31 Mar 2010
When I saw this I freaked out.
This is not a picture of mine, and Sharon sorry but I had to post it.
Well a friend from Spain sent me today this photo of a dog...that is fucking the same as Funky, dudes and dudettes, we are talking about a freaking clone!!!
I am amazed and emotional. And Funky too.
His name? Nerone.
30 Mar 2010
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28 Mar 2010
I can hardly remember the last time I went out for breakfast on my own. It was nice, but cold, and at the end my roomie passed by, so even though I had breakfast on my own, at the end I had some company at least for a few minutes.
I think the experience is somehow meditative, or insightful, selfthinking, good exercise try it one day.
26 Mar 2010
How deep, is deep enough? Would you think that alice when falling through the hole for an immeasurably amount of time she was stopped by the no cheat, reality of getting to the bottom of the hole? or she decided that it was enough? Human beings are really interesting, cause really when your downhill you're facing down, and keeping in the same trail will not only speed you up, but it will as well gradually decreasing your chances to stop and it will obviously take you to the bottom. So why is it that we like going through that trail? Let's face we all been in a situation that we know is dangerous, and that we know how it ends, but loads of times we cheat ourselves thinking that we can quit at anytime like smoking! or alcohol! or many things.
picture, not beacuse I didn't took it, not because I didn't care, not because I forgot, it will stay blank just to remember that last day was a hard day, when I found out about of something difficult to digest, something that as common as it is, you would like to think your family is spared of.
And anyway it will be harder for others.
I hope that today is deep enough for one of my loved ones.
25 Mar 2010
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23 Mar 2010
by Anthony Kiedis
The Red Hot Chili Peppers's frontman autobiography.
Unlike many of you may think, it is stunningly written.
All about drugs. Lots of drugs.
All about sex. Lots of sex.
All about funk. Lots of funk.
Get out there and get it, you won´t regret it.
22 Mar 2010
21 Mar 2010
Some times, you don't need to force yourself on to making things happen, you just have to flow, and let yourself be who you are, and life can surprise you, or give you little wink, just to let you know that you're heading the right direction.
20 Mar 2010
It can actually be a good thing, as most mechanics I met in my life, are such a characters, loads of stories to tell, loads of wisedom, and many times you even feel like they know more about you than yourself. Shit I just notice that I forgot to ask his name.
19 Mar 2010
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15 Mar 2010
Strange ways has life, as well as strange ways have this journey through picture making, specially when you have two people on the same journey, different stages-nationalities-point of view-age-cameras and many others as well as things in common, anyways what I'm trying to say is that some times we submit the same theme, or a picture really similar to the other, and some other days totally opposed themes like today.
14 Mar 2010
One of the nice things of this aprtment, is the rooftop, with it's small chambers, and the sunset up here. we should throw a party up here. Everyones welcome. (I don't what the neighbors would think about this, anyway as far as I know they're not regular to the blog.
12 Mar 2010
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6 Mar 2010
Real de Catorce.
I love this town. Too!
Walking through the old town, a Family thing, through people making a living from anything they have got on hand, through hippies who decided this is the place they want to live their life in.
Through lovely kids running all along the dusty roads, ready to give you a smile at every occasion.
Oh damn, I love this town and this trip.
Trying to convince my Mum and Dad about the peyote being a very special thing everybody should try at least once in their life.
They dont seem very convinced so far, but i can push things up if I have to.
I am, honestly, tempted, to just run down to the desert and wait for the abuelito to find me.
I have got tequila at least, to keep me warm through the night.