Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Flea Bites On Abdomen
Andalusia has no voice.
The latter has been singing in the sky, the recollections of his Alhambra.
already gone before, Joselito and Juan. And no crutch turned back after ankle Village bullfighters, removing removing penalties famines, as one "Green and White" another giant Granada.
Andalucías The two lost their voice. The manor, whose voice rose Jose and working, why Belmonte cried more than anyone.
Nobody will paint the town, its shallows, its customs ... but yes, there are still old frying eggs in many villages of Andalucia. Many cold rooms with pictures of Christ. Martha and Mary and many of them with only two fish and three garlic to put in their mouth. That dark brush the wind howled the poverty of Andalusia, was forever inhabited by geniuses. And for anyone poor or oppressed no longer paints Andalusian nothing.
Who puts face now for our saints to cry their troubles are Andalusians?.
Nobody. Montanes is carving in woodworking in heaven. The stone of the pulley is colder than ever. Alonso Cano is mourning the solitude of Granada. And Miguel de Manara and Valdés Leal embrace crying, because ultimately what happened here knew that would happen. Premonition. Finis Gloriae Mundi.
Andalusian Gypsies forever curse those bullets, which came out on fire and shot the genius of the King of Poets. Andalusian Andalusian killing. Sisters letting voices silent. Already
Roma have no voice. Again feel the persecution of the fifteenth century was born in Medina del Campo. The
bullfighters have no one to sing his misfortunes at five in the afternoon. The staircase of water and no tears to keep watering the solitude of the garden of Tamarit. Not Fred. Neither his Gazelles, nor its Casidas ... No one will take you to your New York orchards, farmers!. Nor
Antonio and Manuel Machado. Neither Alvarez Quintero, who put smiles better than anyone in the face of hunger and despair. A Cernuda was last seen, there's live Where oblivion. " Andalusia
not already have poets, have all gone to flights of genius, the laying of the experts, the stage of the elect, from contemplating the overwhelming muting his beloved people.
"Pena black weapons", "always with great difficulty", "takeoff." There is not light or hope, or singer who takes our penalties, claims or complaints to the stage of popularity, of truth, to make ourselves heard beyond Despeñaperros.
We'll always have nobody. In those in which my brothers hoped his last strength, "everything is horrible but I still have his bullfighting, his singing, his lyrics, poetry, his voice. "
His voice, which now oppressed and illiterate before, we did ours. Not Chacón, or Caracol, or Mairena, and Pepe Marchena, Pepe Pinto or nor Paquera, not Fernanda, or Bernard, or shrimp. Only the voice is full of hope and vindication of Cabrero, Manuel Gerena and guitar of God made man, a De Lucia.
But soon cease and Tartessos generations of children and Blas Infante, clear Andalusian moon on her forehead, dark eyes Umayyad be today without a reference, without a point to watch, without a hope to to be heard. Football not sing the poets. In the bottle do not drink the winds of art. In the current polls are not giving voice to our needs. Just want to get ministers or speculate with our hope and our faith. And when the sun scorch and bust is the work to us, while others raise their voice of Andalusia, which is believed owners for stealing a few votes. And try to calm down with children and balladeers vicious and shameful unspeakable in vomitivos regional channels that are a window to the south. ! Topic typical .!!!!
songs not heard on warm summer evenings, or caroling campanilleros bottomed bottle of anise, nor is there Flemish Christmas, or any week is as good because no one remembers and Manuel (who was the voice of humanity) and if such a Noel.
And Rafael de León, there is no "penalty or joy of love" that we identify with our own. Or any song that tells the stories that happen in the chest and that we do not express. Neither Parry nor Prophecies, and curse in daily desperation to "the day I was born."
The penultimate voice of the people was 19 December 2000. Claimed responsibility, citing, tuned and voiced to cut training for the people to the great poets of Andalusia. Created the hymn of the trash, called Betis. Salustiano call was made to tell the immigration problem. And between Havana and drop the penultimate songs of hope of Andalusia formed with water from New York, evaporated to Paseo de los Tristes provided above, then you must go to heaven.
Serve these lines of tribute.
And Henry died three days ago. Enrique Morente. There is no longer "Mane source or run, even at night," that eternal source is hidden and his voice knew where his lair, as he sang the verses of San Juan de la Cruz. But now there is only cold.
silent Cuñado The singer, hope dies, the town is silent, becomes gray, "so much struggle Pá na", the "live to die as one," the "both swim to drown in the bank" Who recover
Faith people?. When the singer is silent on us again boto stately tread, crush. When the singer weep silent as we have always done, but now without hope.
return to be the maids of the television series, which are always Andalusia.
return to Seville and thousands of Japanese ham. Again be lazy in the eyes of others.
return to be 40 degrees in the shade.
Volveremos a ser la patilla, la copa de fino y el polo rosa. “Sin plumas y cacareando. Como el Gallo de Morón”.
Volveremos a ser la gracia, pero para “derramarla por las vendimias del Roselló”.
¿Volveremos a ser lo que fuimos sin nadie que alce la voz?.
Yo seguiré mientras pueda siendo una cuerda vocal de tu voz , Andalucía.
Lo peor es cuando calla el cantor y no nos irradia la luz de sus cantares.
CUANDO CALLA EL CANTOR
José Luis Moruno Vázquez
18/12/2010.
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Boiling Dried Favabeans
CALLA EL CANTOR
"Man is appointed mortal sorrow but the Blessed God will come down teaching that His death shall bring the despairing rest."
"Man is appointed mortal sorrow but the Blessed God will come down teaching that His death shall bring the despairing rest." Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Western Themed Rehearsal Dinners
CHRISTMAS PLANT PICK. STILL MY DESTINATIONS
THE FRUIT OF HOPE
I
After a bad night, there will be a refreshing nap,
After a bad day someone will rescue our smile,
After several glances intense, sinful bed,
After a sudden error, a solution that is improvised.
II
After a student youth rebellion, a race overwhelmingly
After morbid obesity, a "do not look like the same person,"
After an irreparable loss, yet I have people who love me,
steal After all, finding hopeful that faith.
III
After a harsh winter, my resurrection of spring,
Family, friends ... The warm rays that dumped ice
four vertical red stripes, on the veronicas or natural, the singing, the reason for when it was not,
And your eyes and your hair and your look ... existed!, and inflaste my sails to fly.
IV
hard fall after the three steps above,
The negligence, nothing, seasoned with promises of future repellent female
After the black and white, never assume that you live in the gray,
I love die and resurrect a thousand times a thousand times and ill vivo.
V
After losing the love confidants, after sending their friendship for eternity, after losing what was lost ... I took the spear chest,
After the abyss, your hands, your calm and patience seeder, which germinated in me a fruit
THE FRUIT OF HOPE.
"The Fruit of Hope" is the poem that gives its name to my third book, which is in the creative process. I hope you enjoy it.
José Luis Vázquez Moruno.
Mexico - Madrid.
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Starting Running Period
When you dream something, you just met. Later or sooner, but it is true.
And not a matter of awakening admiration, or garner respect, and to collect experiences or feelings.
Rather it is a question of wanting, not to see what they do not fly. Approach and reasoning. Assume the certainty of the limited, ephemeral and ephemeral as that seems the long-lived through life short.
not travel out of boredom or for pleasure, or curiosity, or for tourism.
I travel not to die old. For when I am away, know that I like in life. Know that I love and who hate. Who are my friends and those without. And because there are far, I have not nearby.
I travel to and return back to love again. Back to continue hating, want to return back to my family, my friends ... And when I return, I hope to forget what I have to travel again.
is that the everyday brutality of the executioner of my soul, my soul, my faith, my hope. Can not find them in the everyday.
not travel on the same dates, or places them all because they do not want to turn the beautiful and unique in daily communications. And I like añorarte
in Paris, or try to commit suicide in Prague, cursing in Mexico between spirits and rancheras, the moon crush me in Lisbon ... I look and I decline, past glory, any past ...
