July 30 2006

The World Map of Happiness

The University of Leicester has published the first ever world map of happiness. Denmark, Switzerland and Austria are on the Podium. Nuestros Hermanos se quedam en 46. Portugal is ranked at 92 out of 178 countries. Are we this unhappy? I don’t think so. How can we? Wonderful sun, sea, food, no war, no terrorism threats, unemployment rates not that high. Everything is not that bad… Maybe it’s Fado. Minds need a real change! Not just for soccer.

Country SWL Ranking (1) SWL Index (2) Life Expectancy (3) GDP per capita (4) Access to education score (5)
Denmark 1 273.33 77.2 34.6
Switzerland 2 273.33 80.5 32.3 99.9
Austria 3 260 79 32.7 99.1
Ireland 11 253.33 77.7 41 123.1
Australia 26 243.33 80.3 31.9
Spain 46 233.33 79.5 25.5 112.8
Brazil 81 210 70.5 8.4 103.2
Portugal 92 203.33 77.2 19.3 112
Burundi 178 100 43.6 0.7

Source: University Of Leicester

Notes: SWL (satisfaction with life) rating calculated from data published by New Economics Foundation (2006). SWL (satisfaction with life) index calculated from data published by New Economics Foundation (2006). Life Expectancy from UN Human Development Report (2003) GDP per capita from figure published by the CIA (2006), figure in US$. 5. Access to secondary education rating from UNESCO (2002)

July 29 2006

In her Shoes - The Poetry

I’m here not to write about the movie because you can find it anywhere:

In Her Shoes @ IMDB,

In Her Shoes.com

I’m here just to drop some poetry I’ve found really good and I wanted to spread the words to all you people around me. It’s in English but I’m sure you’ll figure out a way to understand it, cause it’s really worth it.

But still I’ll have to ask if any of my girl friends has the book, I’d like to see how they’ve translated it into Portuguese. Anyone out there? :)

So here it goes:

’One Art’

The art of losing isn’t hard to master;

so many things seem filled with the intent

to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day.

Accept the fluster of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.

The art of losing isn’t hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:

places, and names, and where it was you meant

to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother’s watch. And look! my last, or

next-to-last, of three loved houses went.

The art of losing isn’t hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,

some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.

I miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster.

—Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture

I love) I shan’t have lied. It’s evident

the art of losing’s not too hard to master

though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

Elizabeth Bishop

Let Evening Come

Let the light of late afternoon shine through chinks in the barn, moving up the bales as the sun moves down.

Let the cricket take up chafing as a woman takes up her needles and her yarn. Let evening come.

Let dew collect on the hoe abandoned in long grass. Let the stars appear and the moon disclose her silver horn.

Let the fox go back to its sandy den. Let the wind die down. Let the shed go black inside. Let evening come.

To the bottle in the ditch, to the scoop in the oats, to air in the lung let evening come.

Let it come, as it will, and don’t be afraid. God does not leave us comfortless, so let evening come.

Jane Kenyon

I carry your heart with me(I carry it in my heart)

I carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)

i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling)

i fear

no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want

no world(for beautiful you are my world, my true)

and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant

and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root

and the bud of the bud

and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows

higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)

and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

E. E. Cummings

From this movie I’ve learned to appreciate poetry @ the movies. Actually, I’m more aware of it everytime it happens. :) How about you? Is there anyone who knows any movies with nice poetry on it? Have big phun, thinking about this :)!

July 28 2006

Happy System Administrator Appreciation Day!

SysAdminDay
  • Wishlist:
    • Big Chocolate Cake (Brigadeiro’s industrial version)
    • A Pint of Guiness
    • T’s (Ruby, RoR, FreeBSD)
    • Binary Clock

Everyone is invited to contribute to this, and I promise I’ll always read your emails. ehehehe!

Sysadmins around the world:

Have big phun!