Catracho Para Siempre

Puta Madre, Part II

Fri, 09 Sep 2005 21:51:14 GMT

so I haven't updated in a while and there is a lot to talk about....hmm, I am jobless now. I got fired yesterday. sucks ass. I have a lovely gf, who funny enough lost her job not long ago either. But she didn't get fired like I did. Football season started last night. That's HUGE, lol. Now I'm unavailable sundays too. I spent three days in NYC not long ago and the ultimate highlight was my visit to the Riverside Cafe. The one place in the entire island of Manhattan where any die-hard Red Sox fan can go watch a game in peace. It was amazing. From the bar shaking from the subway rumbling underneathe us (hey, the bar HAS to be in a basement, for safety's sake) to the countless memorabilia and fans that gather there. Its, no pun intended, a great underground club. Discovered my favorite dance club in the Village, its called Suba and its a trendy Latin club that plays all early 90's hits. It was a nice walk down memory lane. And, of course, the chicks and the dancing were hot :)

Anyway, that's my update for now, if anyone has any job opportunities I may be good for, please, help me out???

Mi Cumpleaños

Tue, 31 May 2005 04:17:07 GMT

Alright, so if you are reading this post, you are cordially invited to Nahum's 23rd birthday bash. It will be on June 11th at BarCelona in Hartford. That saturday will be ultimate salsa night so bring your dancing shoes on, no one that shows up will not leave without dancing with me at least one song :-) It will be a lot of fun, I guarantee it :-) For directions, questions, chit chat and jokes, email me at vergon86@yahoo.com. Melissa, yo se que no tenes 21 pero llamame que encontramos una forma para que entres! :-) And please spread the word, I know nick and otoole don't get online much, and I want them to go too, so please mel and hope, let them know. Lyska, ms. salsacracker, you better be there, I want to see your salsa moves :-D
Gracias. -Nahum

Wed, 13 Apr 2005 16:08:08 GMT

Well, last week was pretty cool. I went out on Thursday to le café du spigot in Hartford, alias The Spig. Hung out with Gabe, Val and Gio, where, after more than a couple of beers, planned our trip to Latin America. We’re gonna buy a brand new car, drive through mexico, Honduras, Colombia, Venezuela, brazil, argentina and then return through chile and peru. We said we were gonna go two years to the date, April 7th, 2007. LOL. Watch us in the “SUV Diaries”. I hung out with Erin on her birthday on Saturday, went to see Fever Pitch. Awesome movie!!! Brought great memories to mind :-D Sunday I watched the Masters and uber-cleaned the house. Its immaculate now. My sister is back from Honduras, brought me a bottle of rum *drool*

Siento que esta noche saldre
Siento que una cita tendre
Se que me comunicare
Con el Diablo

Please mark your calendars now….my birthday is on june 11. I might be moving back to Honduras the weekend following that one, so I’d really like to get together with everyone for my birthday to just say my goodbyes. I know I haven’t been the most communicative (is that even a word?) the past year or so, but it would mean the world to me if you are there. Shit. I’m gonna miss the U.S. if I go.

Te llegó la Hora

Wed, 30 Mar 2005 17:02:19 GMT

How often does it happen to you that when you sit to update this journal your mind goes blank? I've been wanting to update for a while and had several ideas but I sit now with absolutely nothing in my mind. Let's see...I'm reading a good book by Gabriel Garcia Marquez. His style is superb. My pc at home is busted (de puta madre). I need to fix it but haven't had the time. Last weekend was awesome, had a three day weekend...casino thursday, spigot friday, fam bbq sat and easter sunday. But I want to fucking dance this weekend :-D

Quiero estar contigo en una playa azul
oyendo una bossanova y tú dejándote besar.
Hoy soñe que te acostabas junto a mí,
sonriendo me oías decir no quiero despertar.

Tue, 01 Mar 2005 18:58:23 GMT

have you ever had a bum day and all of a sudden you listen or remember that perfect song that lights you up as soon as you start humming it? Doesn't necessarily have to relate to what you're going through in that moment, but its just a cool, feel-good song.

Mon, 21 Feb 2005 20:30:09 GMT

Running low on energy, last week was brutal at best....anyone got any ideas on quick picker-uppers?

Completely random things from this week.

