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The last Day on the pitch
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(Before I start, let plea sorry to Jack and deWinter, but I only had one ticket)
The grass was green, the skies were blue has the 22 players entered the pitch. Courtesies were exchanged between the teams, before the whistle.
The match started with the ball circulating between the players, and before you knew it the ball was in the net, the stadium Raise all at the same time, thousands of hands up in the air in celebration.
The ruff tackles started flying, and referee wrote a symphony. The game started to get violent, and the players became sissies. The wossy-mania was on!!
A second goal came as surprisingly as the first, that calm down the crowd for the next 3 minutes, time it took for the opposition to cut one back, giving back to the game the redeem of the first 15 minutes. Without even noticing, half time was upon us. And the Cheer was just what the crowd needed, of came the cheer leaders, with the pompons in her hands dancing an incredible choreography to the sound of the music "girlfriend" by Avril Lavinge. The male audience gave a standing ovation for these spirit lifters, as they were leaving the field.
Of started the second half, and once again the ball was passed from feet to feet, head to head. At every tackle the crowd would go ecstatic, because either the referee was missing the foul play, or it really was something to remember.
Every minute the stadium echoed an "AHAAAaaaaa", or an "OWOWOooowoo", but the most common was the phrase "YOU Blind BASTARD!!!".
The last strategies of the season were plotted in both benches, one in search of the equalizing goal, the other looking for tranquility.
The subs were made; all under an enormous clapping concert has the players walked into the touch-line. The last minute was upon us, and everything seemed decided, but out of nowhere, the whistle blow, not for the signal the end of the match, but award a penalty… He placed the ball, he ran… he shouts… the kipper dives to the left… and the ball goes to the right, making the score 3-1 for the home team.
The final whistle was finally blown, signaling the end of the season for both teams.
And the tackles gave way to hand shacks and courtesies between the players, ending with all of them thanking the crowd, for their full support in the past 9 months.
It was a great day to play football indeed.
John Scar Kramer
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Meet Giselle
Giselle is the great stereotype of a Disney animation of a lady in distress, being tailed by a dragon, while waiting for little prince charming to slay, this fallow beast. (Good luck chump)
Giselle is a lovable character, responding with a shy smile to our evil laughs, and jack's queer whatever. In her naiveté's, it's easy to spot some ignorance, and too much trust. Having just arrived to our little Olympus, Giselle is our greatest way to check the public reaction to every little thunder we decide to strike upon the earth.
She brought more restraining to the group, making our talks more light. Now we have gentle smiles instead of evil laughs, we talk about problems instead of just plotting the next move.
Having all this qualities, I'm bound to acknowledge that it's all going to change. Because deWinter will just ruin it for everyone and offer her a poisoned apple.
Welcoming you, in name of the team:
John Scar Kramer
P.S.: After so many asked I'm going to pull a first and translate everything, exactly, into Portuguese. So here goes…
Conhecendo Gisela.
A Gisela é um grande estereótipo de uma donzela em apuros das animações da DreamWorks, tendo um dragão sempre a trás, pelo menos até vir um orc que seja contratado pelo príncipe encantado para a vir salvar. (Boa sorte Trambolho)
A Gisela é uma criatura adorável, que reponde sempre com um sorriso tímido a toda a gargalhada malévola, ou a qualquer coisa bué porreira que o John esteja a fazer. Na sua tolice é fácil de encontrar uma crescente luta contra o desconhecido, e demasiada confiança em terceiros. A sua recente chegada ao monte Olimpo, faz com que ela seja o caminho mais curto para percebemos como reage a generalidade populacional aos nossos trovões.
Ela trouxe rédeas ao grupo, fazendo com que as nossas conversas não sejam tanto a brincar e mais sérias e objectivas. Falamos agora de moda e médias, ao passo que no passado, brincávamos e riamo-nos das pequenas crianças com que co-habitamos no nosso dia-a-dia.
Tendo tantos defeitos esta personagem, creio que só vamos conseguir mudar isto quando a Lady DeWinter oferecer uma maçã não lá muito saudável à Gisela.
Dando as boas vindas ao grupo, em nome de toda a equipa.
Rorschach
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Disco vs. Fun
In less than a week, I saw what I've been missing and what I miss.
Both have the same name, yet great is the difference between them. I'm talking about parties.
This weekend I got the chance to peek what my generation enjoy their selves in this celebrations, that's what I've been missing. And two days after, in the first day of the workweek, I was how I used to celebrate every good thing that happened to me at my ten years of age, that's what I miss.
It's hard sometime to look back… Because we sometimes lose our selves reminiscing, seeing all the good, but forgetting the bad. Although this case is like so, age gave me responsibility that I did not want, and perks I do not wish, and speeches I'm tiered to hear. I've been missing what people say to be the best years of my life, not because I'm a workaholic, far from that. I just don't want to get drunk, smoke weed and wake up every day with a freaking headache, and call that the best party of my life. No! I like my routes more than my leafs, my perfect party would be an afternoon playing whatever game me and my friends want to enjoy, then race karts, ending the day with dinner and a great movie.
