Today, February 22, 2010, marks my third anniversary on Twitter. Yes, three years! It’s been a thrill ride! I’ve met some amazing people, have had wonderful opportunities, met celebrities, and, as a friend of mine would say, sort of become a celebrity myself. Shyeah, right, whatever she says.

I really don’t have much more to say other than…

Hi! My name is Raúl and I’m a Twitter addict.

Follow me on Twitter! You won’t regret it!

PS: Hmmm… that Twitter bird costume for Halloween doesn’t seem like such a bad idea, after all.

Oh… God…

No comment needed. Just watch.

[Facebook users: the usual warning.]

Some people just fail at life…

You win some, you lose some.

[Facebook users: VISIT MY BLOG @ ramcosca.com . Kthxbai!]

[Billy Idol (Speaking):] Good afternoon everyone.
We’re flying at 26, 000 feet, moving
Up to thirty thousand feet, and then we’ve got clear skies
All the way to Las Vegas, and right now we’re bringing you some in-flight
Entertainment. One of our first-class passengers would like to sing you a song
Inspired by one of our coach passengers, and since we let our first-class
Passengers do pretty much whatever they want, here he is.

[Robbie Hart (Singing):]
I wanna make you smile whenever you’re sad
Carry you around when your arthritis is bad
Oh all I wanna do is grow old with you

I’ll get your medicine when your tummy aches
Build you a fire if the furnace breaks
Oh it could be so nice, growing old with you

I’ll miss you
Kiss you
Give you my coat when you are cold

Need you
Feed you
Even let ya hold the remote control

So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink
Put you to bed when you’ve had too much to drink
I could be the man who grows old with you
I wanna grow old with you

This has got to be the only racist joke about Puertoricans I will ever laugh with. Watch the clip.

In this house I spent lots of days and nights, television and stars. New years and old memories. In this seat —and all others around me— I tasted your food: pasteles, rice, chicken, rabbit, all your best recipes. In this house you took care of me. I miss you, Abuela.

Strange love
Even though you hurt me I feel blessed love
Baby I’m your puppet on a string
Making me tumble and swing
Trouble’s what you bring
Strange love
Strange love

Strange how
You control my every little move now
Hanging from your strings is all I know
Starring in your puppet show
Never let me go
Strange love

(Instrumental)

All the things you’ve said and done
There’s no space for me to run
Baby I’ve lost and you have won
cause’ all I really want is
Strange love

Even though you hurt me I feel blessed love
Baby I’m your puppet on a string
Making me tumble and swing
Trouble’s what you bring
Strange love
Strange love
Strange love

It’s official: Apple’s tablet device is called iPad. My prediction for the future? 15″ will be called MaxiPad.

That is all. More on the iPad later.

Foo Fighters – My Hero

Too alarming now to talk about.
Take those pictures down and shake it out.
Truth or consequence, say it aloud.
Use that evidence, race it around.

There goes my hero,
Watch him as he goes.
There goes my hero,
He’s ordinary!

Don’t the best of them bleed it out,
While the rest of them peter out?
Truth or consequence, say it aloud.
Use that evidence, race it around.

There goes my hero,
Watch him as he goes.
There goes my hero,
He’s ordinary!

*Kudos* my hero,
Leaving all the mess.
You know my hero,
The one that’s on.

There goes my hero,
Watch him as he goes.
There goes my hero,
He’s ordinary!

Qué co…

Nada más con el testigo.