The Broken the day after the Sun Camping rescued
Monday, May 23, 2011
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Raven Riley Pissing Forest
Estas son algunas de las frases rescatadas de las pancartas de Acampada Sol:
Oferta de empleo: País indignado busca políticos honestos. Abstenerse los actuales.
Que se bajen del Audi.
Madres orgullosas de esta juventud luchadora.
Fíate de un banco y dormirás en él.
Pienso, luego estorbo.
El gobierno rescata a quienes desahucian a familias.
Usad protector; vamos a tener Sol para rato.
Policía y trabajadores del orden y la ley sois bienvenidos a solidarizaros con el resto de trabajadores de esta acampada.
Agradecida y emocionada, I just want to say thanks for coming.
governing the whores, that their children have failed us.
We are not anti-the system is anti-us. 3 rd
unite youth. Without you nothing. Yes to the voice of experience.
Sorry, here there is no leader to defeat.
Tio Pepe, which you're missing! (Referring to the temporary disappearance of the traditional announcement of "Uncle Joe" of the Puerta del Sol de Madrid. Parida by Caesar)
now their turn to be afraid, because we already have lost EVERYTHING.
'll have a lot of money, but there is something you can never buy, a dinosaur.
Pili making epic picture uploaded
a trash can, and Cari holding.
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Wordings For Congratulations On Pregnancies
As they did not know it was impossible, they got
Jean Cocteau
How hard to write this post. As you know who read me, do not usually get into political issues, but I can not shut it. I can hardly find the tone, it's hard to sort everything I have in my head and I would like to say, after a week soaking up information (particularly in Digg , a website based on the participation of Internet users, that is hot to the issue of 15-M), reading articles emotive, eloquent, moving and even some outrageous, passing by the camp of the Puerta del Sol ... But I'll try. I need to put my two cents.
How hard to write this post. As you know who read me, do not usually get into political issues, but I can not shut it. I can hardly find the tone, it's hard to sort everything I have in my head and I would like to say, after a week soaking up information (particularly in Digg , a website based on the participation of Internet users, that is hot to the issue of 15-M), reading articles emotive, eloquent, moving and even some outrageous, passing by the camp of the Puerta del Sol ... But I'll try. I need to put my two cents.
almost two years ago that I am not aware in detail of English politics, it depresses me and makes me feel helpless. But I need not watch the news on television or read newspapers and to fuel the powerful words, with their jargon and vacuous explanations (when given). I have only to look at life on the street, the people, people increasingly fucked, every time we have less, and an elite that is increasingly. What we are removing .
We must be aware of "people", and although we work and ceiling and can live acceptably, we must be aware of all the outrages that are suffering as people. " Because we may be the lucky ... today, but none are safe.
We can not allow ourselves to change the rules of the game (laws) to the whim of a few, to benefit precisely those that modify the rules again and again ... Enough. is not the lack of resources (money) for all is that they account for only those few .
And those few are not going to stop them by themselves, because avarice and greed have no bottom, and end up subjected to a sort of slavery to an increasingly rich minority.
Indignaos, because we must stop them! At the moment not giving our approval in the election, because it is seen that do not represent our interests but their own. Are showing us many years.
why camping is mounted in the Puerta del Sol, because people no longer want to swallow. They started young, and they have joined "outraged" of all ages and conditions. Concentrations have been extended by many other English cities, and the latest news is that the movement has crossed our borders: there are already concentrations in several Italian cities, Portugal, Germany, Belgium, Netherlands, United Kingdom, Argentina, Colombia ... The list can be found on page tomalaplaza . It has been busy, the people have rebelled.
I leave a couple of links Speaking of Cristina, a citizen of 46 years , in a program RNE (in minute 47) and an interview with Jose Miguel, a camp in the Puerta del Sol 19 years . Do not miss it.
I can not express how I feel. It's exciting. It fills my heart with hope.
