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Although I know a dead dog!

As tantrums as a child when you were forced to eat something you did not like ... know? And to think that I spent with Mango ... after years of seeing and not eat simply because I was not convinced the color of their flesh (you will know why because then I find no reason not aversive in particular) so that finally one day I saw the need ( and I must say, curiosity .. my Aunt Yolanda wisely told me: "If you do not know what it tastes like, how do you know that you do not like?) to eat .. and the taste was so great that I became a binge! ! Since then I have loved the mango, tropical fruit flavor and

... Too bad I can not eat. Do not fuck. Sometimes I hate being diabetic.

appears precisely why this guy in the picture. I had already heard of it do anything for about 10 years ago, when Doña Beatriz Torres juice and discovered it was still a delicacy (if such a term is applicable .. and here's why) or, if anything, a rarity . Venezuela came to bottled and labeled "Tahitian Noni" and I thought the name was appropriate: "NONI .. ie NOT, AND I want to try." At that time, "Mama Bea" We talked about the wonders of the fruit and excellent power to regenerate tissues and help to health. Here, apparently, was still a myth ... or a closely guarded secret.

Thanks to friend Claret, Ranger in good spirits and provided appropriate commentary, for the first time I tried it. I confess that I had seen it, but due to the particular smell of ripe fruit (something like a mixture of manchego cheese, very old, and old shoes for homeless boxer) I was not able to eat or try in any way. It is the fruit, once ripe, we must blend it and drink a cup of the liquid (with a little water, and whatever use, if necessary, to change a little taste) fasting, and before bedtime.

Stories are to grab box. People to whom symptoms disappear severe arthritis and rheumatism in a short time, people who are pancreatic improves performance (uh huh Back I!) in a prodigious, including intervention patients about prostate cancer, and suddenly get better ... One such case came even first hand, and the fact is that in ten years that I knew of its existence, I have not yet seen who rebut the theory of the goodness of this strange fruit. Claret

3 nonicitos will give me about a month, and my initial instinct was while they were eating the green (do not smell anything in particular), but in the end there was no alternative. The puree with a little water and ended up a jar in the fridge. At first very reluctant (but tastes a little better than it smells, it smells really bad .. well fortunately no aroma fills the refrigerator, cover the jar with) but then I started taking it with more frequency.

This last trip I got 4 fruits, courtesy of Claret. I must admit that I've slowly been feeling better, but given the small indiscretions Christmas (of which I must take care with a capital C) do not feel able to give an opinion on this issue. Today Noni is produced with a lot of ease in our prairie states, since the climate and soil are favorable, and this made it more accessible and affordable. Noni will become a natural tool and beneficial to health (including mine?) Advocating towards d elo natural over allopathic medicine (as is my preference)? Then he cast the story. Meanwhile ... pa'dentro will ... although it smells (or know) a dead dog!

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Churros Factory Houston

... Although not make my mama!

For so long we heard that song that said "The best hallaca my mom makes," to know at the outset that the letter was false! (The best hallaca was my grandmother, who took to the grave, or should I say, the ashes? - The secret sauce that she made in the most absolute silence prior secular send everyone fairly long the reed so that no one knew ...- and that was part of the seasoning (I never knew if the stew or mass) of hallacas, renowned for others. Our hallacas

were always special, when compared with others. Do not cook the stew, but it's macerated overnight in wine. Never put prunes, and almonds, or boiled egg (yechhh!!) And much less beans. We have seen all varieties of the same (up Goat!) But certainly not like ours.

3 years ago who did not like, and sometimes make me very, very necessary. The first two years, not to be mom, and the last two Christmases, being unable to eat, thanks Diabetes , Which does not mean you have committed an offense, but just

...-
This 24 does not prevent me of a pleasure and a typical Christmas at home: ham bread my father, with a very particular taste too. It tastes like childhood, the warmth of home, family. Knows memories. Damn ... how it tastes.

