martes, 29 de mayo de 2007
'Top less'
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'Top less' en las playas El alcalde de París ha prohibido el top less en las playitas del Sena por considerarlo vulgar. Aquí somos diferentes, y las autoridades sanitarias se preocupan sobre todo de velar por la calidad sanitaria de la arena y del agua de nuestras playas, pero pasan por alto la alta contaminación visual a la que se somete a sus visitantes. Mis compañeras de sexo, en plena juventud o en franca decadencia, van derramando públicamente su intimidad corporal en un top less exhibicionista y molesto. Rogaría a las susodichas que nos permitieran, a las que acudimos con nuestras familias, disfrutar de las mismas sin alteraciones paisajísticas que suponen una penitencia añadida al calor, los insectos y al volumen del transistor de nuestros vecinos playeros. EVA N. TOMÁS, SANTIAGO Diario Metro (ed. Galicia). Martes 29 de Mayo de 2007 |
Está claro que nunca seremos un país civilizado mientras las "autoridades sanitarias" le den prioridad a nimiedades tales como la higiene, la limpieza, la prevención de intoxicaciones, etc. antes que al hecho de que una "compañera de sexo"
se dedique a contaminar visualmente nuestras playas...
Y ya de paso, que las "autoridades sanitarias" esas, también exterminen el calor, los insectos y los transistores de los vecinos (los propios no, por supuesto), que ya suficiente penitencia tenemos cargando nuestra cruz.
PD. Suscribo totalmente eso de que "las susodichas nos permitan disfrutar de las mismas"... y si se niegan, que se encarguen las autoridades pertinentes ]
domingo, 27 de mayo de 2007
ABC
The Pipettes
He knows all about the movements of the planets,
but he don't know how to move me.
He knows about the sonic spectrum damnit,
but he don't know if it's groovy.
He knows about
A-B-C-1-2-3-X-Y-Z
but he don't know about X-T-C.
A-B-C-1-2-D-Even I
ain't in any of his categories.
Kind of tall and kind of shy,
he's always asking me why,
he's always got his head in a book,
he doesn't care how I look.
He cares about
A-B-C-1-2-3-X-Y-Z
but he don't know about X-T-C.
A-B-C-1-2-D-Even I
ain't in any of his categories.
He's the kind of guy
who knows just what he knows.
He's the kind of guy
who oh-oh-oo-oh-oh-oh.
A-B-C-1-2-3-X-Y-Z
but he don't know about X-T-C.
A-B-C-1-2-D-Even I
ain't in any of his categories.
A-B-C-1-2-3-X-Y-Z
but he don't know about X-T-C.
A-B-C-1-2-D-Even I
ain't in any of his categories.
He knows all about the movements of the planets,
but he don't know how to move me.
He knows about the sonic spectrum damnit,
but he don't know if it's groovy.
He knows about
A-B-C-1-2-3-X-Y-Z
but he don't know about X-T-C.
A-B-C-1-2-D-Even I
ain't in any of his categories.
Kind of tall and kind of shy,
he's always asking me why,
he's always got his head in a book,
he doesn't care how I look.
He cares about
A-B-C-1-2-3-X-Y-Z
but he don't know about X-T-C.
A-B-C-1-2-D-Even I
ain't in any of his categories.
He's the kind of guy
who knows just what he knows.
He's the kind of guy
who oh-oh-oo-oh-oh-oh.
A-B-C-1-2-3-X-Y-Z
but he don't know about X-T-C.
A-B-C-1-2-D-Even I
ain't in any of his categories.
A-B-C-1-2-3-X-Y-Z
but he don't know about X-T-C.
A-B-C-1-2-D-Even I
ain't in any of his categories.
sábado, 26 de mayo de 2007
Hulk World Tour 2007
Primer Gran Evento: Ciudad de Attilan, en la Luna
"No he venido a que me susurres... ¡Quiero oirte gritar!"
Siguientes Eventos, pendientes de confirmación:
* Stark Enterprises
* Graymalkin Lane 1407, Salem Center
Posibles futuras localizaciones:
* Plaza de las Cuatro Libertades
* Bleecker Street, Greenwich Village
...
miércoles, 23 de mayo de 2007
Super Spoiler: Heroes
--== Escena final del Volumen Uno ==--
martes, 22 de mayo de 2007
Bitter Sweet Symphony
The Verve
'cos it's a bittersweet symphony this life.
Trying to make ends meet, you're a slave to money then you die.
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down.
You know the one that takes you to the places where all the veins meet.
