unidad de Desplazamiento" by "Los Planetas". There are several good songs, I was really into "Un Buen Dia", great music plus great lyrics, but lately, I am into "Santos que yo te pinte". Here there are the lyrics in Spanish:

Yo no tengo la culpa de que te duela el alma. No tengo culpa ninguna de que te fumes plata. A veces me pregunto de quién sera el fantasma que te ha tapado los ojos para que no veas nada. Dime donde has estado, niña de cara blanca, dónde has dejado tu risa, que no esta donde estaba. Todo lo que yo tengo, todo yo te lo daba, pero si acabas conmigo vas a ser desgraciada. Santos que yo te pinté, demonios se tienen que volver. Yo no soy ningun angel, yo no soy ningun santo, pero lo que estas haciendo es que me esta matando. Puedes buscar por tierra, puedes buscar por aire, que como yo te he querido no va a quererte nadie. Santos que yo te pinté, demonios se tienen que volver.

The chorus says: "Saints that I draw for you, demons will become" or something like this. It is actually difficult to translate ideas more than words. But the basic idea that I get from this song is about "impossible" and "rejection"."...everything I have, everything I give to you, but if you end up with me you will be miserable..." how sad this can be?

One more day...

Today, almost 10:00AM and my head is killing me. Always remember that Negroni does not match with Wine and, even worse, with Cava. Well, we were celebrating Raul's new born and Michael first weekened in San Francisco. We had a simple dinner home with my good friend Jessie and after that we went to meet our "Life Coach" Liz... Liz, what can I do with my life?
Some drinks and some sleep.
Yesterday, Mike and I went for brunch at the Heigth's, really nice and hippie. And after that we went to Ameba, a really big music store, that is going to be my perdition, $1.00 second hand CD and $4.00 DVD.
Well, this is the story of one more day in San Francisco...