Thursday, January 29, 2009

Rolerskating Party Favors

Again, and always, the book by Umberto Eco Discépolo




For the author of Open Work , The Name of the Rose and many remarkable works, the book is one of those inventions, like the spoon or the wheel, they belong to eternal technology, essentially unchanged.

By Umberto Eco
For the nation-Milan 1995

days ago, zapping idly by, I found a channel where they were spending a lot of spot or announcement of a transfer to come. It was advertising the wonders of the CD-ROM, or cos disquitos, hypermedia can give us the equivalent of an encyclopedia, with colors, sounds and possibilities of instantaneous connections between songs. As I'm doing some experience in this field, and therefore knew the argument, followed him casually. Until, at some point, I heard even my name: it was saying that I would argue that these disquitos definitely replace books.
No, unless it is a paranoid, you can pretend that the other read everything you write, but at least you can expect not to make you say otherwise, especially if they are using it illegally, as a witness in any thing. It is a fact that I repeat to the four winds, the CD-ROM may not replace the book. Or who made this text is an idiot or a liar. There are no other possibilities. In any case should have been sterilized time parents, it's too late.
There are two types of books: those that serve to check and used to read. The first (prototype phone is, but extends to dictionaries and encyclopedias) occupy too much room in the house, are unwieldy and expensive. They may be replaced by multimedia discs, so there will be more room in the house and library for books that are used to read (ranging from the Divine Comedy to the latest police).
reading books may not be substituted by any electronic device. Are meant to be taken in hand, putting them to bed, or on a boat, even where no battery power, even where and when any battery is discharged, it can be underlined, bear marks señalalibros can be dropped in floor or on the knees when we surprised the dream go in the pocket, ajan, assume a physiognomy indiviudal according to intensity and frequency of our readings, remind us (if they are too cool and smooth) that we have not yet touched; read by putting his head as we want, without imposing a fixed and strained reading of a computer screen, very friendly in all respects except for the neck. Try to read the entire Divine Comedy, even if only one hour per day on a computer, and then they tell me.
A book to read is in the miracles of technology that eternal part wheel, knife, spoon, hammer, pan, the bicycle. The knife was invented soon, the bike much later. But rather than be anxious designers, modifying some particularity, the essence of the knife is always the same. There are machines that replaced the hammer, but for some things will have to resort to something that resembles the first hammer appeared on the face of the Earth. May develop a highly sophisticated system changes, but labicicleta remains what it is: two wheels, a seat and two pedals. Otherwise called scooter or something else.
Humanity has gone before reading and writing for centuries on rocks first, then on small panels later on labels, but it was an arduous job. When he discovered that they could link together some leaves, although handwritten, gave a sigh of relief. And it can never give up this wonderful instrument.
The way the book is determined by our anatomy. It may have very large, but in general they function or decorative paper: the book standard should not be smaller than a pack of cigarettes or larger than the Espresso. Simensiones depends on our hands, and these, at least for now, have not changed.
is true that technology promises to machines with which we could explore, via computer, libraries around the world, to choose texts that interest us, have them printed at home in minutes with the characters we want-in our grade Presbyopia and our aesthetic preferences, "while accommodating our own copier sheets and links, so that each may consist of custom work. And then? Which have disappeared up the fonts, traditional unions, but we will have in their hands, once again, and always a book. Translation
Antonio Alberti, La Nacion.

Can I Prepare Pancake Batter

Enrique Santos and tango: History



My songs are like this: I'm walking along Corrientes and I see a tango in the ear. First, it occurs to me the letter, ie the issue. The issue starts spinning me in the head for several days. Until suddenly I'm sitting in a coffee table, reading at home or walking down the street and starts ringing in the ear the music that corresponds to a state of mind, this situation of tango. And here I am presented tragedy because I was not listening. At the piano, I take just four notes. I learned violin and a half years and I never could play fairly well. and of course, do not write music. When the tango begins to whistle in my ear, I run to find a friend write it for me. Many times, I can not find right away. And here begins the desperation for these notes (the notes which suddenly presented to me) do not go. Then I begin to sing. And I'm singing them out loud. While going down the street and everyone stop looking at me like a madman. While this in a cafe and all the tables will turn to me. At that moment, nothing matters to me. The only thing that worries me is that I can not escape my tango. Retain with the song until my friend comes to tie me to write ... And so until the tango is fixed on paper. But the origin of tango is always the street. So I go in the city trying to get into his soul, imagining in my sensitivity to what that man or girl who passed would listen, what would sing a happy or painful moment of their lives. Enrique Santos
Discépolo.

