Monday, March 28, 2011
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Austin Cruising Sopts
The brevity
Time has stated: The good, if brief, twice good and bad, if a little less bad . Today it seems that we have grasped at the first part of the famous phrase gracianesca and also altered at will, or if small, antojete. If Balta were alive and they had not eaten white grubs of the underground, their occurrence would read: Everything or short or anything. So, without further. Is that we want it all before and, anxiety eats away at us inside, like the carrion oruguillas Balta. Brevity has settled into the daily work so much and so quickly has caused Marinetti is stirred in his grave rubbing the little that remains of onions while shouting: "Now, eh, now." A century later the town took over and created the neofuturismo Marinetti, praise of contraction, the shortened form, rounding and premature ejaculation, which changes its name to eyaz and thus serves as a noun and as onomatopoeia.
Anyone could be a futurist painter
anyone now reportedly only read the headlines and not all. Even obvious verbs and other straw. Obama re-election. Messi show. Candemor Rajoy. He also invented words to read and as each diagonal one interprets what he wants, there are experts in all matters universal. Discussions fester by the end disagreement, but a rival of sneezing, during a very short and reduced to single words. Logically, everything always ends with loud insults, as this recent debate on the state of the nation:
- Socialism.
- Will.
- Thief.
- whoreson.
This is the neofuturismo. Short and uncompromising. It neofuturista, I might add. And I like it. Get in the car and throttle, but I stay at first, the engine roaring and smoke everywhere. Zapping constantly holding my eyelids still, naranjamecánicamente. I go to work and leave once, threw some papers into the air and challenge the head with a scornful look and swift. I no longer walk, run . Obvious to pronounce words of more than four syllables, and yes I can, the devilish question runs forming contractions. Now life is fleeting, strange and chaotic, but exciting and intense.
maximum intensity.
However, I could not apply to food neofuturista soon. There are places I can not swallow or take a single bite (as a good futurist), there are dishes to eat every day, unknown ingredients, pre addictive and fascinating that I carry liquids to other places that keep me from despatch quickly. I bask, stop time and examine each texture, smell and taste. Therefore, when the time of trade and bebercio, click your fingers and the Earth stops spinning. Sharpened my senses and savor every step of the traceability of food. Thus, any meal translates into several days of intake, with consequent weight gain.
And when Jabba the Hut , I have taken the slow and parsimony as a flag. Neofuturismo definitively abandoned, now I do call, the Caracol. However, not by my new mood more subdued, but by the slime secreted by the mere fact of breathing. It is both the liquid, I have developed gills breathing and seen neoprene shorts. Baba and greasy folds extend my house which tsunami lazy. I'm causing a wave of domestic devastation and viscosity mixture of disgust and I start to flow out the windows and the neighbors complain because they covered the sun. From the street screaming because my mother said I must be getting lost ground baba. Every time I answer, disabling an intersection flooded cars. Already been installed three or four boats shops in the neighborhood.
My metabolism has adapted to this new dude ov laif and it seems that the years do pass in vain, that is, not grow old. I estimate that at this speed ("slow?) Get to the 180 years and will deal with two or three blocks, weighing about 240 tons. Anyway, although many parts of my body living in the homes of others, I'm lonely. The entire population remains neofuturista and reduced their lifestyles a constant vibration of the limbs, sleeplessness and a constant light and grunts as a form of communication. How well do the thing I'm going to tuck away.
Anyone could be a futurist painter anyone now reportedly only read the headlines and not all. Even obvious verbs and other straw. Obama re-election. Messi show. Candemor Rajoy. He also invented words to read and as each diagonal one interprets what he wants, there are experts in all matters universal. Discussions fester by the end disagreement, but a rival of sneezing, during a very short and reduced to single words. Logically, everything always ends with loud insults, as this recent debate on the state of the nation:
- Socialism.
- Will.
- Thief.
- whoreson.
This is the neofuturismo. Short and uncompromising. It neofuturista, I might add. And I like it. Get in the car and throttle, but I stay at first, the engine roaring and smoke everywhere. Zapping constantly holding my eyelids still, naranjamecánicamente. I go to work and leave once, threw some papers into the air and challenge the head with a scornful look and swift. I no longer walk, run . Obvious to pronounce words of more than four syllables, and yes I can, the devilish question runs forming contractions. Now life is fleeting, strange and chaotic, but exciting and intense.
maximum intensity. However, I could not apply to food neofuturista soon. There are places I can not swallow or take a single bite (as a good futurist), there are dishes to eat every day, unknown ingredients, pre addictive and fascinating that I carry liquids to other places that keep me from despatch quickly. I bask, stop time and examine each texture, smell and taste. Therefore, when the time of trade and bebercio, click your fingers and the Earth stops spinning. Sharpened my senses and savor every step of the traceability of food. Thus, any meal translates into several days of intake, with consequent weight gain.