I do not care neither new nor modern. I feel empty of soul and passion, and never get burn your retinas.
understand life as a fado, a solea, maybe three steps lower than the rest.
I do not care or relax or rest. I hate and curse the existence of resorts and spas. I prefer beauty massage and printing.
prefer to leave drops of fatigue my life, through the streets of the places that I'll see when you are ready to leave this world.
I travel to see everything, because sooner or later I will not see anything. I travel because
Viad is a journey and still choose my destinations.
And the last trip which awaits us all, may be anywhere.
STILL MY DESTINATION. 16/11/2010
Moruno
José Luis Vázquez.
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Pirates Digital Playgraund Online
AQLM renewed! Drafting Assembly, all the details and new members:
Full Transcript of the assembly of the scam this Journal, held from 2 to November 16, 1910, with marginal notes, citations and references by Ms.. Alicia Carroll.
Kinte Simba: Someone explain to me what happens! I am Joan of Arc! Where does all this smoke? Salustiano
: Do not tell me you do not like the new design of the magazine! Simba
: Salustiano! Evaristo! What did it!
(My throat closed. I can not do shorthand, leaving the editor and continue from the street)
Transcript Assembly itself Scam of this magazine, made on 1 June November 10.
Members Present at the beginning of the meeting: Mr. Evaristo Sepúlveda Mr. Salustiano Ganci, Giuseppe ninth Contutti Liquantti, Drs. Romero, Rosén, Agostino and Panderette, Ms Carolina and Vera Directors, Mr. Ullrico Ludwig Von Schlutter, Lagunilla Don Efraín Garrido, Ms. Simba Kinte, Mr. Magoo, Mr. Serafin O. L'Trass, Father Armando Esteban Quito, hugging a palm tree and a platinum blond (apparently, Mr. Dimitri and Viviana)
Guests (without voice, vote): Mr. Spock, Ms . o Miss. Hope, sixteen candidates to the secretary of the magazine (CV in hand).
19:32 From
Full Transcript of the assembly of the scam this Journal, held from 2 to November 16, 1910, with marginal notes, citations and references by Ms.. Alicia Carroll.
Salustiano Evaristo and from the street: Open, we are in the door! Omar! Nono!
Contutti Liquantti Don Giuseppe (the ninth) : Ford, ford, piano, Evaristi! Main nervo, qualcuno has rubato il mio denti postizzi, Mascalzone!
Omar Garito (coming from the bathroom, naked, a towel tied around his waist) : Animal! Stop hitting, is open, come in! Nono, have: their teeth were floating in my goggles, which is confused with a glass! What he lacked, Chicata, God forbid! I'm going to dive before they hit everyone, and I see that they postulate a director and as a gilún stapling me, Adio.
The ninth : Aspettando, Omar, went up in questo Salamis, in case di sandpaper.
Omar: Thank you, Giuseppe, you if you is at all. Chau, anything I say in the Zapien, so leave me alone.
Omar Al abir Garito door, you fall on the flamethrower who were trying to force the lock.
Omar Al abir Garito door, you fall on the flamethrower who were trying to force the lock.
Omar: You two did not see me, eh. Or want to tell what the cagamento of kerosene under the bed of the ninth?
Salustiano : We are two graves.
Enter the arsonists, welcome to the ninth which is cutting sausages and bread on a wooden board. On the table are some jars of pickled eggplant.
Nono: Salsiccia per tutti! Oggi è l'Assemblea, poverina Evelutta, sarà disoccupata ...
Evaristo (entering it to muffin with sausage) : Mmm! Which hand for sausages! I do not think the throw, ninth. Who is going to get?
Salustiano (making eyes at the blonde who takes notes in a corner) : Y, can be another secretary who has more conditions ... I I see perfect, as was Evelyn. Che, Evaristo, "you know anything about computers? So while we wait for the rest we get those barbed wire, before Ullrico again.
Evaristo : Let me eat in peace, come have a snack. That fix the Directors, do not forget that this is all for the love of art. They will not give more than you're sope Vilgéits.
Nono: Me ne ford to the Bocche giocare. Arrivederchi!
Salustiano : Oh, nono, go quiet. Evaristo, bring the drums!
Evaristo : Pará, What are you doing? Do not forget that in a while we have to go for self-help group ... if we feel we internalize kerosene rail!
Salustiano (carrying containers of kerosene at the computer) : Then we threw up a bottle of Pinocolver, come, help me. Did you bring a light?
Evaristo : Dad, what question is that? A flamethrower that claims will be released without documents but never without matches! Tomá.
Salustiano : That! Well, my friend, then I turn ... Fire! Fire!
Evaristo : Look how turned on! How amazing! Look at those wisps of smoke!
Ullrico (entering a flying kick) : What do they do? Oblivious! The computer is on fire! Take charge of you, anything ... I'm out of here before it rots! Pimba!
Ullrico makes a decision and jump out the window. Amid the smoke appears Simba Kinte, coughing: Kinte Simba: Someone explain to me what happens! I am Joan of Arc! Where does all this smoke? Salustiano
: Do not tell me you do not like the new design of the magazine! Simba
: Salustiano! Evaristo! What did it!
(My throat closed. I can not do shorthand, leaving the editor and continue from the street)
Outside there be bringing together people, alerted by the smoke. S ale Kinte Simba:
Simba: I really do not know what to do. One of the most difficult times that I have to go through! Come on, Spock, you have good telepathic signal, check if you contact Dr. Rosen to come urgently.
Mr. Spock : Instantly.
Dr. Henry Rosen (materialized in the act) : Am looking for?
Simba: Kike! I was never so glad to see you! The flamethrower had a relapse and we're burning the editor!
Dr. Rosen : La pucha, again! No wonder they came to the support group ... Make way!
Nono (swinging the beret) : Forza, Enricco! C oraggio!
The crowd chants "Kike Dale, dale Ki" for influndir mood in the professional, coming to the Editor to save and Evaristo Salustiano. I'll rest my cave to what's ahead.
Seven hours after arriving, Dr. Romero and birth attendant Vittorio Salvatore Agostino. Carry a fork where the ladies lay directors, Simba Kinte, the ninth Giussepe, Ludwig Von Ullrico Schlutter, Father Armando Esteban Quito and Mr. Magoo, emergency intravenous dune 22. All the people agarrameño is at the door of the editor. Within three hours enter the Dr. Panderette, newly arrived from Puerto Madero, armed with a cooler hand. At 37 minutes the three professionals come to the door and the Dr. took the floor:
Seven hours after arriving, Dr. Romero and birth attendant Vittorio Salvatore Agostino. Carry a fork where the ladies lay directors, Simba Kinte, the ninth Giussepe, Ludwig Von Ullrico Schlutter, Father Armando Esteban Quito and Mr. Magoo, emergency intravenous dune 22. All the people agarrameño is at the door of the editor. Within three hours enter the Dr. Panderette, newly arrived from Puerto Madero, armed with a cooler hand. At 37 minutes the three professionals come to the door and the Dr. took the floor:
Dr. Romero : Thanks for the support and concern! I tell them that we have formed an interdisciplinary team and we're taking over temporarily as publications in the Journal as members of staph. However, it has served more than a week after the call to assembly and yet we the cuórum necessary.
Dr. Henry Rosen : For my part, wishes to inform that by the time lords and Gancedo Sepúlveda have been neutralized, while in evaluating which treatment will be applied. For now, only sublinguaje. Doctor, I do not know if you want to add something?
Simba Kinte (appearing wobbly from the bottom of the drafting ): Thank you doctors and get the smoke to this publication and to address as quickly as always, on behalf of the Board of Native and Black Movement. But do not fared little hand with that of Rp /? The Journal now has its identity, is of general interest and publish some test but not a medical journal or wants to be. Just what we talked when we cuórum, anyway: thanks! Dear people, we will start with Drafting Assembly, will keep you informed. Come on, let's go and take the bull by the horns, how much!
