Friday, March 5, 2010

Arcrotic For Marissa?



"Dictators cling to power for fear of losing, Democrats are concerned about the welfare of the community "
Alvaro Uribe Velez in an interview in The W.

Pd: Hahaha

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Homemade Camper Mud Flap

Chaos Paro Town.


These days, the city of chaos has one of his latest exploits: transport strike. How is it possible that the city of chaos may have a higher dose of chaos? Invite carriers to launch a strike without notice and extends for more than 24 hours to deepen the gaps. To this Add in other ingredients, pay him ten thousand dollars in ten young impressionable engaged to make trouble, stop the measure of peak and plate, allow individuals providing public transport services and features do not stop at places of work while it is determined that schools and kindergartens in the district closed its doors until next Monday . With all this, is a delicious, succulent and steaming chaotic day in this city.

Fortunately (or not?) I'm not working, which has allowed me to stay home. Watching the chaos from the plasma screen on my TV out the window to raise the curtain or walking, as I did yesterday and today, on Seventh Avenue with personal motivations (yesterday to attend a very important conversation with a friend now make payments to the banking system very generous offers its services). People see a little confused, especially those who need to get to sites that do not reach like me, step by step.

That if, without denying that I understand the traumatic dimension of the city, the streets are relieved without the buses, taxis and private are only a respite for a city constantly harassed penny racing, moles crossed that generate accidents and crashes and permanent pins at the detention to either pick up a passenger at any point regardless of the consequences of mobility. It's a relief, I insist, take walks and not feel the same noise, I think if would measure the decibels, they would that the device well below that mark in a regular day.

Finally, to end this entry (now that I was going to write about two encounters: with my friend yesterday and today with some clients), I just remembered superimportant an ingredient to increase the size Chaos: request the mayor of the city of chaos that does not act or appear, or make the public feel safe, not really emphatic, or explain to citizens the problem, or do this ... ask them to vanish, that looks like a sad ghost dumb, that only leaves 72 hours to determine specific steps to make "really something."

This ingredient gives a hint that you do not expect: Chaos at the top.


PS: When you are ennoviado but it feels very lonely because he expects the other company and fails. It's easier not only assumed to have a boyfriend and not wait for that company, knowing what to expect. Well, it's just what happens at this time: As a citizen I believe that the chaos of the city has a mayor and I expect him to exercise his authority. Ja Ja Ja. That double solitude as hijuemadre!

Monday, March 1, 2010

Singapore Dunking Machine Booking

On Language ...

I have repeatedly had the opportunity to discuss with those around me about SINSAL language. Trying to explain the world from different registers of language is impossible, is a snake biting its tail, is a very vicious circle and insurmountable. This weekend I came across a poem that reminded me of the distaste of the SINSAL, a poem that I quote to account for tangential ways as close as possible to the dark hole of silence, no word, as Calvin would say the NO writing world can not be. 8



drew windows everywhere.
too high on the walls, the walls
too low, obtuse
on the walls, in corners,
in the air and even on rooftops.

drew windows as if drawing birds.
On the floor at night in the looks palpably
deaf
around death,
in the tombs, trees.

windows drew up at the gates.
But he never drew a door.
did not want to enter or exit.
know you can not.
just wanted to see, see.

drew windows.
everywhere. Roberto Juarroz



The writing is on the scratch of a prisoner of language that attempts to thwart their fingertips the walls from the first gesture in early childhood, shut him up between words. With writing you try to ar, er and go ... Tomas Rodriguez says on his blog ( http://tropicodelamancha.blogspot.com/2010/02/gato-lluvia-paris.html ), the writer loves writing because it will feel the freedom not known in the world " .

Blows "and hitting the walls or windows draw?

What Does A Star In The Middle Of Your Hand Mean

Cinema - Inglourious Basterds


Flawless ... with this qualification should I start this post. I have followed for quite some time, the work done through its Tarantino films (Pulp Fiction and my favorite Kill Bill) and I am very pleased today to have taken the decision to see Inglourious Basterds, which took some months My Videos folder of the computer. Danae had me warned about its length, on occasion I had looked at some of its frames and was trapped. But today, from the first scene in the cottage, I was involved in the film. Tarantino leaves me got excited to make a movie of this court, with such elegant drawings, costumes, sets and actors. Once again got the best out of them to create characters that only your hands can be credible and exciting.

The conversation of the first scene, the presentation of that character then gets the attention stealing much of the film, as in the time invited to a dessert the owner of the cinema. No, no, no. I have been deeply satisfied with this movie. In my opinion, could well win the nomination for the Oscar for best picture, best screenplay, best director and best supporting actor.

who has not seen it, I encourage you ... Veal!