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Sign of the Earth and a good Yule

From this beautiful land that I show received the 24th of December, in the midst of tranquility. Guaribe San Jose in the heart of Venezuela, in the State of Guarico, it was worth the trip of 6 hours by bus aporreante, to enjoy peace and quiet in a small town in the company of loved ones.

as to never forget that the greatest gift we can bring the "Baby Jesus" is precisely this, our wonderful and amazing planet ...

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Well, we had a good 21. Full of hope and good wishes, and most important, and finally to health, which was difficult these days.

Serve this message to bring the entire planet our best available and best wishes for a happy and prosperous 2006, with peace and balance that we need both!

(these last days have not written ANYTHING! We're conscious! But from fever and fatigue has been almost impossible. We will try to update a few things that have happened, nothing big but if they comment, in brief .)

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... And Yule is about more

Just recovering from a horrific plague that almost led to pneumonia, which is the dust from my lungs, but even with encouragement, we faced this December is already fell by half. Do not tell! After nearly two weeks of faculty and weakness, business-to-door and at the end of fall (this will be another year where we will spend New Year's Eve NOT playing with the Armenians, after all!) And Pereto roll from one side to another Here we are. We

recently very nice experience to share with what I consider a unique eminence of our Venezuelan contemporary music, and I mean ROBERT TODD, who was recording and editing in our studies of ROOF, and with whom we share a nice and tasty talk, which included memories of my childhood (his ex-wife, Esperanza Márquez , was in turn a student of my mother in the field of psychology beyond the late 70s, when they also released their first album, which I still have. Hope Around the same time gave me a dog (as Roberto says, "that love shared by stray dogs, who say more than the race") called "Ifisí" (and it was not until many years later, with some English skills I managed to decipher the riddle: "If = Y if") that unfortunately did not last long at home, but that was very unique. Regards, then ...

We are giving way to what will be the Musical Ensemble Workshop Roof (TEMA) and therefore shuffling means, that if the curriculum, if the band of teachers, if the repertoire, if strategies to reach people ... although we are not yet all we are, we sense that the band ITEM teachers must at the best, being a small powerhouse (The idea is to impress enough to see who will be encouraged to participate workshops) so from now will have to practice the art of playing guitar in high and mouth open, like any self-respecting Rock Star ... I hope, after having been quite impressed myself, count on the participation of a bosom friend Gilberto Simoza musician I respect and admire for many years and with whom we also had the welcome opportunity to share recently. Will be encouraged to four and the keyboard? : D

For there are new reviews in "Cochlear Medicine" , now there is renewed enthusiasm and I have reached the disc worthy of comment. Let's see if anything comes out the next few hours.

not end my post without thanking immensely to the Gods and spirits that pair of care and that we have not left us alone and make our house a home, every day, and forever. Image: As I found a "ifisí" but kept the spirit of the wild dogs of Roberto, I found one in Bangalore. India is not Caracas, but I think it is worth .... (Image from blog BangaloreTorpedo

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A Bird in the ROOF! There comes

And yes, it's official. I am a new member of ROOF, and thus also we begin new phases of work. Among others, the upgrading of ROOF STUDIO, and the creation of MUSICAL WORKSHOP ROOF ASSEMBLY ("TOPIC") where we will soon be back teaching and imparting musical knowledge in various areas. guitarists, bassists, singers, keyboardists, drummers ... or aspiring, are welcome to learn and share in workshops where skills will theoretical, language, art, assembly, practice ... the possibilities, then, are as knowledge: Infinite!.

take to leave the URL, the page is not yet "with all the irons, but since you can visit: www.grupoazotea.com (also www.azotea.com.ve Soon

... And we are slowly returning to the music ... little by little. (The image, allegorical it is courtesy of acclaimimages.com, a lack of good local vulture and a camera in a timely roof ...;))