Now this isn't a common request among those of my age, and they say that I'm at the age of trying new things, and that I should open myself to change.
Well unfortunately for me change always comes. But I think that even then I'll prefer my ten year-old party to my twentieth.
John Scar Kramer
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
If it weren’t a video-game it would be the best movie of the decade
My friends you are witnessing a rare moment in my lifetime, for I'm now willing to bow for someone else than my reflection. Hideo Kojima is that that I bow to. Why? Because this man has been able to create the most perfect thing I've ever seen, the Metal Gear Solid series.
I've been a fan of this espionage, infiltration kind of game, from a very early age, although I never played the first episode of the series, I've watched patiently my cousins doing their best to complete the game, at the time played in the first Sony console Play station, also known as PSX or just PS.
After following the first battle between Solid Snake against his brother Liquid, we were all astonished, giving total support to the election of the best game of the century, it was in the year 1999, I think.
We had to wait 4 years and for PS2 to once again take part in a Hideo Kojima artistically mastered video-game. Metal Gear Solid 2: Sons of Liberty, in which we take action with a new character named Raiden, joining shortly forces with the old Snake. This one was a great improvement in graphics making it an exceptional game as well, although at that time I felt that the story was short and less satisfying than the first one.
Three years pasted and we're then awarded with a prequel of the first one, were the gamer takes control of the Big Boss, father of the hero solid Snake, during a cold war crisis. Great game full of the experienced one had similar in the first.
But nothing was ever so good as what was to come…
The Forth and last episode of the Metal Gear Solid Saga. Guns of Patriots . This game is mind twistingly fantastic, making it for me the best game I've ever played.( I don't want to be a spoiler so I'll just say this) Solid Snake: I'm no hero... Never was. I'm just an old killer... Hired to do some wet work.
If you get a chance don't miss it, and enjoy it because the first time is the best.
P.S.: Please comment
Monday, April 20, 2009
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Equality
This is a very talked about subject, but for no need. I’ll cut to the chase and say equality is nothing, but a mirage. It will never happen, and the reason is that you can fool everyone some of the time, you can fool some people all the time, but you can’t fool everyone all of the time.
Yes! Equality is a fool’s idea and only suited for a fool believer. (By now Sin, Calvin and almost every humanitarian are shouting cursed phrases with my name on it).
Because... why?
Equality is not found in anything that hasn’t been mechanically tempered, even two leafs of the same tree aren’t alike.
It’s funny, whenever I see a protest on the TV about work equality for men and women, saying that men and women should be paid the same, that both must have the Wright to reach the top. I laugh. (Jeez! Watch your language) Because if total equality were to be conceded the same people that are protesting on the TV right now will also be protesting, after equality.
Why?
Because, it’s in their nature. Women can’t have the same perks has men, they have to have more. And due to due to ECR (Equivalent Change Rule), this addiction of perks reflect in lower salaries, and a more troubled way to the top.
So I would suggest instead of fighting for equality or equivalence, better fight for difference. Everyone of us is an unique specimen, and as so a unique treatment is what each one of us deserves. Otherwise you’re just fighting to enter a box.
Rorschach
P.S.:
People cannot gain anything without sacrificing something. You must present something of equal value in order to gain something. That is the principle of equivalent exchange.The Full Metal Alchemist
If you don't get it this way think of the Isac Newton's laws, one of them is quite like this one.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Two Man & a Woman
* two Italian men and one Italian woman
* two French men and one French woman
* two German men and one German woman
* two Greek men and one Greek woman
* two English men and one English woman
* two Bulgarian men and one Bulgarian woman
* two Japanese men and one Japanese woman
* two Chinese men and one Chinese woman
* two American men and one American woman
* two Irish men and one Irish woman
One month later on these absolutely stunning deserted islands in the middle of nowhere, the following things have occurred:
* One Italian man killed the other Italian man for the Italian woman.
* The two French men and the French woman are living happily together in a menage-a-trois.
* The two German men have a strict weekly schedule of alternating visits with the German woman.
* The two Greek men are sleeping with each other and the Greek woman is cleaning and cooking for them.
* The two English men are waiting for someone to introduce them to the English woman.
* The two Bulgarian men took one long look at the endless ocean and another long look at the Bulgarian woman and started swimming.
* The two Japanese men have faxed Tokyo and are awaiting instructions.
* The two Chinese men have set up a pharmacy/liquor/ convenience store/restaurant/laundry, and have gotten the woman pregnant in order to supply employees for their store.
* The two American men are contemplating the virtues of suicide, because the American woman keeps on complaining about her body, the true nature of feminism, how she can do everything they can do, the necessity of fulfillment, the equal division of household chores, how sand and palm trees make her look fat, how her last boyfriend respected her opinion and treated her nicer than they do, all the sales she's missing, how her relationship with her mother is improving, and how at least the taxes are low and it isn't raining. The American woman, meanwhile, watches the men fart and scratch.
