Wow, talk about straight to the point...
Immigration debate enters a kiddie phase
Friday, May 21, 2010
Thursday, May 20, 2010
YOU LEARN
Ooh, ooh, ooh...
I, recommend getting your heart trampled on to anyone, yeah
I, recommend walking around naked in your living room, yeah
Swallow it down (what a jagged little pill)
It feels so good (swimming in your stomach)
Wait until the dust settles
You live you learn, you love you learn
You cry you learn, you lose you learn
You bleed you learn, you scream you learn
I, recommend biting off more than you can chew to anyone
I certainly do
I, recommend sticking your foot in your mouth at any time
Feel free
Throw it down (the caution blocks you from the wind)
Hold it up (to the rays)
You wait and see when the smoke clears
You live you learn, you love you learn
You cry you learn, you lose you learn
You bleed you learn, you scream you learn
I, I, oh, oh
Wear it out (the way a three-year-old would do)
Melt it down (you're gonna have to eventually, anyway)
The fire trucks are coming up around the bend
You live you learn, you love you learn
You cry you learn, you lose you learn
You bleed you learn, you scream you learn
You grieve you learn, you choke you learn
You laugh you learn, you choose you learn
You pray you learn, you ask you learn
You live you learn
-Alanis Morissette
Some old fashioned wisdom...
I, recommend getting your heart trampled on to anyone, yeah
I, recommend walking around naked in your living room, yeah
Swallow it down (what a jagged little pill)
It feels so good (swimming in your stomach)
Wait until the dust settles
You live you learn, you love you learn
You cry you learn, you lose you learn
You bleed you learn, you scream you learn
I, recommend biting off more than you can chew to anyone
I certainly do
I, recommend sticking your foot in your mouth at any time
Feel free
Throw it down (the caution blocks you from the wind)
Hold it up (to the rays)
You wait and see when the smoke clears
You live you learn, you love you learn
You cry you learn, you lose you learn
You bleed you learn, you scream you learn
I, I, oh, oh
Wear it out (the way a three-year-old would do)
Melt it down (you're gonna have to eventually, anyway)
The fire trucks are coming up around the bend
You live you learn, you love you learn
You cry you learn, you lose you learn
You bleed you learn, you scream you learn
You grieve you learn, you choke you learn
You laugh you learn, you choose you learn
You pray you learn, you ask you learn
You live you learn
-Alanis Morissette
Some old fashioned wisdom...
Monday, March 15, 2010
PAYASO PUERTORRIQUEÑO EN BELARUS
Primer payaso portorro en Belarus. A la verdad que estamos en tó. :P
Friday, January 22, 2010
VOTE FOR SMA!
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Monday, December 21, 2009
WHAT'S UP
Just finished my AIO Web Design Diploma with straight A's, thank-u very much! My place for my design work is Katabolic Designs. Go ahead, visit... And then gimme some work! Referrals are also welcome.
Been trying to keep a fair Xmas spri even if collectors kept calling up demanding payment and implying I'm an irresponsible lazy excuse-maker. It is my fault that I have no job, after all. Knowing absolutely nothing about what happenned, and not caring to know anyway, stupidity reigns rampantly and the debt collectors keep on as the Repo-man of our lousy times. How you pay when you don't HAVE cash to pay? Lovely calls on Xmas week... Well, no matter what you say, no matter the tales of realism or fiction, the point is that there is no job, there is no money, there is a terminally ill child with 24/7 care involved, and there is no further help. Luckily the child has everything she needs as the government takes care of it, but us parents are left playing jugglers while tightrope walking... There is no empathy or pity towards us, because we are considered irresponsible for not working and for not paying debts... No matter that we were forced to leave our lives behing to save a life, no matter that I've been in contact with all debt companies sending them letters and not hiding any fact from them, no matter how good and truthful I have been about every detail... Merry Xmas.
I hope I can go bankrupt soon. I need a lawyer... I know no one here, and things are not looking good back home. Nevertheless, I need a lawyer to at least have the paper to defend myself against so much stupidity and senselessness. Problem is I can't pay a lawyer... If I could, I may not be behing in anything as a matter of fact...
Well, despair should bring no fruits, so I leave with these wishes:
May I get all I have been working hard for
May I finally achieve the dreams I've always dream of
May I keep happiness and peace and love, while everything else happens and afterwards
May I have the right tools to face the challenges ahead, and come out a winner
Courage, faith, belief... May these gifts come to us all this Xmas.