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the Moors ... Pig! Pasame


Another way to remind myself that I should not leave without the camera when I pass these things. And insufficient experience (and good) has been playing for 13 years nonconsecutive music of Armenia, Greece and the Arab countries in the hand of friend Razmik Haroutunian (and there is emerging something by the end of year) and so immersed in the Middle Eastern sounds or sounds ancient Greece, now modernized and converted into rhythmic call ... maybe blood? The fact is that the Moors (perhaps by the small remnant which may be in my genes after the birth of my father in English Morocco) and other ancient cultures, produce sounds that awaken in me the most diverse (and positive) feelings, so it is no longer a sound foreign to me. Even Rai, gender latest is something we often sympathize.
But I stray. Razmik touch with the community and move Armenia, Arabic or Greek, gave me an interesting perspective, but does not equal the experience of this Saturday night. Besides the warm reunion with a dear friend, my friend Gerardo Siso, former guitarist of "Fax", this group of Roland baptized (and successfully, because they never took the name) and with whom we share so many moments tasty and today, after last-equal I-by the "Affair" of computing and work in an area away from our true vocation, is now an entire audio engineer when you regain strength and intentions. Anyway, we went Larsito, Super Chef, Gerald and I EVIO'S PIZZA, to hold the meeting, and hopefully (after the "whistle" of the chef) to find again in local OSCAR DE JESUS HILL, or simply "Colina", a talented but not always well-considered national artist, whom rediscover luck would have it once every ten years ... with the sort of encounters have always been memorable, and memorable.
In short, Hill was gone. Not this Saturday, but Evio same, with the name of the day his band this weekend: "Adrenaline and Su-Ministers." In short, we enjoyed a Evio with renewed energy and exuberant, "petit-committee" (a deserved rest after hearing that bandon with friends like William "craziness") with his friend Sergio on violin, bass, a Derbaque, and the same everlasting Evio with Ovation 12.

"Here come the Moors" sang, and did not stop for the next hour and forty-five minutes, traveled, his work in the most honest and ruthless, Sergio Cool interventions in the violin (They remembered their own cultural the time of Vinicio Ludovic accompanying Ilan) and overflowing with deep faith, even superior to his renewed faith in God: The faith itself. We said goodbye at the end
so emotional and sincere, in that same stage where I found myself all made a matter of months with Valerio, in that home, that is their home stand that note, energy and wonderful pizzas Now he gave me a little of what I gave on that occasion, as to not end this eternal flow of emotions, to share in this "Jungle of time."

Lo "pig"? Well ... call it honesty. It was a huge slap, a lesson for many who like many had heard and appreciated. Again, another colleague re-taught us that less is more.

PS: Today was Sarría new downloads. At the end seems to invoke the Gods (or download as a partner ... "God was looking down, sipping his beer," guts "to download .. but even he has the right to pee" ... no comment) . The fact is that water fell impressive stick, who fell partly on the console that I brought, and other equipment. I have not wanted to verify them. then disconnecting. Today, however, were more (We crawled Padilla Gabo with his flute and corduroy Gilberto with his violin, imported from the Conservatory McGyver), but the vibe is kept in order (until the rain) and to let us flow and download. So be. By the way, something is coming ... are several "G" this weekend and they all seem to come in a conspiracy .... "Gods ... Any hints ...?

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Sudden Onset Of Motion Sickness

wrench 3 / 8 "... and a sax solo!



Having spent delightful hours in the house celebrating the birthday of Lars , and go to the station to find out which program would not have a confusion of dates (Last Sunday we were not thinking it there would be a transfer of XXX, and it turns out that Sunday was not only this, but bla bla bla), stop by the office where Lars (who slept more than Lianke , Barton and me, I was covering the guard, went in the afternoon to a strange garage in Sarria, where from time to time left to fix cars to fix souls and spirits ...