PS: Do not rule out a post of pics from the camping Sun
Sunday, May 15, 2011
How Long Is The Colon
San Isidro; chotis, pimps and cool. A surprise plan
Today is San Isidro, patron saint of Madrid. To the great misfortune to all of us locals, this year fell on Sunday, so we are left with no other party more (May 1, Labor Day, also fell on a Sunday, grrrrr ....) Anyway, for help you to numb the pain of your afflicted hearts Madrid oh, and because of our patron saint, I will illustrate with a few pearls of my boundless wisdom informative.
Pearl of wisdom namber guan :
With everything from Madrid and that is the chotis chulapa, dance, typical of Madrid, its origin is actually Central, and its name comes from an adjective no English, looking over the DRAE find its etymology:
Chotis (Del al. schottisch , Scotland).
1. m. Seized and slow dance usually done by taking three steps to the left, three at right turns.
Pearl of wisdom namber chu :
Do you know anything, piltrafillas, where where the expression "more cool that an eight" ? Let's go first to DRAE ( mine is devotion) to the definition of "cool" Chulo
(Del Mozar. Sulo, and east of lat. sciŏlus , bookish).
5. m. and f. Guy Madrid popular classes, distinguished by some involvement and handsomeness in dress and how to behave.
And now the mess: the castiza term "coolest that an eight" was born in the city center on the banks of the Manzanares, was referring to the tram service between the Puerta del Sol in central Madrid , and the meadow of San Antonio de la Florida, where they celebrated, and continues still celebrating, the Verbena de San Isidro. The tram in question used to be cargadito of "chulapos" and "chulapas" and was, you guessed it, number eight.
While walking around I stumbled upon the internet, I suspect self-concocted a maverick theory about the origin of the phrase:
sorry to say that that's not is the origin of this, its origin is a mathematician and continues "... that is 8 feet and infinity lie."
not believe me , but cool.
Friday, May 13, 2011
What Does Wat Mean In English?
There was at nine-ay quarter actually, when you have not been with anyone you can afford the luxury of being late. The action already begun, and it seemed that the plebs enjoyed the show, judging by their generous applause, but non-detract from anyone, I'm not very impressed, probably because he was too busy trying to make a decent picture with little light he had, while occasionally looking out the corner of the eye to someone who preferred not to meet.
Total ... (I mess with the non important) that when finished the performance I've been sitting in the plaza watching the crowd dissolved, and that was when I heard a chorus behind me loudly proclaiming: "Here we are, we are the atheists!" I turned and I saw a crowd down Meson de Paredes, wearing a red kettle papier-mache considerable dimensions, is seen today was the day of the disproportion.
When they started to chant: "Outside religion education" have finally tied ropes, "Tate," I said to myself "This will be the one that atheist procession do not let them at Easter, who left for San Isidro. And following their siren songs, without hesitation I joined the procession without even knowing where things would go.
There were people of all ages, carrying banners and even some Republican flag, of course. "Neither God, nor love, nor state or pattern" , has begun to chant the offspring. And a little later: "More beer, less hosts" . This pleased me, so I've got my new notebook (thanks Martha) and I have started to point, how could it be otherwise.
Then I remembered the women's demo of a couple of years ago which also I pulled out my notebook to jot down a few slogans that could not be forgotten, and I remembered that of: " less rosaries, and more Chinese balls "," This would identic "" I thought to myself. And it was not two minutes later that a woman's voice began to chant the same slogan, and the mass was followed as Fuenteovejuna, male and female voices together, all at a ... "less rosaries, and more Chinese balls!, Less beads and more Chinese balls!" Oh ... What most emotional moment!
anti-clericalism and irreverence were obviously the crux of the demo, so people have not cut much: "It seems a shame, shame me, Rouco's mother could not abort" or "You've been cheated, the virgin has f * oped!"
tense moment when we passed by the Church of San Lorenzo and people started chanting "That church, we will burn ". And I liked it, because someone inside the event has said no to the group, as if he had some awareness of not passing a limit, or that the thing ceases to be festive and sexy ... and that slogan has been muted. But then, a little behind people started to chant again: "This church, we a. .. squat! " I loved the occurrence, in perfect harmony with the neighborhood.
