the next Eclectic Tech Carnival

Eclectic Tech Carnival is a self-managed event around feminism and free technologies and will take
place from the 4 to the 11 Th of August in Calafou, an ecoindustrial postcapitalist colony located at 60 km from Barcelona. We will post more information in January, in the meantime save the dates!! Looking forward seeing you!

www.calafou.org

Coffee shops in Portland, OR where to work from

I love coffee shops that feel like my grandma’s living room. The ones that have very old furniture and where people share tables. The one near my house (that does not look like my grandma’s living room) that serves very good coffee is always so full of people in the mornings. Coffee shops are the social/community place for people that don’t go to churches in the US…

My favorites in the neighborhood I live in Portland,OR

  • Common Grounds (Hawthorne & 43)
  • Fresh Pot (Powell’s Hawthorne)

Suggestions from other software developers that work from cafes.

  •  List from http://workfrom.co/
  • Waypost (Williams)
  • Albina Press (Mississippi/Albina)
  • Fuel (Alberta & 14th)
  • Barista / Random Order / Caffe Vita / Townsend Tea (Alberta 17th-30th)
  • Coffeehouse-Five (Killingsworth/Albina)
  • Coava (Industrial)
  • Heart (Burn & 21)
  • Crema (Ankeny & 28)
  • Ford Food + Drink (near Ladd’s)
  • Tiny’s (near Ladd’s)
  • Palio (Ladd’s)
  • Albina Press (Hawthorne & 50)
  • Common Grounds (Hawthorne & 43)
  • Fresh Pot (Powell’s Hawthorne)
  • Bipartisan Cafe (Montavilla)

air and light and time and space

“–you know, I’ve either had a family, a job,

something has always been in the

way

but now

I’ve sold my house, I’ve found this

place, a large studio, you should see the space and

the light.

for the first time in my life I’m going to have

a place and the time to

create.”

 

no baby, if you’re going to create

you’re going to create whether you work

16 hours a day in a coal mine

or

you’re going to create in a small room with 3 children

while you’re on

welfare,

you’re going to create with part of your mind and your body blown

away,

you’re going to create blind

crippled

demented,

you’re going to create with a cat crawling up your

back while

the whole city trembles in earthquake, bombardment,

flood and fire.

 

baby, air and light and time and space

have nothing to do with it

and don’t create anything

except maybe a longer life to find

new excuses

for.

 

© Charles Bukowski, Black Sparrow Press

Moi

El sueño me abomba, me emborracha. Estoy en esta caja para gallinas a nivel de halcon. Que fue lo que paso. Quien me metio en esta lata? Mi carne, mis huesos, mi sangre, mis nervios. Todo lo que he sabido de mi viaja en este cuadrado de cielo. Y alla abajo la humanidad vive sin mi.

adios ginebra

Quiero escribir adios ginebra y encuentro la muerte como una daga obligandome a seguir. Te recuerdo. Ginebra esta impregnada de vos, de tu frances , de tus okupas, de tus letras y palabras. Tiene tu risa metida en un rincon y las noches llenas de tus pasos. Me imaginaba ginebra con las uñas pintadas de verde, azul, rojo. Imaginaba ese aire que no se como explicar. La vida esta colgada de un hilo en la plaza de saint jean. Y el cisne solitario sigue perseguiendo al reflejo de la luna bajo el puente de favon.