There we were with friends. "Chip" and Chucho Manzanares, with whom I share in the band "That Valerio", the Irving corduroy (Clarinetist of La Fosforera "among others) also known as" The Great Match "(although not jejje!), My panas ones Eckaterina War and Rafael Lárez (roof, and the latter also a musician of "The Fosforera"), friends Percussion Workshop Sarría (whom I met earlier thanks to Chip, and my activity Valerio musical), the very pleasant surprise to reconnect with the corduroy Karel (at the time of the Ateneo and the TTC, where he has the world of contemporary dance) with Carlos Yepez "Yepecito" yearling ago, my ex-student the Roland Hugo Marble (drums) and Schapira Dieguito (That and not as "Dieguito" I met him when she was a dude, because it is the younger brother of Emilio Schapira, who was the bassist, and the Panamanian high band that had way back in 1989 called "The Tunnel", along with Domenico Carucci, Yonca Vahamonde César Medina and in their original ... now Diego is a higher rate than I am, which is saying-) who was also by Roland back in the early 90's ...

The thing is that the workshop becomes the home of "The discharge of Sarria," where a huge rock musicians and music makers meet with the sole intention of "Download" in the purest spirit "Jam session ", to improvise and play, changing shifts" at bat "in the various instruments, and shared among buddies in the universal language of music. Were at least 3 hours of intensive session strolling through different rhythms and mergers, downloading and playing with different instruments, different "feelings", giving us everything and giving soul and inspiration. Pa'l

next I'm more loaded. This time I took only a low ... and had various bassists. I find something that does not touch but nobody, not to get off the stage all evening, lol! Very curious

further intervention near the end of Schapira, Marble and his two companions, with the brief performance of his group "The Imaginary Hongo," a mix of psychedelia, a bit of Morrison, a bit of Iggy Pop performance and a rich and foolish, for a slightly different note.

My sincere thanks to Valerio (who eventually could not go) to extend the invitation and the great PABLO MENDOZA, farmer saxophonist and free jazz, to push this idea of \u200b\u200bsharing and communion Sarria and the community for making this possible, and for being attentive and collaborators with the musicians who participated there. Be returned to each and every one in joy and harmony, the same as those planted in which we participate, and spread with every note played.

REPEAT THAT!

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This happens to me on idle!




... to go of nutter ... walk without eating chocolate .. but sailing at 3 am with the iBook (so cute!) in bed with a huge annoyance by reading the stories others went to stop a blog I did not know, that of Marcel. And I found something that left me laughing for a while. A CHAT WITH GOD. Yes, just me, I am absolutely anti-dogma, which folded into a box at the bottom right conceptions of God church that taught me as a child, suddenly I see in a chat applet, here: iGod ! ! And the name as if he had done Apple! (That little lacking!).

Okay okay, it's a curiosity. Done well, although not perfect, it's fun, yadda yadda yadda. BUT as summit was that after tinkering with it for a long time (I remember I did yearling does something very similar with the sole intention of wasting time and / or make him lose to others with a little program in Basic that I rode on a Commodore 64, who acted Cyber \u200b\u200bPsychologist, basically asking the user data and began to ask questions, and playing with the responses and data that the user was providing as "talking" with the machine, combining and paraphrasing to the point of being infuriating. (This technique of paraphrasing and confusion then I heard from the lips of a Dominican who played, who called it "cicloneo" never understood why ...) ... Recap: After playing with the iGod for a long time, I decided to loose a Venezuelan, a full sentence in English native well Venezolaniensis to do with why I left ... and remained unanswered. Sure, I thought ... This is programmed in English, very witty, but here I scraped!. And it occurred to me to follow him annoying, and the following happened:
"Me:
as you jodi?
God:
A little."
Damn! That if it was top! annoy after a while, I went with it! There if I laughed, at 3:00 am I think the whole block heard! jejejeje! I did not want to go to bed without telling. : P (the image is not of the applet, I found out there and is compassionatechristian.blogspot.com, with whom I have (fortunately) relationship. Anywhere.)

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RUSH Remembering ...