Fri, 11 Feb 2005 13:29:16 GMT

Erin picked me up from work last night. That was cool, haven't seen her since before christmas. Made a new friend this week: ms. llwinks :-) Happy to know we can now be drinking buddies lol A guy from work didn't show up yesterday. Apparently he had a fight with his wife and now he's MIA. We're all worried now, but knowing him, he's prolly with some broad in Atlantic City. There were three birthdays in my family this week: my sister (6th), niece(8th), bro-in-law(10th), yes, I have a big family, I'm latin american, remember? we got not tv down there. Needless to say, there will be dinner, drinks, and cake somewhere tomorrow night. Hooking up with Valeria sometime tonight, I got an idea about a business we're going to go over. I think this could work, but we'll have to wait and see. I'll update later on that. And then we're going to our favorite spanish rock spot. Should be awesome, haven't been to that place since december.

Later

Mierda

Mon, 31 Jan 2005 18:03:05 GMT

alright, so this is why I don't post as much.

I hate all the fucking drama in lj. I'm tired of people using this tool as a venting machine. I'm sure you all have your troubles, but unless its advice you need on something, just deal with it. Great weekends, fun in the snow, caught a great movie, all dandy with me. My bf is cheating on me, my mom/sister/best friend is such a bitch, my teacher is such an asshole...too bad, we all deal with those things.

The fact of the matter is that if you choose to take the time to write about something that happened to you during a period of time, let it be significant enough to warrant your time. If you choose to write about something sour, you are essentially perpetuating the ugly thoughts. Not that "thinking nice thoughts" will erase everyday problems you may have, not at all. But not keeping that drama in your head might help you gain a little more perspective about how insignificant it may be.

Punks. lol

old school

Fri, 31 Dec 2004 03:04:32 GMT

:: reminiscing ::
< sigh >
Honduras. The holidays always make me remember the good ol' times. You can forget your problems in Honduras cause people will tell you their problems and trust me, they'll be worse than yours, any day of the week. Life there seems longer. Goes by slower. My childhood there was chill. I'd wake up in the morning, get some juice and sit in my neighbor’s porch, arm in arm with Angie, Kelvin aka The Bullet, Axel, Danni and we'd all try to make ourselves fit into one big hammock. We'd play some fut, all morning long. People would pass by and sit for a while and hang. Then we'd all go to the pool for a dip.
Then the water comes on (running water was accessible only at certain times) and we all go home, eat, take a shower and meet up again. That was my home. As dirty and poor as it is. When the water and lights get cut off at any random time, there’s nothing like sitting outside your house with your girl and your friends and family and just let the day pass you by.
That’s what I’m talking about.
Yo dije: " Te busco en mil lados y no se que hacer para remediar el mal. Perdimos por no querer cambiar. Si asi es como queres yo me ire muy lejos. Pero me vas a odiar y yo te voy a amar."

Happy new year everyone.

Pero todo sigue igual

Thu, 18 Nov 2004 03:03:11 GMT

He intentado todo por hacer que el tiempo desaparezca. Todo me ha sido inútil. Intente soñar por un indeterminado momento para hacer que nada pareciera tener principio ni fín. Intente mantenerme inmóvil sin parpadear por horas pero despues de un rato hubieron ruidos y movimientos que me regresaron el estado del tiempo. Bueno, intente hasta cambiar ‘la rutina diaria’ para que el tiempo me pareciera al reves. Despertar por la tarde y acostarme al amanecer, cenar a las tres de la manana y tomar el desayuno al anochecer. Vestirme, para nadie, de traje y corbata, cuando mi familia se echaba a dormir, pero mis intentos fueron en vano.

El tiempo siempre haya una forma de alcanzarnos. Vivir una especie de crisis de media vida a mis 22 años no es facil. No tener ni un principio ni un final, una razon para amar ni despreciar parece dejarme sin un sentido por el cual levantarme por las mananas y estar gozoso por estar en esta tierra. Muchos diran que mis intentos de encontrarme son tontas. Pero son lo que son: intentos. Al fin del día lo único que me quedan son esos intentos fallídos de querer saber por que hacemos lo que hacemos. Son intentos fallídos que de una u otra manera se vuelven mi identidad que en vez se vuelven la razon por la que me levanto. Se vuelven mi propia rutina.

Me dejan saber que hasta los que dicen ser locos tambien viven bajo las mismas reglas escritas para los demas.

Thu, 04 Nov 2004 16:47:10 GMT

Friends and liars don't wait for me
I'll get on all by myself
I put millions of miles
under my heels
and still too close to you
I feel

Tue, 28 Sep 2004 23:13:07 GMT

hello boys and girls,
just wanted to pass along my new email address: vergon86@yahoo.com. Please send me all email here as I am no longer at the hartford. gracias locos

Pinga Session

Thu, 02 Sep 2004 09:12:55 GMT

So. Its 5am and I can't sleep. So I'll post. Got news tonight that the mother of a good friend of our's passed away on monday night. They're gonna take her body back to honduras so she can be buried over there cause that's how she would've wanted it.
If I were to die any time soon, I think I would want to be buried in honduras too. Though of course it doesn't matter where my body comes to rest, I think I'd like to return to my country. Or cremated. I really don't see the point of spending 20 to 30 grand on a funeral for my dead body. I mean, I'm dead, right?

