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Discovering Colman's mustard
Feeling the fire going out of your nostrils!
If you already knew Colman's Mustard then you would be laughing right now, because you can imagine what I'm going to tell you. Anyway, knowing it or not, just keep reading...
I've a lot of stories to tell from my trip to Birmingham last week and this is one of those stories.
It happened in the Heathrow airport, while I was waiting for the flight back home on Friday. It was 14:00 and I was hungry so, after searching for a good place to have lunch within the airport I ended in a steak-burguer-whatever restaurant. I ordered a chicken+bacon+cheese baguette with chips and a pint of Stella.
I only had to wait a few minutes until the food arrived and then, a beautiful waitress brought me some sauces, a fork, a knife, etc.
Among the sauces where ketchup, spicy sauces and mustard. I love mustard, I really like it with chips, so I put some of the mustard into my plate, to have it with the chips. I never tried Colman's before so I just put some in a chip, a little bit less than usual, but I still was generous.
OMFG - Was the first I could think of - WTF IS GOING ON!!
That mustard is terrible hot!. I've to say that I even had once Wasabi as is without soja or anything, and even if Wasabi is terrible, this Colman`s thing had almost beat me!
It was like having a huge ball of fire going from my mouth to my nose, then going out of my nostrils each time I did breathe...
Funny thing is that I almost drank the pint of stella in two shots, because I couldn't get rid of that sensation. I think an old lady sitting on the table side-by-side with mine couldn't resist to smile...
So, my friends, be careful when reading Colman's on the label of anything you are going to eat!
Why you should care about web performance
thnx to MarcosBL and JRMora for such a great illustration
This is a nice strip by JRMora where you can learn how you should care about performance when publishing a website (thnx MarcosBL)
La crisis de los 30
Me parece increible estar escribiendo de este tema...
Si, no puedo creerme que esté escribiendo sobre este tema, ya que no soy de esas personas que le dan mayor importancia a la crisis de los XX, donde XX = 'cualquier edad que quieras', por que las hay para todos los gustos.
No obstante, hace ya algun tiempo que vengo dándole vueltas a la cabeza, y tengo ahí un pequeño desasosiego que no consigo quitarme de encima.
Si, desde noviembre tengo 30 tacos, ya soy un adulto responsable (aunque sigamos llamandonos "chicos" y "chicas", señores, somos adultos nos guste o no). No tengo problemas económicos, tengo una pareja a la que quiero muchisimo y la gran suerte de trabajar en algo que me gusta, me llena y no me aburre. Un par de veces al año hago viajes fuera de españa, normalmente aprovechando para visitar a algún amigo o para ir a algún congreso relacionado con el software libre y el resto del año aprovecho para escaparme siempre que puedo dentro de la península. Tambien (como para olvidarlos!) tengo unos amigos geniales, que siempre están ahí cuando los necesitas y que se apuntan a una juerga sin dudarlo.
Vamos, que no me puedo quejar, que tengo mucha suerte.
Aún así, sigo teniendo esa sensación de desazón, de que falte algo. Estos últimos días me han venido a la cabeza un montón de recuerdos de lo que ha sido mi vida en estos 30 años, todas las fases por las que he pasado, todas las ideas, los sueños, las propuestas personales, las de grupo, toda la gente que ha quedado atrás en mi vida... y, uff... 30 años dan para la leche de cosas.
Y claro, como (quiero imaginar) nos pasará a todos, atrás quedan tambien sueños, ideas y proposiciones y juramentos que nos hacemos a nosotros mismos. En mi caso posiblemente una de esas promesas/empeños personales siempre ha sido hacerme un tatuaje, concretamente ese que veis en el dibujo. No me pregunteis por qué, no lo se, pero desde que vi el dibujo quise hacerme un tatuaje con él. Si, lo sé, lo del tatoo del dragon esta mas que visto y seguramente muchos penseis que es una horterada, pero me encanta ese dibujo.