* The two Irish men divided the island into North and South and set up a distillery. They do not remember if sex is in the picture because it gets sort of foggy after the first few liters of coconut whiskey. But they're satisfied, because at least the English aren't having any fun.
Monday, February 16, 2009
Hamlet for Children
In my search for knowledge today I found some sketches of the Movie the Lion King, after further search I found the music video “Be Prepared” that is one of my favorite song since childhood, which reminded me that this movie has some relative curios connections. For example; Hamlet.
The plot of the Lion King is very similar to the Shakespearean play, a part the fact that in the movie the main characters are lions and in the play it’s humans, but the uncle that kills his brother to take charge of the kingdom, and the king appearance in the young prince’s dream telling him to seek revenge, It is all there.
Trivial right?
And to think that many of today’s young ones have never even glanced at a single scene of this epic. We’re literally depriving our children from cultural knowledge, how dare we do such a thing.
Well either way I bet you haven’t seen this movie since… forever; shut your computer down, go rent the movie, make some pop corn and enjoy it once again.
Make me happy;
John Kramer
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Who's on first?
If you don't get it at first, just repeat "Who's on First?" "What's on second?" and "I don't know is on Third"
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Valentines
I’m happy for every valentine, I really I’m, I sewer I am. People must be happy for their relationship being in cruise control, celebrate it, and do something crazy with your lover/mate/boy (girl) friend.
While me and the others just live our lives normally… Unfortunately this day does depress some of us (really bad), but life goes on and in the day after today, tomorrow, we will be ok… until some stupid lover stars telling how he celebrated his valentine with his loved one or two (yes, one guy did this to me too). In conclusion this will be the worst week-end in the year for me and my lonely friends, but we (has polite ones) wish you a happy valentines any way.
P.S.: Almost forgot this is going to be a hell of a sex party around the world, Do it safe.
we will be doing by ourselfs or with a really nice friendly lady we happen to meet.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Just because
Because sometimes the fall is worth the crash:
Because laughter is a tranquilizer with no side effects:
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Oh Girl...
[On sex]
Lewis Kiniski: One person's always disappointed. So far, I've been lucky; it's always been the woman.
After the last post I wrote, there have been some mod changes, and lady wrote one of her own, almost about the same theme.
Love
Noun, verb, loved, loving.
– noun
| 1. | a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person. |
| 2. | a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend. |
| 3. | sexual passion or desire. |
| 4. | a person toward whom love is felt; beloved person; sweetheart. |
| 5. | (used in direct address as a term of endearment, affection, or the like): Would you like to see a movie, love? |
| 6. | a love affair; an intensely amorous incident; amour. |
| 7. | sexual intercourse; copulation. |
…
There is all this and more to define what ever this is, for deWinter and I this feeling that we’re talking about is just a bunch of lies. Lies… I love lies, Men!! How great it is to lie and get away with it?
There are no words that could describe that wonderful feeling. Don’t believe me ask Dane cock.
If you still belive in love, or something like that, you must be having a heak of a time. Enjoy yourself
I love you...
I'd rather have an intelligent enemy than a stupid friend.
David Alfaro Siqueirosfamily
Sorry but I mean it. There is only space for one moron, and that’s me.
We are talking to each other you may think that I’m a stupid or a full of shit, and you are probably right. This is not a self-pity moment, a confection or something like that this is just me seeing me in your eyes.
I’m not a decent guy although I appear to be, and I’m not as rational as I want to be. And I like to play with the truth and lies. And I want to play a game. Believe it or not that’s your choice.
I Love Lady de Winter
John Kramer
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Reediting "Life isn't measured in minutes, but in moments"
I liked the movie, great actually, just as Jack said.
And having Jack commented the movie before me, lives me just to comment the idea.
The movie has two high points for me the birth and death of the character. The birth of the old with a mind of a young one, and the death of the young with a mind of an old one. It seems strange at first, but when you look at it with more careful, you see an old man playing, and a child being forced to exercise, and to subject itself to the world. That is exactly the kind of things I see every day, children don’t play they are subjected to the idea that they have to learn and perfect their body to the future, and in the opposite side old people are left at “playgrounds” where they have their games, naps and education. This image seems wrong. But it clear shows that a child would have better living among the old than with the conceited idea we have now.
The movie, without the plot, elaborates the idea that children and the elderly are better of together for their mutual education.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
It is all about SEX
First there's the date:
After witch you take care of legal part
(And Size does matter:
)
If Your having problems just follow Lady's sugestion and sing her this, be for it:
Either way, don't forget to do it safe:
After it don't go talk about it:
And don't over do it, or you will have.
And then, you'll have to do:
Or You Can Stay home forget all the mess before spoken of, and log into your computer.