Finished with my woman 'cause
She couldn't help me with my mind
People think I'm insane because
I am frowning all the time
All day long I think of things
But nothing seems to satisfy
Think I'll lose my mind
If I don't find something to pacify
Can you help me
Occupy my brain?
Oh yeah
I need someone to show me
The things in life that I can't find
I can't see the things that make
True happiness, I must be blind
Make a joke and I will sigh
And you will laugh and I will cry
Happiness I cannot feel
And love to me is so unreal
And so as you hear these words
Telling you now of my state
I tell you to enjoy life
I wish I could but it's too late
Cuidado que ese comentario proviene de un LLM de inteligencia artificial, como indica la firma y ha vuelto a señalar el propio usuario.
Más que nada, porque la IA lo que hace bien es sonar convincente en temas de los que alguien no sabe o sabe poco, independientemente de lo que sea la realidad.
Así que ahí puede haber una mezcla de datos y problemas reales, de fusile de uno o varios expertos con relleno para que suene más creíble y menos incierto, en un momento en el que la gente exige explicaciones para ya. Cuando los análisis rigurosos necesitan de tiempo para acudir a los datos, analizarlos e interpretarlos, y solo entonces se puede saber nada con seguridad, y puede que ni siquiera entonces al 100%.
Por otro lado, y por lo que sea, el análisis de IA en cuestión tiene un punto catastrofista y derrotista que también me estaba escamando. Que no quita que lo que haya ocurrido se supone que no tendría que haber pasado y habrá que poner remedio para que no vuelva a pasar. Pero que con las cosas cuesta arriba y fallos varios se recupere de cero la red en menos de un día tampoco es moco de pavo...
@Stieg Alguien que parece que sabe de lo que habla decía en rtve que la caída del 60% es la respuesta del sistema para protegerse de lo que sea que ha causado el problema, que está por determinar. Que ante la situación que sea, esas partes de desconectan, y como lo que fuera era tan gordo, pues la caída y desconexión también. Y luego no queda otra que restaurar progresivamente y poco a poco, como se fue haciendo...
Pero que no se sabe, que no se puede saber antes de analizar la información minuciosamente, y que como es mucha información se tardará en saber con seguridad.
How much wood would a woodchuck chuck
If a woodchuck could chuck wood?
Woodchuck could chuck wood
Woodchuck could chuck wood
How much wood would a woodchuck chuck
If a woodchuck could chuck wood?
Woodchuck could chuck wood
Woodchuck could chuck wood
How much wood would a woodchuck chuck
If a woodchuck could chuck wood?
Woodchuck could chuck wood
Woodchuck could chuck wood
How much wood would a woodchuck chuck
If a woodchuck could chuck wood?
Woodchuck could chuck wood
Woodchuck could chuck wood
I got diamonds on my shoes
I got temper like a fuse
I'm so good in the woods
Stealing money, Robin Hood
You need to stop and listen
Work that body, go twist it
Stop and listen
(That bitch is crazy)
On the first part of the journey I was looking at all the life
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings
The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz
And the sky with no clouds
The heat was hot and the ground was dry
But the air was full of sound
I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
After two days in the desert Sun my skin began to turn red
After three days in the desert fun, I was looking at a river bed
And the story it told of a river that flowed
Made me sad to think it was dead
You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Por cierto, el Smithsonian se va a desvincular de la Biodiversity Heritage Library, lo anunciaron hace un par de días y lo acabo de enviar... (apenas es el repositorio digital de textos históricos sobre biodiversidad).
Suena a movimiento para prevenir posibles destrozos por parte del zanahorio, dado que ha puesto la diana en el Smithsonian.
Baby, you understand me now?
If sometimes you see that I'm mad
Don'tcha know that no one alive can always be an angel?
When everything goes wrong, you see some bad
But oh, I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
You know sometimes, baby I'm so carefree
Oh, with a joy that's hard to hide
And then sometimes again it seems that all I have is worry
And then you're bound to see my other side
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
If I seem edgy
I want you to know
I never mean to take it out on you
Life has its problems
And I get more than my share
But that's me one thing I never mean to do
'Cause I love you
Oh, baby, I'm just human
Don't you know I have faults like anyone?
