किदर ला Vincent
Van Gogh had met today March 30 hundred-odd years that was stolen. If Van Gogh
return, again give his name to the mother and cobijaría her belly as if he himself had fathered. Deambularía their grief and subversive speech live on the ears of the sleeping body and black miners. Paint my grief, and yours, and the universe and call it depression but no leakage of landscape, or simply, sadness, soul ingredient Sunday.
Yes, Vincent ...
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Friday, March 28, 2008
What Size Trowel To Use To Tile A Shower
bahmujeres
My friend sent me a text Adela maravilloso.Pertenece Argentine writer and journalist Eddie Abramovich, who can learn more by visiting the following comments on this page and its cool website.
"Today I want to be a woman for a day" Eddie Abramovich
Being in Darfur and to know what my body feels when it is war booty Sudanese troops.
be in Kosovo and know how it feels when a UN soldier, well paid and fed, I demanded my body in exchange for a ration of food for my children.
Login to court as a lawyer and feel the humiliation of being a secretary's ass look at me instead of my eyes. Log
with my overall health of the cafe> a hospital and check my male colleagues have the most vulgar jokes and stories when I am present. Being
pubescent daughter of a shepherd in northwestern Argentina and hear the boss calls to my mother that I delivered to him tonight.
fifteenth birthday gift and ask my parents silicone tits and see how they grant me without trying to persuade me otherwise. Understand why all my friends also seem to be unhappy, undervalued and neglected until they get their new silicone breasts. Meet
any age over 50 and found out that my husband has out there, between laughter, I'm a fat witch, and try to understand why he never took to tell me that I had become a fat witch. Try to remember when was the last time I bought some nice shoes or praised me, or realized that it had changed my hairstyle. Or at least, the last time you told me a book, movie or news of the day.
Want to go to school to learn to read in Equatorial Guinea, Ghana and Burkina Faso and know how it feels when I say no, I do not need to read to meet with my bare hands every year tillage less profitable.
Go to a police station to report sexual abuse and know how it feels when you doubt my word or I become suspicious.
Go to another police station to report that my husband or boyfriend beats me to ground and try to understand why I wonder if I fell down the stairs. I
one day be a Bosnian woman, or Rwanda, or Juárez (Ciudad Juarez, remember?) or one of the fifteen thousand girls expelled from schools in Tanzania in just three years to get pregnant. Or one of the twenty percent of women admitted to the 27 European Union countries that suffer from some form of domestic violence. Or a U.S. worker or clerk employed in the Japanese automaker that invented the 'total quality control' to experience what it's wait ten years for my union help me in a lawsuit for harassment.
one day I want to have women's eyes to look from there the grotesque poverty of machismo.
nothing I can do this, clear.
I can hardly imagine, and so much horror, so furious outrage that provokes me, I think that only women can have the courage and the guts to resist this, if they survive, move on.
is neither necessary nor useful, nor, I imagine being a woman for a day. Women are, in other women equally brave enough voices authorized. All this is said, reported, collected, documented, recorded. All this has been time and again called on governments, international agencies, democracies, autocracies and theocracies.
second thought, I now prefer to be Galicia.
Yes, Galician, because I've heard that in Galicia has formed an organization of men, the first dedicated to combating and eradicating sexism. Gallegos, the jokes, shaggy eyebrows and accent ranger, were pioneers in groups and forums against the machismo which is then replicated throughout Spain.
around here I have a peer group of men, we could go today with that sign that says 'do not be macho, be a man' I saw on television in marches in Lugo and Santiago de Compostela.
I want, within a year, on March 8, the list of victories for women's equality is, once and for all, much más larga que la lista de agravios.
Hoy no seré mujer, ni siquiera por un segundo. Pero me sentiré cerca de cada mujer. Y de cada hombre que se sienta cerca de cada mujer. Muy cerca.
My friend sent me a text Adela maravilloso.Pertenece Argentine writer and journalist Eddie Abramovich, who can learn more by visiting the following comments on this page and its cool website.
