Another year gone by

Un año mas

En la Puerta del Sol como el año que fue
Otra vez el champagne y la uvas y el alquitran,
De alfombra estan.

Los petardos que borran sonidos de ayer
Y acaloran el animo para aceptar
Que ya pasõ uno mas.

Y en el reloj de antaño como de aaño en aaño
Cinco minutos mas para la cuenta atras.
Hacemos el balance de lo bueno y malo
Cinco minutos antes de la cuenta atras.
Marineros, soldados, solteros, casados,
Amantes, andantes y alguno que otro
Cura despistao.
Entre gritos y pitos los espaañolitos
Enormes, bajitos hacemos por una vez
Algo a la vez.

Y en el reloj de antaño como de aaño en aaño
Cinco minutos mas para la cuenta atras.
Hacemos el balance de lo bueno y malo
Cinco minutos antes de la cuenta atras.

Y aunque para las uvas hay algunos nuevos
A los que ya no estan echaremos de menos
Y a ver si espabilamos los que estamos vivos
Y en el aaño que viene nos reimos.

1, 2, 3 y 4 y empieza otra vez
Que la quinta es la una y la sexta es la dos
Y asi el siete es tres.
Y decimos adios y pedimos a Dios
Que en el año que viene a ver si en vez de un millón
Pueden ser dos.

En la Puerta del Sol como el año que fue
Otra vez el champagne y las uvas y el alquitran
De alfombra estan.

Years ago the song above used to be one of my "I'm in a crappy mood so you better leave me alone" songs yet now it's a reflective song.

Firedance (video above) is one of the reasons why I wanted to learn flamenco so bad.

10 years ago, now, 10 years hence, what's the difference?

A video and 3 quotes to frame the reflection


On Growing Up:

I've heard that it's possible to grow up - I've just never met anyone who's actually done it. Without parents to defy, we break the rules we make for ourselves. We throw tantrums when things don't go our way, we whisper secrets with our best friends in the dark, we look for comfort where we can find it, and we hope - against all logic, against all experience. Like children, we never give up hope...

Grey's Anatomy

On Denial:

Sometimes reality has a way of sneaking up and biting us in the ass. And when the dam bursts, all you can do is swim. The world of pretend is a cage, not a cocoon. We can only lie to ourselves for so long. We are tired, we are scared, denying it doesn't change the truth. Sooner or later we have to put aside our denial and face the world. Head on, guns blazing. De Nile. It's not just a river in Egypt, it's a freakin' ocean. So how do you keep from drowning in it?

Grey's Anatomy


On Denial (Part II):

The key to surviving a surgical internship is denial. We deny that we're tired, we deny that we're scared, we deny how badly we want to succeed. And most importantly, we deny that we're in denial. We only see what we want to see and believe what we want to believe, and it works. We lie to ourselves so much that after a while the lies start to seem like the truth. We deny so much that we can't recognize the truth right in front of our faces.

Grey's Anatomy

The song in the video is one that I used to listen to a lot growing up. It talks about loneliness and how stupid and unrealistic unconditional love is. It uses the metaphor of being cold and alone. It's not necessarily the content of the song but it's a memory of a different place, something old looked at through new eyes.... There was no dream of an acoustic version of anything when this song was really in the air.

The 2 quotes above are something that's been resonating with me for a while:

Growing old is a requirement, growing up is optional

We live in denial all the time, some more than others

I'll take the second statement and explain it first 🙂 

For some of us it's a lot easier to deny that there is a problem. It has always been easier to avoid the issue rather than facing it head on. We lie to ourselves so often that we accept the fiction we create as the reality of our lives. For me, at least, part of it is complacency but also fear. Fear of failure, fear of ridicule, fear of rejection, fear of being afraid and, I think most important of all, fear of being afraid

The first statement is only slightly less complicated

We grow up physically but I think I have yet to meet a person who has really grown emotionally or mentally. Heaven knows I haven't. It's funny how time can seemlingly fix everything and how wrong you are at times and how hard is it to be humble and admit you fucked up and that now you have to live up to the consequences of your fuckup

It would be so easier if neither option (all 3 of them if you consider staying here as an option) if there was no fear involved in choosing what is it I want to do. The fact that I can only look back on the paths not chosen scares the living shit out of me... I've always thought that in choosing you had to be 100% sure and now it dwans on me that it's impossible

All Of a Sudden I'm Thirsty

Brazilian lime cocktail

2 tsp superfine sugar
1 lime cut into small wedges
2 to 2 1/2 oz Cachaca (see below)

In a glass gently mash lime wedges. Add sugar and muddle until dissolved into lime juice. Add ice. Pour Cachaca, stir.

Submitted by Barry. Caipirinha translates to "peasant's drink." It is also referred to the cocktail that replaced the malaria shot.
Editor's note: Cachaca is a Brazilian cane sugar liquor that supposedly can be approximated by mixing equal parts silver tequila and light rum if not available.


Mojito Classic

1 1/2 oz Cuban light rum
handful fresh mint sprigs
dash gomme syrup
1/2 lime
soda water

Muddle the mint, sugar and rum together in a tall glass, squeeze the lime into the mix and drop the lime hulls into the drink. They will release their essential oils into the drink, adding to the flavor and look of this Cuban classic. Fill the glass with ice, top with soda water (not 7-up!) and stir.

Submitted by Jacob Briars, Wellington New Zealand
This is a Cuban classic which has been perfected, if not invented by the legendary bartenders of el Floridita and la Bodeguita del Medio in Havana. It seems to date from the 1930s, or thereabouts, and it is one of the most refreshing drinks in the bartenders repertoire. Do not accept a drink made with lime cordial, or a sickly sweet number. This should taste light, healthy, and the flavors of the mint, lime and rum should shine through.