Transcript Assembly itself Scam of this magazine, made on 1 June November 10.
Members Present at the beginning of the meeting: Mr. Evaristo Sepúlveda Mr. Salustiano Ganci, Giuseppe ninth Contutti Liquantti, Drs. Romero, Rosén, Agostino and Panderette, Ms Carolina and Vera Directors, Mr. Ullrico Ludwig Von Schlutter, Lagunilla Don Efraín Garrido, Ms. Simba Kinte, Mr. Magoo, Mr. Serafin O. L'Trass, Father Armando Esteban Quito, hugging a palm tree and a platinum blond (apparently, Mr. Dimitri and Viviana)
Guests (without voice, vote): Mr. Spock, Ms . o Miss. Hope, sixteen candidates to the secretary of the magazine (CV in hand).
Kinte Simba: Well, after the bad time, let's see if we already have cuórum.
Nono : Sono molto depressa, l'escabeche and the salsiccia , carbonizzato tutto!
Simba: Do not worry, hit a telazo to Lusaka to bring chau taripanes and Pinel.
Carolina: According to my calculations missing two members, the Engineer and Ms. Santiago Varela. Nan.
Vera: Well, Miss Nan know it will not be able to leave the nursery. And the engineer ...
Mr. Varela (entering): Are you looking for? Here I am, and with good oregano, freshly harvested and seeded.
Simba: Engineer, so long!
Ephraim: We forget about someone ... the mesmísima Evelyn Gomez.
Carolina : Sure! Then missing two members ...
Dr. Panderette : If you serve this chilled coolers I have enough members, the latest sex-change surgery.
Simba: Serve! Thus we have full cuórum.
Dr. Panderette : I leave on the table?
Simba: Do not think it necessary, we trust your word. Let's start. The first issue is the choice of secretary, does anyone have any suggestions or was looking resumes?
Salustiano: I think it obvious, Miss Alicia Carroll curriculum is bulkier.
Simba: Well, a vote in favor. Does anyone object?
bursts Then mr. Nittanova before, bringing in arms Ms. Evelyn Gomez, semidesvanecida:
view: Yo! The post is Evelita! If you like the blonde mireya them, download the cane, but not put in a position for which you are qualified.
Simba: First, I remember being invited, have a vote but no voice, so keep quiet please. And while Evelyn is present, I'd like your opinion.
Evelyn : GGGA, bbhhhaa.
Dr. Romero : Evelyn was sublinguada for seven minutes, do not think I can speak. Nor do I believe that it is able to work. As we talked in therapy has want to get ahead with the levitation, to a clinic in his cave. Want to grow at esiritual and a good thing.
Carolina : Well, we vote. That follow Evelyn.
view: Yo.
Simba: One vote. And why take Miss Carroll? Come on, let your hands up and story. One, two, three ... nineteen. The result is eloquent: Miss Alicia Carroll is the new Executive Secretary of the magazine! And what better start, to take shorthand notation of this meeting, no one has asked you. Please welcome with applause!
Alicia Carroll (ie, me) is high on a litter by members of staph, shouting "To speak, speak!".
Alicia Carroll: First of all, thanks for the nomination. I say that I will be at the height of a magazine like this, striving to give their best. I have many ideas about renewing the design, add new columns, change the print format, and other innovations. I will mourn!
Serafin: I propose a toast!
After the toasts and greetings, enlivened by the arrival of the cart taripanero Tilente Fish, three hours later we continue with the Assembly.
Simba: Let's continue. We get to vote on the total renewal of members of Staph. The only immovable is the ninth Giussepe. What are the proposals?
Ullrico : I will like pineapple.
Serafin: I also want to follow Philetaerus. Also, I'm the only one on the island
Father Armando: I continue with the confessional. Lambs of god I need ...
Dr. Panderette : I propose the creation of the Office of Medical and Psychiatric Care, where we would work in coordination both Dr. and Dr. Kike, Salvatore and me.
Simba: Against? No, the cabinet approved doctor, the bodyguard, the virtual confessional and Philetaerus. In addition, the high quality of pickled eggplant, homemade sausages of mates, I propose that the grandfather served as Head of Ceremonial and Protocol. And as for the flamethrower ...
Salustiano : What?! Do you have other flamethrower to propose? They may imitate, but equally never!
Evaristo : Let us vote!
Salustiano : That vote!
Carolina: To see? Well, boys, they seem to stay!
Dr. Rosen : ... but closely monitored, eh!
Salustiano : Hey button! It's our job!
Ephraim : Ahem ...
Vera: But yes, Ephraim! You always on the ball! In addition, for your your attention, I propose to you by Porter, Fanel and Telo. Let us vote! How to?
Ephraim : Nobody! Ostiash what they would do without my flannel!
Carolina: I do not need to vote for the Spy Team ...
Vera: But please! Dimitri and Viviana are the hidden soul of this scam! Does anyone object?
Simba: None against. Approved. The photographer is also sung, right?
Carolina : Magoo, old and hairy!
Ephraim: The Wizard of suicide to continue, dammit!
view: I say, "Evelyn could not take another job?
Vera: First, please! I told him you have a vote, but no voice! Do not break the protocol. "Evelyn could be our Guru and Levitation Executive? Does everyone agree? Oquei, on with the carve-up of charges.
Mr. Varela : I can continue sending packets, though: the cadets not to mention, I have none. The delíveris do for the walrus.
Salustiano : Good. I want to apply for a new member, besides being a great friend, but I could never empomar ...
Carolina: That is irrelevant, Salustiano.
Salustiano : She said it's a great friend, but mostly it's a great host. If this cavern speak ...
Evaristo : Go to your point, Dad.
Salustiano : ... well, running for the Lady Hope as Supervisor of Sports and Recreation.
Salustiano : ... well, running for the Lady Hope as Supervisor of Sports and Recreation.
Vera It seems to me correct, I agree totally in Recreation, but sports?
Salustiano : The lift is a sport, Dire! Aided by inviting minitas Hope he does not know how to exercise the muscles. Let us vote!
Viviana : All agree, perfect! We also propose that Simba Kinte continue as Head of Press and Publications, I do not think that there is opposition, right? Now we need to vote on the board of the Review, no less. Who will apply?
view: Yo!
Evelyn: And I!
Simba: Let me set the record straight : to run, the first requirement is part of the Staph. The second, having no license in the last week psychiatric . So you two are out.
Carolina: Well, I am running. I continue to give my soul to the editor!
Vera: I, too, the truth can not imagine my life without this magazine, but I do not know if they want to keep us in front for another term ...
Carolina: Perhaps they are tired ...
Dimitri : Perrro how they trrremendo ocurrre desprrropósito! You be the Dirrrectorras seguirrrán! No otrra! A verrr, vote: porrr the positive! Trrreinta and cuatrro! Perrmanecen!
Ante: to place on record that my vote is not positive.
Dimitri: сукин сын!
Viviana : Quiet, Dimi.
Simba: Well, the staph is now complete! What joy! Finally, I would propose that we appoint a Garito Omar as Director Honoris Causa, for all that we owe, for their dedication and courage What do you think?
Serafin : Absolutely, a groso!
The edges of all of these leave no room for mistakes. Loincloth swinging, chanting: " Olé, olé olé olé, Omar, Omar!"
Ephraim: We will look to your room!
enter in droves to room and discover that the local hero is not under the sheets. Ending the Assembly flocked to the coast of this island, to inform Mr. Garito designation.
19:32 From
be offered a modest boat from the Fish Tilente, which you, reader, are invited.