And when Jabba the Hut , I have taken the slow and parsimony as a flag. Neofuturismo definitively abandoned, now I do call, the Caracol. However, not by my new mood more subdued, but by the slime secreted by the mere fact of breathing. It is both the liquid, I have developed gills breathing and seen neoprene shorts. Baba and greasy folds extend my house which tsunami lazy. I'm causing a wave of domestic devastation and viscosity mixture of disgust and I start to flow out the windows and the neighbors complain because they covered the sun. From the street screaming because my mother said I must be getting lost ground baba. Every time I answer, disabling an intersection flooded cars. Already been installed three or four boats shops in the neighborhood.
My metabolism has adapted to this new dude ov laif and it seems that the years do pass in vain, that is, not grow old. I estimate that at this speed ("slow?) Get to the 180 years and will deal with two or three blocks, weighing about 240 tons. Anyway, although many parts of my body living in the homes of others, I'm lonely. The entire population remains neofuturista and reduced their lifestyles a constant vibration of the limbs, sleeplessness and a constant light and grunts as a form of communication. How well do the thing I'm going to tuck away.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Which Hologram Is Used On Ohio Ids
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Friday, March 4, 2011
Mike Vicks Actual Sentencing
could dedicate this post to rejoice in suffering, in the bad feeling that I have with the new information and news and I do not eat sweets to throw me in the street looking for a cigarette ... Well it could, but today does not touch it in this blog. Today I will spend the gateway to the magical and special things that gives me the blog, through people who visit and choose to cross the barrier and they just keep a relationship.
I can not name them all would not be fair because I would leave someone, but today I want to dedicate this post to Carmen and Maria. Because we're going with the same ECAI, because we almost followed in the list, the same profile, signed with days of each other and because this week we had a pleasant and wonderful coincidence that I have ...
They do not know that I write this, but I know I will read it. I have no permission, but do not want to tell you anything about their personal lives, I hope you do not bother because I write this from a deep respect from the affection and trust that gives us a difficult time to be sharing and load emocional impresionante. Sin ellas sería más difícil, lo tengo clarísimo!!
Maria...
Como este camino está resultando tan largo, ya puedo decir que hace más de tres años que nos conocemos... Coincidimos en las "convivencias" de la idoneidad, perdimos el contacto hasta que un día "traspasó" la pantalla para decirme que firmaban con la ECAI unos días después que nosotros. El camino, bien sabido, continuó siendo largo y nos volvimos a encontrar, ya cara a cara, para compartir mesa y sobremesa, con la experiencia de su viaje y poniendo en común preocupaciones, planes, nervios y tranquilidades.
Con the good news contact has increased and we have always thought that travel together ... Who knows? :-)
Carme ...
The truth is I do not remember when he broke the barrier, but I remember how, I left a comment and I could not answer it ... I had to resort to a post to write and ask him to contact her! :-)
signed the contract a few days after we ...
At one point the three of us are sending daily emails, with copies to the three, updating information, efforts, hopes, plans ... :-) Funny, and took for granted that we were traveling Together we s. Well, it was only a hypothesis, nor ruled ECAI ...
And yesterday was the big chance ... I had a conference in Barcelona, \u200b\u200byesterday and today. Welcome: two politicians and a person responsible for the area where we were making the rounds. I knew the name of the husband of Carmen, but not the last name and not where he worked, or where she worked. Nothing. But the site and the name of that gentleman who welcomed us ... A strong heart and begins with my attempts to connect to the Internet. Sure, new technologies, when they work, get on with life. When not working, you complicate it and make you waste time ... I could not send un mail a Carme a ver si aquel era su marido... Claro, se fue y cuando al final le envío el mail ella me contesta que es él, le digo donde estoy y me contesta: "qué fuerteeeee!! yo también trabajo aquí"... :-)
Imaginad... Momentazo el encuentro de las dos... qué atropello de palabras!! :-) Un gustazo verla y conocerla ayer y un gustazo tomar el café con ella esta mañana. Fantástica coincidencia y fantástica casualidad...
De todo ello, de las tres compartiendo este último momento, duro e intenso, ha salido una comida todos juntos... Si viajamos juntos, será un placer... Si con todo esto que está pasando no agree on the trip, sure to be sharing this moment will not fall into oblivion ... There is very little
, girls, trust, when we do not lose confidence. You know that I have banned the word "patience" (see, I still lack much of all that I have and I've uploaded, I'm hartita, hartita to hear it! Enough anyone name me the most, I assure you that I still ... :-)), is now substituted by TRUST ... I hope that the forces they arrive. I am convinced that we will ...
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