"Today I want to be a woman for a day" Eddie Abramovich
Being in Darfur and to know what my body feels when it is war booty Sudanese troops.
be in Kosovo and know how it feels when a UN soldier, well paid and fed, I demanded my body in exchange for a ration of food for my children.
Login to court as a lawyer and feel the humiliation of being a secretary's ass look at me instead of my eyes. Log
with my overall health of the cafe> a hospital and check my male colleagues have the most vulgar jokes and stories when I am present. Being
pubescent daughter of a shepherd in northwestern Argentina and hear the boss calls to my mother that I delivered to him tonight.
fifteenth birthday gift and ask my parents silicone tits and see how they grant me without trying to persuade me otherwise. Understand why all my friends also seem to be unhappy, undervalued and neglected until they get their new silicone breasts. Meet
any age over 50 and found out that my husband has out there, between laughter, I'm a fat witch, and try to understand why he never took to tell me that I had become a fat witch. Try to remember when was the last time I bought some nice shoes or praised me, or realized that it had changed my hairstyle. Or at least, the last time you told me a book, movie or news of the day.
Want to go to school to learn to read in Equatorial Guinea, Ghana and Burkina Faso and know how it feels when I say no, I do not need to read to meet with my bare hands every year tillage less profitable.
Go to a police station to report sexual abuse and know how it feels when you doubt my word or I become suspicious.
Go to another police station to report that my husband or boyfriend beats me to ground and try to understand why I wonder if I fell down the stairs. I
one day be a Bosnian woman, or Rwanda, or Juárez (Ciudad Juarez, remember?) or one of the fifteen thousand girls expelled from schools in Tanzania in just three years to get pregnant. Or one of the twenty percent of women admitted to the 27 European Union countries that suffer from some form of domestic violence. Or a U.S. worker or clerk employed in the Japanese automaker that invented the 'total quality control' to experience what it's wait ten years for my union help me in a lawsuit for harassment.
one day I want to have women's eyes to look from there the grotesque poverty of machismo.
nothing I can do this, clear.
I can hardly imagine, and so much horror, so furious outrage that provokes me, I think that only women can have the courage and the guts to resist this, if they survive, move on.
is neither necessary nor useful, nor, I imagine being a woman for a day. Women are, in other women equally brave enough voices authorized. All this is said, reported, collected, documented, recorded. All this has been time and again called on governments, international agencies, democracies, autocracies and theocracies.
second thought, I now prefer to be Galicia.
Yes, Galician, because I've heard that in Galicia has formed an organization of men, the first dedicated to combating and eradicating sexism. Gallegos, the jokes, shaggy eyebrows and accent ranger, were pioneers in groups and forums against the machismo which is then replicated throughout Spain.
around here I have a peer group of men, we could go today with that sign that says 'do not be macho, be a man' I saw on television in marches in Lugo and Santiago de Compostela.
I want, within a year, on March 8, the list of victories for women's equality is, once and for all, much más larga que la lista de agravios.
Hoy no seré mujer, ni siquiera por un segundo. Pero me sentiré cerca de cada mujer. Y de cada hombre que se sienta cerca de cada mujer. Muy cerca.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Cabinets With Mini Refrigerator
Borgescercano
Hace días que no se me va de la cabeza Jorge Luis Borges. Y coincide, claro, no existe casualidad sin que el azar halla puesto su granito de arena, con estas fechas que nos traen mal a los argentinos...Malas fechas, recuerdos nefastos y oscuros, y no como esa oscuridad en la que vivía el escritor y que agradecía, y que hizo de su mundo ficticio una rara avis para admirar...Coincide porque cuanto más una lee sobre él, se da cuenta que los mitos también tienen carnadura, decay by the same pain and the horrible living perhaps with some black humor livianiza a little hopeless reality.
always believed, always, I swear that Don Jorge Luis was indifferent or worse, not wet properly with items such as Argentina, among others, the Disappeared. Forgive the ignorance of this little woman. But precisely this "excuse my ignorance," I walked away from its ideologically patriarchal figure and hieratic. I just read a requested his 1980 in Diario Clarin-by-military dictatorship where it says exactly:
"... When I heard about this whole issue of the disappeared I was terribly wrong. I was told a general had said that if a hundred hostages, five were guilty, justified the killing of the ninety-five remaining. He had offered him to be kidnapped, tortured and killed to test that theory, to give validity to his argument! "
This is just one piece but wanted to share with you and I were ignorant about certain positions, although not are so risky that we tried to be that of an intellectual greatness, at least vindicate him as a human being near you.
