Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Los aviones...

Dicen que los aviones siguen la mayor parte del tiempo una trayectoria erronea, y que la van corrigiendo, dando pequeños giros. Al final llegan a su destino. Bueno... no siempre :P

Eso me consuela un poco, cuando en la mayor parte del tiempo creo ir siguiendo un rumbo equivocado. Quizá ese rumbo sigue un destino correcto y solo esta un poco desviado...

...espero que no mucho...

Tot ziens!

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

La Hinojosa siempre está de moda!

Genial como siempre. En resumen... unas fotos:

Actividades en coche...

...o sobre el coche...
o destrozando los bajos de los coches...
... o batiendo records guinness...


Deportistas natos...

Ruta del cañón de rio lobos,
desde el puente de los 7 ojos hasta Hontoria,
con caminito estrecho y lleno de piedras incluido ;)

Actividades en bici...

... con cuidadín, que sino luego...

... y practicando el deporte nacional.

Y también...

...fiestecillas...

Guateque sesentero
... y ante todo paz y amor!!

Cada año algo y alguien nuevo a quien descubrir o redescubrir.
Nos vemos el año que viene... o antes.

tot ziens!

most of the time...

Most of the time *
Most of the time
I'm clear focused all around,
Most of the time
I can keep both feet on the ground,
I can follow the path, I can read the signs,
Stay right with it, when the road unwinds,
I can handle whatever I stumble upon,
I don't even notice she's gone,
Most of the time.

Most of the time
It's well understood,
Most of the time
I wouldn't change it if I could,
I can't make it all match up, I can hold my own,
I can deal with the situation right down to the bone,
I can survive, I can endure
And I don't even think about her
Most of the time.

Most of the time
My head is on straight,
Most of the time
I'm strong enough not to hate.
I don't build up illusion 'till it makes me sick,
I ain't afraid of confusion no matter how thick
I can smile in the face of mankind.
Don't even remember what her lips felt like on mine
Most of the time.

Most of the time
She ain't even in my mind,
I wouldn't know her if I saw her
She's that far behind.
Most of the time
I can't even be sure
If she was ever with me
Or if I was with her.

Most of the time
I'm halfway content,
Most of the time
I know exactly where I went,
I don't cheat on myself, I don't run and hide,
Hide from the feelings, that are buried inside,
I don't compromised and I don't pretend,
I don't even care if I ever see her again
Most of the time.

*Also recomended versioned for Mary Lee's Corvette.





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