True Blood

Quiero un vampiro.
No para que me convierta,
para que me pervierta.

En serio, esta serie se zarpa.
Es BRILLANTE.
Mírenla.

it seems to me that I'm definitely hearing the best that I've heard.

I ♥ you, KT.

Que nervios que tenía yo antes de que empezara! Nervios de expectativa, creo. Expectativas que se vieron superadas ampliamente... porque la mujer-música es una GENIA.
Toda petit arriba del escenario, con una voz maravillosa, la mejor onda, 2 pares de botas y un millón de cambios de guitarra; tengo ganas de invitarla un sábado a tomar mate y que se toque unos temas. =P

Nada, eso. Su música me emociona, me llega. Sus letras encajan en todos los momentos de mi vida. Y encima es re copada en vivo. KT, soy tu fan.

We're miles adrift, we're inches apart

Viste lo que decia de esperar a que pasaran cosas? He llegado al cuello de la botella.

The X Files: I want to believe

Objetividad cero: casi muero de un síncope con solo oir la musiquita.
Es en la primera escena entre Mulder y Scully cuando todo vuelve a caer en su lugar.

Nos la hicieron a los fans.
Y a los shippers, mas que nada. :D







Convención de Tolkien


Una frikeada alucinante:
- disfraces
- soft combat
- estandartes
- maquetas
- paisajes
- gente rara
- Celeste

Me encantó. Gracias Fiorell por invitarme!








Me voy.
ME VOY.

Oh si, Tenerife, espérame!

The point of no return

There are mysteries that cannot be solved.
Beliefs that cannot be trusted.
Events that cannot be explained.
An a truth that cannot be ignored...






I WANT TO BELIEVE.

Ten miles from you

Tengo que postearlo... Estaba boludeando en YouTube, porqueestoydevacacionesytengomuchotiempolibre, cuando entre varios links por aqui y por allá me encontré al mismísimo J.R.R. Tolkien recitando un poema en élfico. Me morí. Seguí investigando links y me recitó Riddles in the Dark, capítulo de El Hobbit, algunas canciones y el poema sobre los anillos. Me morí de nuevo. Y con las entrevistas igual: hablaba a los pedos, con una voz y un acento británico maravillosos. Siento como si hubiera conocido a un abuelo oculto.


De una entrevista con Dennis Gerrolt:

"Gerrolt: (hablando de Bilbo) But in the face of the most appalling danger he struggles on and continues, and wins through.

Tolkien: But that seems I suppose more like an allegory of the human race. I've always been impressed that we're here surviving because of the indomitable courage of quite small people against impossible odds: jungles, volcanoes, wild beasts... they struggle on, almost blindly in a way."

|...|

"Tolkien: |...| Most people have made this mistake of thinking Middle-Earth is a particular kind of Earth or is another planet of the science fiction sort but it's just an old fashioned word for this world we live in, as imagined surrounded by the Ocean.

Gerrolt: It seemed to me that Middle-Earth was in a sense as you say this world we live in but at a different era.

Tolkien: No ... at a different stage of imagination, yes. " (me encanta esta frase!)

|...|

"Gerrolt: Do you consider the world declining as the Third Age declines in your book and do you see a Fourth Age for the world at the moment, our world?

Tolkien: At my age I'm exactly the kind of person who has lived through one of the most quickly changing periods known to history. Surely there could never be in seventy years so much change. " (te sorprenderias, querido...)

|...|

"I wrote the last ... in about 1949 - I remember I actually wept at the denouement." (empezó con El Hobbit en el '30... casi 20 años conviviendo con sus personajes!)
de·noue·ment –noun:

1.	the final resolution of the intricacies of a plot, as of a drama or novel.

2.	the place in the plot at which this occurs.

3.	the outcome or resolution of a doubtful series of occurrences.

|...|

"Gerrod: Do you wish to be remembered chiefly by your writings on philology and other matters or by The Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit?

Tolkien: I shouldn't have thought there was much choice in the matter - if I'm remembered at all it will be by The Lord of the Rings I take it. Won't it be rather like the case of Longfellow, people remember Longfellow wrote Hiawatha, quite forget he was a Professor of Modern Languages!"


Simplemente impecable. *dies again*