1. a feeling of longing, melancholy, or nostalgia that is supposedly characteristic of the Portuguese or Brazilian temperament.

One thing that I miss the most in these days is to call to my grandma and talk to her. No, she is still alive but in no condition to talk as we used to. I think if she could choose live like that or be star stuff, I have no doubts that she would be star stuff, but this is another complex subject…

I used to call her almost everyday, you know, for chit chat. Sometimes I wanted to tell her something that have happened to me, or something funny that I knew she would laugh a lot or sometimes I was feeling sad and just talking to her would lift my mood instantly.

Frequently now I have this urge to get the phone and call her and have just some chit chat, hear her voice, hear her laughing and tell her how much I miss her and how much difference she made in my life. But you know, sometimes our brains are douche-bags, I just feel that “I’ll call Grandma” and one second after I remember that I can’t do it anymore.


I’m not lost

not lost

I stopped telling myself that I’m lost.

I’m not.

I’m on a road with no destination, I’m just driving with hope that I’ll find a place that I like and I’ll stay there.

I’m not lost, I’m on my way.

The hard task of get a feral sick cat

cat trap

For the past week I was trying to get a feral cat that lives around us and seems to be very, very sick to take it to the vet. Well, after rent a big trap from the shelter, 3 cans of cat food, tuna and make the trap comfy, I just gave up.

I don’t know if the cat is too dumb or too smart to be catch. Maybe the dumb one was me. 😛

Be bold, be wild, til the end lil’ cat.

Facebook and small businesses

Facebook boost your business

Last March 04 I had the opportunity to participate in a special event that Facebook held for Women in Small Businesses in the Bay Area.

It was mostly about how you can use Facebook Ads to grow your small business and I must say, I was impressed on how easy and cool the new tools are. You can see most of the things they talked about in the Facebook for Business website. I really liked all the audiences/targeting new stuff, pretty cool you upload a list of your current clients and Facebook match them with new possible clients! The best part is that we didn’t need to take notes, all the tips, how-tos, videos are available on their eLearning tool.

I loved see the success cases, all women local small businesses owners talking and sharing their experiences like before and after, or how much they had grew and how they explore new opportunities through buildings audiences with specific needs.

Inspiring and empowering.

be merry

be merry

I want to be merry too…

After all 2014 was a great year, but I want to be merry for the right reasons.

I’m merry for my son, my partner, my family, my godson, my friends, my Configr team, my dog lovers fellows, my mentors, my doctor, my squirrels, my shelter dogs… all of you made my 2014 brighter.

Thank you!

I’m merry for a lot of other people too, their work and passion make possible a better life for all humankind and animals and their curiosity is leading us to further, to infinite and beyond, to know and understand a little bit more of our world where the sky isn’t the limit anymore. We want to know more, be better, be healthier, be wiser… to those people: thank you!

I’m merry for the people that:

  • give amputees pretty new prosthetic arms controlled by their thoughts;
  • give to dogs new printed legs to run;
  • 3D printers and their cool uses;
  • work hard to save and rehabilitate animals in need;
  • fight against ignorance, like Bill Nye, Neil deGrasse Tyson, John Stewart, American Atheists, Carl Sagan, etc.;
  • works at Nasa, you rock!
  • fight for equality, freedom and civil rights, from the things of everyday life to the big causes;
  • respect others, no matter color, gender or sexual orientation;
  • do good for goodness’s sake not waiting for a reward or for fearing a raging imaginary friend.

“I know I was born and I know that I’ll die… The in between is mine. I Am Mine” ― Eddie Vedder

Be merry!

coming out

I want to know

mom, dad, family and friends

I know that this could be hard for you, after all those years, discover something about me this way. I know that some of you’ll think “I knew it!” and other will be surprised, even saying “What I did wrong???”, but I can’t ignore this urge to tell the truth, to finally accept and be accepted by who I truly am.

I’m just tired to lie to you, to go on this façade that is consuming for me. You did nothing wrong, you tried your best, I tried to, for so long, tried to fit, to understand, to find myself but each time that I tried it just got worse and I had more doubts instead of answers. I feel free this way, I can now understand that accepting the true can really set you free.

Of course that this was/is not easy for me too, far from it. I still need to clean myself from years trying to fit, trying to find reason where there was none. I still have so much to learn, to change, to let this guilt without reason go away, to let behind this weight of hundreds of years of shaming and fear.

*Yes, I am an atheist and I’m proud of that. *

I know that this is not for everybody and most of people, sadly, still don’t accept, respect or understand. I’m happy that I can finally find peace when I look to the world with my new eyes. I can finally understand that some things aren’t important anymore, that power, money, greed, jealous, hate, prejudice, ignorance, darkness, these things mean nothing in face of the new values as love, respect, ephemeralness, freedom and equality.