El tema es que no sólo ese tatuaje se ha quedado atrás. Son tantas otras cosas que creo que si volviese la vista atrás y me pusiese de nuevo en mi propia piel hace 12 o 13 años, sería otra persona casi totalmente diferente. Recuerdo mis empeños por querer aprender otros idiomas, por viajar, por conocer gente de otros paises y ser libre de ir a donde y cuando yo quisiera. Recuerdo noches inolvidables bajo las estrellas en una playa, junto a gente inolvidable compartiendo ideas y locuras sobre qué haríamos en los proximos años, recuerdo planes de escapadas imposibles y la sensación cuando algunos de esos planes se volvían realidad...
Hace un rato me he acercado al gran corcho que tengo colgado en una pared en casa, y he pasado un rato ojeando todo lo que tengo colgado en él. Son mis recuerdos desde aprox. los 17 años, cuando poco a poco empecé a colgar recortes, fotografías, entradas de conciertos y un sinfín de cosas más (como un billete de 5 dólares o un postit con una ruta a seguir en Paris para no perderme). Por un momento más recuerdos acudieron a mi cabeza y me hicieron volver a pensar en todas esas cosas que he hecho a lo largo de estos años, pero tambien en todas esas cosas que mil y una veces dije que haría y no he hecho, o que dije que jamás haría y que finalmente si he hecho.
Tampoco he podido evitar pensar en un monton de gente con la que no hablo hace muchisimos años, y he intentado imaginarme qué estarían haciendo en este momento (la mayoría dormir, seguro ;D). Es curioso como personas que en su día fueron tan importantes dentro de tu vida luego va pasando el tiempo y quedan atrás, al igual que tú quedas atrás para ellos claro, y esa relación que pudo existir en un momento dado se diluye poco a poco hasta que ya no queda más que un recuerdo que aparece en tu mente cada cierto tiempo.
Por todo esto creo que estoy sufriendo esa llamada crisis de los 30, aunque tambien puede ser simplemente una mirada atrás para recordar, para tener presente las cosas buenas y las malas, para refrescar todo lo aprendido éstos últimos años.
Todo puede ser.
Enjoying Japanese food (again!)
Yesterday I had dinned at the Toyama restaurant in A Coruña
Yesterday, after being for 5 hours in IKEA, I had dinner in a really nice Japanese Restaurant called Toyama (A Coruña, Avda General Sanjurjo, 36). We were 5 people and we had different menus for each one + some mixed tempura. The food was quite good, take a look at this picture of the sushi:
I've been a lot of times in Japanese restaurants (I like asian food a lot) and I've to say that this one is quite good, and it is not one of the more expensive ones.
The place doesn't look like the usual Japanese restaurant (previously it was a café) but there are some Japanese decoration stuff all over the place and the environment is really nice and peaceful.
The people from the restaurant itself were quite nice too, and that is something I always like in this kind of restaurants.
The price, as I've said, is quite reasonable, 17-20 euro a menu that contains soup, a salad, sushi and some extra stuff, and you have a good variety of options.
Oh!, and you can even have some Japanese beer, this Sapporo Beer was quite good too:
Fear of the water
I've to live with it :(
As far as I can recall I've been feeling that irrational fear of the water. It is not because of some childhood trauma or anything like that, it is only that I can't stand being underwater. As soon as I'm aware of not being capable of touching the ground with my feet while having my head off the water I realize that I start to breath quicker and quicker, like having small shots of air, then I can sense my arms and legs getting frozen and my heart starts beating like a brazilian carnival drum. And then I panic.
Of course that means that I'm not able to put my head underwater in any circumstances, not even in a bathtube :( .
I know that, it has been happening to me my whole life, and that's the reason to tell everyone about it when I go to the beach, to the swimmingpool, etc. My friends know it, my family know it. So, usually I feel safe.
Today we had lunch at the house of one of my gf's aunts and there was a really nice swimmingpool there (yes, the one from the picture above). It is a big/large swimmingpool, with one of its sides really deep (aprox. 2 times my height).
