SC5 FLIGHT IN SYDNEY AIRPORT, DEC 24, 2359 PM

Even to Sydney, from the North Pole, this guy (SC5) came to the airport to work with me on xmas eve.

CINEMA PARADISO

Sicilia, Italy, WWII era
Three different times, I dont know if its the part when Toto is a kid and since the very begining of his life, He fucking knew what was gonna be all about, or maybe the part when Hes 16, his name is Salvatore and Elena was on his films, I dont know if anybody waits a whole year nite by nite, finally the whole thing as an old man, doing the best in his life by killing the always looked for. Again the chaos theory, fucking Alfredo!!! and the last part, in the cinema, the soundtracks and the pictures above, throat lump.

SCENT OF A WOMAN

Al Pacino:
Women !
What can you say ?
Who made 'em ?
God must have been a fuckin' genius.
The hair
They say the hair is everything, you know.
Have you ever buried your nose in a mountain of curls...
and just wanted to go to sleep forever ?
Or lips
and when they touched, yours were like...
that first swallow of wine...
after you just crossed the desert.
Tits ! Whoo-ah !!
Big ones, little ones,
nipples staring right out at ya...
like secret searchlights.
Mmm.
And legs
I don't care if they're Greek columns...
or secondhand Steinways.
What's between 'em,
passport to heaven.
I need a drink.
Yes, Mr. Simms,
there's only two syllables
in this whole wide world worth hearing:
pussy.
Hah !
Are you listening to me, son ?
I'm givin' you pearls here.
I guess you really like women.
Oh, above all things !
A very, very distant second...
is a Ferrari.
Charlie ?
Give me your hand.
This is just the start of your education, son.
Whoo-ah !

CLOSER

Anna's
ANNA: Why are you dressed?
LARRY: Because I think you might be about to leave me, and I didn't want to be wearing a dressing gown.
LARRY: I slept with someone in New York. A whore. I'm sorry.
ANNA: Why did you tell me?
LARRY: I couldn't lie to you.
ANNA: Why not?
LARRY: Because I love you.
ANNA: It's fine.
LARRY: Really? Why?
He's confused.
LARRY: Something's wrong. Tell me.
LARRY: Are you leaving me?
Anna nods.
LARRY: Because of this? Why?
ANNA: Dan.
LARRY: Cupid? He's our joke.
ANNA: I love him.
LARRY: You're seeing him now?
Anna nods.
LARRY: Since when?
ANNA: Since my opening last year.
Covering her mouth...
ANNA: I'm disgusting.
LARRY: You're phenomenal. You're so clever. Why did you marry me?
ANNA: I stopped seeing him. I wanted us to work.
LARRY: Why did you tell me you wanted children?
ANNA: Because I did.
LARRY: And now you want children with him?
ANNA: Yes... I don't know.
LARRY: But... we're happy. Aren't we.
She glares at him.
LARRY: You're going to go and live with him?
ANNA: You stay here if you want.
LARRY: Oh, look. I don't give a fuck about the spoils. You know, you did this to me the day we met. You let me hang myself for your amusement. Why didn't you just tell me the moment I walked through the door?
ANNA: I was scared.
LARRY: You're a coward, you spoiled bitch.
LARRY: Are you dressed 'cause you thought I might hit you?
LARRY: What do you think I am?
ANNA: I've been hit before.
LARRY: Not by me!
LARRY: Is he a good fuck?
ANNA: Don't do this.
LARRY: Just answer the question. Is he good?
ANNA: Yes.
LARRY: Better than me?
ANNA: Different.
LARRY: Better?
ANNA: Gentler.
LARRY: What does that mean?
ANNA: You know what it means.
LARRY: Tell me.
ANNA: No.
LARRY: I treat you like a whore.
ANNA: Sometimes.
LARRY: Why would that be?
ANNA: I'm sorry you're a...
LARRY: Don't say it. Don't you fucking say "You're too good for me." I am, but don't say it. You're making the mistake of your life. You're leaving me because you believe that you don't deserve happiness, but you do, Anna.
LARRY: Did you have a bath because you had sex with him? So you wouldn't smell of him. So you'd feel less guilty?
LARRY: How do you feel?
ANNA: Guilty.
LARRY: Did you ever love me?
ANNA: Yes.
He starts crying. She embraces him.
---
Cut to Dan's. He walks back into his apartment, alone and miserable, and shuts the door.
---
Cut back to Anna's...
LARRY: Did you do it here?
ANNA: No.
LARRY: Why not?
ANNA: Do you wish we did?
LARRY: Just tell me the truth.
ANNA: Yes, we did it here.
LARRY: Where?
Anna points.
ANNA: There.
LARRY: On this. We had our first fuck on this. Did you think of me?
LARRY: When? When did you do it here?
LARRY: Answer the question!
ANNA: This evening.
LARRY: Did you cum?
ANNA: Why are you doing this?
LARRY: 'cause I want to know.
ANNA: First he went down on me, and then we fucked.
LARRY: Who was where?
ANNA: I was on top, then he fucked me from behind.
LARRY: And that's when you came the second time.
ANNA: Why is the sex so important?
LARRY: Because I'm a fucking caveman!
LARRY: Did you touch yourself while he fucked you?
ANNA: Yes.
LARRY: You wank for him.
ANNA: Sometimes.
LARRY: And he does.
ANNA: We do everything that people who have sex do!
LARRY: You enjoy sucking him off.
ANNA: Yes!
LARRY: You like his cock.
ANNA: I love his cock!
LARRY: You like him cumming in your face.
ANNA: Yes!
LARRY: What does it taste like?
ANNA: It tastes like you but sweeter!
LARRY: That's the spirit. Thank you. Thank you for your honesty. Now fuck off and die, you fucked up slag.