This is the answer to the question "do you think about Rush" I read in the Itriago Salvador Blog. My answer was so long that I stuck out his tongue Blogspot (but with a clip!) So the copy here to read full. And there he goes.

(Suspiro!)
was 1982, and I had just turned 10 years old. I heard "Signals" for the first time, and I turned the brain. At that time I had not seen pictures of the band and sang a woman swore that, lol!. Then in a Discotienda bought a huge poster with pictures which I later learned were from the tour of Exit, Stage Left. I did not hear much else to Grace Under Pressure, and impressed me again. Then I got curious and listened to "pa'tras." Ment heard in Moving Pictures, Hemispheres and Permanent Waves knew I was fanatical (Well, actually the thing was among them, Genesis, Yes and Saga!). Although they had the advantage of a poster and a bumper sticker of 2112 on my door (against a poster of Genesis, Yes and only the desire to reproduce the cover of "Tales from Topographic Oceans" in the bathroom wall, haha!)
Now more seriously: I used to think Peart wonders. In the early 90s saw a video of the Buddy Rich Memorial Foundation where he was invited to the annual concert used to do (I do not know if you still do) next to beasts as Wil Calhoun, Omar Hakim, and (I think it was in the same concert) Steve Smith. These concerts were known to gather, with the big band of Buddy Rich, a famous drummers to accompany the band and "cast one alone." IN the first edition "were hard," Gadd, Colaiuta and Weckel, two songs each with the band, and an end to ALL THREE TOGETHER ... an animal. Peart is the case that accompanied the big band very well, some demure but doing the work. And when it was time for only .. guess what? The same, the same single All The World'sa Stage, the same as Exit .. Stage Left, the same as Show of Hands ... I was stiff. Will that this type up what touches, their environment and within yourself? In a structure like RUSH works more than well ... but in my opinion (very personal of course) this was a golden opportunity to show another facet of Peart, and not to repeat more of the same ... Left a bit disappointed. : (For when it comes out Roll the Bones, Guitar Player magazine interviewed Lee and Lifeson, and was the funniest novels to know that Lifeson looked after lunch, and that Lee was falling "pineapple" with a sequencer (running on a Mac or Atari, I do not remember) and that Peart was still the poet of the case. I love his lyrics, though.

are a great band (although "Counterparts" left me wondering a lot of them for a while ... I thought "after all have to find a meal where there is" but I feared a mutation Canada-Seattle at the time) Test for Echo the widely claimed me .. and most of the disc, the video "A work in Progress" where Peart has been shown as human, fallible, sensitive and above all humility, with the ability to reinvent and re-education, something most of us musicians should give us the opportunity each while, to keep the course and refresh our original purpose. You've gut
clouds that image a little resemblance Pressure_ Grace Under jejeje! In December 1991, I remember, I was assistant director of Roland Learning Center, and the Christmas concert (which ended in a hyper-rumba musicians ravines), invite some friends to do a Tribute to Rush (Where Lifeson was the one who sang, lol!) And we feasted with Subdivisions ( possibly my favorite), YYZ, The Pass, Red Barchetta, Tom Sawyer, Spirit of the Radio, Mission and La Villa ... The curious fact is that the keyboard was a drummer friend (My friend Sasha Lomédico, who have not heard in years!) Who lived in San Antonio, and who did not know nor bearish (Leonce Mollegas) and I (who was Guitar) and with whom we had not tried before. The feast day, the dude came up with an M1, we showed up, and I remember the only thing I asked is "I know the issues? In the original key?" and then not looked back. Fortunately went well (or maybe we were too drunk to notice, haha!)

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Aid, for the sake of fucking Pea


times are definitely changing. Recalled child beggars around the Church of Santa Teresa's charity asking passers some help, ragged and hungry, playing your most sensitive (if you had), not that long ago.