Well, the truth is that he planned to have other stuff such as my encounter with my neighbors next door, from now, "atheists" - or the interesting explanation that carried a teapot , or how after reading the final statement expected people turn to be photographed with the "sacred teapot" or the beautiful and touching union sweepers and national, working shoulder to shoulder at the end of the trail ...
But I can not, I conclude my story here and go to the envelope, which is well, looking how late it has made me, me cago en ...
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Donny Millionaire Roulette
material things. Rescued
I imagine him every night: "The 0:10, the 0:10, the 0:10, the 0:10 and 0:10. Okay, so good. "Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, close the box and sleep. A dream of the little clock. Tick tock, tick tock ...
Being English teacher dealing with many people in my circle who normally would never have come to know, either by age (children or much more older than me) or his "social circle ". And I got to know much more than you might think, just talking in class of every conceivable topic, from what each one likes, to the view of the world, making the weekends ...
I sometimes surprises me with people I know, like when I taught a BMW bigwig, this man would measure no more than five feet five, had a voice that seemed to perpetually hoarse, PP voter ... and a nice guy, intelligent, with a great sense of humor, sensitive ... was a real pleasure to class. I still can not explain what they voted for the PP, which has a bias.
O Maite, a fifty-something student whose birth told here ; Hear was delighted with his simple wisdom. Or I had a wonderful group of six teenage girls in their fourteen, fifteen years, which more than nice: all ready, thank you / damn and very, very good people. It was very interesting to share their stories and remember what it was that age.
I have not always positive experiences, though fortunately most. I remember a couple of years a student, as he only clumsy grammar and who was not able to pronounce in a fairly intelligible. Well this guy was delighted to come to class with a strange little word he had taken from a newspaper or book, and me trying to shoehorn brew at any occasion. If I do not know the word, as in some occasions he lit his face with joy, would not surprise me when I get home will use the memory of his "victory" as inspiration for their perverted practices onanísticas.
Dealing with so many people gives me a view of the wide range of human fauna out there, and there are quite peculiar specimens, at least. This year I have to Marcel, a student of my age or maybe a few years younger, majete, but with a personality somewhat "childish" and whose fantastic plan every last Saturday tooodos is to go with his girlfriend to the mall to buy something for himself. While not need anything. Going to look and see what you can buy, and always get something. Every Saturday year-enriching hobby. "Do not get bored of doing the same thing every weekend? Do not be satisfied with buying things? I have to ask if occasionally cleans to get rid of clutter, because otherwise, my god how will the house.
Besides shopping, or as another example, suppose you freak-a Marcel watches. Has five, I imagine that expensive, stored in a special box for watches. When we speak of a certain type of books we liked to read, he said, "Well, I do not read books, but I read magazines. Watch " Aha ... fascinating. I is the subject of watches not just picked, I admit.
The fact is that the other day I could not resist, and to poke a bit different, and English class because any excuse to talk to students, "he said " Hey, imagine you could take a pill that you take off your passion for clocks, would you drink? Because imagine the money you'd be saving! And you could have all this pasta for travel, for example, right? "" Ya very safe, "he said, is that but I like material things."
I do not know if I would notice in the face what I thought about it, tried not to move or gesture an inch and keep looking at him like that, an invitation to continue talking. He continued: " Because you're traveling and then come back and you have nothing. But I have my watch on my box, and when I open it and look at them, and there are always. " Aha ...
Saturday, May 7, 2011
How Do Drs Test For Shingles
silent phase
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People start to worry about my absence from blogging, I'll demonstrate by various routes, and I always say the same, "I'm not okay, it's just that I want to write"
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they had recovered the win when after a long pause I published my post Adonis neighbor, whom by the way, I have not seen, but then I went on vacation for Easter, and not be alone for a time in ten days, and the latter were no less than fourteen-turned wanting to be in my own company, to have personal space and peace of mind. In the last couple of weekends I pull a little socially connected, and I'm enjoying it.
But hey, this already know me, I go through phases, like when I recently gave the creative phase, or phases in which I have not read ... now as I write. Not only because I'm lazy, but also non-communicative, but I'm great, come on.
