Dreamfall can hardly be called a game: it's an interactive story. I spent more time watching the cutscenes than actually taking any actions. That said, the story is truly amazing. It talks of a beautiful girl who can move between two worlds (a somewhat futuristic Earth and a fantasy world, Arcadia) through dreams. The art and the soundtrack are also quite impressive.
The game is the first part of a duology. I can't wait for the second part.
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
And what do you think of the climate around here?
Yay for rain records.
Update: Oh, and for those who think we're still far from that 15-inch absolute record... We're taking care of that.
Update: Oh, and for those who think we're still far from that 15-inch absolute record... We're taking care of that.
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Monday, November 06, 2006
quickies
Ha, probably I need a better translation for the Portuguese "rápidas".
Full Metal Alchemist - After a long time away from the Japanese Animes, I found out a quite amazing one. The 51 episodes are addictive and the final movie is a wonderful piece of fantasy. Thumbs up.
The Name of the Rose - Either my expectations were too high or the English translation wasn't that good. It's an "ok" book. Raquel (who loves that book) now can kill me.
iWoz - Steve Wozniak's (first PC's engineer and Apple's co-founder) autobiography. It's interesting to see how he struggles to explain "what it takes to change the world" and fails at that. In the end I felt it's all about talent (genes, education?), timing (sheer luck?) and passion ("The heart has its reasons, of which reason knows nothing"). I liked the book, though. Wozniak seems to be a happy dude.
Full Metal Alchemist - After a long time away from the Japanese Animes, I found out a quite amazing one. The 51 episodes are addictive and the final movie is a wonderful piece of fantasy. Thumbs up.
The Name of the Rose - Either my expectations were too high or the English translation wasn't that good. It's an "ok" book. Raquel (who loves that book) now can kill me.
iWoz - Steve Wozniak's (first PC's engineer and Apple's co-founder) autobiography. It's interesting to see how he struggles to explain "what it takes to change the world" and fails at that. In the end I felt it's all about talent (genes, education?), timing (sheer luck?) and passion ("The heart has its reasons, of which reason knows nothing"). I liked the book, though. Wozniak seems to be a happy dude.
Sunday, October 15, 2006
The Dresden Dolls
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Qui-Gon Jinn
It will be a hard life. One without remorse, without regret, without reward. A path will be placed before you - the choice is yours alone. Do what you think you cannot do. It will be a hard life, but you will find out who you are.
Monday, October 09, 2006
Sunday, October 08, 2006
I had a weird dream
If I believed in dreams, I would think someone is trying to tell me something here.
I was walking on the sidewalks of my old university after having dropped a friend somewhere in the campus. It was a sunny day. I was heading towards my office and there was a steep hill on my way. I went for it with great energy and after three or four steps couldn't go any further. I took a deep breath and tried to continue walking. I fell. I tried to stand up and fell again. I couldn't figure out what was going on, and sat there on the ground, puzzled. An old car came by, and as it approached I recognized three Microsoft coworkers in it. They asked me:
- Where are you going?
- To the office.
- But that's not the right direction. You should go the opposite way.
- Ahn... Oh yeah, you're right. I was just going back the way I came, I wasn't thinking.
- We can give you a ride.
- That's very convenient, thanks.
Then a Chinese girl in the car asked me what I was doing there.
- I don't know, I just fell there.
- Oh, I thought you were enjoying the sun, taking the right kind of light for your skin.
- Huh?
- You know, the one that matches your bathroom color. Or the color of your sword.
- The color of my sword? I don't even have a sword!
And then I woke up.
If I believed in dreams, I would probably buy a sword.
I was walking on the sidewalks of my old university after having dropped a friend somewhere in the campus. It was a sunny day. I was heading towards my office and there was a steep hill on my way. I went for it with great energy and after three or four steps couldn't go any further. I took a deep breath and tried to continue walking. I fell. I tried to stand up and fell again. I couldn't figure out what was going on, and sat there on the ground, puzzled. An old car came by, and as it approached I recognized three Microsoft coworkers in it. They asked me:
- Where are you going?