After a few years ago Lars and I met a lady one night ... Ana Maria, I remember ... told us a story, perhaps credible or not, but she saw many nights of poor sleep, anxiety, and need, maybe not money, but to be heard, to know that you have a space on the planet that is not hostile, beating on the same frequency that a even a few minutes ... We understand how you feel, having been in more than one occasion to Parias somewhat segregated ourselves, for many possible reasons. That night we understood and shared with her more than a couple of minutes of humanity. In the end, we parted all feeling the emotional support was equally or perhaps more important than the economic, at least for that night.


... And tonight the life I have once again shown a renewed version of the need on the street. In a gas pump, while waiting in the vehicle has approached me a nice-looking lady, and optimistic voice invited me to talk for a moment. It was selling pens for (his words) to help fund his daughter's studies. The way that promoted its product, had left the site to better sales executives of the company where I work, who generally know very little of what they are selling, sometimes less than the client (which is saying enough). And I will not compare the level of complexity of both products, but it was undeniable willingness to sell, not make money, but by offering something useful to its audience that had this lady. With a friendly conversation spent about 3 minutes. And yes, I bought the pens. Saying goodbye blessed me, perhaps the most universal and little proselytizing (Something that I am very sensitive, given my dislike for the ultimately religious institutions, wherever it comes) by adding the occasional compliment related to age and not apparent and leave with a curious detail ...


"Got Internet?" I wonder. And immediately gave me a URL of a site that in his view, was of interest. Once would have sufficed with a "God will pay" or perhaps it would have been unimaginable without Google or Yahoo, to find something interesting on the network could also depend ... an altruistic act of simple collaboration with another human being ...

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....! Byte?

Pea fucking? Originally uploaded by
jcdlc .

... It's what comes to mind ... Automercado after seeing a few days ago, a bottle of Vodka with a name as ... Suggestive? "Son Of a Bitch" to "Sonovavich" phonetically, there is less than a step. And far from looking like the name of a record company Russian (If sonographic, Sonotone, Sono-what-you-want .. Why not "Sonovavich?), Which seems rather to suggest that we can grab a" Son of a bitch Pea "with that bottle.

Needless to say he stayed on the counter. The bottle, of course.

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Mononucleosis Signs Getting Better

Maremagnum an infinite beat.



And it doubles in exact. The last post was on 11, and 1 days ago they did not write here. The time has come. Not that I am deeply inspired, or that nothing has happened. But anyway, it does happen sometimes and things happen ... when they happen.

a bit of everything. Indignation When I find a professional that I admire is gagged by a trial of views perhaps deeper than they want to pretend it is, and I go off the air (If you leave the air, how I see it? hehehe!) a program size "Digest", by the apparent ignorance of those who govern it, in relation to the possibility of questioning them slightly. Of defectors and liars, Walter, we're all tired. We come from where we come from, the injustices and abuses are reprehensible, regardless of authorship comes from a pedestal on which perhaps we have placed ourselves. Here I am listening to a radio program out of place take your program with a particularly bad fill plan, while perhaps other forces trying to decide what to do with your voice, your ideas, and you definitely refescante music. Outraged stay, until, as I read my friend Delilah, my eyes see hanging in the window by themselves justice when they happen.

changes come days and cleaning (And watch out, I mean the previous paragraph, I'm talking about something else), to assume a new rudder in my life, to take some pots by the handle, maybe a little more than literally. To stop living in the home of my parents, my childhood, to begin to become my home. Some dreams are realized, others dissipate, and others are wonderfully vivid. The ones, who give me the Gods every night, and I'm building daily.

(I deeply thank the Gods for this world I walk every night, hand of Morpheus, in which red and white mix in rhythmic harmony, and where land is just an excuse for a transcendent reality )

Anyway, I hope I can put notes to these feelings, very soon. Meanwhile, I dedicate these dream images every drop of sweat, every smile that themselves provoke me.