Tilente The Fish Coconut Palm Tree found in S / N, AQLM Ailan
Thus was formed the
Staff 2011:
Directors: Ms. Agostino and Ovejero Carolina Vera Paz
Directors: Ms. Agostino and Ovejero Carolina Vera Paz
Honorary Director: Prof. Omar Garito
Porter, Flannel and Telo: Don Efraín Garrido Lagunilla
Bodyguard: Mr. Ullrico Ludwig Von Schlutter
Head of Press and Publications: Ms. . Simba Kinte
Head of Ceremonial and Protocol: Don Giuseppe Contutti Liquantti "the ninth"
Porter, Flannel and Telo: Don Efraín Garrido Lagunilla
Bodyguard: Mr. Ullrico Ludwig Von Schlutter
Head of Press and Publications: Ms. . Simba Kinte
Head of Ceremonial and Protocol: Don Giuseppe Contutti Liquantti "the ninth"
Office of Medical Assistance and Psychiatric:
- Dr. Panderette, Proctology
- Dr. Salvatore Vittorio Agostino,
Obstetrician - Dr. Romero,
Psychiatry - Dr. Henry Rosen, Addictions fuel
Philetaerus: Mr. Serafin O. L'Trass
- Dr. Panderette, Proctology
- Dr. Salvatore Vittorio Agostino,
Obstetrician - Dr. Romero,
Psychiatry - Dr. Henry Rosen, Addictions fuel
Philetaerus: Mr. Serafin O. L'Trass
Corps Flamethrower: Evaristo Sepulveda and Mr. Salustiano Gancedo
Domestic Spying: Comrade Dimitri Karrposoff and Miss Vivian Karrposoff
Photography and Filming: Mr. Magoo
Package Shipping Supervisor by Walrus: Eng. Santiago Varela
Sports and Recreation Supervisor: Ms. Esperanza Spock
Photography and Filming: Mr. Magoo
Package Shipping Supervisor by Walrus: Eng. Santiago Varela
Sports and Recreation Supervisor: Ms. Esperanza Spock
and Executive Guru Levitation: Ms. Evelyn Gomez
Suicide Assistant: Ms. . Nan
Virtual Confessor: Father Armando Esteban Quito
Virtual Confessor: Father Armando Esteban Quito
ANNEX:
thank Office of Medical Assistance and Psychiatric to take charge of the publication and design of this Journal during the leaderless:
thank Office of Medical Assistance and Psychiatric to take charge of the publication and design of this Journal during the leaderless:
Monday, November 8, 2010
Woman Feel Good Grope
note: last minute! AND
but not unknown Vandals have again modify the appearance of our beloved journal.
Believing make a joke, have ruined the entire run of "Hold me that killed him" by charring, and our computer started to smoke. For days we met several members of Staph cuórum pending to try to curb the situation.
Present:
The directors, Ullrico, Sepulveda and Gancedo, Simba Kinte, Ephraim, the ninth (going from bed to living room) and we suspect they are here and Viviana Dimitri.
addition, several candidates for secretary, resumes in hand, Lusaka, who kindly brought us taripanes; Dakar Kinshasa inviting Zapatero; Espoc talking to a piece of cheese. Outside, and have gathered about 123 people alarmed by the smell of burning, including Ms. Esperanza comforting Garito Omar mother to child crying, without listening to and probably went to dive on the beach.
(Please, if anyone can get into the illegal crops, chiflelé to Mr. Varela, who does not answer the telo) 
but not unknown Vandals have again modify the appearance of our beloved journal.
Believing make a joke, have ruined the entire run of "Hold me that killed him" by charring, and our computer started to smoke. For days we met several members of Staph cuórum pending to try to curb the situation. Present:
The directors, Ullrico, Sepulveda and Gancedo, Simba Kinte, Ephraim, the ninth (going from bed to living room) and we suspect they are here and Viviana Dimitri.
addition, several candidates for secretary, resumes in hand, Lusaka, who kindly brought us taripanes; Dakar Kinshasa inviting Zapatero; Espoc talking to a piece of cheese. Outside, and have gathered about 123 people alarmed by the smell of burning, including Ms. Esperanza comforting Garito Omar mother to child crying, without listening to and probably went to dive on the beach.
ask the other members of Staph that arise immediately: the credibility and reputation of this journal is at stake.
(Please, if anyone can get into the illegal crops, chiflelé to Mr. Varela, who does not answer the telo)
Monday, November 1, 2010
Lost Combination For Dudley Lock
Having been our secretary Miss Evelyn Gomez licensed psychiatric, undated high and several times lobotomized, and intravenous sublinguada our psychiatrist Dr. Romero (for further information, refer to the comments of the last entries), and having temporarily entrusted that noble and password as the Lord Ludwig Von Schlutter Ullrico , this is our dire situation:
The old and classic design of our water was amended without a will, by design while reflecting the spirit of the aforementioned catcher, does not represent feel the gentle island. Barbed wire around our publication, both internally and in the printed version distributed in March plaza, having to be hospitalized several unsuspecting readers to be thrown into the marchanta . Vandals have destroyed many manuscripts ready for publication.
In the situation described here, and some details we will omit not to worry or miss good taste, we call
AND SPECIAL ASSEMBLY.
Agenda:
- Review of resumes to choose trousers removed and the secretary of the magazine.
- Renewal of estaff.
also denied it that this page has been jakeada by Gugel robots, or blocked by the rule. We also appreciate the expressions of concern and solidarity of the whole world (Mr. F. Castro, and other agents).
This island remains independent of foreign domination:
BLACK or Unit.
The Directors, and Press and Publicity team
Ullrico typed by Mr. Ludwig Von Schlutter. PD
tarariras bring logs and fresh (no bread and patero)
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
A3 Tdi Vs Sportwagen Tdi
Second Extraordinary Assembly of cultural exchange campaign Bolita Bugs "Your pet for a chobi 2010"
Every day, thousands of Bugs Bolita (armadillium vulgare) left homeless when lifted the tile that holds. Bug Bolita Foundation meets the patriotic mission to protect this species from extinction, and Hold me kill it gives you a space.
Given the overwhelming success of the 2009 Campaign Cultural Exchange we are almost forced to have to repeat the experience.
This time, the road left us lessons which we will implement in the 2010 version of the event. Sticks that we will not tread, stones that are no longer stumble:
1. husbands will not be accepted either by one or by 10 million armadillium vulgare, because we still have a remnant of husbands who did not return to their homes, seeking political asylum in the embassies of this territory, in the drafting of this magazine and in several caves that we will not detail, not bothering anyone.
2. The duration shall be 40 days . Without exception. This time the fortieth day have to return each and every one of the bugs ball, and can be interpreted otherwise as a provocation, and can be confused with the smuggling and trafficking of bug.
3. New conversion table . Quadrupedal mammals, they retain the values \u200b\u200bof 2009, not the bipedal mammals (and we're talking about young children and mothers-in-law) that they add a zero:
IMPORTANT:
In only to avoid overcrowding, Bicho Bolita Foundation suggests using 1 per 100 Mogro baldosones woodlouse (it is up to stakeholders to assess the amount of floor tiles to receive).
4. Adoption cases arising from this cultural exchange will be evaluated by Black Movement (Native Elevations in Revolutionary War), and approved or rejected the return of a delegation of 15 members will visit the possible future home of the pet . If accepted the family, the same shall be referred to a tile of 30x30 cm. with a colony of armadillium vulgare attached to the base.
(Directions: Take skim milk, watching TV late, do not cover for sleeping.)
And speaking of adoption, we want to share with readers this video sent to us by Mrs. Azucena Maria F. of Conforti from the city of Ciego de Avila (Cuba). It is demonstrating how happy and prosperous are our beloved pets, and does so with eloquent images. In a warm, clean, and newly learned new skills. Ms. Conforti
was this contingent of pets in the cultural exchange, 2009, in exchange for her husband. VIDEO
Click here
also recall the Ministries of Health and Environment of the whole world, which is fully accessible to the documentary released in 2009 on life in the wild woodlouse par excellence: our Island Dir: Mr. Magoo.