Sometimes I find myself alone regretting some little foolish thing
Some simple thing that I've done
'Cause I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
Don't let me be misunderstood
I try so hard so please don't let me be misunderstood
No, no, no, please
Eva María se fué buscando el sol en la playa
Con su maleta de piel, y su biquini de rayas
Ella se marchó, y solo me dejó, recuerdos de su ausencia
Sin la menor indulgencia Eva María se fue
Paso las noches así, pensando en eva maría
Cuando no puedo dormir, miro su fotografía
Que bonita esta bañandose en el mar, tostandose en la arena
Mientras yo siento la pena de vivir sin su amor
¿Que voy a hacer, que voy a hacer?
¿Que voy a hacer si Eva María se fue?
¿Que voy a hacer, que voy a hacer?
¿Que voy a hacer si Eva María se fué?
Apenas puedo vivir, pensando si ella me quiere.
Si necesita de mi, y si es amor lo que siente,
Ella se marchó y solo me dejó recuerdos de su ausencia.
Sin la menor indulgencia Eva María se fue.
Que voy a hacer. Que voy a hacer.
Que voy a hacer si eva maría se fue.
Que voy a hacer. Que voy a hacer.
Que voy a hacer si Eva María se fue.
Eva María se fué buscando el sol en la playa
Con su maleta de piel y su biquini de rayas
Eva María se fue buscando el sol en la playa
Con su maleta de piel y su biquini de rayas
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
Dear God, I know I was one
My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
And my father was a gamblin' man
Way down in New Orleans
And the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's a drunk
Oh, mother, tell your children
Not to do what I have done
To spend your lives in sin and misery
In the house of the rising sun
I got one foot on the platform
And another on the train
And I'm going back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
Dear God, I know I was one
Dear God, I know I was the one
Wake in a sweat again
Another day's been laid to waste
In my disgrace
Stuck in my head again
Feels like I'll never leave this place
There's no escape
I'm my own worst enemy
I've given up
I'm sick of feeling
Is there nothing you can say?
Take this all away
I'm suffocating
Tell me what the fuck is wrong with me
I don't know what to take
Thought I was focused, but I'm scared
I'm not prepared
I hyperventilate
Looking for help somehow, somewhere
And no one cares
I'm my own worst enemy
I've given up
I'm sick of feeling
Is there nothing you can say?
Take this all away
I'm suffocating
Tell me what the fuck is wrong with me
God
Put me out of my misery
Put me out of my misery
Put me out of my
Put me out of my fucking misery
I've given up
I'm sick of feeling
Is there nothing you can say?
Take this all away
I'm suffocating
Tell me what the fuck is wrong with me
Lo decía porque las directrices y regulaciones patrias a menudo son contradictorias, y te dicen que hagas una cosa cuando en realidad esperan que hagas otras. Y capaces son de penalizarte porque haces lo que debes en lugar de lo que se espera que hagas.
@Gurriato Creo que faltaría la parte de que los responsables del parque cuentan con que la gente dé comer a los patos, aunque lo tengan prohibido, para ahorrarse el pienso correspondiente. De tal manera que si la gente no les diera de comer, se morirían...
@lamonjamellada Para mí no tiene ni el más mínimo sentido, a estas alturas. Que en 1927 Gance hiciera algo tirando a épico-nacionalista (su película estaba pensada para proyectarse sobre tres pantallas alineadas, cada una con un tinte de color ligeramente diferente para recordar los colores de la bandera francesa), todavía tenía su aquel, por la época y por las innovaciones de todo tipo que introdujo (por ejemplo, la utilización de planos subjetivos).
Que llegue un notas y se marque una sobrada en inglés, según los parámetros caducos y cansinos habituales de ensalzar al señor de turno y con la complejidad del mecanismo de un chupete, pues igual pudo existir el momento para algo así, pero desde luego no es ahora...