After lunch we went swimming and playing in there. Because of my fear of the water, I'm always very careful. I play with the people, I have a good time and I swim (yes, even being fear of the water you can swim and enjoy it, as long as your head never gets underwater). Today I even went a little bit further, swimming once and another on the deepest side of the pool, it was great, I was feeling great.
And then it happened. My gf's brother had been playing with me, pushing me and getting me nervous. It was somehow funny (at least for him), but he was just pretending he was going to put me underwater. Yes, he was pretending until he does it. He just picked me up and put me down, underwater.
Probably it wasn't more than 2 seconds, but I can tell you that, for me, it was an eternity. Suddenly everything was blurry, noiseless, and I can remember I was searching desperately for something to get a grip on, something I could use to push and get me back.
And then, suddenly, I was on my feet again, trying to breath, gasping, trying to get as much air as posible back into my lungs.
He was really sorry, he just thought that it wouldn't be like that, that perhaps all that thing about the fear and the water was a childish attitude. But it was not. I just tried to smile and be polite, in fact, it wasn't that bad. (hey, I'm alive)
We've been talking after that, and he told me something that made me think:
"Doing this is the only way to get rid of that fear of yours, you have to get used to it"
And, you know, I know he was right, I know that the only way to beat something like that, a fear that is there since you are a child is fighting it back. I know it...
Fear of the... what?
What could I say? I'm free!
As I've told you, I've been suffering an irrational fear of the water for my whole life. I can't remember why, but it had been there since the beginning... until some days ago.
Two days ago I got back home after being in Greece for some time, visiting my friend betabug and having lots of fun. This was my second visit to ol' bebu and this time we had some time to go to the island of Naxos (after being in Athens for some days).
During our stay in the island we went to some incredible beaches and I felt myself inspired, relaxed, protected... I probably can not describe all the feelings, the sensations I felt at that time, but I knew that I needed to fight, I needed to get over it and end with that fear that had been like an anchor in my life for so long.
And, you know, I can not explain how, or why, or even when, but suddently I was getting myself once and again in the water, and again, and again... and, at a given point, I couldn't stop, it was like discovering that I was able to do something I would never imagine I could do.
I can remember their surprised faces (bebu, Rika, Dolo) and I can remember that feeling like if I was able to do whatever I would like to do.
At first it was only a matter of getting underwater and control myself, trying to stay cool and not panic. Then I tried to do some diving and then I tried to stay more time underwater, testing me, trying to find my limits.
Two days later I got a snorkel and I went with them to a place near some rocks to explore the water and enjoy the pleasure of diving among groups of fishes.
Finally, the last day before coming back to athens I even pushed myself a little bit far and I did some diving without the underwater glasses.
It was really amazing, and the best part of it is that I really love it, I had so much fun doing it that now I can not believe I wasn't able to manage it before. And it was not that I hadn't try before, in fact I did try, but I was never able to do it.
That's the reason to say a big thank you to you all (bebu, Rika, Dolo) who were with me, letting me feeling really confident, relaxed. Without that sensation I wouldn't be able to do it, I'm sure.
Oh!, and Rika took the picture with a water-proof Pentax camera (from bebu) so I can have this proof of one of the moments that changed my life, forever.
The sunset in Vilagarcía de Arousa
You can see really really beautiful sunsets there
In this post I added a picture of the sunset I took this summer from the port of Vilagarcia de Arousa. The picture was nice, but I think this one is much better. I took it while walking from Vilagarcia to Carril (by the beach).
The sky was awesome at that point (some days ago, 26/09/2010) and the clouds seemed as if someone had spread them all over the sky using a brush of some sort.
You can click on it to see a full-size picture of the sunset. I hope you will like it as much as I do.
Nights are perfect to work focused on what you are doing
Usually they are quiet and the atmosphere is just perfect for it
I hadn't write too much lately, mostly because I've been quite busy and partially because I've started going to the gym again (last time was a lot of years ago). If you add the fact that we've been doing some changes at home too (you know, now we've an Ikea shop less than 100Km far from here) you will find enough reasons for me not to blogging that much.