CLUB TO KILL - CLUB PARA MATAR

Theres this people I would like to disappear from world, here is the list:
Estoy armando el club para matar, aqui hay una lista de personajes para comenzar:

David Hasselhoff (Mitch Buchanan)
Harry Potter
Luis Miguel

Please submit any person you wanna add in this list
Quiere alguien en la lista, solo mandame el nombre y ahi estará

CUANDO QUIERO LLORAR NO LLORO

Entre el 8 de noviembre de 1968 y el mismo día de 1982, fechas de nacimiento y muerte de tres muchachos por mera coincidencia llamados Victorino y cuyas proezas vitales -testimonios de la violencia juvenil imperante- terminan por entrecruzarse en el cementerio. Cada uno de los Victorino representa una mirada sobre cierta porción de la sociedad. El primero de ellos -Victorino Umaña- es un burgués, patotero del norte capitalino y rebelde sin causa cuyo conflicto existencial parece diluirse en efímeros sinsabores que terminan por conducirlo al sueño eterno entre la carrocería de su lujoso automóvil y sus negocios con la mafia. El otro Victorino -apellidado Perdomo- pertenece a una clase media que aún cree en las luchas colectivas y se enfila en la guerrilla urbana, submundo que lo arroja a la muerte entre los balazos de un asalto a un banco. Finalmente, Victorino Moya es el hijo del proletario, sicario asomado sin caretas al hampa y fulminado por la policía en medio de un atraco de vulgar aliento citadino y arreglo para asesinar. Las madres de los tres muchachos se tropiezan enlutadas y parsimoniosas en el campo santo sin saberse víctimas de una misma congoja.

INTERESTING WORDS - PALABRAS INTERESANTES

Dystopia, distopia - opposite of utopia, antonimo de utopia.

Apodyopsis, apodiopsis - act of mentally undressing someone, acto de desnudar a alguien mentalmente.

Lethonomia, letonomia - the inability to recall the names of people, la inhabilidad de recordar nombres de personas.

Dysania, disania - the state of finding it hard to get out of bed, el estado de encontrar dificil salir de la cama.