And my greatest tribute inspired ink on his face.
Hace días que no se me va de la cabeza Jorge Luis Borges. Y coincide, claro, no existe casualidad sin que el azar halla puesto su granito de arena, con estas fechas que nos traen mal a los argentinos...Malas fechas, recuerdos nefastos y oscuros, y no como esa oscuridad en la que vivía el escritor y que agradecía, y que hizo de su mundo ficticio una rara avis para admirar...Coincide porque cuanto más una lee sobre él, se da cuenta que los mitos también tienen carnadura, decay by the same pain and the horrible living perhaps with some black humor livianiza a little hopeless reality.
always believed, always, I swear that Don Jorge Luis was indifferent or worse, not wet properly with items such as Argentina, among others, the Disappeared. Forgive the ignorance of this little woman. But precisely this "excuse my ignorance," I walked away from its ideologically patriarchal figure and hieratic. I just read a requested his 1980 in Diario Clarin-by-military dictatorship where it says exactly:
"... When I heard about this whole issue of the disappeared I was terribly wrong. I was told a general had said that if a hundred hostages, five were guilty, justified the killing of the ninety-five remaining. He had offered him to be kidnapped, tortured and killed to test that theory, to give validity to his argument! "
This is just one piece but wanted to share with you and I were ignorant about certain positions, although not are so risky that we tried to be that of an intellectual greatness, at least vindicate him as a human being near you.
And my greatest tribute inspired ink on his face.
Monday, March 24, 2008
Examples Of Community Service Reference Letter
not cry Argentina
March 24, 1976
last Van Gogh
cry of the republic flies multiplied
their crows in the wide sky
death note
bad greedy and blind walking
while slapping open doors left and right
some mothers keep children in drawers, cupboards in
matchboxes and even into the skin but not enough
only
is a free site that will
memory as a child in mourning
to crawl in the dark and there yet remains
as the first date:
the fourth, shoes,
the last cafe con leche,
the blanket of love the last fever
,
the stopped clock beside the bed, the grandfather
question
the book that burns slowly in the garden,
the smell of burnt grass next to the book, and your steps
wet in my mouth
March 24, 1976
last Van Gogh
cry of the republic flies multiplied
their crows in the wide sky
death note
bad greedy and blind walking
while slapping open doors left and right
some mothers keep children in drawers, cupboards in
matchboxes and even into the skin but not enough
only
is a free site that will
memory as a child in mourning
to crawl in the dark and there yet remains
as the first date:
the fourth, shoes,
the last cafe con leche,
the blanket of love the last fever
,
the stopped clock beside the bed, the grandfather
question
the book that burns slowly in the garden,
the smell of burnt grass next to the book, and your steps
wet in my mouth
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Anyone Have A Doujin-moe Acconut
Monday, March 17, 2008
Calgary Oxygenating Toothpaste
Sunday, March 16, 2008
How To Hook Up Lights To Go Kart
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
A Church Sponsor Letter For Us Visit Visa
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Mucus Increases Before Period
First chapter of "Fago" / Excellent depiction of a real crime
This last Monday night, TVE released the controversial series "Fago. Based on a true story that happened in a town of the same name of the town of Huesca, Aragón, when in January 2007, was found dead the mayor and currently is processing the main suspect, a forest ranger. High interest and audience for the cancer of its plot-no loupe excenta previous court orders and failed to issue non-series, premiered "Fago" against all odds.
Set in a town that does not escape to be another big painting of hell are all the counties girls, until they reveal themselves, this little miracle was launched television-at least what is decanted from the first chapter entitled "The ambush "- from just three deliveries, under the fine and experienced Roberto Bodegas address. Notable performances
natural lighting and sometimes with other Impressionist bias, enhancing certain theatricality especially in night scenes, and an austerity that is appreciated on a script by Antonio Onetti well built, built this web of first impressions in a population -until recently almost unknown to many, the Aragonese Pyrenees.