Yet I have many posts designed, and when I enter the will begin to parirlos, but I know it now sería condenarme a un parto difícil, y yo no me haría eso a mí misma -aunque ya voy teniendo ganillas de que suceda, la verdad.
En fin, que hasta entonces os dejo con un viejo amigo ... ¡Por fin le pillé in fraganti ! :D
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Can You Go To Bars With A Temporary I'd?
22
No hay nada que me joda más que los monólogos. ¿un tío que escribe tonterías? Las tonterías son para decirlas, no para escribirlas - Dani Bro
Cari: ¿A que es guay cuando conocemos personas?
Pili: Sí aunt, is that we are islands!
Cari: Laura, not that! - to see me take the book- Son of a bitch, is the worst of the fucking society.
Nobody said that the mood had to be funny ... "I
Carlos, a student of 10 years and has not come to mind and not bring any motion: as I place myself in India.
Me: "Quee?
Carlos: No, I wanted to say ...
(?)
What do you call a binge of sweets? A gomilona - Cari-
Monday, April 11, 2011
Dragon Ball Fotomontana
The Adonis (new neighbor 2)
Yes
adonis
A few minutes later, when I went out the door to go to Curran, was hearing himself the movement of moving on the stairs. Was putting the key when I heard a male voice behind me: "Hello ..." I turned around, and what I found was ... tremendísima appearance.
A real Adonis stood before me just right muscled, with a white tank top, all of it twinkling and glistening by sweat ... fucked handsome the day is long. As if to show his great muscular power, carrying a gas cylinder in each hand as he does not want the thing, and not think drop them all the time he was talking to me, I would think they were empty.
A real Adonis stood before me just right muscled, with a white tank top, all of it twinkling and glistening by sweat ... fucked handsome the day is long. As if to show his great muscular power, carrying a gas cylinder in each hand as he does not want the thing, and not think drop them all the time he was talking to me, I would think they were empty.
"Hey," he said as if he were the incarnation of a Greek god - you have stolen?
- Cómooo ¿?
- Do not you have stolen from you last night?
-Nooo ... I have stolen, why ? I asked more than strange.
"Because I have said that they had robbed someone's house.
-Ah, no, I do not ...
"No stealing here, do not ? (How many times you can say "no" in a first step conversation? For there would be one more.)
"Why, I know not. What are you, the new neighbor? I asked smiling and flushed.
profidén -smile spark of brightness with a tooth ... Ching!
- Well, my name is Laura, how's your name?
-Hugo
So called Hugo. I doubted whether to give two kisses of rigor, but being as I was so sweaty, and with a bottle hanging from each arm, did not seem the best choice. What I did was go back to reality ... worldly, and tell the leak that the work had been done on the roof of my kitchen and bathroom, interested kindly about when would remedy such a tricky issue.
"Oh, good, but we'll have to talk to the owner, a skinny kid you see around here.
"Okay, okay, but coméntaselo, if you think," I said probably goofy smile.
Well, we exchanged a few sentences and said goodbye.
As I got my quad bike bud often thought I'd burst touched by neighbor, while beginning to speculate on new research that the latest talks with the neighborhood had opened before me: Would my namesake crying because he had stolen from her? Will you live the Adonis and the skinny kid in the apartment attic? Will couples, then? A world of unknowns and possibilities opens up on my ladder.
Congratulation Words For Pregnancy
The new neighbor a
peacefully last Friday I was reading when the phone rang, it was George, my neighbor, who lives in eight steps from my house. The conversation went as usual, he handed me his guest, and I tried to keep the roll and pretend calls seem natural, and as we colleagues: "What about everything, what about the daddies, how it will work asked me, as always. He went on to impromptu questions: What about candy? " (meaning that bag of candy for my cough ago gave me the intemerata of time, and I knew I was going to bring tail).
- Huy Jorge, candy! Where will ya?! Hahaha.
- Well, you owe me a coffee "he said, as so often .
- Yes, - carefree- answered one of these days ...