No change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change,
but I'm here in my mould, I am here in my mould,
but I'm a million different people from one day to the next.
I can't change my mould, no, no, no, no, no...
Well I never pray, but tonight I'm on my knees, yeah.
I need to hear some sounds that recognise the pain in me, yeah.
I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now.
But the airwaves are clean and there's nobody singing to me now.
No change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change,
but I'm here in my mould, I am here in my mould,
and I'm a million different people from one day to the next.
I can't change my mould, no, no, no, no, no...
(Well have you ever been down? )
(I can't change, I can't change...)
'cos it's a bittersweet symphony this life.
Trying to make ends meet, trying to find some money then you die.
You know I can't change, I can't change, I can't change,
but I'm here in my mould, I am here in my mould,
and I'm a million different people from one day to the next.
I can't change my mould, no, no, no, no, no...
(I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down)
(I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down)
(It justs sex and violence melody and silence)
(Been down)
(Ever been down)
(Ever been down)
'cos it's a bittersweet symphony this life.
Trying to make ends meet, you're a slave to money then you die.
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down.
You know the one that takes you to the places where all the veins meet.
No change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change,
but I'm here in my mould, I am here in my mould,
but I'm a million different people from one day to the next.
I can't change my mould, no, no, no, no, no...
Well I never pray, but tonight I'm on my knees, yeah.
I need to hear some sounds that recognise the pain in me, yeah.
I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now.
But the airwaves are clean and there's nobody singing to me now.
No change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change,
but I'm here in my mould, I am here in my mould,
and I'm a million different people from one day to the next.
I can't change my mould, no, no, no, no, no...
(Well have you ever been down? )
(I can't change, I can't change...)
'cos it's a bittersweet symphony this life.
Trying to make ends meet, trying to find some money then you die.
You know I can't change, I can't change, I can't change,
but I'm here in my mould, I am here in my mould,
and I'm a million different people from one day to the next.
I can't change my mould, no, no, no, no, no...
(I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down)
(I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down)
(It justs sex and violence melody and silence)
(Been down)
(Ever been down)
(Ever been down)
lunes, 21 de mayo de 2007
La Profecía del Destino
"I'm sorry, brother, but this time... this time you have to die."
Desmond, Lost 3x21 ~ Greatest Hits
domingo, 20 de mayo de 2007
Exploding man
"Boom."
Sylar, Heroes 1x22 ~ Landslide
sábado, 19 de mayo de 2007
Queen of Apology
The Sounds
Quick fix and heartbeats, gets me so easily.
Now you got me on my knees.
This will be the death to me.
Tic tac, time goes by, hits me so suddenly.
How you knock me off my feet.
I'm the Queen of Apologys.
Now I'm fighting this feeling,
but it never stops, never stops.
I'm still waiting.
And I'm stuck with this feeling,
will it ever stop, ever stop?
I keep trying.
I blame no one, but myself
so honestly, is this how it's gonna be?
Tell me, who's the enemy?
Monkey on my back keeps me so desperatly.
How you got me on my knees?
This will be the death to me.
So sick of this feeling
but it never stops, never stops.
I'm still waiting.
And I'm stuck with this feeling,
will it ever stop, ever stop?
You see, I'm still shaking.
And I'm fighting this feeling
This will be the death to me.
I'm the Queen of Apologys.
And I'm fighting this feeling
but it never stops, never stops.
I'm still waiting.
And I'm stuck with this feeling,
will it ever stop, ever stop?
I keep trying.
And I'm fighting this feeling.
And I'm stuck with this feeling,
will it ever stop, ever stop?
I keep trying.
This will be the death to me.
This will be the death to me.
I'm the Queen of Apologys.
This will be the death to me.
Quick fix and heartbeats, gets me so easily.
Now you got me on my knees.
This will be the death to me.
Tic tac, time goes by, hits me so suddenly.
How you knock me off my feet.
I'm the Queen of Apologys.
Now I'm fighting this feeling,
but it never stops, never stops.
I'm still waiting.
And I'm stuck with this feeling,
will it ever stop, ever stop?
I keep trying.
I blame no one, but myself
so honestly, is this how it's gonna be?
Tell me, who's the enemy?
Monkey on my back keeps me so desperatly.
How you got me on my knees?
This will be the death to me.
So sick of this feeling
but it never stops, never stops.
I'm still waiting.
And I'm stuck with this feeling,
will it ever stop, ever stop?
You see, I'm still shaking.
And I'm fighting this feeling
This will be the death to me.
I'm the Queen of Apologys.
