few days ago I do not know what to write. I sit at the computer, I watch the white rectangle where until several weeks ago I wrote an entry every day and I wonder who has stolen all my words. For weeks now I think I need a change, a breath of fresh air, extreme regeneration. I'm not a desperate woman. In fact, today more than ever. So Desperate I said goodbye. Greet you soon, from another place and another dimension. And under another name.
Today is April 14 . I thought talking about the pride that has little Carmen Chacón awakened in me giving orders to the army. Or about the sorry spectacle of the mayor of my town this morning, when he refused to part with a group of children who picked up an award for that photographers could immortalize shouting "This is my home" and "If I say I'm in the picture, I go." I do not know if the words are verbatim. The message certainly yes. But on April 14. And I do not want to finish the day remembering this. I prefer close eye on the future. A future in which the cry A THIRD FOR is an echo of the past. Going for us.
Every Sunday Balaídos I despair at the amount of insults you hear in the stands. It seems that many of these people go to Balaídos to vent their frustrations. The worrying thing for me is that few viewers are surprised (usually women) of the atrocities that are heard. That is, it has already taken as something normal for a big greasy as unfortunately I have behind (just to Jabba The Hut from Star Wars ) will spend 90 minutes throwing screaming like "I shit in your fucking mother fucker of shit. " But today, reading The Country , I felt relieved: 'm not the only one who does not understand this custom futbolero national insult. The report is entitled "The insult is also violence." Quite right. But if every time some other insulting Jabba reprobásemos him, even if his eyes, probably eradicate these behaviors. One thing is to shout, with the heater on one play, and spend another 90 minutes insulting. 
No, certainly not this a better world. Because there are governments who agree to assassinate baby seals with clubs. While Canada allow such barbarism, we should not eat or buy anything from that country, and are asking for environmental organizations. There is no overpopulation of seals, the melting of the poles is lethal to the pups of this species, which are drowned shortly after birth. And, even if that population control was strictly necessary, kill them and why, with such fury?
I need time. In the past two months I tried to keep up, but although it could continue to write every day, what I like about the blogosphere, the exchange between blogueiros, read others, comment, follow the lives of others ... I find it all too complicated for now. So I come here, although less. And I will visit, although less.
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1. I know I'm a weirdo. During the Olympics I swallow every-few-broadcasts of swimming. Along with Wilde starred in a glorious moment in the past, calling for 2 to ask for explanations of why not issued a schedule announced in the final. To our surprise, put it, but deferred. When it reaches the European Championship I resign myself to read in the newspapers the results. Even yesterday, when Spain won three medals (gold and bronze floor) the television news opened again with the Cup match between Valencia and Barcelona. Only 2 of Lorenzo La Mila dedicated the cover of Sports the English feat. Yes, feat. Because Spain is a powerhouse in swimming. Horrors cost us to get medals. And now appears Mireia Belmonte, gold in 200 back, and we have Villaecija and Zivaneskaya ... what a coincidence, all women. Could that be why so little of interest?
2. Formula I (probably televise more boring than swimming, at least until there are some overtaking) is the opposite of swimming. Has gone from being the poor relation of the Sunday morning to occupy the prime time sports. This morning leave Alonso seventh, after punishment Hamilton and Kovalainen. I wonder if the golden boy Hamilton will be able to overcome.
3. I'm sick of reading reviews from journalists who separate the subject and the verb to eat, one of the most widespread mistakes and most horrific of all. Yesterday in Public , the journalist who wrote the chronicle of the Valencia-Barcelona and the Europeans did swim constantly. God, is that they have proofreaders? God, how can a person who commits such an aberration approve Journalism?
4. Landmark ruling: have convicted a mother to educate your child ill, extremely aggressive.
5. I know many hate them, and many specifically to it, what we're going to cheat. But Angelina Jolie me mola me. And although she and Brad Pitt are vomiting beautiful, perfect, caring, successful, padrazos ... it still seems absurd to criticize a couple has donated $ 8 million solidarity works.
Yesterday, in a fast zaping my hunter telebasura I discovered a program led by former boy Sarda, Cardenas, where kits are issued to other chains and reports themselves supposedly humorous. Where I had the misfortune to catch an infamous reporter toured the Madrid Boat Show by impossible questions to the speakers. One is made to an older man, and I do not remember verbatim dialogue try to reproduce as accurately as possible.
- Journalist: What is more expensive, keep a boat or a woman?
- Speaker: With the boat make an investment, with the woman you spend a lifetime spent.
Enough, please. Enough. I do not know how to deliver such a thing. There are men who think this way (and, worse still, women who generate) is a of the causes of this bubble that perpetuates sexism appalling mistreatment of women. Does not consent to such comments. As if it were not enough scenes marriage, now Localia jumps on the chariot of absurdity.
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The two brothers enjoying their sailboat, Cassandra's Dream Someone told me Cassandra's Dream was a film minor Woody Allen. Maybe so, but, as I did with Scoop, another of his recent work derided, I disagree. Maybe it I'm not objective with Allen. I could not name a single film of his that I have not liked. Clearly this Cassandra's Dream can not be compared to the perfect Match Point, but I thought in some ways a continuation of it. Here, the blame is shared, so karamazoniano between two brothers. If Match Point Dovstoievsky weight was remarkable, here is almost oppressive. Ewan McGregor's character is fascinating. But Colin Farrell, an actor who had never bet too much away her brother role defeated by guilt. It is as if we were in front at Raskolnikov. With the delirious madness that accompanies it throughout Crime and Punishment .
