HÁ MITIK HOJE! 21H CÊPA. BE THERE!
quarta-feira, 20 de janeiro de 2010
terça-feira, 19 de janeiro de 2010
segunda-feira, 18 de janeiro de 2010
Pensamento do dia II
"I do not think that there is any other quality so essential to success of any kind as the quality of perseverance. It overcomes almost everything, even nature.
With perseverance, anything and everything, wether right or wrong, good or bad, is achievable and can be conquered."
John D. Rockefeller
Pensamento do Dia
"Nothing tells in the long run like good judgment, and no sound judgement can remain with the man whose mind is disturbed by the mercurial changes of the stock exchange.
It places him under an influence akin to intoxication.
WHAT IS NOT, HE SEES, WHAT HE SEES, IS NOT.
He cannot judge of relative values or get the true perspective of things. The molehill seems to him a mountain, and the mountain a molehill, and he jumps at conclusions which he should arrive at by reason.
His mind is upon the stock quotations and not upon the points THAT REQUIRE CALM THOUGHT.
Speculation is a parasite feeding upon values, creating none."
Andrew Carnegie
Canzanas, pensem bem nestas palavras! Andrew Carnegie, foi, "reza a lenda" o segundo homem mais rico de todos os tempos! Tendo sido Rockefeller o NUMBER ONE!
Ajustado pela inflação a riqueza, tanto de Carnegie como de Rockefeller, foi muitos múltiplos a de Gates ou Buffett, superior a $200 Biliões actuais!
...e quem diz que o Canzanaz é só para jabardice?
Grande abraço a todos
PS: NO SÁBADO HÁ JANTA!!!!!!
sábado, 16 de janeiro de 2010
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Boas.......
Como é lógico, não podia deixar de comentar mais um extraordinário jogo do Hulk. Realmente é um jogador fora de série, conseguiu enganar os adeptos, alguns criticos, o treinador do Manchester, etc.... . Até o pintinho foi enganado pelo brasuca, o que não é normal, pois apesar de ser adepto do Benfica, reconheço que o nosso amigo pintinho é o melhor dirigente do futebol português. Falando agora do porto, nem a roubar conseguem ganhar e mais uma vez surgiu uma mão na bola que só o sr. arbitro viu.
Que tal uma jantarada no sábado no melosinha e terminar com um Poker ou uma guitarrada. Vou ver se faço umas papas de sarrabulho.
Um abraço
Ps: Até no nome Hulk enganou os adeptos. De Givanildo passou a Hulk, QUE É ISTO - GIVANILDO....... .
Ps: Jesualdo continua com o bom trabalho. :)))
quarta-feira, 13 de janeiro de 2010
terça-feira, 12 de janeiro de 2010
Parabéns Kingpin!!!
Viva,
Quero já dar os meus parabéns ao Kingpin e os meus pedidos de desculpa por a falta de comparência :-( Eu sei eu sei eu sei, só contam os que cá estão! Mas, não me impede de te mandar um abraço e deixar aqui uns vidiozinhos para te animar!
e depois passem os olhos nestes palhaços:
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2010/01/07/best-fails-of-2009-video_n_414549.html
http://www.dump.com/2009/12/09/office-camouflage/
Abraços,
Canzana
Stick it to the MAN!
Caros Canzanaz,
No seguimento de uma série de posts carregados de sentimento político aqui vai um carregadinho de pérolas económicas sobre como lidar com os bancos...
Recebi este mail de um compincha de profissão Amaricano...
Leiam com atenção e beijam se conseguem perceber como é possível dar uma stickada no banco onde mais lhe dói... no bolso!
AQUI VAI:
"I live in luxury and I haven't made a mortgage payment in almost two years," Don bragged. He sipped his chardonnay, leaned against the country club's bar, and shared with me the story of his real estate prowess...
"I paid $3.4 million for the house in 2006, and it was worth every penny at the time. It's 6,700 square feet with a pool and a one- acre lot. I'm on the hill overlooking the fourth fairway, and I can see all the way to [the next city] from my bedroom window," Don continued.
"Wachovia Bank loaned me $3 million, and the developer took a second for $400,000. I don't have any skin in the game – so to speak. I made my mortgage payments for a while, but when prices started to fall, it just didn't make sense anymore. I mean, why should I pay anything when I'm the only one with nothing to lose?"
"But," I asked, "hasn't the bank tried to foreclose or force a sale of the house out from under you?"
"Ha!" He crowed, and his tone emphasized the naiveté of my question. "Why would they do that? The house is worth less than $2 million right now. So if the bank forecloses, it'll have to recognize a $1 million loss. And if it writes my loan down by that much, how many other loans do you suppose it'll have to write down? It can't force a short sale [where the bank sells the house for less than the loan amount] on me either because it'll have to take care of the second note holder by offering him something just to get out of the way. So Wachovia is screwed. It's cheaper for them to let me keep living there for free. And the best thing is, I can more than afford to pay off the entire loan right now." Don let out a sinister kind of chuckle, like a man who just squashed a bug and got some warped sense of delight from doing it.
"Wow," I responded. "There used to be a time when being a deadbeat was frowned upon. But you seem to wear it as a badge of honor."
"Listen," Don turned aggressively and pointed his index finger at me. "You think I'm the only one doing this? You think I'm the only one taking advantage of the situation? I'll bet half the people in this room are doing the exact same thing." He waved his arm across the bar. "And the other half are thinking about doing it."
"Besides," Don continued, "banks have been screwing people like us for so long it's about time they got a taste of their own medicine."
His words hit me like a Louisville Slugger across the forehead.
We no longer live in a time where men are bound by honor to repay their debts. As sad as it is, people feel justified welching on their agreements.
And the banks have played a big role in this transition. They charged 29% interest on credit cards while paying 0% interest on savings. They knowingly lent money to people who could not afford to pay it back. They used taxpayer-funded bailouts to pay million-dollar bonuses to their corporate elite. And they shipped all of their service-center jobs overseas.
Let's face it: The banks most of us do business with today aren't like the Building and Loan George Bailey operated in "It's a Wonderful Life". Our banks are faceless, nameless, brown bag institutions whose only concern for the customer is to make sure he pays the $10 monthly account service fee.
It is that business practice that has fostered the resentment of people like Don and made him feel justified breaking his agreement. Like it or not, agree with it or not, Don's opinion is gaining popularity.
And as that sentiment grows, it is likely to provide the weight that pulls the second shoe down onto the industry."
Se alguém estiver na mesma situação pode bem tentar e ver o que acontece!!!!
MEUS AMIGOS, WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE!
Grande abraço a todos
Convocatória
Venho convidar todos os canzanas e suas respectivas a celebrar o meu aniversário (que foi ontém)!
Portanto hoje ás 20:45 no Cêpa conto com todos vocês!
Abraços e Beijinhos.
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