Under a typical mountain village street, with its rotunda and its source, a light that bounces off the wonders and ocher of the rocky Manson raising the old buildings, they give life to the riots of either side neighbors who are pushing for different interests. So, for or against the mayor Matthew Ibarra, who plays with Jordi Rebellón solvency, they will be gutting the theories about his death, one of the best views on television deaths in recent times by resolution, prefaces the chapter with sobriety and taste, given the special treatment given a current and controversial issue - and from there, raconte by the main family and neighbors, will be revealing the timing and substance of the facts, inviting the viewer to participate in off-making positions.
The most objectionable, a lack of pace in some scenes that could be richer and lose effectiveness, as is the case of dialogue between forensic technicians on especially by the actress who wanders too bleak context, while not data on observation of the body, "bullet holes, removal of tissue, etc, the script flies in the void for lack of precision acting.
said, was to be seen in today's television performances as are the majority in this new series, in which the characters speak with their gestures and faces, which often say more than words, which is an achievement although rare appearances to the contrary, even more so when this landfill has few words as coarse or commonplace, as we are accustomed, with few exceptions the current series.
are highlighted group of actors, besides the popular Rebellón, Joaquín Notario, Juanma Lara, Ivan Hermes e Inma Bartholomew.
will have to keep watching. MEM
This last Monday night, TVE released the controversial series "Fago. Based on a true story that happened in a town of the same name of the town of Huesca, Aragón, when in January 2007, was found dead the mayor and currently is processing the main suspect, a forest ranger. High interest and audience for the cancer of its plot-no loupe excenta previous court orders and failed to issue non-series, premiered "Fago" against all odds.
Set in a town that does not escape to be another big painting of hell are all the counties girls, until they reveal themselves, this little miracle was launched television-at least what is decanted from the first chapter entitled "The ambush "- from just three deliveries, under the fine and experienced Roberto Bodegas address. Notable performances
natural lighting and sometimes with other Impressionist bias, enhancing certain theatricality especially in night scenes, and an austerity that is appreciated on a script by Antonio Onetti well built, built this web of first impressions in a population -until recently almost unknown to many, the Aragonese Pyrenees.
Under a typical mountain village street, with its rotunda and its source, a light that bounces off the wonders and ocher of the rocky Manson raising the old buildings, they give life to the riots of either side neighbors who are pushing for different interests. So, for or against the mayor Matthew Ibarra, who plays with Jordi Rebellón solvency, they will be gutting the theories about his death, one of the best views on television deaths in recent times by resolution, prefaces the chapter with sobriety and taste, given the special treatment given a current and controversial issue - and from there, raconte by the main family and neighbors, will be revealing the timing and substance of the facts, inviting the viewer to participate in off-making positions.
The most objectionable, a lack of pace in some scenes that could be richer and lose effectiveness, as is the case of dialogue between forensic technicians on especially by the actress who wanders too bleak context, while not data on observation of the body, "bullet holes, removal of tissue, etc, the script flies in the void for lack of precision acting.
said, was to be seen in today's television performances as are the majority in this new series, in which the characters speak with their gestures and faces, which often say more than words, which is an achievement although rare appearances to the contrary, even more so when this landfill has few words as coarse or commonplace, as we are accustomed, with few exceptions the current series.
are highlighted group of actors, besides the popular Rebellón, Joaquín Notario, Juanma Lara, Ivan Hermes e Inma Bartholomew.
will have to keep watching. MEM
Thursday, March 6, 2008
21st Birthday Event Page Titles
Altar of the "marabiyas"
Retablo Puppet
for "The Captive Captain," on texts by Miguel de Cervantes. Designed and built by skilled craftsmen of designer Jorge Aveni. What popped
poetry that box.
much astonishment village in the eyes.
seemed that the air had stopped
as before birth, we waited
the first view of life.
