Just what the doctor ordered ( Ted Nugent) I got my guitar when I was ten years old Found a love in rock and roll Now I’m on the verge of a nervous breakdown I’m gonna give my body and soul. It’s so crazy But you know that I like it I’ve found a cure for my body and soul I’ve got me an overdose of rock and roll. I jammed everyday I jammed every night I practiced till I knew all the licks Now I’m on the verge of a nervous breakdown I don’t know the meaning of quit. It’s so crazy Yes, you know, but I like it It crushes my head, my brain is on the border But this is what the doctor ordered Yes, it is.

I admire a few people in the world, most of them unknown, but surprising and great. I only admire one famous person. He was a writer. He was an original, creative, critical, committed and recognized artist from Latin America. He was able to describe something as simple as putting on a sweater in an amazing way. I love the way he used to see the world. By the way, his name is Julio Cortázar.

I recently saw “Let them all talk “, a Steven Soderbergh movie. I’m not a specialist, I just enjoy stories that are told in a different way. I really liked that movie. I found interesting how the director came to express the deepest feelings of the character almost without using dialogue. Wonderful performance from Meryl Streep and Candice Bergen. The way he used the music was surprising and refreshing.

Enjoy the silence- Depeche Mode Words like violence Break the silence Come crashing in Into my little world Painful to me Pierce right through me Cant you understand ? Oh my little girl All i ever wanted All i ever needed Is here in my arms Words are very unnecessary They can only do harm Vows are spoken To be broken Feelings are intense Words are trivial Pleasures remain So does the pain Words are meaningless And forgettable All i ever wanted All i ever needed Is here in my arms Words are very unnecessary They can only do harm

One of the distinctive elements of my culture is “mate”. It is a drink made with “yerba mate” and water.These are the steps to prepare it: to heat the water but it should not boil; to put the “yerba” in the container (“mate”, with its sorbet, we call it “ bombilla “); to put the water slowly on one side of the “yerba “, in this way you avoid that the water soaks all the “yerba “ and thus the drink stays tastier for longer. Some people prefer it just bitter, others with sugar or honey. It is possible to add more flavors such as: orange, lemon, coffee.It is a drink to share and it accompanies important moments in the lives of many people. The pandemic changed the habit of sharing for obvious reasons so, now, each person has their own “mate “ in a meeting or conversation .

The brotherhood of the masked ones 1.The structured ones: combines the mask with clothing, elegance above all. If from time to time they are 40 cm from a stranger, they desperately go out to bathe with chlorine, if possible. 2. Those who take life as it comes: in the antipodes of the previous ones, they mock the ancestors of fashion. Given all the security, elegance does not matter to anyone, so they go, literally in disguise, with garbage baskets on their heads, salad bowls or lampshades, it does not matter. 3. The expressive ones: they use patterned fabrics, with embroidery, appliques, glitters, badges. They print their brand because they want to scream who they are. 4. The rebels: they don't use it. They are immune, they say, to the pandemic that does not exist, of course, and it is an invention of doctors, who know nothing. 5. The minimalists: they choose white, they are introverts and they intend to mix with the masses; not because they are the same, but because they are so different that this is the opportunity to belong a little more. 6. The dark ones: they choose black. If the rest of the clothing is also black, this is a strong statement of principle. 7. Those who are out of place: they put the mask under their chin and speak to you very closely, you don't know why. You step back and they walk towards you. You walk away again, they come back again. And they keep talking to you!

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Sábato One hundred and eight years ago Ernesto Sábato was born, author of "El túnel" . His son Mario says: "It was not until I was 60 years old that we were able to tell each other that we loved each other"

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