And so I face the final curtain
My friend, I'll say it clear
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain
I've lived a life that's full
I travelled each and every highway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way
Regrets, I've had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption
I planned each charted course
Each careful step along the byway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way
Yes, there were times
I'm sure you knew
When I bit off
More than I could chew
But through it all
When there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way
I've loved, I've laughed and cried
I've had my fill, my share of losing
And now, as tears subside
I find it all so amusing
To think I did all that
And may I say, not in a shy way
Oh, no, oh, no, not me
I did it my way
She couldn't help me with my mind
People think I'm insane because
I am frowning all the time
All day long I think of things
But nothing seems to satisfy
Think I'll lose my mind
If I don't find something to pacify
Can you help me
Occupy my brain?
Oh yeah
I need someone to show me
The things in life that I can't find
I can't see the things that make
True happiness, I must be blind
Make a joke and I will sigh
And you will laugh and I will cry
Happiness I cannot feel
And love to me is so unreal
And so as you hear these words
Telling you now of my state
I tell you to enjoy life
I wish I could but it's too late
Cuidado que ese comentario proviene de un LLM de inteligencia artificial, como indica la firma y ha vuelto a señalar el propio usuario.
Más que nada, porque la IA lo que hace bien es sonar convincente en temas de los que alguien no sabe o sabe poco, independientemente de lo que sea la realidad.
Así que ahí puede haber una mezcla de datos y problemas reales, de fusile de uno o varios expertos con relleno para que suene más creíble y menos incierto, en un momento en el que la gente exige explicaciones para ya. Cuando los análisis rigurosos necesitan de tiempo para acudir a los datos, analizarlos e interpretarlos, y solo entonces se puede saber nada con seguridad, y puede que ni siquiera entonces al 100%.
Por otro lado, y por lo que sea, el análisis de IA en cuestión tiene un punto catastrofista y derrotista que también me estaba escamando. Que no quita que lo que haya ocurrido se supone que no tendría que haber pasado y habrá que poner remedio para que no vuelva a pasar. Pero que con las cosas cuesta arriba y fallos varios se recupere de cero la red en menos de un día tampoco es moco de pavo...
@Stieg
Pero que no se sabe, que no se puede saber antes de analizar la información minuciosamente, y que como es mucha información se tardará en saber con seguridad.
If a woodchuck could chuck wood?
Woodchuck could chuck wood
Woodchuck could chuck wood
How much wood would a woodchuck chuck
If a woodchuck could chuck wood?
Woodchuck could chuck wood
Woodchuck could chuck wood
How much wood would a woodchuck chuck
If a woodchuck could chuck wood?
Woodchuck could chuck wood
Woodchuck could chuck wood
How much wood would a woodchuck chuck
If a woodchuck could chuck wood?
Woodchuck could chuck wood
Woodchuck could chuck wood
I got diamonds on my shoes
I got temper like a fuse
I'm so good in the woods
Stealing money, Robin Hood
You need to stop and listen
Work that body, go twist it
Stop and listen
(That bitch is crazy)
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings
The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz
And the sky with no clouds
The heat was hot and the ground was dry
But the air was full of sound
I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
After two days in the desert Sun my skin began to turn red
After three days in the desert fun, I was looking at a river bed
And the story it told of a river that flowed
Made me sad to think it was dead
You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Suena a movimiento para prevenir posibles destrozos por parte del zanahorio, dado que ha puesto la diana en el Smithsonian.
If sometimes you see that I'm mad
Don'tcha know that no one alive can always be an angel?
When everything goes wrong, you see some bad
But oh, I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
You know sometimes, baby I'm so carefree
Oh, with a joy that's hard to hide
And then sometimes again it seems that all I have is worry
And then you're bound to see my other side
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
If I seem edgy
I want you to know
I never mean to take it out on you
Life has its problems
And I get more than my share
But that's me one thing I never mean to do
'Cause I love you
Oh, baby, I'm just human
Don't you know I have faults like anyone?