10-4
Been trying to keep a fair Xmas spri even if collectors kept calling up demanding payment and implying I'm an irresponsible lazy excuse-maker. It is my fault that I have no job, after all. Knowing absolutely nothing about what happenned, and not caring to know anyway, stupidity reigns rampantly and the debt collectors keep on as the Repo-man of our lousy times. How you pay when you don't HAVE cash to pay? Lovely calls on Xmas week... Well, no matter what you say, no matter the tales of realism or fiction, the point is that there is no job, there is no money, there is a terminally ill child with 24/7 care involved, and there is no further help. Luckily the child has everything she needs as the government takes care of it, but us parents are left playing jugglers while tightrope walking... There is no empathy or pity towards us, because we are considered irresponsible for not working and for not paying debts... No matter that we were forced to leave our lives behing to save a life, no matter that I've been in contact with all debt companies sending them letters and not hiding any fact from them, no matter how good and truthful I have been about every detail... Merry Xmas.
I hope I can go bankrupt soon. I need a lawyer... I know no one here, and things are not looking good back home. Nevertheless, I need a lawyer to at least have the paper to defend myself against so much stupidity and senselessness. Problem is I can't pay a lawyer... If I could, I may not be behing in anything as a matter of fact...
Well, despair should bring no fruits, so I leave with these wishes:
May I get all I have been working hard for
May I finally achieve the dreams I've always dream of
May I keep happiness and peace and love, while everything else happens and afterwards
May I have the right tools to face the challenges ahead, and come out a winner
Courage, faith, belief... May these gifts come to us all this Xmas.
10-4
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Thursday, November 12, 2009
REÍR LLORANDO
Viendo a Garrik —actor de la Inglaterra—
el pueblo al aplaudirle le decía:
«Eres el mas gracioso de la tierra
y el más feliz...»
Y el cómico reía.
Víctimas del spleen, los altos lores,
en sus noches más negras y pesadas,
iban a ver al rey de los actores
y cambiaban su spleen en carcajadas.
Una vez, ante un médico famoso,
llegóse un hombre de mirar sombrío:
«Sufro —le dijo—, un mal tan espantoso
como esta palidez del rostro mío.
»Nada me causa encanto ni atractivo;
no me importan mi nombre ni mi suerte
en un eterno spleen muriendo vivo,
y es mi única ilusión, la de la muerte».
—Viajad y os distraeréis.
— ¡Tanto he viajado!
—Las lecturas buscad.
—¡Tanto he leído!
—Que os ame una mujer.
—¡Si soy amado!
—¡Un título adquirid!
—¡Noble he nacido!
—¿Pobre seréis quizá?
—Tengo riquezas
—¿De lisonjas gustáis?
—¡Tantas escucho!
—¿Que tenéis de familia?
— Mis tristezas
—¿Vais a los cementerios?
— Mucho... mucho...
—¿De vuestra vida actual, tenéis testigos?
—Sí, mas no dejo que me impongan yugos;
yo les llamo a los muertos mis amigos;
y les llamo a los vivos mis verdugos.
—Me deja —agrega el médico— perplejo
vuestro mal y no debo acobardaros;
Tomad hoy por receta este consejo:
sólo viendo a Garrik, podréis curaros.
— ¿A Garrik?
—Sí, a Garrik... La más remisa
y austera sociedad le busca ansiosa;
todo aquél que lo ve, muere de risa:
tiene una gracia artística asombrosa.
— ¿Y a mí, me hará reír?
—¡Ah!, sí, os lo juro,
él sí y nadie más que él; mas... ¿qué os inquieta?
—Así —dijo el enfermo— no me curo;
¡Yo soy Garrik!... Cambiadme la receta.
¡Cuántos hay que, cansados de la vida,
enfermos de pesar, muertos de tedio,
hacen reír como el actor suicida,
sin encontrar para su mal remedio!
¡Ay! ¡Cuántas veces al reír se llora!
¡Nadie en lo alegre de la risa fíe,
porque en los seres que el dolor devora,
el alma gime cuando el rostro ríe!
Si se muere la fe, si huye la calma,
si sólo abrojos nuestra planta pisa,
lanza a la faz la tempestad del alma,
un relámpago triste: la sonrisa.
El carnaval del mundo engaña tanto,
que las vidas son breves mascaradas;
aquí aprendemos a reír con llanto
y también a llorar con carcajadas.