(The image is not only very similar to the cover of a popular Metal album. It is a curious piece of art that identifies with the mythical character of "Secretator. The work is called" Blood and Semen I "(The part "III" is the cover of the album "Load" by Metallica) and belongs to the artist Andres Serrano. It is a mixture of bovine blood and semen of the artist himself trapped between two sheets of plexiglass. Perhaps an analogy some visceral feelings ...)

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How To Design A Playset Blueprints

Ginseng



The thing has been strange. Energies as the ground moves in an earthquake, and sometimes we lose a little compass. The storm brought wind and the elements are stirred. On the planet, in you and me. The cycle gets excited, and sometimes the wheel spins madly. Overall, everything has happened. The gods have conspired to make it all happen, not happen, because unions are staggering, and who does not supposed to end together with those who do not want to imagine. The ball comes and goes, and in the midst of all we play again 15 minutes of fame on the screen, and a black ephemeris us the soul apart.

"Nothing like kicking a tear submissive in a dark night of the soul" ever wrote, and I never thought my words, on whether or not your notes, may sometimes be launched against me. Enclave my being on earth, and feel his love, infinite, eternal, ever expanding, beyond the measures and vibro. Can not you see? I'm your rope!. Tanem, and let me ring!, That what goes up, so must come down, returned by three or more, "Amid the only conclusion that can not stop."

Meanwhile, Ginseng. Underground, in human form, definitely astral.

So mote it be.
BB.

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Days "that it sticks, it sticks!" ... And one pa 'girl! Saturday



That first sentence .. Ajáaaaa!! Who took the card with it? Looks like the Blogmanía is contagious, we finally got to superchef, our beloved Lianke , open your blog! Although she is not very consistent in terms of bits and bytes (Let's campaign! The girl needs a Mac his life, and soon! : P), all these ideas, crazy and delicious stories are now online in one place, and without irrigation on the blogs of others, hehehehehe!. Lianke: We KITCHEN blog! for those who can not afford even the luxury of testing your dishes! (Well, the latter sounded a little embarrassing, hahaha!)

So, with great fanfare, here it is:

Lianke BLOG!

... and also officially today in our Blogroll. : D
not say that we told him! She is a Cosita Serious!
(Laimagen Blog is Vanessa Peters Nessie or an Italian neighbor Blogspot. We're getting international ... ;)

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Pedestal Sink Towel Bar

A Tasty!




the end was a memorable Saturday! Meeting of the C-mug (Any place where there are Macs and Mac-Users is a good start, lol!) After that tasty meal with a pleasant conversation with Lianke (in the next Post a story about it!), With Diego and his Daughter Yuri eating and throwing stories. After then, the Centre La Estancia to assemble and test sound equipment for the concert that evening. Very tasty, saving the elderly lady who found asleep in the second row during the presentation (Not that we played short! Actually I had a hard time sleeping in the audience!) And then came "A request for an autograph" . I hope some of what we play, we have arrived. During the presentation, joined us (again, not since the morning we were at the meeting of C-mug) my friend Fran Monroy yearling and finish the presentation in cambote we all went to a place of coffee and other delight that once frequented a lot Lars and I, and now appears to have succumbed to decay because the poor quality of product they sell (where once was a great place!) and exacerbated price of their products. Finally, one day was very tasty, with three evenings of charm where art, technology, gastronomy, and above all, a tasty friendship!. And I wanted to make another themed blog ... Life Streams very early TV. (Select the right channels!: P) The photos are courtesy of the creative eye (and camera) of Diego Baptista.

(As saiamos not everyone in the photo, the participants are represented in this image of our technological devices at the table. If your computer is part of your personality ... well ... Here we are who we are and we are the ones).

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Enlarged Heart Symptoms

Religions ...

religions ... Originally uploaded by
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The pope carried his cross, and it symbolized, along with other costumes and ornaments, their religion. In this picture of me there are many symbols that represent in some way, aspects of my life, my own religion. Feel like you find them? (Hint: Missing bite at the apple right ..: ()

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