- JAJAJAJAAAA ...!!! , gave a tremendous laugh, which puzzled me greatly and made me wonder, "" wtf!? " Then he went to his own: For when he was climbing the stairs I heard a. .. What is the name of the first?
-Laura.
"Oh, I have heard from Laura because she was crying ...
"This ... - what the hell I commented to that, George? That it keeps one for one, we do not know ...- both Well, hopefully it is nothing serious ... (I know ...)
-Ya ... Have you seen the new neighbors?
(Brief aside: the floor above mine, in which he lived the p *** German and Hungarian alleged trafficker, has changed hands, and during this past month has been my alarm clock been the persistent and very irritating patter of sick workers from hours early for my good rest, including Saturdays, Sundays and Holy Days.)
- Do the works? No, I have not had the (dubious) pleasure ...
-Pues están haciendo la mudanza, ¿no les oyes por las escaleras?
-Ah, sí, ¿son ellos entonces?
Fue en definitiva una conversación bastante similar a los cienes de conversaciones que hemos tenido en estos muchos años; todas ellas con sus pequeños toques desconcertantes a la par que pseudo-entrañables.
Unos minutos más tarde, cuando salía yo por la puerta para ir a currar, seguía oyéndose el trasiego de la mudanza en las escaleras. Estaba echando la llave cuando oí a mis espaldas una voz masculina: “Hola...” I turned around, and what I found was ... tremendísima appearance.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Recommended Muscle Percentage
March: Month of the rabbit.
The poor and hides when it sees me coming, it's all emparanoiao;
no further look into the eyes to notice.
suppose to roll the rabbit do not deceive your clever mind, and I quickly oleréis I still do not time / desire to write, and let us know, right?
Still, I want to take a while to proclaim with joy the arrival of my beloved spring and regale pass an image I saw a few days ago the neighborhood, and despite its simplicity, touched me and brought me a smile.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Multiple Myeloma - Life Expectancy
A bunny on the other
Everyday ye who have the reader or reading list acusaréis not, but I know who enter the blog from time to time to see if I upgraded, and if it takes a while more than usual, can become somewhat Jarte see the same picture over and over again. Maxime-me-if I can manage a close up of female genitalia. And even if they were male, go.
So magnanimous as I am, I decided that although I vaguely vague Curren an entry in a position, I will shoot the film and update, a week is enough tribute to our parts.
And lazy to write what's left? Photos. I took a spin around the latter, and this is what you touched:
Was I one day last week Tribulete street, road gigs, when to my great surprise and admiration, I saw a small white bunny spray in hand, writing on the wall so great obscenity: "Viva la Esteban" with bunny ... Damn - I thought to myself. And acontinuación: This is what I have to arretratar pa 'out in everyday life. "
Unfortunately for when I had stopped the bike and removed the camera from my backpack, the bunny had finished his painting and, noticing my presence, spray paint hid behind their backs. In fact if you look at the photo shows how one side overlooking the paint, do you see? To the left.
Unfortunately for when I had stopped the bike and removed the camera from my backpack, the bunny had finished his painting and, noticing my presence, spray paint hid behind their backs. In fact if you look at the photo shows how one side overlooking the paint, do you see? To the left.
Total, the next day the same rabbit, same story, when I arrived, the very buffoon (no accent!) Returned to his face that had not ever broken a plate, that almost makes you want to believe it.
But I was determined to get the image to show the world his true nature vandalism, so I did the Longui myself, and when I saw the Bunny and I was missing out again on the march, followed him into the distance hand-held camera to portray loosely constructed his next deed.
And the there was wrongdoing, but no spray in hand, but ...
And the there was wrongdoing, but no spray in hand, but ...
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
How Do You Unblock Runescape
The vulva and art
Dedicated to women in our day.
This is The origin of the world.
Dedicated to women in our day.
This is The origin of the world.
Gustave Courbet painted it back in 1866. What value, a foreshortening with a vulva there in the first plane, without arms, legs or head that allow the viewer the excuse of looking to other part. Of course, that was the table that was the poor a century and a half journey embarrassing hidden in antique paintings hung after other less committed reasons ... living in the shadows nothing less than to 1995, when a bold curator of the Museum D'Orsay in Paris gave him arrested and exposed, with caution, yes, put a special watch in the room, for fear of public reactions.