-His bio-

Discépolo Deluchi Enrique Santos, known as Discepolín, was a composer, musician, playwright and filmmaker Argentina. Born in the Once neighborhood of Buenos Aires on 27 March 1901 and died on November 23, 1951. Consisted mainly tango, being one of them: "That vachaché", "Yira ... Yira ...";" That toad lord ";" Cambalache "" Dream of Youth "among others ...

-Tango-

Tango is a style of music and dance rioplatense clearly urban in nature and international renown. Classically interpreted by orchestra or sextet and recognizes the bandoneon as its essential tool. The choreography, designed from the embrace with a partner, is very sensual and complex. The letters are made based on known local slang slang and often expressed sadness, especially "the things of love" that men feel and village women, a fact that matches him in some way with the blues, but this is an impediment to the treatment of other issues, including humorous and political.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Toilet Paper Roll Cock Comparison

Ziggy by Mario Vargas Llosa: Adjacent



People believe that the most powerful and respected institution in Britain's Parliament, but I think it's the RSPCA, initials with which sometimes I have nightmares and they beg all saints never take me. Because the resources of the Royal Society for the Prevention of Cruelty of Animals are great, immeasurable prestige, its servers legion and their weapons, copper subtle kiss and hug strong as boa constrictor.
can be testified by Lisa Chapman, a young waitress, which, for the fortune and misfortune, his sister giving gifts for some time, to keep him company, Ziggy, a rat was about two years ucmplir . Beauty and the Beast became good friends and everything was going smoothly until, one more victim of the recession raging in Europe, Lisa lost her job. The twenty-seven pounds a week of your social security amounted to survive harsh penalties for the sick girl. Charitable souls she was invited to spend a few days in the field and Lisa broke, leaving a friend in charge of taking care of Ziggy in his absence.
Before the cock crowed, anonymous informers alerted the Royal Society of letters of yore, which, at once moved to one of his hounds, the inspector John Paul, to verify the complaint. Introducing - through violation? - The researcher found that Ziggy had already been six days adrift, without water to drink and barely a measly pieces of cheese for their livelihood. His scrupulous report notes that the rat "I was shaking, I was dehydrated and deeply depressed" (extremely depressed). Wasting no time, John Paul took with Ziggy to a veterinary clinic, where she was subjected to a treatment of urgency, abase of antibiotics, which caused a transient recovery. But a few days after contracted pneumonia and died. The doctors ruled that he had died of starvation.
Then, as bold, the institution was unpronounceable acronyms Lisa Chapman to court, accusing it of neglect and cruelty towards the deceased Ziggy. There were public hearings, in which unemployed waitress, crying her eyes out, swore that "I wanted my pet to die" and explained that he had accepted that invitation that went out of his rat just because "I too was dying of hunger the twenty-seven pounds a week for sure. " But neither of these reasons, neither the defense counsel, who tried to traumatize the line of values isidia court to question "How can you judge someone for leaving a rat die in a city where, at any store, buy traps for rodents?" Lisa saved from a humiliating sentence one hundred and thirty pound fine and an indelible stain on his curriculumb vitae.
Satisfied with the sentence, John Paul, the fearsome difnatario and representative of the symbol-twisters, told reporters: "Justice has been done. As far as me and she referred to the RSPCA, Ziggy was a warm-blooded being capable of experiencing pain and hunger, as any human being. I do not regret what happened because in the hands of judges. " The case has cost about eight pounds to the British taxpayer.

(From "Quest", 1 July 1993)

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Verbal

Adjacent: is the part of the sentence depends on the finite verb and complements.

lexicon Subject: is the adjacent verbal number and person agrees with the verb. Is replaced by the personal pronouns ccumplen subject function (I, you, he, she, we, they, they, you.) Usually answer the question who? or who? but can also answer the question what?

Supplement directo: Es el adyacente verbal que suele responder a la pregunta ¿qué?. Se sustituye por pronombres personales átonos (lo, la los, las, me, te, nos). Estos pronombres concuerdan con el sustantivo núcleo del adyacente.

