Brent Corrigan And Brent Evveret

2011 Early signs

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 .... :)

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My first Kurdish

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.

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! ...

One moment ... o_O

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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: ?????

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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 ...

... A brush with the law!

have to fuck ... I now turn to the annals of history as a common criminal. Damn my luck, a thousand times ...

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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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few days ago, a friend (whose name I will not reveal, because as you will see below, it is yours with the issue of privacy) admonished me for having published these pictures of "The poster", when he was "the neighbor computer. " If I were him, and saw these pictures of me posted, I denounced without thinking twice "" he said. " But to see - I defended- or say his name or say where he lives, or just the snout is recognized in the pictures. Nor is doing nothing intimate, just before I take your computer "" Yeah, but you 're bringing into your home! "" But if they make the famous paparazzi photos and nothing happens, what would happen to me? And I really do not see how I can be damaging. Besides that I take in Everyday , not The Country. "

few days later that week, I was so richly home when the doorbell rang. When you open the door I found Jorge , my neighbor / pseudo suitor, with the usual ragged appearance, in a bathrobe and house slippers, and stubble. "Hi Laura, Could I use your phone to make a call?" "Sure, of course, happens" . It was the first time Jorge came to my house. Once inside I reached the phone. "I marks the 1004? "" he asked, I guess to prove that it was a personal call "Yeah, right. What, do you have problems with phone? "" Yes, I work the line. "

While these words exchanged I noticed small details of their dress: the belt of her robe was a miserable belt leather, finite, with the "tail" hanging, and on the lapel of her robe had a burn the size of a two-euro coin (actually somewhat higher, but I could not think another size reference) The wearing jersey was below another burn of a similar size. "Really? "I thought you going to a neighbor's house and does not give you repair appear so? Moreover, is not you go and at home repair? "Well, was not the first time I attacked these thoughts about him, and decided to head them off and get ready to leave Curran while he was on the phone.

When I was getting ready in the bathroom I thought ... "George in my house ... what if I take a picture while talking casually? fine" exclusive "for Everyday! Yeah, but .. . what if you realize? It is an appalling situation violent. "But this I thought as I approached the room and with camera in hand, feeling his heart pounding in my chest. On arriving back I saw it was: perfect. No less than five stolen photos I made. As I said when I told Carl, luckily did not jump the flash.

Anyway, I've been over a week with the photos in my possession, not knowing what to do with them. Publishing is not as important to me, nor do I go for a Pulitzer, or I'll break bread ... but I feel like, it's funny. Also see highly unlikely that George or someone who knows him comes to photos once-apart that neither sees him face- with which I doubt you can cause any damage.

Still, I would like to know your opinion ... Do you think I'm probably crossing the thin line that divides good from evil? My friend and I ask you, because I know what I'm going to say.

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A visit to the Palacio Velazquez

are here Solete those days of winter, in the long-awaited sun finally warm again, through several layers of clothing, though. Are becoming more closely at those first signs that I hope every 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 boil again.

On Wednesday I was in El Retiro in the early afternoon, before entering a vueltecilla Curran-giving with the bike, looking for those signs and enjoying the sun finally able to leave the shelter to "external "again.

After a while of wandering aimlessly between paths and flower beds, I Velázquez Palace, a building / showroom in El Retiro, which by the way, with how pretty it is, I've never successfully managed to portray in all its glory. Anyway, I saw had an exhibition of French photographer Jean-Luc Mylayne, who apparently is dedicated to photographing birds in their natural environment, where I slipped.

I do not know if he had been in before, but if I was a looooong time ago. Upon entering surprised me very pleasantly interior spaciousness and natural light streaming through the glass ceiling, I was getting really make the space cozy and warm as wide. I took the camera and did not stop taking pictures the whole time I was there.

I've always been very fond of reflections, and I like to look when I'm camera at the ready. On this occasion it was not necessary, they were everywhere, in the soil, Tables ...

But come the hour of Curran, and had to terminate my visit. At the exit I saw the long shadows of the trees, a sign that the sun and he had very little to hide, and I could not resist another of my constant, the picture of my shadow.

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The

At that time, nearly two years ago, Carl was not currando, so I had all the time in the world to give birth to projects. A day with an aperitif in the Chinese-English I had an idea that occurred to him: going to paint T-shirts with simple strokes puppets, and I had thought your first character: childish. I asked my "outdoor notebook" and this is what he drew:

(Note that going barefoot, so the toes of the feet)

addition to a name more or less significant part of the idea was that the characters say things that somehow define their personality, so that not only would be shirts, but a reflection of a way of life (so to speak).

After drawing the simple lines of childish, Cari said: "I have also designed two other characters: Furor and House Doctor. I have not yet drawn " I do not remember if I requested to do so myself, or I felt like I try, the fact is that I did, and went like this:

Every Sunday, vermouth Yzaguirre by , Carl put on the table a few names that spent a puppet. And sometimes brought some idea of \u200b\u200bwhat could be, in others, and I decided jointly executed, first in a napkin to keep trying, and then when we met, what happened to the notebook. Sometimes we liked both the first result, that I kept the piece of napkin drawing, and when I got home I stuck to the leaf as appropriate.

So my "summer book" of those little characters so full of these, we even dared to design non-human animals! We dog and cow Gandul Le Corbusier (tabs).

We were both delighted with our wildlife puppets, so in one of our Meetups seasonal with Luis, we could not resist to share with him, hopefully to new mothers, our work in recent months. Near the end of the book got to "The Necrotizing" two little old bent, with bow and face bitter, with a rosary in his hands. "Do necrotizing? asked Luis- Why Do Necrotizing? Cari and I responded immediately and chorus, as if we had prepared: "Because are two ".

course, the three of us stood staring at each other with broken gesture of disbelief and surprise, one more blown away, and as for an explanation to this absurd double response. Then we getting drunk.

(Thanks Carl, for letting me share with the world this beautiful story of love, or something.)