Things have changed considerably since Courbet made the audacity to show this perspective of a woman, and today we have all the close-ups of female pubic want a mouse click. But let's be frank; the "new pussy" seen on the internet and porn movies are radically different from the picture by Courbet, and of course radically different from the vast majority of women would see if cogiéramos a mirror and look down, do you girls ?
us face the facts; vulva prototype that we are selling the porn industry is unreal : a hairless pubis, or just a hint, little lips, all very recogidito and a pink uniform. Nothing stands out or calls attention, is just a line between the legs, like the vulva of a girl, only on a larger scale. A little sickening that, right?
I find it very disturbing that women gradually go along with this big ball and try to adapt our anatomy to this canon artificial and ridiculous tax. But it's happening: More and more girls are decided by the "extreme hair," torture and slavery to which I personally am not willing to submit, and in some cases more radical uncertainty about the aesthetics of the genitals takes some women to cut their losses and recourse to surgery (!)
This modern equivalent of FGM comment -Jamie McCartney, English sculptor- is a strange practice that suggests that a pussy is better than another.
Men "continues - are usually more pussy than women, who often have only seen their own. Hence my desire to show the variety of ways, because it can be endlessly fascinating, empowering and comforting . For many women their genitals are a source of shame rather than pride, and this book seeks to redress the balance, showing that they are all different and all are normal.
His work, The Great Wall vagina, to be exposed for the first time this May at the Brighton Festival Fringe , consists of no less than 400 casts of vulvas of women from 18 to 76 years, divided into ten panels each forty molds.
Empoderaos girls, watching this small sample!
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Brazilian Wax Leesburg
The point of no return
For over a year I do not see the news or read newspapers regularly. I need to stay away from this constant metralleo dire news about the injustices, cruelties and horrors that happen in the world.
Many people criticized me my position, people who say you need to know the truth, you have to be informed. And I wonder, Why? Why is my heart with the things I hear? Who benefits as I know, if like many others I can not do, I do nothing about it?
last November threw out a 20minutes I found myself in the staff room. On the cover had the headline, referring to the invasion of Morocco Western Sahara: Hidden in Laayoune : "At night you can hear the torture" I could not help imagine and feel an immense sadness and deep sorrow, and mourn. It is very, very frightening.
understand that we aware of the terrible things that happen on the planet we live, we can not live in the world lollipop. But there comes a point where our mind can not take much horror, so much pain, and little by little we are anesthetized; normal, it is a defense mechanism. And this is not good. I think we should strike a balance, and I think it's easy.
For all these reasons I'm only minimally informed about the wave of rebellion that is happening in the Muslim world, but what little I get I find creepy. Creepy one hand and extremely heroic and hopeful for another. But I have so far, so remote is for my life quiet neighborhood that I could hardly imagine what could drive entire populations of people into the reckless courage to take to the streets, knowing they could lose their lives for justice. A few days ago I got the chilling explanation:
We have reached the point of no return. We know that if we do not die in the streets, kill us in our houses.
few days I've been I can not remove this from the head. Neither the chest and stomach.
And I feel that there is much I can do about it. But I decided long ago that when I had this feeling of helplessness and powerlessness, to avoid "paralysis" had to find out although only the minimum if I could do, and do it. So I wrote this post.
And I feel that there is much I can do about it. But I decided long ago that when I had this feeling of helplessness and powerlessness, to avoid "paralysis" had to find out although only the minimum if I could do, and do it. So I wrote this post.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Brent Corrigan And Brent Evveret
2011 Early signs
On February 5, just days ago, I said at the beginning of a post :
On February 5, just days ago, I said at the beginning of a post :
"They're here these days Solete winter of the long-awaited sun finally warm again, through several layers of clothing, though. Are becoming more closely at those first signs that I hope each year; my first lily in El Retiro, my first grass dotted with daisies, my first ladybug, my first Almond Blossom ... all these signs that tell me that after the winter rest, life begins to bubble again. "
Well, I have them all. I do not have to tell anyone that I see, is here rebirth!