Do not miss this unique experience in the world: forward your request right now bichobolita.gob.aqlm @ gmail.com
and use this space, we answer some of the hundreds of emails we receive:
Lady Alicia R. of Ferrini : Yes, you can apply the same colony that was sent in the 2009 campaign
Mr. Hugo Alberto Salerno : Yes, you can retain some memory tile. Family
Lombroso : Of course not. Mr. and Mrs.
Raimondo: "By chance, he gave them whole milk? Lady Lily Fratarrello
: No, the children must return to their parents, do not get the citizenship of "interchange" but the Citizenship of the colony, in this case, remain citizens of AQLM Ailan, anyway not part of the pregnant females experience. Miss Della
Source: Maybe. Mr. and Mrs. Raimondo
: Occurs as whole milk gases causes them, please read carefully and respect the explanatory brochures. We regret the bad experience.
AQLM Ailan. Bicho Nature Sanctuary Bolita
Given the psychiatric leave of Miss Evelyn Gomez, this note was typed by Mr. Ullrico Ludwig Von Schlutter to thank him for his good spelling and predispisición.
The Directors 
Every day, thousands of Bugs Bolita (armadillium vulgare) left homeless when lifted the tile that holds. Bug Bolita Foundation meets the patriotic mission to protect this species from extinction, and Hold me kill it gives you a space.
Given the overwhelming success of the 2009 Campaign Cultural Exchange we are almost forced to have to repeat the experience.
This time, the road left us lessons which we will implement in the 2010 version of the event. Sticks that we will not tread, stones that are no longer stumble:
1. husbands will not be accepted either by one or by 10 million armadillium vulgare, because we still have a remnant of husbands who did not return to their homes, seeking political asylum in the embassies of this territory, in the drafting of this magazine and in several caves that we will not detail, not bothering anyone.
2. The duration shall be 40 days . Without exception. This time the fortieth day have to return each and every one of the bugs ball, and can be interpreted otherwise as a provocation, and can be confused with the smuggling and trafficking of bug.
3. New conversion table . Quadrupedal mammals, they retain the values \u200b\u200bof 2009, not the bipedal mammals (and we're talking about young children and mothers-in-law) that they add a zero:
IMPORTANT:
In only to avoid overcrowding, Bicho Bolita Foundation suggests using 1 per 100 Mogro baldosones woodlouse (it is up to stakeholders to assess the amount of floor tiles to receive).
4. Adoption cases arising from this cultural exchange will be evaluated by Black Movement (Native Elevations in Revolutionary War), and approved or rejected the return of a delegation of 15 members will visit the possible future home of the pet . If accepted the family, the same shall be referred to a tile of 30x30 cm. with a colony of armadillium vulgare attached to the base.
(Directions: Take skim milk, watching TV late, do not cover for sleeping.)
And speaking of adoption, we want to share with readers this video sent to us by Mrs. Azucena Maria F. of Conforti from the city of Ciego de Avila (Cuba). It is demonstrating how happy and prosperous are our beloved pets, and does so with eloquent images. In a warm, clean, and newly learned new skills. Ms. Conforti
was this contingent of pets in the cultural exchange, 2009, in exchange for her husband. VIDEO
Click here
also recall the Ministries of Health and Environment of the whole world, which is fully accessible to the documentary released in 2009 on life in the wild woodlouse par excellence: our Island Dir: Mr. Magoo.
Do not miss this unique experience in the world: forward your request right now bichobolita.gob.aqlm @ gmail.com
and use this space, we answer some of the hundreds of emails we receive:
Lady Alicia R. of Ferrini : Yes, you can apply the same colony that was sent in the 2009 campaign
Mr. Hugo Alberto Salerno : Yes, you can retain some memory tile. Family
Lombroso : Of course not. Mr. and Mrs.
Raimondo: "By chance, he gave them whole milk? Lady Lily Fratarrello
: No, the children must return to their parents, do not get the citizenship of "interchange" but the Citizenship of the colony, in this case, remain citizens of AQLM Ailan, anyway not part of the pregnant females experience. Miss Della
Source: Maybe. Mr. and Mrs. Raimondo
: Occurs as whole milk gases causes them, please read carefully and respect the explanatory brochures. We regret the bad experience.
AQLM Ailan. Bicho Nature Sanctuary Bolita
Given the psychiatric leave of Miss Evelyn Gomez, this note was typed by Mr. Ullrico Ludwig Von Schlutter to thank him for his good spelling and predispisición.
The Directors
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Short Christian Youth Slogans
NAO BASTA OPEN A Janela, NAO ...
Não just open the window
To see the fields and river.
is not enough not to be blind
To see the trees and flowers.
must also have no philosophy.
In philosophy there are no trees, just ideas.
There is only each one of us, like a cave.
There is only one window closes, and the whole world out there;
And a dream of what you might see if the window were opened,
Which is never what you see when you open the window.
Fernando Pessoa. As Alberto Caeiro.
not just open the window
to see the fields and river.
is not enough to not blind
to see trees and flowers.
is also necessary to have no philosophy.
In philosophy there are no trees, no more than ideas.
cave Just how each of us.
There are only a closed window, and everybody out;
and a dream of what might be if the window is opened,
never do you see when you open the window.
Fernando Pessoa. As Alberto Caeiro.
Não just open the window
To see the fields and river.
is not enough not to be blind
To see the trees and flowers.
must also have no philosophy.
In philosophy there are no trees, just ideas.
There is only each one of us, like a cave.
There is only one window closes, and the whole world out there;
And a dream of what you might see if the window were opened,
Which is never what you see when you open the window.
Fernando Pessoa. As Alberto Caeiro.
not just open the window
to see the fields and river.
is not enough to not blind
to see trees and flowers.
is also necessary to have no philosophy.
In philosophy there are no trees, no more than ideas.
cave Just how each of us.
There are only a closed window, and everybody out;
and a dream of what might be if the window is opened,
never do you see when you open the window.
Fernando Pessoa. As Alberto Caeiro.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
How To Find Shadow Pikachu
Excuse: We found the Journal of the Admiral of the Fourth Caravel of Columbus! Malaika
As reads: find the Travel Journal of Admiral of the Fourth Caravel, Don Blas Agapito of Malaverga and Montemenor.
full El Diario appeared in a chest that students ACMelO.GT gun found next to recently found in the depths of our seabed. After finding that he possessed no gold or treasure any, it referred to the Underwater Archaeology Team of the black movement for recovery, conservation and study. Testimonial value conscious that this newspaper has for humanity, will be published in successive deliveries, to avoid saturating the balls.
Today, 12 October, the anniversary of San Griento throughout the Americas , published manuscripts by 30 September and 1 October 1492, historical arrival of the Fourth Caravel our island today AQLM Ailan:
Sunday xeptiemvre thirty of the month of the year of our Lord Jesus Christ one thousand cuatroscientos ninety-two :
course west
sailed ten miles per hour, greatly aided by miraculous power. Quasi jumar is not weed or a bite of one to try. Live crew nervous and hoped to see land and has days and haxen nights have nothing but complain and ramble all kinds of riots and unrest, in addition to holding several games of cards each turn. Túrnanse to stand guard at the stern paxarillo yourself that one approaches the ship, when arrójanle networks to hunt and eat without even removing the plumage. At dawn, I saw a bird that wells in beauteous bow, but wanting to save near falling over such tangled in fishing nets.
VEPE multitude of strange animals such as dolphins and huge sharp teeth, the sea seems to be curd of reach. Escort the ship and covered with a defiant look sailors who dare to peek over the side, which may seem these animals creatures INTELLIGENCE and understanding of the situation.
passed the Xorn without haxta sovresaltos that reported here, and being half-past eight in the evening the sailor and Maslejo Acatraz Sebastian, who was nicknamed "Pepe Flask", leaning forward on the railing, he said to see light away, which nobody believed to be the fan of Sebastian as white spirits, such his unfortunate nickname is certified. Sigi claiming to see light, warning shouting as if possessed.