Tarantism, tarantismo - overwhelming urge to banish one's melancholy by dancing, urgencia abrumadora de deschacerse de la melancolia mediante el baile.

Farctate, farctato - full (as from eating) to the point of bursting; completely satiated, lleno de comer al punto de sentir que se va a explotar, completamente saciado.

Onychophagist, onycofago - person who bites his fingernails, persona que se come las uñas.

I CAN'T TAKE MY EYES OFF YOU

And so it is
Just like you said it would be
Life goes easy on me
Most of the time
And so it is
The shorter story
No love, no glory
No hero in her sky

I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...

And so it is
Just like you said it should be
We'll both forget the breeze
Most of the time
And so it is
The colder water
The blower's daughter
The pupil in denial

I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...

Did I say that I loathe you?
Did I say that I want to
Leave it all behind?

I can't take my mind off of you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind...
My mind...my mind...
'Til I find somebody new

OPERATOR, I NEED TO SPEAK TO GOD

Bartolomeo di Fruosino (attrib.), I diavoli tormentano Ciampolo di Navarra. Miniatura fiorentina della Divina Commedia, ca 1420, ms Ital. 74 Parigi, Biblioteca nazionale.

BLUE MOUNTAINS

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I am supossed to be working, but anyway, here I am enjoying my time in Australia!!

LA COMPRITA

Una pareja de mexicanos gays que pasaron por aca, nos vendieron su TV en 200 dolares, esta casi nuevo y ya reemplazamos la viejera que teniamos!!!

XMAS TREE

I know it still needs more decoration, but at least the unit doesnt look so dead these days.

RABBIT TEETH

Last night I was four years old, and I was in Kinder, waiting for the class to begin, the tables were emerald colour and you can open them and stockpile your bag and your books there while school lasts.
Stella was my teacher, she was huge and fat, wore black pants and a red sweater, neither in the front nor the back we were sitting together, Kelly, four as well, gorgeous, particularly her teeth, those two teeth big and coming out, made her what she was, first woman I was attracted in my life so far.
Her father used to pick her up, every day, punctually, at 1 pm, while I was waiting for my auntie to come a take me home, it was a spectacular routine watching her going on her father’s motorcycle everyday.

GERALDINE Y ANGIE

DIVINAS

BOGOTA, COLOMBIA - CHRISTMAS

Plaza de Bolivar, December, 2005

VINO

No solo de pan vive el hombre, de vez en cuando es necesario un vino.

COOGEE BEACH

LI TING IN KINGS CROSS

Italian restaurant, jasmine tea, tie tie (two fingers hits in the table) and a nice walk

LLEGO DICIEMBRE CON SU ALEGRIA

Incialmente me encontre con Bibiana, y despues Fernando y Julia, aqui se celebraba con un gigantesco arbol de navidad en Martin Place el inicio de la navidad.

ME GUSTAS CUANDO CALLAS

Me gustas cuando callas porque estas como ausente y me oyes desde lejos, y mi voz no te toca. Parece que los ojos se te hubieran volado y parece que un beso te cerrara la boca.

Como todas las cosas estan llenas de mi alma emerges de las cosas llenas del alma mia. Mariposa de ensueño, te pareces a mi alma y te pareces a la palabra melancolia.

Me gustas cuando callas, y estas como distante y estas como quejandote, mariposa en arrullo Y me oyes desde lejos y mi voz no te alcanza: dejame que me calle en el silencio tuyo.

Dejame que te hable tambien con tu silencio claro como una lampara, simple como un anillo. Eres como la noche callada y constelada. Tu silencio es de estrella, tan lejano y sencillo.

Me gustas cuando callas porque estas como ausente, distante y dolorosa como si hubieras muerto. Una palabra entonces, una sonrisa bastan. Y estoy alegre, de que no sea cierto.