But tonight I'm here at home, doing some late work (which I really like to do) and I just wanted to write some lines about this topic I've talked so much with my friends and colleages.
In fact, some minutes ago I was talking with rgouveia in one of the IRC networks out there and we were talking about the good things you can find working at night ;).
The picture you can see up there is not from tonight, but from a night some months ago. I was working then on the upgrade of an OpenBSD firewall (4.2->4.7) and I swear that was a dammed good night, I had too much fun. Today I'm working on some old Zope application, finishing some stuff that has been around for a while, waiting for some of my time to invest on it (which is fun too, but it is different, you know...)
Well, time to get back and get things done. Remember, enjoy the silence!.
Space invaders on my walls!
Yes, you are reading what you think you are reading... space invaders!
During the past few days I've been working on my new work room at home (you know, that dirty/dark place full of books, papers, computers and a lot of dust). I've been moving everything from one room to the other, as the previous one was quite big and we are going to use it for something else.
This weekend my gf and me were working on something really funny for that room. We just put some blik space invaders stickers on one of the walls of that new work room.
If you would like to see the result of our work (with some amazing pictures of it of course) just keep reading this post.
So, let's start from the end. Let me show you a picture of the room once we finished putting the stickers on one of the walls (do not pay attention to the mess on the table, I was working on that at that time):
Getting to that point was easy, it was just a matter of following some simple steps:
In my case, I just choose the wall I'll be facing when working at home, so I can play some space invaders during worktime! ;D:
HINT: The bigger the wall, the funniest to put the stickers on it, as you will have plenty of space to put them in the order you want.
Before getting into action, it is a good idea to use a flat surface to play a little bit with the stickers and think about the layout you would like to put on the wall. This is one of the layouts I was considering:
HINT: If you have enough space, using the floor would be a good idea. I had to use the table because this room is a little bit tiny and I had no way to spread them all over the floor.
The stickers came between two plastic protectors. One of them you will have to squeegee/rub before actually putting the sticker on the wall, the other one when the sticker is on the wall to fix it (you can learn more about this process in the booklet that comes with the stickers).
In that booklet you can read you should use something like a credit card or a rubber spatula but (hint) you can use your passport too ;D
Anyway, if you don't want to damage it a lot, use one of those supermarket partnership cards (they are cheaper to replace).
Once you've rubbed the stickers enough, you have to remove the plastic protector on the back (the white one) and you have to do it very carefully, keeping an eye on the sticker and taking care of it staying in the transparent protector (the big sticker) and not in the white one:
As I've said, you have to do this step very carefully. If you notice that the sticker is staying on the white protector, put it back to where it was and rub the sticker some more time until it works.
Once you've removed the white protector, you will have a big square-shaped sticker (transparent one) with the actual space invaders sticker in it. Now you only have to put that sticker on the wall and rub it again to get the sticker perfectly fixed to the wall:
When you finish rubbing the sticker, you have to remove the transparent big sticker, and the actual invader sticker will remain fixed to the wall:
Just keep putting all the stickers in place (following your pre-planned layout) until you finish. With the blik stickers you even get some missiles, so use your imagination to put them in some strange or original places/positions:
And this leads us back to the beginning (or was it the end? o_O!):
I love the result, how the stickers look on that wall. I'm sure it will be really nice to look up and see the invaders coming in one of those moments while working when I get stuck on some code and I can't go on until that problem is solved. Sometimes something that cheers you up helps a lot. Don't you agree? ;D
The cathedral of Lugo and an early october night
This is the usual look of the sky in lugo in the early moments of a night in october
I took this picture in the beginning of october. I was on the Plaza de España (the town's center square) looking at the Cathedral. From there you have a good view of the Cathedral, specially at night, when they turn on the lights so you can appreciate all the details of the outside walls.
You know, Lugo is somehow a very nice place to live ;D.