Gritóme: "Admiral, I muérame exalted struck by lightning if latest matches directly shining in the distance are not populated by savages in the Indies." Repitiólo the parrot on my shoulder, ran from loqual poop deck to push toward the sea, lest the lightning lightning dextroze the ship. But on reaching the horizon I could see a flashing light which point star. I hugged the parrot as if possessed, which severe ocasionóle drowning recuperóse which unfortunately, I have to throw into the sea wrapped in the flag of the Kingdom of Castile and Aragon with honors Vixealmirante has merit. Meanwhile
grew the uproar on deck, there were those who wanted to swim to that point of light, which was prevented by the ferocious animals that accompanied the itinerary of the caravel. In trying to enforce calm, I was raised on a litter by the crew and has explain how I could lock myself in my room, locking the door to all kinds of mops and sticks they found, which was followed by a din worthy of the festival of San Fermin. I should wrap my ears to reconcile Pillows rest. Monday
octuvre first month of the year of our Lord Jesus Christ one thousand cuatroscientos ninety-two :
sail course west five miles per hour. At four-thirty in the morning on this "Pepe Flask" opens the door to my cabin to the voice of "Earth, my Admiral." In calxoncillos long glass in hand I rushed on deck, and facing the horixonte, I can say that there is more than India revosantes of wealth and gold, just not the bright one was viam last night.
At ten past five and seven in the morning can finally glimpsed a fire and several beings who seem young men of good stature, with their wives sinuous creatures on their shoulders, all without exception shaking like mystical ecstasy, and come to us voxes those costs. Commanded the musketeers loaded their weapons, but since I have had to mourn the desapacixión of my parrot, has greatly diminished my authority over these men. Ignoring my warning voxes and starved of food and entertainment, they decide to throw themselves to the calm sea and swim meters que nos separan de las Indias, y algunos déllos arrójanse sobre las tales criaturas de colmillos blancos, montándolas como si de corceles se tratase, que al parecer no eran tan ferozes como imaginaba. Llegando a la costa son los marinos convidados con extraños brevages, que pasan de mano en mano servidos en enormes recipientes hechos de los frutos de unos árboles que se encuentran por doquier en estas Indias, cuyo fino tronco remata en la copa con un penacho de enormes hojas.
Bien me alertó mi madre acerca del peligro de hacerme a la mar con jentes de tan baja procedencia, presidiarios con condenas perpétuas y oscuros esclavos libertos. Mejor suerte hubiese tenido de viajar en la Santa María, si no fuera porque mucho temo together with the Pinta Nina í perhaps from rough waves have sunk, and has thirty-five days and nights there was no sign of the above ships. Damn
princes, king and queen of Spain, Don Cristobal Colon, Don Martin Alonso Pinzon, the ingenious hidalgo Don Alonso Quijano and my soul, madness and haxerme haceptar size to sea with people so peligroxas. I commend my soul to the Almighty and all the saints pray for mercy for this poor servant of your grace Majesties.
Enciérrome on the poop deck with several muskets, an admiral avandona your ship while you have breath of life. Don Blas
of Malaverga and Agapito Montemenor
Photo: The remains of the fourth Carabela on our shores, on the discovery of cannon Malaverga, 17/04/1910:
As reads: find the Travel Journal of Admiral of the Fourth Caravel, Don Blas Agapito of Malaverga and Montemenor.
full El Diario appeared in a chest that students ACMelO.GT gun found next to recently found in the depths of our seabed. After finding that he possessed no gold or treasure any, it referred to the Underwater Archaeology Team of the black movement for recovery, conservation and study. Testimonial value conscious that this newspaper has for humanity, will be published in successive deliveries, to avoid saturating the balls.
Today, 12 October, the anniversary of San Griento throughout the Americas , published manuscripts by 30 September and 1 October 1492, historical arrival of the Fourth Caravel our island today AQLM Ailan:
Sunday xeptiemvre thirty of the month of the year of our Lord Jesus Christ one thousand cuatroscientos ninety-two :
course west
sailed ten miles per hour, greatly aided by miraculous power. Quasi jumar is not weed or a bite of one to try. Live crew nervous and hoped to see land and has days and haxen nights have nothing but complain and ramble all kinds of riots and unrest, in addition to holding several games of cards each turn. Túrnanse to stand guard at the stern paxarillo yourself that one approaches the ship, when arrójanle networks to hunt and eat without even removing the plumage. At dawn, I saw a bird that wells in beauteous bow, but wanting to save near falling over such tangled in fishing nets.
VEPE multitude of strange animals such as dolphins and huge sharp teeth, the sea seems to be curd of reach. Escort the ship and covered with a defiant look sailors who dare to peek over the side, which may seem these animals creatures INTELLIGENCE and understanding of the situation.
passed the Xorn without haxta sovresaltos that reported here, and being half-past eight in the evening the sailor and Maslejo Acatraz Sebastian, who was nicknamed "Pepe Flask", leaning forward on the railing, he said to see light away, which nobody believed to be the fan of Sebastian as white spirits, such his unfortunate nickname is certified. Sigi claiming to see light, warning shouting as if possessed.
Gritóme: "Admiral, I muérame exalted struck by lightning if latest matches directly shining in the distance are not populated by savages in the Indies." Repitiólo the parrot on my shoulder, ran from loqual poop deck to push toward the sea, lest the lightning lightning dextroze the ship. But on reaching the horizon I could see a flashing light which point star. I hugged the parrot as if possessed, which severe ocasionóle drowning recuperóse which unfortunately, I have to throw into the sea wrapped in the flag of the Kingdom of Castile and Aragon with honors Vixealmirante has merit. Meanwhile
grew the uproar on deck, there were those who wanted to swim to that point of light, which was prevented by the ferocious animals that accompanied the itinerary of the caravel. In trying to enforce calm, I was raised on a litter by the crew and has explain how I could lock myself in my room, locking the door to all kinds of mops and sticks they found, which was followed by a din worthy of the festival of San Fermin. I should wrap my ears to reconcile Pillows rest. Monday
octuvre first month of the year of our Lord Jesus Christ one thousand cuatroscientos ninety-two :
sail course west five miles per hour. At four-thirty in the morning on this "Pepe Flask" opens the door to my cabin to the voice of "Earth, my Admiral." In calxoncillos long glass in hand I rushed on deck, and facing the horixonte, I can say that there is more than India revosantes of wealth and gold, just not the bright one was viam last night.
At ten past five and seven in the morning can finally glimpsed a fire and several beings who seem young men of good stature, with their wives sinuous creatures on their shoulders, all without exception shaking like mystical ecstasy, and come to us voxes those costs. Commanded the musketeers loaded their weapons, but since I have had to mourn the desapacixión of my parrot, has greatly diminished my authority over these men. Ignoring my warning voxes and starved of food and entertainment, they decide to throw themselves to the calm sea and swim meters que nos separan de las Indias, y algunos déllos arrójanse sobre las tales criaturas de colmillos blancos, montándolas como si de corceles se tratase, que al parecer no eran tan ferozes como imaginaba. Llegando a la costa son los marinos convidados con extraños brevages, que pasan de mano en mano servidos en enormes recipientes hechos de los frutos de unos árboles que se encuentran por doquier en estas Indias, cuyo fino tronco remata en la copa con un penacho de enormes hojas.
Bien me alertó mi madre acerca del peligro de hacerme a la mar con jentes de tan baja procedencia, presidiarios con condenas perpétuas y oscuros esclavos libertos. Mejor suerte hubiese tenido de viajar en la Santa María, si no fuera porque mucho temo together with the Pinta Nina í perhaps from rough waves have sunk, and has thirty-five days and nights there was no sign of the above ships. Damn
princes, king and queen of Spain, Don Cristobal Colon, Don Martin Alonso Pinzon, the ingenious hidalgo Don Alonso Quijano and my soul, madness and haxerme haceptar size to sea with people so peligroxas. I commend my soul to the Almighty and all the saints pray for mercy for this poor servant of your grace Majesties.