Loco Neruda

NEW ROOMMATE

This is Mister NO Frills

27 PUNTOS SUSPENSIVOS

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FINALS

COFFEE - INTERNATIONAL BUSINESS STRATEGY
WINE - INTERNATIONAL MARKETING
TEA - ELECTRONIC COMMERCE
ILOGICAL CONVERSATIONS - INTERNATIONAL TRADE

FIRE ALARM

I thought notes were going to be burned, along with all of the suckers I had as professors this semester!!! I am not that lucky!!!

DEFINICIONES COLOMBIANAS

Chicarrón: Trabajo duro, desagradable, que generalmente le endosan a alguien porque un superior o favorito del superior no lo quiso hacer. Por extensión, un problema difícil de resolver.

Ruso: Obrero de la Construcción.

Al piso. A toda velocidad.

Gusanear. Acechar a la novia de un amigo.

Me regala. Véndame.

Zaperoco. Embrollo.

Uva. Excelente.

Subido. Creído

Rebote. Náuseas.

SIMPLY GERALDINE II

UN CRIMEN

Este Mercedez-Benz para lo que no pueden apreciar claramente tiene 3 PUERTAS, es un horror!!! cosa tan inmunda!!!

BAJO MI

Seis pasado el meridiano, mis plantas sintieron diferente, en solo minutos, era una lluvia, ese dia habia escuchado como coincidiamos en comportamientos a lo largo de la semana, estaba ahi, como esta ahora aca.

CANSADO

Hace unos dias pensando en su nombre lo senti lejano, no lo encontre significar lo mismo que siempre ha sido, hoy la extraño, asi sea ese extraño del que usted habla que no le dice lo que quiere oir, pero que usted sabe que es verdad, no puedo hacer nada contra el nudo en la garganta pues aunque no tiene nada que ver con usted no evita tener que cruzarmela en la esquina 16 de mi cerebro, si ese cerebro al que arroje acido sulfurico. Hoy pense que todo habia sido un error mio, pero tambien me acuerdo que no pudo ser peor lo que hiciste.

INDECENT

1: not in keeping with accepted standards of what is right or proper in polite society; "was buried with indecent haste"; "indecorous behavior"; "language unbecoming to a lady"; "unseemly to use profanity"; "moved to curb their untoward ribaldry"

[syn: indecorous, unbecoming, uncomely, unseemly, untoward]

2: offensive to good taste especially in sexual matters; "an earthy but not indecent story"; "an indecent gesture"

3: offending against sexual mores in conduct or appearance; "a bathing considered indecent by local standards"

PARTY AT MY PLACE

In the middle of the semester, Monica came up with the idea about a party with latin american music, celebrating our new place, the decoration was done by PJ and Monica.


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WHERE ADAM AND EVA WERE FROM?

A German, a French, an English and a COLOMBIAN were commenting about a painting where Adam and Eva were in paradise.

The German says: "look the perfection of the bodies, she is gorgeous and tall, his body is athletic, the muscles...they must be from Germany".

Inmediatly the French reacted saying: "I dont think so, its clear the erotism coming from them...she is so feminine, he is so masculine, they know temptation is close...they must be from France".

Moving his head really quick the English comments: Come on!, look the serenity on their faces, the sobriety of their gestures, their gentleness, they only can be from England".

After several seconds of looking at the painting the COLOMBIAN says:

I disagree, look closely, they do not have clothes, they do not have shoes, they do not even have a house, they just have a fucking apple to eat, they do not complaint about it and besides these stupid think they are in paradise, these poor bastards can only be Colombians!!!!

LOS MIL Y UN USOS DEL PERIODICO

Usos domésticos:

Madurar aguacates
Recoger la basura
Brillar los vidrios
Envolver el pesebre
Alinear las patas de la mesa coja
Empacar la vajilla en el trasteo
Tapizar la jaula del pájaro
Recoger las heces del perro
Cubrir los muebles y el piso antes de pintar
Evitar que se meta el agua debajo de la puerta
De tapete en las puertas de las fincas
De protector en el piso del garage si el carro bota aceite
Matar moscas y demás insectos rastreros
En una crisis ....como papel higiénico

Usos educativos:

Castigar al perro en el hocico cuando se orina en la casa
Recortar letras y fotos para las tareas de los niños
Construir cometas y globos
Elaborar títeres
Hacer barcos de papel

Usos comerciales

Ensanchar zapatos
Rellenar los bolsos para que conserven su forma
Envolver la carne
Empacar clavos en la ferretería
Hacer un sombrero de pintor
Enmascarar los carros en la latonería
Dar trabajo a voceadores y periodistas
Envolver flores
Empacar voladores y papeletas
Envolver panela
Cortar moldes de modistería
Hacer rulos
Envolver cuadros en las marqueterías

Usos festivos:

Para prender los asados
Rellenar el muñeco de año viejo
Prender el marrano de navidad
Rellenar los regalos del amigo secreto
Fabricar el embudo de mago que desaparece el agua
Para papel picado en el estadio

Otros usos:

Para que los extorsionistas usen sus letras en las cartas
Como cojín en el parque
Hacer bolitas y pegarles a los compañeros de clase
Como paraguas para que el aguacero no dañe el peinado
De alternativa a papeles más púdicos
Para hacer moldes y estampar las camisetas del equipo del barrio
Para usar como "ventosa" para sacar los vientos del cuerpo
Forrar cuadernos
Con huecos a la altura de los ojos para esconder a los espías
Para que "los malos" escondan el revolver en las películas.
Como vaina para guardar el machete
Para subir el ego de políticos, deportistas y lagartos

AH.......Y PARA ENTERARSE DE LAS NOTICIAS !!!!!!!!

COLOMBIA - CHILE

Empatamos y no creo que vaya a ver el partido de repechaje aqui en Sydney, que "·$%&/!!! ya me estaba haciendo iluciones, bueno al menos me ahorrro los 50 dolaritos de la entrada.

MY NEW HOUSE IN SYDNEY

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ROTSEN

Las ecuaciones de la vida plantean incognitas complejas que sólo se pueden resolver llevando el sistema al absurdo. para dónde ir? la vida es lo que venga pero a veces podemos decidir un poco. Estoy en una encrucijada.
Mi corazón como en el poema anda mal. hay razones del corazón que la razón no entiende. No te habías fijado que corazón y razón se escriben casi igual: que el corazón viene siendo una razón compartida por aquello del "co" que es un prefijo de cooperación, de acción conjunta.

Te extraño para que hablemos del cosmos, de la relatividad, del caos, los fractales y de nosotros.

A PLACE NOWHERE

I was going to pick up an angel, just came across this place, it is been always there but I never saw it this way.
Sorry for the resolution, picture taken with my mobile

"FIESTA" LATIN AMERICAN MUSIC FESTIVAL AT DARLING HARBOUR

Had colombian empanadas an "jugo hit - lulo flavour", there was tango, salsa, rumba, cha cha, cumbia, joropo, samba, and all that.
Sorry for the resolution, picture taken with my mobile

SQUEEZED ON THE TRAIN

I didn´t sleep this night at all, I had to work, and on the way there, someone got crashed and destroyed at 100 km/h, no idea how.
Sorry for the resolution, picture taken with my mobile

FEATHERDALE PARK

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GAMES OF WAR

These below are the major conflicts currently active in this world:

- Iraq war: Currently
USA and others against Iraq
we all know the story, weapons of massive destruction or petroleum?


- Afghan war: 2001 - currently, the Taliban and Osama bin Laden's Al-Qaida vs. The United States, United Kingdom, France, Canada, Australia, Denmark, Germany, Norway and the United National Islamic Front for the Salvation of Afghanistan ("Northern Alliance")
GRINGOS HIJUEPUTAS
Deaths: 83 americans, uncountable Afghanians
Check out movies such as "farenheit 9-11" and "Osama" to understand more about what is that part of the world...


- Afghanistan civil war: 1978 - currently
Afghanians against Afghanians
Not to mention, this country has been invaded by soviets before, hence, Osama war.


