Quarta-feira fui assistir o novo filme do Michael Moore chamado SICKO. Um documentário sobre o sistema de saúde Americano, dominado e manipulado por companhias de seguro tentando fazer lucro. O filme compara o sistema de saúde Americano com o sistema público do Canadá, França, Inglaterra e Cuba. Vale a pena assistir esse filme! Para vocês verem que nem tudo é perfeito...o País mais rico do mundo (EUA) não oferece um sistema de saúde público, adequado ou mesmo barato.
Outro filme muito bom foi Mighty Heart. Baseado numa estória verídica escrita por Mariane Pearl, esposa de Danny Pearl. Jornalista do Wall Street Journal que foi sequestrado e decapitado no Pakistão tentando fazer uma entrevista com um líder religioso para conectar atentados terroristas.
Para fechar o dia no cinema, tentei assistir o filme Transformers. Não consegui ficar mais de 15 minutos na sala. O diálogo super fraco, atores menores de idade, e efeitos especiais não tão especiais. Na minha opnião, bomba!
sábado, 14 de julho de 2007
quarta-feira, 11 de julho de 2007
Mount St. Helens e Olympic Hurricane Ridge
Depois de sete anos morando em Washington, aproveitando as férias dessa semana, finalmente fui conhecer o vulcão Mount St. Helens. Peguei emprestado o carro do André no Domingo e saímos eu e o Eric no Domingo a noite. Esse vulcão explodiu em 1980 destruindo mais de 200 milhas de floresta e enterrando o lago adjacente. Desde então, continua soltando gases e sua cúlpuca crescendo acumulando lava. Os sinais de destruição ainda são bastante visíveis, intercalados pela vegetação que está desabrochando e começando um novo ciclo.
Na Terça-feira, dirigimos para o outro lado de Washington. Fomos do Sul ao Norte, para as montanhas do parque national de Olympic. Visitamos o Hurricane Ridge. Uma sequência de montanhas com picos de neve e flores selvagens. As fotos podem descrever mais do que palavras.
De volta a Seattle e ao calor. Isso mesmo, Seattle bateu o recorde de calor fazendo 97ºFahrenheit (37ºcelcius). André, você nem faz inveja agora. he he
Mount St. Helens
Hurricane Ridge
Bambi
Na Terça-feira, dirigimos para o outro lado de Washington. Fomos do Sul ao Norte, para as montanhas do parque national de Olympic. Visitamos o Hurricane Ridge. Uma sequência de montanhas com picos de neve e flores selvagens. As fotos podem descrever mais do que palavras.
De volta a Seattle e ao calor. Isso mesmo, Seattle bateu o recorde de calor fazendo 97ºFahrenheit (37ºcelcius). André, você nem faz inveja agora. he he
Mount St. Helens
Hurricane Ridge
Bambi
sábado, 7 de julho de 2007
Volunteer Park Illegal Activities
I LOVE Volunteer Park!
Have I told you that? Yesterday after work, I had a snack and took off to Volunteer Park to wait for Eric to finish his shift. I was sitting outside on the grass, watching people hang out, play Frisbee or jog and I was thinking how lucky I am (some of us are) for having places like this. Open and free to the public.
My wondering was stopped by the arrival of at least a hundred bikers. It turned out, they were there for an illegal bike race. Among other “illegal” activities that happen on a daily basis (usually at night), this one was organized (or put together) by the messenger bikers of Seattle. It was fun to watch though it lacked the minimum safety measures: no helmets, beers passing around, cars driving through the racers and pedestrians who hadn't figured it out what was going on until the mass of bikers headed their way on the street. They had bikers from Vancouver-BC, Portland and San Francisco, even a guy from Indiana. What an interesting group of folks, let's put it that way! Starting by their attire. You would not catch me dead wearing tight cut-off pants, skater shoes and Lance Armstrong cap. Hey, kudos for their brave and bold style.
The winner was a guy from Vancouver who was much cheered by the other bikers as a hero. The organizer invited us and everybody else for a party at somebody's house. But we decided to pass, just because...I don't know if we would fit in, despite our love for bikes (and bikers). Maybe next time!
Have I told you that? Yesterday after work, I had a snack and took off to Volunteer Park to wait for Eric to finish his shift. I was sitting outside on the grass, watching people hang out, play Frisbee or jog and I was thinking how lucky I am (some of us are) for having places like this. Open and free to the public.
My wondering was stopped by the arrival of at least a hundred bikers. It turned out, they were there for an illegal bike race. Among other “illegal” activities that happen on a daily basis (usually at night), this one was organized (or put together) by the messenger bikers of Seattle. It was fun to watch though it lacked the minimum safety measures: no helmets, beers passing around, cars driving through the racers and pedestrians who hadn't figured it out what was going on until the mass of bikers headed their way on the street. They had bikers from Vancouver-BC, Portland and San Francisco, even a guy from Indiana. What an interesting group of folks, let's put it that way! Starting by their attire. You would not catch me dead wearing tight cut-off pants, skater shoes and Lance Armstrong cap. Hey, kudos for their brave and bold style.
The winner was a guy from Vancouver who was much cheered by the other bikers as a hero. The organizer invited us and everybody else for a party at somebody's house. But we decided to pass, just because...I don't know if we would fit in, despite our love for bikes (and bikers). Maybe next time!
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