Me and Mm

Trapped inside this contravariant!

the bus

When a person dies, part of the mankind die along.

When someone misses the bus, it is lke all the humanity has missed the bus.

After all, there's no problem in being wrong!

I came here to disagree.
If it was for agreeing, I'd rather go to a church.

The states of the States

One that looks for patterns in the initials of the names of the fifty united states will find a neater one (one or two standard deviations, in my opinion).

The top computers

That moment when you realize the desktop it`s on the top of the desk while the laptop stay on the lap.

However, anything could fit such descriptions, even a non-computer object. For example, snacks are laptops, full dishes are desktops.

Hi-Wi-Fi

The natural name for a distant high-five.

Either

Either either either either
Either either either Hitler

(Must be read with the "E" pronunciation of "either" the first, third and fifth times, and with the "I" pronunciation the second, fourth, sixth and seven times.)

Algebraically topological and grammatical jokes

Two cochains, one cup... product.

Resisting to a specific temptation

Don't pretend to be another person to make people like you. They will like the another person, not you. Be yourself.

Dear diary,

Yesterday I took a dump so huge but so huge that I was already thinking of the name of the child.

(Not to be true.)

It deserves a note. A small note.

I think Squirtle, the Pokémon, was named after the squirrel, the animal.

It may not look a big deal, but it was a big discovery for me.

I like to call the campus squirrels Squirtles, just to see what they think.

(By the way, why does Pokémon have an accent?)

doing it!

I wanted to have a first time using the expression "for its own sake" in a sentence in a natural way, without having to force it. Now I think I get it: I wanted to use the expression "for its own sake" for its own sake.

Beginning

I'll be keeping this blog to serve as a record of things I think during my day-to-day life; so I can share them (for someone eventually interested in read something different) and prevent them for being forgotten (like most of my thoughts).

This blog, it's undeniable, it's the english version of Tirando Borboletas dos Cabelos, a page I kept for years. However, there will be no translations between the blogs; each will receive the posts in original language.