Enciérrome on the poop deck with several muskets, an admiral avandona your ship while you have breath of life. Don Blas
of Malaverga and Agapito Montemenor
Photo: The remains of the fourth Carabela on our shores, on the discovery of cannon Malaverga, 17/04/1910:
Monday, October 11, 2010
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MAYBE BECAUSE THE BULL LIVES HERE DO SO COLD IN EUROPE. EUROPA
called America's heart, but could not be. There was no place in the highest heart-skinned Aztec. It would be the time, for everything in Life is a moment and moments that are worth a lifetime.
will have to wait for empty glasses, squeezed lemons, Garibaldi e Insurgentes, make good mariachi and accompany the gentleman shot of horses, tattoos of skulls from the Zocalo and know that La Virgen de Guadalupe will protect us.
change direction, change of plans and open to curiosity. Direct flight to the heart of the beautiful lady who was abducted by the bull.
skinned the bull, bullfighting lustful formed in our continent. The same bull that was left to kill in the maze and barely resisted, as Borges said, to give glory to the man who inhabits Europe.
The bull and its symbol. The bull semen and fertile and foundation from Crete to Lisbon. The bull that is no grass and no freedom to some autonomous region of the country where I live, by ignorance and cultural terrorism independence of certain liberal fascist attitudes. And they think they possess the truth and freedom of other people.
But back to the heart of the lady taurómaca, there we discover Munich. City
cheerful, elegant, contemporary and neoclassical. City remorseful, devastated, with dry eyes from time spent crying. Franco-Prussian glory, global disaster ... Perhaps that is why its people are so friendly and welcoming.
are known to live, you know drinking is known to enjoy family, friends, beer, maybe to forget ... Here was born the pain left by twice the heart of taurine girlfriend Europe. Land
And remember Friedrich Bavaria, Wagner, Ludwig II, of Fuseli and William Black, Tanhauser and Tristan and Isolde and "Monk oceanfront" and "Crosses on the hill" and " Huter's Tomb "and" Boat called Hope "that wrecked so many times our minds and our souls on the journey of life.
And then we close our eyes and wake up in a world where he is living the romance, embodied in men and works mentioned above. In a place where time does not exist, where winter is winter and summer, summer. In a place with enough cliffs, lakes and enough with enough snow to take our lives for love if applicable, as you and I would. Call me romantic.
This site was visited by my two hundred bones, perched in the Alps. Called Neuschwenstein and its castle is one of the seven new wonders of the world. A place to think of you, a painting by Friedrich, imagined by Disney and the setting for all the mythology Wagnerian opera.
With the cold wind, we move from romanticism to impressionism, futurism and the industrial revolution in our train ride to the right ventricle of old Europe.
The man and modern life.
woke up in Prague. I think even turned up one morning to find you in your bed in insect repellent (such as Kafka taught us), it is worth if it is in Prague.
Kafka, Gollem, Wenceslao, Moldova, Carlos and his bridge, the Holy Child, Pilsner Urlquell, night, light, cold, cold, cold, Secession, Mucha, Chopin, Modernism, Olbrich, imperial glory, Russian submission, no streetlights streetlights, paving and Gothic, astronomical clocks, each street a photo , each photo a sigh, every breath a memorial to the souls who loved or you love and are not seeing what you do.
Vertigo is the perception of beauty, Stendhal syndrome, cold streets, bedrooms hot, love, sex and men greatly unbearably heavy or light, so the city felt Kundera.
And it all ends, we returned to Madrid to see family, friends, to remember them on their anniversary and haunting back the love that has not forgotten us and try to forget that we do not forget. And in Madrid
heat. The heat was looking handsome raptor bull through the heart of his beloved Europe, which only occurs in the lower left ventricle in our country. Hence, dwell among us; leaving other parts of the frozen heart of Europe. Only living flame that gives warmth in Spain, the flame of love for lovers found and recognized.
Each afternoon at five o'clock, again makes clear his sacrifice (as Jesus Christ in the churches of the world to remind us of the origins of Christianity) in the form of a bull facing in beautiful bush men who dream of being Theseus and we remember what we are, where we come from, in a cultural event, beautiful, true life and death. Since there is no truth, only death. A show embraced by the cream of all the great intellectuals.
But not now, in my country is progressing, forgetting the source. Derail, we balkanized by ignorance independence of four men children of a bull and a lady who was swimming in the sea, a quiet spring afternoon. Perhaps because here
Toro inhabits, so cold in Europe. In our hands they get frozen whole heart of taurine girlfriend.
José Luis Vázquez
August 6, 2010.
Sunday, September 5, 2010
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Kenya: A day in my night
Amig @ s : When I reported this month that the column "a day in my life was my turn, I was moved to tears. I wanted to share with all my fans this great joy before issuing the following:
new day I'm getting behind the bar of this beloved Buat, on which my mother gave me birth, shaking the shaker. I asked a walrus clericoco large, three daikicocos and a glass of Zapatero. I give the orders and enter Depardié Delon and two French veterans who tend to fall to about one. Come straight to the bar but face Leo Dan, pour out on the lapels of the suit served the newly daikicoco ... word go, push comes, huge weapon in a fight that go on almost everyone. I take this opportunity to get a break in the compu of writing (only internet connection on the island) and greet my friends feisbuk: I have 7 friend requests, unread messages 78 and 364 invitations to events. I answer all kiss @ sy command to back run buat. Activity
the back door, because sino de saludar gente se me van como tres horas. Por suerte mi papá , que de aplacar grescas se las sabe lungas, ya calmó los ánimos y están todos tomando el clericoco de la paz y escuchando Fens Chubi Frens, con los ojos morados y abrazados sobre los bafles.
Descubro que sólo quedan seis cocos, aprovecho que pá me cubre en la barra y trepo algunas palmeras, recolecto un canastón de cocos pero es demasiado pesado y no puedo transportarlo sola. Por suerte un grupo de miembros del Movimiento N.E.G.R.A. casualmente pasa camino a la Buat: entre todos llevan el canastón a hombro, conmigo arriba cual Reina del Equinoccio.
La pista está que explota, y justo llego cuando termina el caset "40 hooked to parties." I run to turn it around and I run into a handsome Colombian pleiboy whose name I can not disclose, that brings me to dance "La Cucaracha." Just beginning to get warm, I leave with the excuse to replace King.
The bar is on fire, are at 4:22 and it starts to daikicoco japiagüer. Is a tail that reaches the beach. Among the extremists is my dear Boney M, who sings a capella the song I wrote, "Nakupenda Malaika" out loud, accompanied by all the rage, calling me up encores while on a stretcher, with shaker and all. Working in these conditions is not the best, but the customer is always right ... At a quarter to 6, and with all drinking their second or third drink, we will consider the japiagüer. Bongo Lusaka
cart about offering copetín turnovers for breakfast. I like one with the left while right-handed serve a penguin and albatross two patero wine. Taking advantage of the Writing
opened and I hit another compu corridita to use until you get Evelyn (who always comes later.) I'm more relaxed and without the trouble of having to return to the bar, but I am little, because Grandpa does not stop me and invite me talk Sanguchito pickled eggplant, while the keyboard duster Efrain wants, including me, so I answered some mail and I go to CenCuEBa to see if students were added to the Contemporary Dance Islander groups (up to yesterday had most men). On the way I recognize several contingents of tourists come to take pictures, asking me for autographs and propose marriage.
's almost 8, and before the sun climbs I go to sleep for a while, and then replacement dad stayed consoling one of those who never fail, you are whining about a lost love. While the old man listens and gives a tip of gold, and clear finishes to accommodate everything. At 10:30 I wake Omar Garito to shout, just get an official delegation of heads of state from neighboring islands, and you have to invite him DRAM Welcome. I run to seek Barramóvil and everything needed for the event. I ask for help to Omar, burly man, but an excuse because you do not like public relations ... Hope I see in a distance and shouted to come and give me a hand, but can not hear me. So with courage and energy and transport to dredge the Barramóvil, three barrels of mass patero, 331 crystal glasses, twenty kilos of peanuts and a drunk who had been caught in the barrel. After serving
DRAMs welcoming and receiving several offers travel, embassies and others, run to the Buat. The preceptor of ACMelO.GT , Dalmiro Elbleca, along with a handful of students rateados helps me return to the load.