And I'm fighting this feeling
but it never stops, never stops.
I'm still waiting.
And I'm stuck with this feeling,
will it ever stop, ever stop?
I keep trying.
And I'm fighting this feeling.
And I'm stuck with this feeling,
will it ever stop, ever stop?
I keep trying.
This will be the death to me.
This will be the death to me.
I'm the Queen of Apologys.
This will be the death to me.
miércoles, 16 de mayo de 2007
Batman: La Máscara del Fantasma
Dirección: Eric Radomski / Bruce W. Timm
Guión: Alan Burnett / Benjamin Melniker / Eric Radomski / Bruce W. Timm
Música: Shirley Walker
Año: 1993
Género: Aventura
País: EE.UU.
Duración: 76 minutos
Un villano enmascarado está sembrando el terror en la ciudad de Gotham y va eliminando uno a uno a los principales gánsters. Cuando Batman investiga estos crímenes, es confudido por error con el verdadero malhechor y comienza a ser perseguido por la policía.
Probablemente, la mejor película de Batman
martes, 15 de mayo de 2007
La Isla de los Cabrones
Empiezan a repartirse las "nominaciones" para salir de la isla, por las buenas o con los pies por delante... ¿Cuál es tu favorito?
Y, de paso, siguen insistiendo en la ¿falsa? teoría que dejaron caer hace un par de episodios... ¿o no? ¿Es Jacob una referencia a "Los Otros"? ¿O a "Planeta Prohibido"? ¿O todo lo contrario?
lunes, 14 de mayo de 2007
El "Increíble" Hulk
Increíble es el reparto del que se habla para la peli... a saber:
Edward Norton como Bruce Banner
Liv Tyler como Betty Ross
Tim Roth como Emile Blonsky
...
domingo, 13 de mayo de 2007
Thank You
Alanis Morissette
How about getting off of these antibiotics?
How about stopping eating when I'm filled up?
How about them transparent dangling carrots?
How about that ever elusive kudo?
Thank you India.
Thank you terror.
Thank you disillusionment.
Thank you frailty.
Thank you consequence.
Thank you, thank you silence.
How about me not blaming you for everything?
How about me enjoying the moment for once?
How about how good it feels to finally forgive you?
How about grieving it all one at a time?
Thank you India.
Thank you terror.
Thank you disillusionment.
Thank you frailty.
Thank you consequence.
Thank you, thank you silence.
The moment I let go of it was
the moment I got more than I could handle
the moment I jumped off of it was
the moment I touched down.
How about no longer being masochistic?
How about remembering your divinity?
How about unabashedly bawling your eyes out?
How about not equating death with stopping?
Thank you India.
Thank you providence.
Thank you disillusionment.
Thank you nothingness.
Thank you clarity.
Thank you, thank you silence.
How about getting off of these antibiotics?
How about stopping eating when I'm filled up?
How about them transparent dangling carrots?
How about that ever elusive kudo?
Thank you India.
Thank you terror.
Thank you disillusionment.
Thank you frailty.
Thank you consequence.
Thank you, thank you silence.
How about me not blaming you for everything?
How about me enjoying the moment for once?
How about how good it feels to finally forgive you?
How about grieving it all one at a time?
Thank you India.
Thank you terror.
Thank you disillusionment.
Thank you frailty.
Thank you consequence.
Thank you, thank you silence.
The moment I let go of it was
the moment I got more than I could handle
the moment I jumped off of it was
the moment I touched down.
How about no longer being masochistic?
How about remembering your divinity?
How about unabashedly bawling your eyes out?
How about not equating death with stopping?
Thank you India.
Thank you providence.
Thank you disillusionment.
Thank you nothingness.
Thank you clarity.
Thank you, thank you silence.
sábado, 12 de mayo de 2007
Lovers
Young lovers seek perfection.
Old lovers learn the art of sewing shreds together,
and of seeing beauty in a multiplicity of patches.
Old lovers learn the art of sewing shreds together,
and of seeing beauty in a multiplicity of patches.
How to make an American Quilt, 1995
viernes, 11 de mayo de 2007
Diálogo para besugos
Cathy: ¿A vosotros también os ha vendido Silver?
Jim: Sí, y además me ha robado el mapa de la Isla del Tesoro.
Cathy: ¿El mapa?
Jim: Sí, el mapa del capitán Flint de la Isla del Tesoro.
Cathy: ¿Qué? ¿Silver te lo ha robado? ¿Te ha robado el mapa de la Isla del Tesoro?