I don’t hate gods, I just don’t believe they exist. Maybe I change my mind when I saw any evidence, but now, I can’t.

I don’t care if you have a religion or not, if you believe in one or many gods or in the flying spaghetti monster, I don’t care, really. For me, since you’re a good person, you respect me and respect the others, fine, perfect, but please, don’t try convert me, don’t shame me, don’t try inflict your beliefs on other people, and most important, never, ever, try to run over the civil rights of those who do not think like you. Never.

It’s very simple, should not be this difficult to live in peace.

p.s.: I feel good outside of the closet. 😉


caroll and Andre

Some days, after a voice call with my son, I keep thinking that I wasn’t that bad at all. He always shows me that expected part that we all received from our parents, but he added some brand new things, that most of times, amazes me. Oh of course we had some bad moments, but even they are part of our life, these moments help us decide (in the hard way) what we want to be, open our eyes.

For a long time I worried because I didn’t raise my child to be a good Christian. I raised him to be a good person, a good human being. Mostly because how could I teach my son about the unquestionable truths of God if even I couldn’t believe on it myself?

I tried, really, I had good religious friends and family and some of them opened opportunities that I could learn more about theirs religion. I studied in a public school most of life, and in that time, everybody should learn Catholicism. Few teachers had balls enough to teach about other religions, and they were not seen as good teachers by the school. Dark age? No, no, mid 80’s and 90’s. I saw a little bit of everything and nothing could really makes sense to me, even the Flying Spaghetti Monster seemed to be a better choice.

Well, I gave up. I can’t remember the last time I went to a church, and none was by my will, someone died, someone married, or something like that. Everything is so theatrical that I had problems to hold back laughter.

So, I never could force my son to these things. I always said to myself that when he became a grown up he could choose, and he did. But he didn’t wait for the religion to say what was right or wrong, what he could or couldn’t do. He used all his background to decide all these things. He doesn’t hide behind any religion to make his decisions or defend his point of view.

He is young, and so, he has that burning passion, that faith where everyone should be respected, despite gender, sexual orientation, politics, race, religion or hair color, and being that way when you were born in a place with so many social differences, prejudice, misogyny and corruption, after all, is a triumph.

Help Debian Project


Do you want to help Debian Project and don’t know how to start?

You can start with DDTP — Debian Description Translation Project. 🙂

Let me tell you why…

  • You are going to help people that can’t read English to find their packages.
  • Translating for DDTP is easy, you can do it from anywhere, you just need Internet conection.
  • You just have 10 minutes a day? Perfect! Usually, the DDTP texts have between one and three short paragraphs.
  • Not sure if you’ll like it? You can start just reviewing translations.
  • You can practice your English writing skills.
  • You can get in touch with many Debian volunteers and learn a lot.
  • It’s fun!

Sounds good for you? See here how to start.




Numbers, numbers, give numbers to them!

GPL use in Debian on the rise: study

I love when people do researches and publish that, with facts, numbers and statistics. So better than wake up in the morning, drink some bad coffee and says: “I think that the use of GPL is decreasing”.

Read it, don’t believe in FUD and be happy. 🙂


Lately I’m feeling a little bit frustrated. Not in life, that is going great, BTW, but with some aspects about live and work in community. I found myself thinking “OMG, what now?!” before read one more tweet in my timeline or some new message in a mailing list.

It’s hard to see people around the project trying to explain to other people some things that should be considered natural as breathing. I tell you, is a bad thing feel ashamed by the actions of others. I shouldn’t, but I do. Until not long ago (and believe me, sometimes I still do) I felt myself not worthy of being part of this world, but in recent days I’m feeling a lot better because I do know when things are wrong and people are talking nonsense around.

You could stop drinking coffee at all because you burned your tongue this morning? Or could you live alone forever if someone leave you with your heart broken?

I understand that some things hurts a lot, and I think that take a long time to decrease pain and you can think about the episode in a rational way. But this time comes for everyone with 32 teeth. I just think that is unfair to blame all coffee in the world because I burned my tongue in some bad coffeehouse around. I’m simplifying the problem? Maybe yes, maybe no.

I like very much of that famous speech of Steve Jobs at Stanford in 2005, and about simplifying things, I always remember that part:

“Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure – these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.”

Yeah, I know, not easy, isn’t it?

But what we can do? Live with fear of being hurt again? Live with the fear of fail again? Live of the fear of not be good enough? This would be a pathetic little life. We should grow up, accept our mistakes, learn with them, understand that there will always be assholes with no conscience and try again. But never, ever punish people who work like (or harder than) us, to build a better world, because of our fear.

I can’t help but thinking in that people who like to take advantage of the project’s name but not want to give anything in return… and I think we’ve enough of them.