As the 12 quarter make a stop in El Pez Tilente to remove our daily taripán: I have one for me and one for dad.
When I arrive, my dear old man is nodding. Zapatero had lunch with aged black label and sent it to rest.
At one starts belly dancing class, I ducked behind the bar and put on my loincloth Arabic. The number of entries exceeds the capacity of the dance floor, so we went out the door. Three hours of wiggling hips, with trips to the bar every fifteen minutes to serve drinks to the regulars who patiently await their turn.
ended the class at 16 hours. Applause. Pupils are exhausted and thirsty I have to move a barrel patero the center of the track and spread extral sorbets. Are five in the afternoon, I take a while before jumping behind the bar, take a nap. At six I wake up desperate cries: Keit Richards is screaming "Givmi of patherou!". Some are frightened, but is harmless. I serve your patero and as always gives me talk and I can roam the world in his helicopter. Thank you, but I have no time ... Enter a group Protugués Exchange Program - Agarrameño and I serve them. I show them the facilities and the emergency exit and I prepared a royal daikicocos with green olives.
19:30: The cart comes Tilente Pez, Lusaka Bongo us Classics brings copetín turnovers in the afternoon and stay to share a patero emperor penguin.
At 20 starts reggeton theoretical class, issued by a Panamanian professor Champion Carnival 2009. Excited to see the full track of students scoring in their notebooks the secrets of this exciting dance theory. After the class teacher and blankets to carry her to the beach. I'm about to go but find that I'm running out of coconuts, grab the machete and canastón and I dedicate it to harvest for 45 minutes. And at 22:05 I'm ready for the next japiagüer of clericoco, which runs until 23:40, at which time I leave the Buat with the intention of taking my deserved rest. Only San Hold me know if I can ....
Besito @ s, I love you much @ @! Malaika
Kenya
Bargüoman
share with you a family photo of my half sisters: On the right, by the mother, the middle part of Dad, and the left do not know. 
Amig @ s : When I reported this month that the column "a day in my life was my turn, I was moved to tears. I wanted to share with all my fans this great joy before issuing the following:
new day I'm getting behind the bar of this beloved Buat, on which my mother gave me birth, shaking the shaker. I asked a walrus clericoco large, three daikicocos and a glass of Zapatero. I give the orders and enter Depardié Delon and two French veterans who tend to fall to about one. Come straight to the bar but face Leo Dan, pour out on the lapels of the suit served the newly daikicoco ... word go, push comes, huge weapon in a fight that go on almost everyone. I take this opportunity to get a break in the compu of writing (only internet connection on the island) and greet my friends feisbuk: I have 7 friend requests, unread messages 78 and 364 invitations to events. I answer all kiss @ sy command to back run buat. Activity
the back door, because sino de saludar gente se me van como tres horas. Por suerte mi papá , que de aplacar grescas se las sabe lungas, ya calmó los ánimos y están todos tomando el clericoco de la paz y escuchando Fens Chubi Frens, con los ojos morados y abrazados sobre los bafles.
Descubro que sólo quedan seis cocos, aprovecho que pá me cubre en la barra y trepo algunas palmeras, recolecto un canastón de cocos pero es demasiado pesado y no puedo transportarlo sola. Por suerte un grupo de miembros del Movimiento N.E.G.R.A. casualmente pasa camino a la Buat: entre todos llevan el canastón a hombro, conmigo arriba cual Reina del Equinoccio.
La pista está que explota, y justo llego cuando termina el caset "40 hooked to parties." I run to turn it around and I run into a handsome Colombian pleiboy whose name I can not disclose, that brings me to dance "La Cucaracha." Just beginning to get warm, I leave with the excuse to replace King.
The bar is on fire, are at 4:22 and it starts to daikicoco japiagüer. Is a tail that reaches the beach. Among the extremists is my dear Boney M, who sings a capella the song I wrote, "Nakupenda Malaika" out loud, accompanied by all the rage, calling me up encores while on a stretcher, with shaker and all. Working in these conditions is not the best, but the customer is always right ... At a quarter to 6, and with all drinking their second or third drink, we will consider the japiagüer. Bongo Lusaka
cart about offering copetín turnovers for breakfast. I like one with the left while right-handed serve a penguin and albatross two patero wine. Taking advantage of the Writing
opened and I hit another compu corridita to use until you get Evelyn (who always comes later.) I'm more relaxed and without the trouble of having to return to the bar, but I am little, because Grandpa does not stop me and invite me talk Sanguchito pickled eggplant, while the keyboard duster Efrain wants, including me, so I answered some mail and I go to CenCuEBa to see if students were added to the Contemporary Dance Islander groups (up to yesterday had most men). On the way I recognize several contingents of tourists come to take pictures, asking me for autographs and propose marriage.
's almost 8, and before the sun climbs I go to sleep for a while, and then replacement dad stayed consoling one of those who never fail, you are whining about a lost love. While the old man listens and gives a tip of gold, and clear finishes to accommodate everything. At 10:30 I wake Omar Garito to shout, just get an official delegation of heads of state from neighboring islands, and you have to invite him DRAM Welcome. I run to seek Barramóvil and everything needed for the event. I ask for help to Omar, burly man, but an excuse because you do not like public relations ... Hope I see in a distance and shouted to come and give me a hand, but can not hear me. So with courage and energy and transport to dredge the Barramóvil, three barrels of mass patero, 331 crystal glasses, twenty kilos of peanuts and a drunk who had been caught in the barrel. After serving
DRAMs welcoming and receiving several offers travel, embassies and others, run to the Buat. The preceptor of ACMelO.GT , Dalmiro Elbleca, along with a handful of students rateados helps me return to the load.
As the 12 quarter make a stop in El Pez Tilente to remove our daily taripán: I have one for me and one for dad.
When I arrive, my dear old man is nodding. Zapatero had lunch with aged black label and sent it to rest.
At one starts belly dancing class, I ducked behind the bar and put on my loincloth Arabic. The number of entries exceeds the capacity of the dance floor, so we went out the door. Three hours of wiggling hips, with trips to the bar every fifteen minutes to serve drinks to the regulars who patiently await their turn.
ended the class at 16 hours. Applause. Pupils are exhausted and thirsty I have to move a barrel patero the center of the track and spread extral sorbets. Are five in the afternoon, I take a while before jumping behind the bar, take a nap. At six I wake up desperate cries: Keit Richards is screaming "Givmi of patherou!". Some are frightened, but is harmless. I serve your patero and as always gives me talk and I can roam the world in his helicopter. Thank you, but I have no time ... Enter a group Protugués Exchange Program - Agarrameño and I serve them. I show them the facilities and the emergency exit and I prepared a royal daikicocos with green olives.
19:30: The cart comes Tilente Pez, Lusaka Bongo us Classics brings copetín turnovers in the afternoon and stay to share a patero emperor penguin.
At 20 starts reggeton theoretical class, issued by a Panamanian professor Champion Carnival 2009. Excited to see the full track of students scoring in their notebooks the secrets of this exciting dance theory. After the class teacher and blankets to carry her to the beach. I'm about to go but find that I'm running out of coconuts, grab the machete and canastón and I dedicate it to harvest for 45 minutes. And at 22:05 I'm ready for the next japiagüer of clericoco, which runs until 23:40, at which time I leave the Buat with the intention of taking my deserved rest. Only San Hold me know if I can ....
Besito @ s, I love you much @ @! Malaika
Kenya
Bargüoman
share with you a family photo of my half sisters: On the right, by the mother, the middle part of Dad, and the left do not know.
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