Sometimes I find myself alone regretting some little foolish thing
Some simple thing that I've done
'Cause I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
Don't let me be misunderstood
I try so hard so please don't let me be misunderstood
No, no, no, please
Con su maleta de piel, y su biquini de rayas
Ella se marchó, y solo me dejó, recuerdos de su ausencia
Sin la menor indulgencia Eva María se fue
Paso las noches así, pensando en eva maría
Cuando no puedo dormir, miro su fotografía
Que bonita esta bañandose en el mar, tostandose en la arena
Mientras yo siento la pena de vivir sin su amor
¿Que voy a hacer, que voy a hacer?
¿Que voy a hacer si Eva María se fue?
¿Que voy a hacer, que voy a hacer?
¿Que voy a hacer si Eva María se fué?
Apenas puedo vivir, pensando si ella me quiere.
Si necesita de mi, y si es amor lo que siente,
Ella se marchó y solo me dejó recuerdos de su ausencia.
Sin la menor indulgencia Eva María se fue.
Que voy a hacer. Que voy a hacer.
Que voy a hacer si eva maría se fue.
Que voy a hacer. Que voy a hacer.
Que voy a hacer si Eva María se fue.
Eva María se fué buscando el sol en la playa
Con su maleta de piel y su biquini de rayas
Eva María se fue buscando el sol en la playa
Con su maleta de piel y su biquini de rayas
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
Dear God, I know I was one
My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
And my father was a gamblin' man
Way down in New Orleans
And the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's a drunk
Oh, mother, tell your children
Not to do what I have done
To spend your lives in sin and misery
In the house of the rising sun
I got one foot on the platform
And another on the train
And I'm going back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
Dear God, I know I was one
Dear God, I know I was the one
Another day's been laid to waste
In my disgrace
Stuck in my head again
Feels like I'll never leave this place
There's no escape
I'm my own worst enemy
I've given up
I'm sick of feeling
Is there nothing you can say?
Take this all away
I'm suffocating
Tell me what the fuck is wrong with me
I don't know what to take
Thought I was focused, but I'm scared
I'm not prepared
I hyperventilate
Looking for help somehow, somewhere
And no one cares
I'm my own worst enemy
I've given up
I'm sick of feeling
Is there nothing you can say?
Take this all away
I'm suffocating
Tell me what the fuck is wrong with me
God
Put me out of my misery
Put me out of my misery
Put me out of my
Put me out of my fucking misery
I've given up
I'm sick of feeling
Is there nothing you can say?
Take this all away
I'm suffocating
Tell me what the fuck is wrong with me
Spinnin' over my head
Drownin me in your promises
Better left unsaid
Your the right kinda of sinner
To release my inner fantasy
The invincable winner
And you know that you are born to be
You're a heartbreaker
Dream-maker
Love-taker doncha mess around with me
You're a heartbreaker
Dream-maker
Love-taker doncha mess around no no no
Your love has set my soul on fire
Burnin' out of control
Ya taught me the ways of desire
Now it's takin it's tole!
You're the right kind of sinner
To release my inner fantasy
The invincable winner
And you know that you are born to be
You're a heartbreaker
Dream-maker
Love-taker doncha mess around with me
You're a heartbreaker
Dream-maker
Love-taker doncha mess around no no no
You're the right kind of sinner
To release my inner fantasy
The invincable winner
And you know that you are born to be
Lo decía porque las directrices y regulaciones patrias a menudo son contradictorias, y te dicen que hagas una cosa cuando en realidad esperan que hagas otras. Y capaces son de penalizarte porque haces lo que debes en lugar de lo que se espera que hagas.
Espero que así esté bien. Cerrarla no puedo, de todos modos...
Es para una cosa...
@yonseca
Que llegue un notas y se marque una sobrada en inglés, según los parámetros caducos y cansinos habituales de ensalzar al señor de turno y con la complejidad del mecanismo de un chupete, pues igual pudo existir el momento para algo así, pero desde luego no es ahora...
@dunachio
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...
(a veces me gusta ver el mundo arder...)