The first sign I saw was a grass dotted with daisies on the Paseo del Prado, en route to job. When I saw him suspiciously: "Is that really what I think it is? Are ... margaritas? "I stopped my bike, and yes, it was my first sign to .
(18/02/1911)
And of course, when it comes to one, and all the rest come seguiditas. So this weekend in Patones saw my first flowering almond
(20/02/1911)
and my first ladybug (tightrope walker).
On Monday I could not resist and ran away for a while to retreat at a window that is between classes, in order to get the latest sign that I had. Went straight to a zone where every year the first irises bloom all over the park ... and nothing, I got a little disappointed when I saw the buds bursting full of rods, but no flowers still open. But when I retired up giving me a little later than other years, I saw, my first lily. When shooting, I realized that was beginning to wane a little poor, so it's been a great advance compared to their counterparts.
(21/02/1911)
Okay, I have all the signs, now I want good weather.
PD (15.19hs): Even the good weather is here! I just came from the dog park; Today was my first day of using the picnic blanket roll to read the sun. And out there I left all windows of the house open wide to let the airecito warm first year. Koha .... :)
PD (15.19hs): Even the good weather is here! I just came from the dog park; Today was my first day of using the picnic blanket roll to read the sun. And out there I left all windows of the house open wide to let the airecito warm first year. Koha .... :)
Friday, February 18, 2011
Cmv Virus And Kidney Transplants
My first Kurdish
Tabacalera last Friday recalled the story with Iñaki and his colleagues, talking about first Kurdish. And at the end I was thinking that now, because of my age, I see more from the perspective of the father. And I figured that out to pick up a. .. my pre-teen niece (although neither has that old yet) to stay with his girlfriend and I found them in the state insane, certainly I would not mind that I take a Tona. It would be like when my niece give these outbursts Jara strangers who gets to jump, and dance, and put faces distorted, and loud guttural sounds, it struck me who has done something creature! ...
was little I loved the anise. And when I say small, I mean when I was a single digit age. My mother let me put your finger in your glass and sip and just a few drops of delicious liqueur, total, some drops were not going to do no wrong ... But of course, between that what I knew very little, even when my mother let me put your finger a second time, and knew where they kept the bottle, the temptation was too strong for my weak immature moral sense.
So when my parents were not stalking, I went to the bar, one slug hit the bottle of anise, and the liquor ardiéndome in the mouth without swallowing it, I was running to the nearest faucet to which I Amorite, and mixed liquor into my mouth water. Then, with swollen cheeks and heady flavor that flooding the mouth, I was going swallowing small eat if you wish.
This often did not because he was "vaguely aware that he was not quite right that, and had reason to suspect that if my parents caught me I would fall brawl, fixed. But as never got to catch me, I guess that little by little I trust.
One day, my twelve years, I invited Maricarmen, a classmate from school, a snack at home after school. Aware of my role as host, after the sandwich and cola-cao, I decided to try my hand at my guest what delighted me so much to me. The crop system I realized that it was smart to visit, so I took a glass of Duralex, I filled up half of anise, and then stuffed the other half of water, so a check is being but the size of an ostrich.
When it came Marianne's father to pick her up, we did not stop laughing and laughing uncontrollably for everything, I guess that also cost us balance. I was not aware that something strange happened to us, and even less I could think of to make a connection between our laughter and anise, but something I figured when the father asked us missed Maricarmen: "But what is wrong with you?" And then we asked him four or five times. Obviously, neither imagined that I could have drunk his daughter, I suppose attribute our own behavior to the folly of girls of that age, and we free of that.
One moment ... o_O
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Titles For 21st Birthday Parties On Facebook
Rescued 21
a child, when no one saw me I was eating the liver of my brothers drove me crazy. Sometimes I even ate the liver of the cat to sneak-Ray
Iñaki. How are you?
Me: Here in my placid unproductive ...
