Eternal Youth And Immortality

The search of eternal youth is often confused with the fruitless attempt to seek immortality. That's not to say crazy efforts had not been exercised by some for that impossible aim. The magazine 'Science' had published the result of 20 years of Investigation and experiments on primates, with the conclusion that if the food in take is 30% less, as long as respecting the proportion of all essential nutrients, the males would live longer and the females very much longer.

Whether this effect would apply to humans is not known yet. Considering that this new law, biologically speaking, also works with rats and worms, it's encouraging to continue investigating the possibility of including humans. Nothing is said whether such experiment is being studied, at least not officially, but outside the laboratories, people automatically cut down on their food consumption during summer, simply by losing appetite due to the heat, or by design with the objective of looking slimmer in bikinis and tight swimming trunks. In either case, the prospect is the same according to the science, you live longer.

Adding to that is the concluded fact that now what was deemed as impossible before with regard to certain illnesses, diseases and operations, are now found to be possible. Most encouraging is the discovery that losing one's kidney as result of illness, accident or donation, the remaining kidney can grow notably, to compensate the functionality of the other.

A team of medical science investigators in Spain has discovered in rats the protein 'Tweak' that is responsible to regulate the division of cells, increase their number and therefore the renal mass, according to the work of the team, directed by Alberto Ortiz, and published recently in the 'Journal of Cell and Molecular medicine'.

The same team is also investigating on finding Anti-Tweak, because, positive though it is to regenerate cells to the injured kidney, this protein can also induce the division of tumorous cells! What then? Eeny, meey, miny moe ... ?

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How Sexy Can A Beach Be?

A beach denotes different things to different people in different times. In the past, generally, it's where you went to relax, maybe even swim, but certainly to laze about doing nothing in particular. Read a book maybe, take a nap, get a bit of colour on the pale winter skin, and build sand castles just to do something.

Today it's quite something else. It's a redoubt of solace, to let go and let the hair down, a place to give vent to one's feelings, to get golden brown, to show off your near perfect physic, to play and to indulge in games and pleasures, to sing and dance, to party and, why not, to flirt and to make love.

I rarely look at Spanish TV, but I caught a new programme by chance called 'Arena Mix' or, in English, 'Sand Mix'. The camera takes you to the beaches of Spain, showing what's new, different, interesting, daring or strange, weird; focusing mainly on the excessive of anything, and of course people and their activities, the more exotic and unusual of the human specimens and, most of all, near naked bodies, especially women's. The colourful conglomeration of the human fauna.

The first episode, by chance or design, captured scenes on the Barcelona beach like a garden of sex and a pleasure park, fun, games and love play, music and alcohol, a showcase of naked bodies and absolute abandon.That makes the beaches of Roses, my town, rather tame and maybe old fashioned. There are no lack of activities here either, day and late into night on the beaches, but are mainly organises games, gymnastic displays by experts but inviting the public to join in following their examples; competitions of all sorts, acrobatic dancing and yes, sand castle building.

Either they keep the more daring or scandalous activities for the middle of the night on the beach in Roses, or the scenes in Barcelona beach are part of the television programme to boost up the rating, do you think?

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Current Mood: Chipper

The Pretenders - Chrissie Hynde

It's the night of the Pretenders, In the inauguration of the festival of Porta Ferrada, in Spain. The whole band came onto the stage, with Chrissie amongst the musicians, without any hullabaloo. There was no ceremonial presentation, simply 'One, two three' for the music to begin playing.

In tight jeans, boots, a sleeveless top, waistcoat; and the same hairstyle of the last 40 years, Chrissie Hynde began to sing. An hour and a half and 20+ songs later, the audience left drunk with happiness, nostalgic but comforted and contented. Most of the songs were as old as her hairstyle, so familiar as meeting up with a beloved old friend, the memory once more reminded and strengthened. A perfect summer evening; better not possible.

First of all because Chrissie is far from transcendence. She doesn't want to change the world if she can't add something good to it with her songs. Secondly because her songs are the type that gains value with time, as time always respects and treats well good music and well composed songs. Third, because Chrissie has conserved splendidly her incredible voice. Fourth, because her charisma too has increased with time, that just her image alone fills the entire stage, with a mixture of authority and fragility so endearing as well as captivating; her personality and comportment of an uncomplicated woman is amiable and reachable.