The Indefensible Position

Wed, 01 Sep 2004 17:51:53 GMT

A pack of cigarettes has to be the most satisfying purchase of any given day. There's sheer volume, for one thing. You're not buying five or ten of anything, not even a dozen. Not us. We're buying 20 moments. Twenty chances to unfold our ancient lighter, with the associated pleasure of 20 whiffs of butane and the minimum 20 thumb-rasps on the flint. But go further. Twenty trips to the coutyard, where other smokers gather to lean against doorways, kicking at their shoes. In every city, outside every office, we congregate. We are a nation unto ourselves. The handshake. The tapping of the cigarette against the palm. The first curl of smoke against the eye. We've bought into something with that pack. Twenty first drags. Twenty glances at the sky, 20 conversations about the Patriots or about that rain cloud, about your sister or the other guy's girlfriend, about how much you hate the war, about how good the breeze feels when the sun is falling behind the trees.

In another era, these would be our moments of repose, the kind of things painters would concentrate on. In a more forward-thinking culture, you might expect workers to be forced to step outside 20 times a day, to give themselves three minutes to every 30, to gather in small pods, if only for the sheer accident of conversation. For all their troubles, smokers get this much. We are drawn to it. Despite ourselves, despite the flood of warnings and sidelong glances, despite the castigations of children and government alike, smokers locate themselves in their day and we pause.

Hasta las pelotas me duelen

Mon, 14 Jun 2004 17:28:17 GMT

whew! what a weekend...first the happy hour on friday...then golf sat, then dancing at carioca sat night, then bbq sunday, then bowling sunday night with Nick. I'm physically hurting today, need some rest.

Sat, 12 Jun 2004 13:33:15 GMT

Last night's happy hour was a huge success! Thanks for everyone who came. Thanks to Marie for sticking out till the end even after I *almost* yakked on you. Didn't even wake up with a hangover today :-)

Thu, 10 Jun 2004 01:36:33 GMT

The first time I saw you
You were chasing down
A cyclone
All alone in a field
With rail yards and clovers
I kept rolling on and never thought
You'd wind up chasing me

Well settle down I won't hesitate
To hit the highway
Before you lay me to waste
Settle up and I'll help you find
Something to drive
Before you drive me insane

You're tired of walking and you
Loathe the ground
The sidewalk will barely
Touch your feet and life moves
Too slowly to hold you down
With ringing hands
You take it out on me

So get yourself a car and drive it all night long
Get yourself a car and ride it on the wind

I knew it, i just never said it HAHA

Mon, 07 Jun 2004 05:23:38 GMT

Am I cool or uncool? [CLICK]

You are Super-Cool!

Woah! Step back - the future's so bright for you it's blinding me! You are the coolest of the cool. Everyone looks up to you as the benchmark for being coooool. The fonze was your grandfather. Any cooler and you'd freeze! WOO it's chilly in here.

Cool quizzes at Go-Quiz.com

but I always felt like a nerd....

Thu, 03 Jun 2004 19:33:33 GMT

Stayed home from work today to take care of the mom and the pop. One can't do a lot of physical activities and the other has a swollen knee. Mom and pop are getting old. amazing, I still think they're in their forties...

Feeling outdoorsy this weekend. Anyone wanna do something this weekend?

Que pedos

Fri, 28 May 2004 16:25:44 GMT

aaahh...the three day weekend is finally here...
TO DO this weekend:
1. Date tonight (drinks and dancing WILL be fun. Haven't done salsa in a long ass time)
2. NYC all day sat...manhattan in the morning, soccer at whitestone park at 3, benihana at night. (note to self: Do NOT bring gabe, he WILL get drunk again)
3. Hope's and my aunt's bbq on sunday.
4. Sleeping and hanging out with nina on monday.

aaahh...the three day weekend is finally here...

Great weekend

Mon, 03 May 2004 18:42:25 GMT

An 18 hole round accompanied by some drinking makes for a great weekend, but an even better saturday. Finished the night gambling...at my granparents house. Made out with $8.

Sunday was the art opening for mel, congrats! :-) Happy to see her work on display like a big shot artiste. Good to see Hope there! It had been too long since we had last hung out. Sunday night was spent watching Lost In Translation. Good movie. Makes me wanna move to Japan. Then flipping in between the next to last The Practice and The Man Show. That dude got his ass beat by Tonya Harding!