Terribles criticism, much more ferocious than those of Woody Allen, Jaume Balagueró broke with REC. And it turns out that I thought it was a fascinating experiment. Okay, we are saturated with contagious zombies (I Am Legend, 28 Weeks Later ...), but who can say that has not been Balagueró original visual approach? Who can deny Balagueró a macabre sense of humor, unusual in our movies?
Of Atonement I only liked one thing, the green dress that looks like the scrawny Nightly at the family dinner. I can not understand how this film has won awards in Europe and succeeded in being nominated for best picture at the Oscars. It is slow, mediocre, precious nauseam, and uses the flashback not as a clarification, but retarder. Clearly bored with what I found the novel not know what to expect from his film version ...
shoot far cinephile today. Good morning and good luck.
few days ago I told one of my misadventures at the wheel in this chaotic city that is Vigo and I appealed against the second row. Many told me, using public transport. That day I just explain that it is impossible for me since my house does not exist, and even there, it would take about two hours on a journey that takes twenty minutes. But I forgot to mention that the second row we are not only annoying to drivers, but especially public transport. In Vigo, and I imagine that in other similar cities, people are rampant, parking at bus stops, loading and unloading, double and triple row .... and this makes a provincial town of just over 300,000 in a terrible rush hour funnel.
This morning a 15 year old was hit in Galicia by a car. Just died, but this link not yet been updated. The school bus he was riding had to stop at second row, the boy dropped his bike and crossing, a car that was overtaking the bus hit him.
guess the guy who took the bus plaza nothing will happen. But I hope that never sleep easy, at least. Because even if the culprit is the driver of tourism, was the incivility of the driver who triggered the accident. Remember this the next time you are going to stop at second, third, fourth row. Or the bus stop.
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1. When two are really friends, but seven years without being carried, after a couple of minutes everything starts to look familiar, as if they had seen last month. It is one of the most wonderful feeling in the world. I could live this weekend.
2. I know some readers of this blog what bothers them I say. But Madrid is the only major city in Spain. Nobody alone the question of where you come from, where you are or where you go. Unfortunately, enjoys a growing shift to the right than me uneasy.
3. Yesterday I was thrilled listening to the daughter of the last man killed by ETA. His integrity is our best weapon against the barbarity of a group of gunmen who can not even mount a decent device to kill and must find a man who leaves home only to break into the campaign. Unfortunately, it seems that the cry of that child torn and made woman, vote!, Have not heard it all: the participation is still lower than it 4 years.
4. Today for the first time ever in San Mames has held a minute of silence for victim of ETA. In fact has not been saved, the 8 seconds it burst radicals. I'll never stop wondering why they let that rabble to the soccer fields.
5. The Celtic lost yesterday. The rise is screwed. As usual, the sportswriters, that paragon of professionalism and expertise, and talk about his dismissal. What a shame that you can not so easily cease to players.
6. Today I exercised my right to vote useless. After hard discussions with myself, and when was about to cast blank ballots, everything has taken a twist. I voted to PACMA, Antitaurino Party and Against Animal Abuse. I felt wonderful. At least they do represent something that I firmly believe, something I can not say of any other party of the now contesting the elections. Alea est boasts.
saturaros with tickets did not want animals. Although Vigo Pets has been a success (today we have the first adoption of a beautiful dog named Kira) and Mary Martha and I have even gone on television (thanks, guys Localia! ) lately I've done so many entries of animals would prefer not to write this. But I must. For some time now Israel , a good friend of Martha, sent us an email telling us that an artist had left starve a dog across the pond. He rewarded. It was in a biennial in Honduras. I sometimes try to be politically correct. Few, certainly, but sometimes I try. But today I refuse to be. For someone who does such a thing, someone who thinks it is art, is extremely ill. Or perhaps you're not sick, maybe it's just a CABRON letters and accents, which would have a lot more art tying and letting himself die of hunger. That would have been POETRY.
Today a guy tried to kill himself in Vigo. He lay in bed, closed everything and opened the gas. My question can you be cruel, lacking in sensitivity and other epithets. But if you wanted to kill himself, was necessary to cause an explosion that could have hurt its neighbors? With all due respect to the suicide, was so complicated to find a method that destroys the story attachments?
On Friday, my car passed its first serious review. His proud owner I left the workshop at 13.30 hours, smiling and proud of the feat of the toddler. Man, 13,000 kilometritos already and made a champion ... But the rapture road in a city like Vigo, is doomed not to last. In the heart of the city, registration PO 7852 4x4 BB PUTAMALDITAPUÑETERA second row parked in the street collapsed Camelias. Bells and whistles, type in your car as pancho, as if the objection was not because it was crippling in rush hour traffic lane and left only one twist free. Behind my beautiful car, a silver 206. Suddenly, CATACROC. My little boy has his first hit. Deflower, nervous, she explains that the 4x4 was a rare move and the car from behind too, that prompted him to move the steering wheel, scratching my precious and impuluto far red skirt. By the way, the culprit girigay the car PUTOMALDITOPUÑETERO second row, on the run. Desperate pity for him that was able to score before enrollment. Because if someone has to pay the settlement, he can.
And pity not to have taken that day, my small little camera to photograph the mamonazo the 4x4 and hang your picture on this interesting web parked, where hundreds of sick people, like me, the PUTAMALDITAPUÑETERA second row, you can express ... but not useless.
Readers of this blog, by God, against the second row! The lack of civility and respect for others is one of the signs identifying the countries of tambourine.