Blessed are the puppets, puppets and artists give us bread creative when faced with so much boredom tax-wrapped cultural necessity.
(In this section I want to thank and dedicate this space "threads"
my friends and wonderful puppeteers Lint Luciano Ortega and Oliveras,
for so pleased message sent to my email. I love you guys.)
Retablo Puppet
for "The Captive Captain," on texts by Miguel de Cervantes. Designed and built by skilled craftsmen of designer Jorge Aveni. What popped
poetry that box.
much astonishment village in the eyes.
seemed that the air had stopped
as before birth, we waited
the first view of life.
Blessed are the puppets, puppets and artists give us bread creative when faced with so much boredom tax-wrapped cultural necessity.
(In this section I want to thank and dedicate this space "threads"
my friends and wonderful puppeteers Lint Luciano Ortega and Oliveras,
for so pleased message sent to my email. I love you guys.)
What Is Shrinking Of The Gastrite
Is it over? (Tribute to my same sex)
women are beaten over the packed
mourning the tears wetting the pink letters
role of the selfless night
next to the crib next to the abandoned bridge Sigh
the
cardboard in your hand is over your own profile
begin again on wet cement
to draw you again
your waist is over lighting the lace
wasp
magazines and calendars and mechanical
bathing trunks and foam baths brass
hysterical laughter is over and the league
not
low and the eye that captures
while the body says no
nothing but
executioners come and cut your throat
defense is over before the coup
the dagger or the slap
with implacable silence and roar
inward blowing
juice bottles with disdain
and glass
tears is over and now begins another lap
while the same gestures
most brutal
the same
caresses
skinned open mouth to kiss or bite
not escape while you're asleep and you can smell
this spell
still give us the two mercilessly
(Excerpt from a poem my book
unedited
"Fragile stab")
women are beaten over the packed
mourning the tears wetting the pink letters
role of the selfless night
next to the crib next to the abandoned bridge Sigh
the
cardboard in your hand is over your own profile
begin again on wet cement
to draw you again
your waist is over lighting the lace
wasp
magazines and calendars and mechanical
bathing trunks and foam baths brass
hysterical laughter is over and the league
not
low and the eye that captures
while the body says no
nothing but
executioners come and cut your throat
defense is over before the coup
the dagger or the slap
with implacable silence and roar
inward blowing
juice bottles with disdain
and glass
tears is over and now begins another lap
while the same gestures
most brutal
the same
caresses
skinned open mouth to kiss or bite
not escape while you're asleep and you can smell
this spell
still give us the two mercilessly
(Excerpt from a poem my book
unedited
"Fragile stab")
Sunday, March 2, 2008
Does Acute Hiv Rash Itch
Quality Journey Diagram
Sad loss in the heart of Madrid
God
Some animals, including street, two dogs and a kitten taking his lunch, died yesterday afternoon muchedumbre.No crushed by a tidal terrain this was no car or driver maneuvered by suicide. Nor is a meteorological phenomenon, although unexpected and devastating consequences of it, it might seem. This sad event occurred in the intersection of River and Honeycomb Candy Lady of the roadways, in the heart of Madrid, was due to crushing by a group of retirees who, hurrying to catch the bus that would see the performance of the Pantoja, advanced, to put it in some way, by twos and threes on the unfortunate bestiezuelas huir.El faster than they can bus left and retired as happy eating their bagels, panettone and as we are on dates, the occasional French toast. A life that is two days!
God
Some animals, including street, two dogs and a kitten taking his lunch, died yesterday afternoon muchedumbre.No crushed by a tidal terrain this was no car or driver maneuvered by suicide. Nor is a meteorological phenomenon, although unexpected and devastating consequences of it, it might seem. This sad event occurred in the intersection of River and Honeycomb Candy Lady of the roadways, in the heart of Madrid, was due to crushing by a group of retirees who, hurrying to catch the bus that would see the performance of the Pantoja, advanced, to put it in some way, by twos and threes on the unfortunate bestiezuelas huir.El faster than they can bus left and retired as happy eating their bagels, panettone and as we are on dates, the occasional French toast. A life that is two days!
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