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About Me

Greetings! My name is Joao and I'm a Violin teacher & musical director of our baroque orchestra at school. Music has been in my life since I can remember: the grandma's piano, the cousin's guitar, and the list kept growing when I started adding my own instruments. Then came the pop-rock bands in the 80's and a CD with our band in 1991. (big sigh!) Eventually I started driffting towards the classical and the violin but thankfully rock is there always... don't really have a problem with mixing The Doors or Nina Hagen with Bach and Handel on the same sentence :) Alaska and the Iditarod Trail Sled Dog Race , Classic Aviation , Flight Simulation and Formula 1 , Cinema and Tai Chi - are dear to me and fill much of my free time (if there's sucha thing!). Painting.... guess I should be doing that. That's the one skill I didn't have to sweat to get, but alas it has been dorment for long. Enough bragging ... trust me: I'm a really easy going and down to earth guy - as long as there's not too much silly talk involved ;) If there's one thing that's never too much is friendship and that's what made me land here at my space. I sure hope you and I can become friends!

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End Of The Night

We were four. Friends in our late teens, so different from each other like the four cardinal points or the suits of a deck of cards. Our connection lasted for a couple of years - years that those of u...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Nov 2006 19:16:00 GMT

The Postman Principle

From all the things you would like to conquer, choose one. Not just any one. Look around and inside you, carefully, so you will be sure to pick the most insignificant of all the things you would like ...
Posted by on Wed, 01 Nov 2006 15:51:00 GMT

One Art

I've been wanting to post an entry to my blog out of my typing or handwriting again. I was about to, on a couple of occasions, but the truth and is that I can't really write for the sake of the ritual...
Posted by on Tue, 31 Oct 2006 23:06:00 GMT

Stabat Mater Dolorosa

Stabat Mater dolorosaIuxta crucem lacrimosaDum pendebat FiliusAt the cross her station keeping, Stood the mournful Mother weeping, Close to Jesus to the last.
Posted by on Sun, 29 Oct 2006 10:30:00 GMT

Driving Home for Lunch

How would you define mid season, for Autumn?Judging from my drive on the way home for lunch today I would have to redefine it. Maybe these are the new standards, even though on the move, but the shift...
Posted by on Fri, 27 Oct 2006 13:10:00 GMT

Le Facteur Cheval

I was about to write a post on this story but, thankfully, I had to go out for a pack of cigarettes (I know, I know...)Because this story does not belong to me. You won't come across many stories like...
Posted by on Thu, 19 Oct 2006 14:55:00 GMT

Mathematical Poem

1, 2, 3, 5.Sete números, primos que nós èramos.E depois rimo-nosda singularidade.1, 2, 3, 5. Seven numbers,Cousins that were we, primes in our unity.And then we laughedat the singularity.
Posted by on Tue, 17 Oct 2006 06:47:00 GMT

Weekend, the phenomena

There have been reports of a weekend being seen around my neighbourhood. I doubted at first, thinking it was just another illusion. Some people where gathered in front of our home today, talking in m...
Posted by on Fri, 13 Oct 2006 20:30:00 GMT

Under the Harvest Moon

Wake up. Wake up from your fable sleep, but it is morning this time. Wake up and follow me. Leave everything behind but your memories, good and ugly, long forgotten, the ones you'd like to forget, th...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Oct 2006 17:03:00 GMT

You have been tagged!

I just received this from my friend Paulo. Thanks Paulo, that was fun :)And here's the game: 1. Grab the nearest book. 2. Open the book to page 123. 3. Find the fifth sentence. ...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Oct 2006 13:26:00 GMT