Juan de Dios Peza
el pueblo al aplaudirle le decía:
«Eres el mas gracioso de la tierra
y el más feliz...»
Y el cómico reía.
Víctimas del spleen, los altos lores,
en sus noches más negras y pesadas,
iban a ver al rey de los actores
y cambiaban su spleen en carcajadas.
Una vez, ante un médico famoso,
llegóse un hombre de mirar sombrío:
«Sufro —le dijo—, un mal tan espantoso
como esta palidez del rostro mío.
»Nada me causa encanto ni atractivo;
no me importan mi nombre ni mi suerte
en un eterno spleen muriendo vivo,
y es mi única ilusión, la de la muerte».
—Viajad y os distraeréis.
— ¡Tanto he viajado!
—Las lecturas buscad.
—¡Tanto he leído!
—Que os ame una mujer.
—¡Si soy amado!
—¡Un título adquirid!
—¡Noble he nacido!
—¿Pobre seréis quizá?
—Tengo riquezas
—¿De lisonjas gustáis?
—¡Tantas escucho!
—¿Que tenéis de familia?
— Mis tristezas
—¿Vais a los cementerios?
— Mucho... mucho...
—¿De vuestra vida actual, tenéis testigos?
—Sí, mas no dejo que me impongan yugos;
yo les llamo a los muertos mis amigos;
y les llamo a los vivos mis verdugos.
—Me deja —agrega el médico— perplejo
vuestro mal y no debo acobardaros;
Tomad hoy por receta este consejo:
sólo viendo a Garrik, podréis curaros.
— ¿A Garrik?
—Sí, a Garrik... La más remisa
y austera sociedad le busca ansiosa;
todo aquél que lo ve, muere de risa:
tiene una gracia artística asombrosa.
— ¿Y a mí, me hará reír?
—¡Ah!, sí, os lo juro,
él sí y nadie más que él; mas... ¿qué os inquieta?
—Así —dijo el enfermo— no me curo;
¡Yo soy Garrik!... Cambiadme la receta.
¡Cuántos hay que, cansados de la vida,
enfermos de pesar, muertos de tedio,
hacen reír como el actor suicida,
sin encontrar para su mal remedio!
¡Ay! ¡Cuántas veces al reír se llora!
¡Nadie en lo alegre de la risa fíe,
porque en los seres que el dolor devora,
el alma gime cuando el rostro ríe!
Si se muere la fe, si huye la calma,
si sólo abrojos nuestra planta pisa,
lanza a la faz la tempestad del alma,
un relámpago triste: la sonrisa.
El carnaval del mundo engaña tanto,
que las vidas son breves mascaradas;
aquí aprendemos a reír con llanto
y también a llorar con carcajadas.
Juan de Dios Peza
Monday, November 09, 2009
HAPPY PEOPLE ON PIANO STAIRS
Wouldn't it be nice if things like this were done on a daily basis?
10-4
Saturday, November 07, 2009
FILIPINO INMATES TRIBUTE to QUEEN
When productive efforts actually pays off. They did it again. :)
And for those who have not seen their original "Thriller" dance that made them famous, here it is:
Many prisons around the world should copy this.
10-4
Monday, November 02, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
PARO 24 HORAS OCTUBRE 15 EN PR
Here goes, just because I got the letter that takes me off my job too:
This is something... I was in a family leave, they were not even paying me anything, and still I got axed! More than 16,o00 were left without a job... The island needs change, but cutting out the people that are left in there and that need the money to survive is just too much. Then they wonder why so many outstanding people and professionals are leaving the island, looking for a brighter future.
Que nos pasa, PR?
~V~
This is something... I was in a family leave, they were not even paying me anything, and still I got axed! More than 16,o00 were left without a job... The island needs change, but cutting out the people that are left in there and that need the money to survive is just too much. Then they wonder why so many outstanding people and professionals are leaving the island, looking for a brighter future.
Que nos pasa, PR?
~V~
The 1st Space Tourist!
It's supposed to be this year that Xavier Gabriel will visit space as a tourist. His website is HERE. He wanted to be the first non-astronaut visitor to space, since as he says no one remembers the secon or third. :P He is from Spain. By now, he completed basic space training and is ready to go before the year is over.
Monday, October 12, 2009
CLOWDY with a chance of MEATBALLS
Wanna see Mr.T and Bruce Campbell in a hilarious animation? Go see this, a family movie that rocks.
Friday, October 09, 2009
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