Sara, my 7-year student: "Just for a step grandparents sometimes fall down and kill ... it is very rare."
Carl: (after a prologue on Buddhist monks) ... So you can reach the mood for love, and love for the humor. Iñaki
: Yours?
Cari, boasts: Yes ..
Me: Hala, do not worry because I'll publish it. (And here I am, fulfilling)
Pili: Luis I ask "Where are coolest hands in pockets in the skirt or the suck?" And poor me answers! ... "Let's see ...? at the chupa. "
A drunk weaving down El Rastro, talking to himself, while he raised two fingers: " I have ... for two whores. "
Cari: The outlines of preserved
Me: Quee ¿?
Cari: That "yawning is contagious
Me: Damn ; the same.
Cari: But what I said in context.
Me: ?????
a child, when no one saw me I was eating the liver of my brothers drove me crazy. Sometimes I even ate the liver of the cat to sneak-Ray Iñaki. How are you?
Me: Here in my placid unproductive ...
Sara, my 7-year student: "Just for a step grandparents sometimes fall down and kill ... it is very rare."
Carl: (after a prologue on Buddhist monks) ... So you can reach the mood for love, and love for the humor. Iñaki
: Yours?
Cari, boasts: Yes ..
Me: Hala, do not worry because I'll publish it. (And here I am, fulfilling)
Pili: Luis I ask "Where are coolest hands in pockets in the skirt or the suck?" And poor me answers! ... "Let's see ...? at the chupa. "
A drunk weaving down El Rastro, talking to himself, while he raised two fingers: " I have ... for two whores. "
Cari: The outlines of preserved
Me: Quee ¿?
Cari: That "yawning is contagious
Me: Damn ; the same.
Cari: But what I said in context.
Me: ?????
Monday, February 14, 2011
Kat Von D Black Thong
New
Cockroaches bite the dust, because it has come the cops.
I finally got rid of cockroaches in Everyday! No longer are they the stars of the most read post! I feel that my honor, prestige and reputation are safe, and I know future generations as "Laura of cockroaches"
And who has succeeded in driving the first place to those infected insects ? Nothing less than "authority." Because for some strange reason known only Providence-San Google was going to say, but also the human factor, the new post winner, which will pass to posterity, is ...
have to fuck ... I now turn to the annals of history as a common criminal. Damn my luck, a thousand times ...
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Unhandled Exception C00000005 00652f30
status quo in Everyday Pictures stolen Opposites
Often people ask me if I prefer to teach adults or children, and the truth is that I have a clear answer. If all my classes were with children, I guess that would end a bit hartita, but this year for example I have only two sets of smallish, and the truth is that I enjoy them as a dwarf, as I always say, children are the pump and I feel privileged to spend time with them and somehow be a participant or witness to his way of life of his reasoning, his doubts ...
This past Tuesday, for example, was in class with a group of three boys and a girl, about nine years. We were doing an exercise where they had to find adjectives in a text, and then pair of opposites: cold-hot, big-little ... Angel then asked me "Can we put blue? "" No, because the colors are opposites, what is the opposite of blue? " What a silly question. "red" "he answered without thinking. "Okay," I replied seems amused me very well. Well if you put it " You see to me what I'm going, this is English class, not language-thought.
Then I remembered a story that Guy told me long ago, a day playing taboo in class, one child had a card reading "Cat" and had to define it so that your partner guess what was. "The opposite of a dog" - said. Of course your partner does not mean guess soon.
In class children often take the opportunity to give vent to my postpartum and even cause them to see where I go. And I love, because they are so richly my nonsense, not only not surprised, but I often come up with a few things that left me stunned me. The fact is that to tinker around with their minds asked them "OK, what's the Opposite of dog?" "Cat" unison they replied without hesitation. "Aha ... And "The Opposite of fish?" les questioned with some malice. Here the response was more coming, but not too: Ivan me black eyes looked LF tab, and I said so seriously, as if meditating after having the absolute certainty of having found the correct answer: "Horse."
-Aha ... What is the opposite of fish?
-Horse.
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