Lily: Back in time

You can now follow Lily's thoughts and rants here at Perfect Accent Without a Trace of English . It's a younger Lily, but has the same spirit. Start from the beginning, since it's in chronological order.

Oh, well.

That's the only thing I can say when I realize I love this blog, but it may be over.
Hum!

I love my job

On Friday, they're sending out with digital cameras to capture and think about beauty. All day. And it will be sunny and 78 degrees.

Napoleonic common sense (which means zero)

Sarkozy's move to completely ban the burka in public is not only a violation of personal freedom, it's also the fastest way to increase resentment and acts of retaliations.

When good gringo goes bad Hispanic

You would imagine having NBC participating in a Hispanic network would give you 30 Rock in Spanish. Wishful thinking, darling. This is what we get: more freaking novelas... like if the interactive factor would make it better.

Immigration à la Gertrude Stein

An accent is an accent is an accent is an accent is an accent.

Not a symptom of learning disabilities or mental challenges.

Dedicated to morons the world over. 

Latest aquisitions

Bonito and I usually go to Long Island to get plants, but given the schizophrenic specimens we've gotten the last few times (we even got a sociopath Lilac), we have opted for plain Home Depot in Queens to get this season's new guests for the terrace. Among them,
-Two rosemarys: Ero and Tico.
-A Roma tomato plant, Calígula.
-A Beefy steak tomato plant, Atila.
-A pansey, Ursula.
We already have a Phillip the 1st (of Spain) and a Phillip the 2nd (also of Spain), and a bunch of bamboo shoots called The Aragonese.
The sociopath Lilac is called the Diva.

Better than my therapist

My friend GT sent me this personality analysis made by http://typealyzer.com based on my writing.

"The author of http://www.ifonlymyenglishwerebetter.com/  is of the type:
ISTP - The Mechanics: The independent and problem-solving type. They are especially attuned to the demands of the moment and are highly skilled at seeing and fixing what needs to be fixed. They generally prefer to think things out for themselves and often avoid inter-personal conflicts.The Mechanics enjoy working together with other independent and highly skilled people and often like seek fun and action both in their work and personal life. They enjoy adventure and risk such as in driving
race cars or working as policemen and firefighters."

Waiters in Brazil seem very forward

—Hotel beach lounge, Cambury, Brazil.
Totally Not Sexy Waiter: So, can I offer you something to drink?
Lily: Hum... what do you have?
TNSW: Passion fruit juice, beer, sodas...
Lily: Hum... I don't know. What else?
TNSW: Pineapple juice, caipirinha, rum and coke...
Lily: Hum... I don't know.
TNSW: What you need is a pinga (In Portuguese: a shot of the liquor cachaza?)
Lily: Pinga?!? (In Caribbean Spanish: A penis?!?)
TNSW: Yes, a pinga will make anybody feel good. I'll get you one.

What's up with me and Portuguese

Everytime I try to learn Portuguese I start laughing at my pronunciation and have to stop, especially when I have to say that I'm 37 years old, which for me in Spanish sounds more like I have 37 anus than years. Childish, I know.  The only words I've learned for my upcoming trip to Brazil is "Prazer," "Sim" and "Ta bom."

Totally hooked on

Yma Sumac.

Wondering...

What kind of person would I have been if I had never left? Would I have traveled as much? Heard at least a decent opera? Would I be unable to grasp the concept of tolerance? Would I still think Venezuelans don't have an accent when they speak and that all English word end in "ation"? Would I be talking about revolution, censorship and violence instead of fullfillment, meditation, wisdom, and lets be honest, neurosis?
Wow. I guess countries and cities are like people. Some allow your best traits to come out. Others...