Jim: Sí, eso es.
Cathy: Ese Silver era el segundo de a bordo de mi difunto abuelo.
Jim: ¿El segundo de tu abuelo?
Cathy: ¡Eso he dicho! ¡Mi abuelo era el capitán Flint!
Jim: ¿Eh? ¿Entonces tú eres la nieta del capitán Flint?
Jim: Sí, y además me ha robado el mapa de la Isla del Tesoro.
Cathy: ¿El mapa?
Jim: Sí, el mapa del capitán Flint de la Isla del Tesoro.
Cathy: ¿Qué? ¿Silver te lo ha robado? ¿Te ha robado el mapa de la Isla del Tesoro?
Jim: Sí, eso es.
Cathy: Ese Silver era el segundo de a bordo de mi difunto abuelo.
Jim: ¿El segundo de tu abuelo?
Cathy: ¡Eso he dicho! ¡Mi abuelo era el capitán Flint!
Jim: ¿Eh? ¿Entonces tú eres la nieta del capitán Flint?
Dobutsu takarajima (Animal Treasure Island), 1971
miércoles, 09 de mayo de 2007
Química aplicada
¿Cuál es la diferencia entre disolución y solución?
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.
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Una disolución sería meter en una bañera llena de ácido a un representante sindical, o a un miembro de la patronal, o a un ministro del trabajo.
Una solución sería meterlos a todos juntos.
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Una disolución sería meter en una bañera llena de ácido a un representante sindical, o a un miembro de la patronal, o a un ministro del trabajo.
Una solución sería meterlos a todos juntos.
lunes, 07 de mayo de 2007
Days of future past...
Ando: Is everthing okay?
Peter: No. Let's go fix it.
Peter: No. Let's go fix it.
Heroes 1x20 ~ Five Years Gone
domingo, 06 de mayo de 2007
Están locos estos japos
sábado, 05 de mayo de 2007
Der Fuehrer's face
viernes, 04 de mayo de 2007
From my own true love (lost at sea)
The Decemberists
Four score years
living down in this rain swept town.
Sea salt tears
swimming round as the rain comes down.
Mr. Postman, do you have a letter for me?
Mr. Postman, do you have a letter for me?
A letter for me
from my own true love,
lost at sea,
lost at sea.
Mr. Postman, do you have a letter for me?
Mr. Postman, do you have a letter for me?
A letter for me
from my own true love,
lost at sea,
lost at sea.
Four score years
living down in this rain swept town.
Sea salt tears
swimming round as the rain comes down.
Mr. Postman, do you have a letter for me?
Mr. Postman, do you have a letter for me?
A letter for me
from my own true love,
lost at sea,
lost at sea.
Mr. Postman, do you have a letter for me?
Mr. Postman, do you have a letter for me?
A letter for me
from my own true love,
lost at sea,
lost at sea.
jueves, 03 de mayo de 2007
The letter
The Box Tops
Letra y Música: Wayne Carson Thompson
Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane,
ain't got time to take a fast train.
Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home,
'cause my baby just a-wrote me a letter.
I don't care how much money I gotta spend,
got to get back to my baby again.
Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home,
'cause my baby just a-wrote me a letter.
Well, she wrote me a letter
said she couldn't live without me no mo'.
Listen mister can't you see I got to get back
to my baby once a-mo'--anyway...
Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane,
ain't got time to take a fast train.
Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home,
'cause my baby just a-wrote me a letter.
Well, she wrote me a letter,
said she couldn't live without me no mo'.
Listen mister can't you see I got to get back
to my baby once a-mo'--anyway...
Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane,
ain't got time to take a fast train.
Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home,
'cause my baby just a-wrote me a letter.
Because my baby just a-wrote me a letter.
Letra y Música: Wayne Carson Thompson
Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane,
ain't got time to take a fast train.
Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home,
'cause my baby just a-wrote me a letter.
I don't care how much money I gotta spend,
got to get back to my baby again.
Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home,
'cause my baby just a-wrote me a letter.
Well, she wrote me a letter
said she couldn't live without me no mo'.
Listen mister can't you see I got to get back
to my baby once a-mo'--anyway...
Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane,
ain't got time to take a fast train.
Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home,
'cause my baby just a-wrote me a letter.
Well, she wrote me a letter,
said she couldn't live without me no mo'.
Listen mister can't you see I got to get back
to my baby once a-mo'--anyway...
Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane,
ain't got time to take a fast train.
Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home,
'cause my baby just a-wrote me a letter.
Because my baby just a-wrote me a letter.
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