Blogue-Río

Este río de la vida en que se ha convertido la virtualidad bloguera pasa por la vereda de mi actividad cerebral inusualmente veloz.

Eeehm... que no tengo tiempo, vamos.

Pero juro que mañana por la noche os leo, de verdad de la buena.

Sí, creo que no me voy a acostar hasta las 5,30 in the morning o'clock, aproximeitly...

Alegrías del 30 de Octubre

El último clasicazo. Mañana por la noche ya será Noviembre, ¡a ver si se me pasa esta otoñez que tengo!
Mary McGregor
"Torn between two lovers"

There are times when a woman has to say what's on her mind
Even though she knows how much it's gonna hurt
Before I say another word let me tell you I love you
Let me hold you close and say these words as gently as I can:
There's been another man that I've needed and I've loved
But that doesn't mean I love you less
And he knows you can't possess me and he knows he never will
There's just this empty place inside of me that only he can fill
Torn between two lovers, feelin' like a fool
Lovin' both of you is breakin' all the rules
Torn between two lovers, feelin' like a fool
Lovin' you both is breakin' all the rules

You mustn't think you've failed me just because there's someone else
You were the first real love I ever had
And all the things I ever said, I swear they still are true
For no one else can have the part of me I gave to you
Torn between two lovers, feelin' like a fool
Lovin' both of you is breakin' all the rules
Torn between two lovers, feelin' like a fool
Lovin' you both is breakin' all the rules

I couldn't really blame you if you turned and walked away
But with everything I feel inside, I'm asking you to stay
Torn between two lovers, feelin' like a fool
Lovin' both of you is breakin' all the rules
Torn between two lovers, feelin' like a fool
Lovin' you both is breakin' all the rules

Torn between two lovers, feelin' like a fool
Lovin' both of you is breakin' all the rules

O lo que es lo mismo: la historia de un zorrón que no se decide entre su marido y su amante. Endevélasole...

Yo tampoco me decido... alto, bajo, peludo, lampiño, moreno, rubio...

Audioenclenque

Audioenclenque: (del latín "audio", yo oigo, y "enclenque", de ori. desc., débil)

1. De oido musical débil, maleducado o de poco gusto.

2. Equipo musical monoaural con 1,5 watios de salida.

3. Audio en clen ¿qué?: Tan carente de sonoridad que provoca dudas sobre su significado y propia existencia.

Alegrías del 28 de Octubre

Me podeis llamar hortera, trasnochado, audioenclenque. Podeis pensar lo que os dé la gana.
Me encanta esta canción.
Cuando me compré el single, batí todos los records de escucha en un único día.

Paul McCartney
"No more lonely nights" (Album Version)

I can wait another day until I call you
You've only got my heart on a string and everything a flutter
But another lonely night
Might take forever
We've only got each other to blame
It's all the same to me love
cause I know what I feel to be right
No more lonely nights
No more lonely nights
You're my guiding light
Day or night I'm always there

May I never miss the thrill of being near you
And if it takes a couple of years
To turn your tears to laughter
I will do what I feel to be right
No more lonely nights
Never be another
No more lonely nights
You're my guiding light
Day or night I'm always there
And I won't go away until you tell me so
No I'll never go away

Yes I know what I feel to be right
No more lonely nights
Never be another
No more lonely nights
You're my guiding light
Day or night I'm always there
And I won't go away until you tell me so
No I'll never go away
I won't go away until you tell me so
No I'll never go away
No more lonely nights, no no

Y hoy, ración doble de chulazos. ¿Por qué? Pff. Pues porque sí, yastá.

Publicidad cara.

Hacía mucho que no ponía anuncios, así que aquí va uno.
Y para que sea especial, os pongo el más caro de la historia (por ahora, claro). Supongo que por todo lo que le hacen al pobre... modelo. Que por cierto, como modelo también es uno de los más caros de la historia, según las malas -envidiosas- lenguas... 14.000.000 por una campaña de colonias. Ahí es ná. Si es que sale mucho mejor anunciar algo de otros que anunciarse a sí mismo.