Complemento indirecto: Es el adyacente verbal que responde a la pregunta ¿a quién?. Siempre va encabezado (tiene adelante) por la preposición a. Se sustituye por los pronombres personales átonos (le, les, me, te, nos)

Complemento circunstancial de tiempo: Es el adyacente verbal que suele responder a la pregunta ¿cuándo?. Este adyacente aporta información temporal. Se replaced by adverbs of time (then, now, yesterday ...)

Add circumstantial location: adjacent This provides special information. Usually answer the question where?. Is replaced by adverbs of place (there, there, etc.)

Add circumstantial way: This provides circumstances surrounding a way or manner. Usually answer the question how?. Is replaced by adverbs of manner (as well).

prepositional complement: adjacent verbal This is always going to be headed by a preposition (a, at, low, with, against, from, in, from, to, to, for, as above, after). The preposition is essential, can not be replaced. The questions are headed by the same preposition that the adjacent. Examples of verbs that require preposition are speaking of ; go to ; out with ; be in .

Attribute: adjacent attribute is a verbal but also complements the lexical subject. For the attribute complements the subject through the verb lexicon. The attribute is usually an adjective that agrees in gender and number with the noun subject's lexicon. The attribute is always replaced by the pronoun it. Often appear to be linking verbs, and appear to be.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Discjuggler Need Reboot

2009





The folder where the images are stored is called primerita. So begins the work of the year, recovery and meeting. My desire, expressed only a few days ago, was to recover what has been lost or overlooked last year, and enjoy, all the way, new discoveries, roads ...

The pictures are something that should guide the way that everything will go fixing, accommodating.

is also the pulse of what is left in, or is, hardly explored in boxes and forgotten, along with written or dug up in the morning immediately, and always the desire to transcend it, or explain.

Thus:

difficult Awakenings
A year later, in the morning, to the work and obligation. Everything with her weight, each item with your madness, or dose, at least, dislocated slug.

Thus, self found or rescued, a sheet that reflects or portrays the moment, hacwe one year, or twenty-five or thirty-four, in a sense, a motive, an intention. And a pleasure, and pain.

same hearing that the fragments did not even know lost.

Yesterday, at least half an incomplete album that I knew (and still so), but allows the pianist to rediscover uppercase, who was also master (master class, says he received-shared) none other than Martha Argerich and Maurizio Pollini, found as usual (equal and Ravel along with the left hand, and Satie ...) in the mist that of the same reflection seventies found ...

And nothing, it still retains the box are incomplete Preludes, Book I, and the famous Children's Corner. The music that surrounds everything, and the booklet accompanying the box and includes the explanation, the story that Debussy thought his piano pieces have their ideal audience in only four ears (that I understood in my basic French), and that his daughter was named as him, but Emma, \u200b\u200band they called Chouchou. Follow

feeling that everything is over, still in the beginning of a year that you want especially big, wonderful. Meet

also, hobbies, customs, rituals and everyday essence hacencia sharing with noble things, necessary, producers, generators. To know

adrift.
(January 13, 2009)

other hand (in two white sheets, lost in a cardboard box):

many pieces of me I am now in a drawer, is shreds of times literally I keep huge in my memory. Is seventy-three, and some thoughts on the film and its surroundings.

And there are pieces of cardboard, drawings, colored leaves, huge lists of words and a letter from my return from Europe almost there in seventy-six (it was April, was 21 years and had you, my parents to come for me, or rather, come to me it's time, it was time to return).

Of the rivers of words rescued a few: For example, a short blade, torn from its spiral, forever

... and go out looking, but where?
says Pablo Milanes that "life is worth nothing, here in Mexico, someone sang that very reason. But it was not the same, and I know I must leave to seek and be of words that I can not tell someone (observation of fire that I heard two and a half years) is that it has been difficult just to be heard and spectator, actor and singer, never, because yes, no.

Justificar a ambos lados
And I want to unlock, open, save, repeat something that I thought, I wrote, told her. Not to know more, but to know better what I myself have been constructed, referring, arming. The night I say it, the night me d. The night is always discovering, for me, sore bits and pieces of insight that have become transparent mysterious stones of my wanting to have my circumstances, my testimony, my stay on this earth

AND ALL THIS IN ONE REALITY , A SINGLE BOUND, which sometimes can not seem to handle, but THAT IS NO DOUBT THAT IS HOW THINGS ARE BEFORE AND COMPARISON WITH CROSS THOSE GOOD, AND THE NOW.