Me agarró la locura...

En un intento de hacerme el alquimista, acabo de hacer una gelatina de licor de café.

Después les cuento.

Lugares...

Hace tiempo que tengo ganas de irme de Argentina para tener un poco de "experiencia internacional" sobre lo que estudié. Esta es una lista de los paises a los que me gustaría viajar para laburar un tiempito.

- Canadá
- EEUU (Chicago, NY, San Francisco)
- Portugal
- Australia
- Inglaterra

Por ahora eso... igual cambio tanto de opinión que tal vez mañana diga India...

Genialidad

Hacía tiempo que no posteaba publicidades a mi criterio "bien pensadas"

Acá va una que me parece excelente

Como cuesta!

Volver al ruedo o empezar una rutina (al menos intentarlo) es más complicado de lo que pensaba, me queda una materia y la tesis para recibirme pero la verdad que parece que los libros están en chino básico... Que oxidado que estoy!!!!


Nota para mi vieja que sigue el blog a la distancia: "no me jodas ni acotes sobre esto"

Rachas si las hay...

Duró poco el sitio cerrado... Lo que pasa es que (aunque a naides le importe) me iba a ir a dormir, pero encontré justo lo que buscaba y bueno... me copé.

Cambiando de tema, soy lo que puede considerarse un jugador de fútbol, digamos... "rústico" (Dícese del futbolista de movimientos poco 'delicados' y 'sutiles' dentro del campo de juego); es decir, MEDIO PATA DURA, CUADRADO, BESTIA -para evitar rodeos-. No por nada, cuando vivía en Necochea e iba a jugar a la pelota a la plaza, me decían "tronco"...

Lo que me llama increíblemente la atención, es la racha de dos partidos (record personal si los hay...) en las que termino como goleador indiscutido de LOS DOS EQUIPOS! El sábado pasado con mis amigos de la vida, habré hecho unos 7, y este lunes, con otros compañeros "de balón" superé este número ampliamente, y con buen desempeño general...

Algo malo me está por pasar y Dios me regala unos baratos momentos de alegría; o bien, viene el apocalipsis...


PS: este miércoles voy a probar de nuevo con otros players, veremos si sigo de racha positiva o vuelvo a la normalidad.

Cerrado porque si...

HUUUUUUUHHH LUOCOOOOOOO, SOBRE DE CHAPA, PEREJIL DE OFICINA, KAMIKAZE DE CICLOMOTOR

BANCAME LA MECHA MAN QUE LE ESTOY HACIENDO CHAPA Y PINTURA A LA INTERNE FIERA!!!!

LOS CODIGOS HTML TIENEN TODA LA ONDA, Y LOS CODIGO MORSEE TAMBIEN LUOCO!

AKJJJJJJJ

Qué lindo que sería poder vivir de un pasatiempo... el problema es que el pasatiempo pasaría a ser trabajo y dejaría de ser pasatiempo, entonces no viviría del pasatiempo, sino del trabajo. Y no quiero vivir del trabajo (o sea, me gusta trabajar y me gusta lo que hago, pero no es el punto. Ud me entiende, si no es así, mejor. Eso quiere decir que no tiene tantos problemas mentales como yo), quisiera vivir del pasatiempo...

MALDITO CIRCULO VICIOSO.

Encontré esto que me gustó mucho para los bloggers...

(Blogging Without Obligation)
Creditos a tartx

Otro e-mail que me llega y me deja pensando...

Have you ever wondered what happened to the 56 men who signed the Declaration
of Independence? Five signers were captured by the British as traitors,
and tortured before they died. Twelve had their homes ransacked and burned.
Two lost their sons serving in the Revolutionary Army; another had two sons
captured. Nine of the 56 fought and died from wounds or hardships of the
Revolutionary War. They signed and they pledged their lives, their fortunes, and
their sacred honor. What kind of men were they?

Twenty-four were lawyers and jurists. Eleven were merchants, nine were farmers
and large plantation owners; men of means, well educated. But
they signed the Declaration of Independence knowing full well that the
penalty would be death if they were captured.  Carter Braxton of Virginia, a
wealthy planter and trader, saw his ships swept from the seas by the British
Navy. He sold his home and properties to pay his debts, and died in rags.
Thomas McKeam was so hounded by the British that he was forced to move his
family almost constantly. He served in the Congress without pay, and his family
was kept in hiding. His possessions were taken from him, and poverty was his reward.
Vandals or soldiers looted the properties of  Dillery, Hall, Clymer, Walton,
Gwinnett, Heyward, Ruttledge, and Middleton. At the battle of Yorktown, Thomas
Nelson Jr., noted that the British General Cornwallis had taken over the Nelson
home for his headquarters. He quietly urged General George Washington to open fire.
The home was destroyed, and Nelson died bankrupt. Francis Lewis had his home and
properties destroyed. The enemy jailed his wife, and she died within a few months.
John Hart was driven from his wife's bedside as she was dying. Their 13 children
fled for their lives. His fields and his gristmill were laid to waste. For more than
a year he lived in forests and caves, returning home to find his wife dead and his
children vanished. A few weeks later he died from exhaustion and a broken heart.
Norris and Livingston suffered similar fates. Such were the stories and sacrifices
of the American Revolution. These were not wild-eyed, rabble-rousing ruffians.
They were soft-spoken men of means and education. They had security, but they
valued liberty more.  Standing tall, straight, and unwavering, they pledged: "For
the support of this declaration, with firm reliance on the protection of
the divine providence, we mutually pledge to each other, our lives, our fortunes,
and our sacred honor." They gave you and me a free and independent America.
The history books never told you a lot about what happened in the Revolutionary War.
We didn't fight just the British. We were British subjects at that time and we
fought our own government!

Some of us take these liberties so much for granted, but we shouldn't.  So, take
a few minutes while enjoying your 4th of July holiday and silently thank these
patriots. It's not much to ask for the price they paid. Remember freedom is
never free! I hope you will show your support by please sending this to as many
people as you can. It's time we get the word out that patriotism is NOT a sin,
and the Fourth of July has more to it than beer, picnics, and baseball games.

Thank you.

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Qué mentalidad, no???? La comparto, deberían educarnos un poco más así a los
Argentinos.

Esto me recuerda...

Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

Se despide un grande...

Uno de mis primeros cd's junto con el de Queen "Made in Heaven".

Me acuerdo que no me cansaba de escuchar "Black and White" y de ver el video con Macaulay Culkin...

De Maddona, se dice la Reina del Pop. "Casi" la destrona la falopera de Britney, pero ni azomó, en cambio del Rey del Pop NUNCA hubo dudas. Fué, es y será MJ.

Lo "más original" que se hace 'para rendir homenaje' es escuchar las canciones de uno, yo NO voy a ser la excepción, total ME ENCANTA SU MUSICA!