Dreamt of peace and comfort and patience last night, made for a great morning....and work today has been good yet unproductive. A couple of things are on my mind. The type of things that are unexpected.

The Story of the Other

Sun, 02 May 2004 06:06:24 GMT

A guy runs into an old friend, who has been trying to make it in life, without any luck. "I'm gonna have to let him borrow some money" he thinks. As it turns out, that night, he finds out that his friend is really rich and he has returned to town to pay all of the debt he's amassed all of these years.

They went to a bar they'd been to in their old times and he pays everyone's tab. When they ask him what the secret of his success is, he responds that until a few days earlier he had been living as The Other.

"Who is The Other?" he was asked.
"The Other is that who I was taught to be, but who isn't me. The Other believes that man's purpose is to spend your entire life finding ways to make money so you have something you retire with when you grow old. He thinks and plans so much that he only discovers that he is alive when his days on earth are about to end. By then it is too late." he answered.
"And who are you?"
"I am what any of us is, if you listen to your heart. A person astonished and impressed by the mysteries of life, that is open to miracles, that feels joy and happiness in what he does. Only that The Other, afraid of failure, never let me act."
"But suffering exists." said the people at the bar.
"Defeats exist. Nobody is exempt from them. That's why its better to lose a few battles in the struggle for our dreams that being defeated without knowing what you are for fighting in the first place."
"That's all?" they asked.
"Yes. When I realized that, I decided to be who I've always wanted to be. The Other was left behind in my room, watching me. I never let him get back in again, though sometimes he tried to warn me about the risk in not acting as the rest."

Grow a pair

Thu, 29 Apr 2004 07:36:21 GMT

I really dislike people who don't go for it.
If its something you want that bad, but you don't go for it, you didn't want it in the first place. It really irritates me when what you want, what you need is just there, yours if you reach for it. All it takes is a little effort and a little sweat. Its just fucking nice that some people in this world are satisfied with absolutely nothing.

On another note, went to nyc for dinner with some old friends. On the Unintentional Comedy Scale, few things can top late night dinners in NYC -- just tables and tables of drunk people looking like holy hell, throwing down food and telling inane stories from their night on the town. If the "World Series of Poker" can be televised, then this should be its own show -- "Dinner in NYC" -- with waitresses wearing HelmetCams, sideline reporters and everything else. Like you wouldn't watch.

Why eat dinner so late? Because they wouldn't seat us right away, thanks to Gabi, who was wearing a t-shirt emblazoned with the words "Save Africa. Use a condom." in fuscia and khaki shorts...to Spark's Steakhouse? I don't think so. Oh yeah, and by the time we had dinner at 11, he was in rough shape. Two Red Bull and Vodkas = fine. Four Red Bull and Vodkas = not fine. Four Red Bull and Vodkas, multiple shots and a "Dirty Sex with a Crocodile" = genuinely drunk. He was snoring by the time we crossed the Triboro on the way back.

Work in the morning should be interesting. Let's see if I make it.

vegas, baby

Thu, 15 Apr 2004 14:58:31 GMT

going to vegas memorial weekend. If you care to join, give me a call. Will be booking hotel and airfare for $453 altogether on friday the 23rd. Staying at the MGM leaving the 29th returning the 1st. This is my birthday celebration, so if you could come, that would be awesome!

On another note, I had an interview over the phone with a job hunter in barcelona...I realize that while cost of living is a lot cheaper overseas especially when you're earning dollars instead of the local currency, they pay a lot less than they do in the states...I'm not taking no ten grand pay cut...hell no!

aahh, warm weather....

Tue, 06 Apr 2004 17:02:43 GMT

So lately I've been seriously considering working abroad. This morning I sent out my resume for three jobs, one in costa rica, one in dublin and one in brazil. I hope I hear back from them. I am not expecting more than a couple of interviews, just to see if there is a place for me outside of these cubicles. If they find me interesting, then I will consider the possibilities more seriously later this year. I'd like to be gone by this time next year, so we'll see. I'm excited cause they all sounded extremely interesting, the downside being that I wouldn't be under the tutelage of a world-class dba like I am now, my mentor is really one of the brightest people I've ever known. It'd be a shame to throw away that learning opportunity, but I feel ready, and more than anything, I need a change of environment. I need the year-round warm weather, the beach, the challenges and open doors for networking to lead to my own consulting firm. Of course, dublin is nowhere close to being sunny year-round, but I want to see what the european market is like.

wish me luck...I'll need it.