Lastly because, although she looks remarkably youthful, she never tries to appear in any of her concerts what the passing of years can't conceal. She values her artistic quality, not biological plus and minus..

Chrissie could have sung in whatever style but she wishes to stick faithfully to classics, the good and the perennial. From her 'Don't get me wrong' to 'Middle of the road'; versions like 'Forever young' of Dylan and themes like the recent work 'Boots of Chinese plastic' and 'Rosalee'.

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Current Mood: Artistic

Live Rock Concert Without Fans - Love Of The Lesbian

Life concert without a single fan cheering, screaming or applauding. The pop-rock band of Barcelona inaugurated the first exclusive on-line spectacle a few years ago. According to the organisers, 2,785 people following the entire event directly on Internet, and were able to interact during the performance, sending comments and short messages which showed up in a large screen on the stage.

Only a small number of bloggers had entrance tickets previously acquired, after participating in a lucky draw - also online -, to be able to enjoy the concert directly in the location of the performance. It opened with 'allí donde solíamos gritar' (That's where we used to scream), the first and one of the most successful themes in their last album.

The group is well connected with the latest technology. Since their beginning, has maintain very close relationship with their followers through Internet. Despite a concert without any fans, the show was packed with solid contents more so than habitually, and there's no lacking in the feedback from the public. "I had expected it to be much colder" confessed Santi Balmes, the singer in the band.

The combined old themes like 'Noches reversibles' (Reversible nights), with their latest work like 'Fans of John Boy' or 'Second Attack', in keeping with the thematic of the festival, Nights of the full moon. They also played a version of 'Son of the moon' of Mecano.

At the end, the virtual public could chat with the members of the group, who responded to every question. This was the first of many concerts planned to be shown under the theme of 'Nights of the full moon', the festival of concerts on Internet.

'Love of lesbian'. Intriguing the name they chose for the group. I wondered whether anybody asked them why. As far as I know, there seems to be no trace or the slightest indication of the group members themselves being either lesbians or homosexuals. Their's is simply good and lively pop-rock. www.eristoffinternativefestival.com

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Current Mood: Artistic

Because I'm a man ...

When I lock my keys in the car, I will fiddle with a wire long after hypothermia has set in.

Because I'm a man ...

When the car isn't running very well, I will pop the hood and stare at the engine as if I know what I'm looking at. If another man shows up, one of us will say to the other, "I used to be able to fix these things, but now with all these computers and everything, I wouldn't, know
Where to start." We will then drink beer.

Because I'm a man ...
When I catch a cold, I need someone to bring me soup and take care of me while I lie in bed and moan. You're a woman. You never get as sick as I do, so for you this isn't a problem.

Because I'm a man ...
I can be relied upon to purchase basic groceries at the store, like milk or bread. I cannot be expected to find exotic items like "cumin" or "tofu." For all I know, these are the same thing. And never, under any circumstances, expect me to pick up anything for which "feminine
Hygiene product" is a euphemism.

Because I'm a man ...

When one of our appliances stops working, I will insist on taking it apart, despite evidence that this will just cost me twice as, much once the repair person gets here and has to put it back together.

Because I'm a man ...

I must hold the television remote control in my hand while I watch TV. If the thing has been misplaced, I may miss a whole show looking for it (though one time I was able to survive by holding a calculator).

Because I'm a man ...

I don't think we're all that lost, and no, I don't think we should stop and ask someone. Why would you listen to a complete stranger? I mean, how the hell could he know where we're going?

Because I'm a man ...
There is no need to ask me what I'm thinking about. The answer is always either sex, cars, beer, or football. I have to make up something else when you ask, so don't ask.

Because I'm a man ...
I do not want to visit your mother, or have your mother come visit us, or talk to her when she calls, or think about her any more than I have to. Whatever you got her for Mother's Day is okay; I don't need to see it. And don't forget to pick up something for my mother, too.

Because I'm a man ...
You don't have to ask me if I liked the movie. Chances are, if you're crying at the end of it, I didn't.

Because I'm a man ...
I think what you're wearing is fine. I thought what you were wearing five minutes ago was fine, too. Either pair of shoes is fine. With the belt or without it---looks fine. Your hair is fine. You look fine. Can we just go now?

Because I'm a man ...
And this is, after all, the year 2009, I will share equally in the housework. You just do the laundry, the cooking, the gardening, the cleaning, the vacuuming, and the dishes, and I'll do the rest.

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