- To the office.
- But that's not the right direction. You should go the opposite way.
- Ahn... Oh yeah, you're right. I was just going back the way I came, I wasn't thinking.
- We can give you a ride.
- That's very convenient, thanks.
Then a Chinese girl in the car asked me what I was doing there.
- I don't know, I just fell there.
- Oh, I thought you were enjoying the sun, taking the right kind of light for your skin.
- Huh?
- You know, the one that matches your bathroom color. Or the color of your sword.
- The color of my sword? I don't even have a sword!
And then I woke up.
If I believed in dreams, I would probably buy a sword.
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Sugestão de filme
Uma sugestão de filme bacana, a meu ver sem grandes pretensões: Valentín. Meio drama, quase comédia, de tão simpático me lembrou um pouco O Fabuloso Destino de Amélie Poulain -- este, um dos meus filmes favoritos. Vale a pena. :c)
Saturday, September 30, 2006
Monday, September 18, 2006
Thursday, September 14, 2006
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Sunday, August 27, 2006
So long, Pluto
I just came to know that Pluto has been demoted of its planet status.
Personally I think 8 is much better than 9. If we can't have a prime number of planets in our Solar System, at least we got a power of two.
Personally I think 8 is much better than 9. If we can't have a prime number of planets in our Solar System, at least we got a power of two.
Fake Palindromes
I got addicted to that Andrew Bird's song. I'm not sure if the lyrics mean anything, but I love the melody.
Sunday, August 20, 2006
not quite there yet
a bit of passion wanted to come out:
Dream
I want to write a poem that will make you cry
and then smile
And then cry again
I want your tears combined with mine
I want my words to reach you
Because I myself cannot
I want to remember while the memory is fresh
like blood still flowing
like a familiar smell
I want to mark in stone that there was a path
That led from real life to dream
And in the dream there was you
In the dream I saw you in dark cafés
and sunny saturday afternoons
by my side
In the dream we talked of life and love
and crazyness and nothing
and we danced
and we flew
In the dream we shared a bed
Asleep and awake
And you rested your head on my chest
and I felt complete
In the dream I dreamt
and now I refuse to believe I was alone
I want to tell the world I was there with you
and once your eyes were only mine
and all you wanted was me
I claim that time and those memories
I declare them true
And ours
And not being able to be only love
I embrace my selfishness
And share my curse:
You shall remember our dream
and sadly smile
silently crying.
Dream
I want to write a poem that will make you cry
and then smile
And then cry again
I want your tears combined with mine
I want my words to reach you
Because I myself cannot
I want to remember while the memory is fresh
like blood still flowing
like a familiar smell
I want to mark in stone that there was a path
That led from real life to dream
And in the dream there was you
In the dream I saw you in dark cafés
and sunny saturday afternoons
by my side
In the dream we talked of life and love
and crazyness and nothing
and we danced
and we flew
In the dream we shared a bed
Asleep and awake
And you rested your head on my chest
and I felt complete
In the dream I dreamt
and now I refuse to believe I was alone
I want to tell the world I was there with you
and once your eyes were only mine
and all you wanted was me
I claim that time and those memories
I declare them true
And ours
And not being able to be only love
I embrace my selfishness
And share my curse:
You shall remember our dream
and sadly smile
silently crying.
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
peace
It is time to find my peace of mind again. Passion has caused me enough trouble.
Below, free translation of one of my favorite poems, "O Rio", by Manuel Bandeira.
The River
To be like the river that flows
Silent into the night.
Not to fear the darkness of the night.
If there are stars in the sky, reflect them
And if the skies are covered by clouds
As the river the clouds are water,
Reflect them too without sorrow
In the tranquil profoundnesses.
Below, free translation of one of my favorite poems, "O Rio", by Manuel Bandeira.
The River
To be like the river that flows
Silent into the night.
Not to fear the darkness of the night.
If there are stars in the sky, reflect them
And if the skies are covered by clouds
As the river the clouds are water,
Reflect them too without sorrow
In the tranquil profoundnesses.
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