Saturday, December 19, 2009

I intend to make a habit. A numerical trivia. I talked with adan about the monkeysphere. That made me realize, Can I name 150 persons who I care about? No I can't. I got 19. Reader, if I may say, try it at home. How did I defined "person I care about"? Someone who I would love to talk with in 10 years if by some reason I had a comma. I listed them in alphabetical order but it was a real experience to name them. To be honest, I got 5 with no effort, next 10 I had some difficulty and last 3 I almost missed them. I would have regretted if I had not included them. 42.1% are women. If my A/B testing is right... that's conclusive evidence that I have stronger relationships with men. Maybe not surprising to you, but I wasn't so sure. Years ago, I would have selected more women.

Anyway I will do this every year, to track how this works with me. (If I had had 3 male friends less statistically speaking my data would be useless in the gender enigma.)

On another topic, I was talking with daniel about important people when the question was raised... How many men have you met that have deeply provoked a breakthrough in your development? 2. And women? Again, 2.

Should I get a more active role in looking for people like these 4 friends? Or am I set to be Memo so that phase is over? Dunno. I know that my 19-names list just includes one of them. And she's fading out. (And pollo is dead.)

Why do I care about these numbers? To keep me true. I love my work, but I have from time to time remember that people matter and that I should spend more meaningful time with them. Life is good, as it happens, I got 2 weeks off to do just that :D
  1. adan
  2. ale
  3. ana
  4. bety
  5. ceci
  6. daniel
  7. daniel r.
  8. david
  9. hagen
  10. ivonne
  11. jaime
  12. jorge h.
  13. julio
  14. karina
  15. madre
  16. mauricio
  17. monge
  18. padilla
  19. yéssica
If you don't see yourself there, there's a chance I'm forgetting you, sorry if that's the case. On the other hand, maybe you aren't that active in my life anymore. I had other names, other years. If it really bothers you, let's talk, this post is about doing that after all! Have meaningful interactions.

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Wednesday, March 04, 2009

Six days before my birthday and I come here to update my last will. Sure I do have one thing much more interesting to say, but I won't. Not yet, and not in english. So obviously I won't leave Pollo my sandman, and Allan is probably out of the game also (for better reasons).

David: pois, guitar, rubik, papercraft.
Julio: computer-related books, heroscape.
Yorch: scifi books
Julian: language-related books
Jaime: rpg books, munchkin
Padilla: graphic novels (excluding Sandman)
Allan: philosophy books, go books...

Damn, almost all my gifts are books, that tell us something. I wish I had something for ale, monge, diana and so on. I know my friendship with them is much more than mere objects. On the other hand, I hardly ever see yorch, but he is the person who should have my scifi. I guess I could give monge my "Dangerous Ideas", but it feels like cheating. Yes, Karina would receive almost everything else, at this point. (Please don't kill me!) However I don't think my Jared Diamond or Piaget books would be rightly served if Karina has them. Who would play my Fluxx? Well, some other day I will figure this out, for now, it is enough. Life's good.

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Thursday, October 09, 2008

Monge showed me this poem. Here's my remix.

Por eso hoy,
al enterarme que llevas un mes casada
no dije que iba a matarme,
sino que me daba igual.
Mas como es rico tu dueño
te vendo esta profecía:

“Tú, cada noche en tus sueños
soñarás que me querías
y recordarás la tarde que tu boca me besó
y te llamarás ‘cobarde’ como te lo llamo yo.

Y verás, sueña que sueña,
que me morí siendo chico,
que se llevó una cigüeña
mi corazón en el pico.

Pensarás: ‘no es cierto nada,
yo sé que lo estoy soñando’,
pero allá en la madrugada
te despertarás llorando
por el que no es tu marido,
ni tu novio, ni tu amante,
sino el que más te ha querido"

Pensarás: ‘no es cierto nada,
yo sé que lo estoy soñando’,
pero allá, pero allá en la madrugada
te despertarás llorando
por el que no es tu marido,
ni tu novio, ni tu amante,
sino el que más te ha querido
y con eso..
con eso tengo bastante

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Monday, March 10, 2008

People ask me, "how does it feel to be 28?" They are being Vocative, but anyway...

In my short short life I have come to see life in so many ways. I'm too old to call karina my girlfriend. I'm too young to call her my love. I don't play without a warm up. I love candies. I don't small talk through life. I will always love role playing. I'm growing sideways. I'm loosing inhibitions and some hair. I feel crushed by circumstances. I dream. I love without regret. I know what I want, though I don't have decent words. I am harsh. I am forgiving. I am loosing patience and innocence. I old enough to not care if you went to my birthday party, but I smile like a fool when you do. My eyes glisten when my father hugs me. I want to live with her. I'm too young to marry. I can't remember a better time to be myself and yet this is the dark age of my life. Well, medieval times have a charm, isn't? Today I feel myself a paradox. It sucks; and I pwn!!1one

Despite all of this, they are just being polite, so I answer "Great!"

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