- Al-Aqsa Intifada (Israeli-Palestinian Conflict)
We know the story, I dont know how RELIGION has survived all this time.


- Algerian Civil War - Once again, power and religion
1992 - Currently


- Basque Separatist Conflict (ETA) 1958 - Currently
This one is again Spain, for a region in the north border with France, NOT TO MENTION they speak another language and are a different culture, 800 dead so far, Paris and Madrid involved.


- Burma (Myanmar) Civil War: 1948 - Currently
Ethnic differences, one of oldest conflicts


- Burundi Civil War - 1994 - Currently
Rwanda tutsi involved Congo in their war


- Colombia Civil War: 1964 - Currently
Marxist guerrillas combined today with narcotics cartels and lately money provided by USA to increase the war (FARC & ELN)
GRINGOS HIJUEPUTAS ONCE AGAIN ALSO HIJUEPUTAS GUERRILLEROS


- The Congolese War: the second african war, there are like 6 countries at least involved here, balck people attacking black people, becuase of religion and physical differences (NOT TO MENTION they are all black)
dead: COUNTLESS


- Chechnya (Russia): Second Chechen War


- Israel against Syria in Lebanon
Wars between countries in countries not their own
They all speak arabic, different religions
Another of the oldest conflicts


- Ivory Coast (Cote d’Ivorie) Civil War
West adrican countries, muslims and christians, same all, same all


- Kashmir Conflict: 1991 - Currently
Pakistanies agianst indians, nature of the conflict: territory


- Nepal Civil War: 1996 - Currently
Chinese helped here!!


- Northern Ireland Conflict: 1969 - Currently
Europe again, protestant majority against catholic minority, IRA, more than 2500 deaths.


- Philiphines Conflict: 1969 - Currently
religion agian, I heard last night, they have 600 different dialects, the pattern seems to be the same always, we are different and we cannot stand this.


- Rwandan Civil War: 1994 - Currently
It´s a massacre everything here, almost one million killed in 1994, once againa, they are all black but they think they are different (we are all humans)
Check a movie called "Hotel Rwanda"


- Sri Lankan Civil War: 1983 - Currently
Majority against minority


- Sudanese Civil War: 1983 - Currently
This is a war based largely on racial, religious and regional differences. The government is dominated by Muslim Arabs, while the south of the country is largely black Christian.


There are other conflicts which are minor, just becuase deaths are below the 100000 and by the way, some current conflicts (without solution), some other already finished.

Countries involved:

Papua New Guinea, Angola, Chad central, Bangladesh, Vietnam, India, Indonesia, West Papua, Iran, Japan, Korea, Iraq, Turkey, Namibia, Niger, Nigeria, Ethiopia, Russia, Somalia, Yemen, Mexico, Egypt, Fiji, Georgia, Haiti, South Africa, Peru, Madagascar
Sierra Leone.


NOTE: IM NOT MENTIONING WARS IN THE PAST, BECAUSE SINCE I REMEMBER OUR HISTORY IS ALWAYS ABOUT WARS, WE ARENATURAL BORN KILLERS


Worth mentioning:

Kosovo War
September 11, 2001 - World trade Center and Pentagon in USA

MANLY - SATURDAY AFTERNOON

Miss Do (Vietnam) and me, goingo to Manly, saturday afternoon

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CONCEPTION DAY - INSIDE

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Picture taken with my mobile, sorry for the resolution, this was the hip-hop environment, some people break-dancing, as you can see.

CONCEPTION DAY - OUTSIDE

picture taken with my mobile, sorry for the resolution, just a day, where everyone is inteded to get drunk and laid...

LA INSPIRACIÓN

Se trata de Kristiania, el Oslo actual, vista desde Ekeberg, en cuyo asilo siquiatrico estaba su hermana Laura, que sufria esquizofrenia, adeamas ahi al lado quedaba el matadero municipal, asi que inspirado en los gritos de los orates y animales mueriendo imagino esto...

AJIACO SANTAFEREÑO

2 chicken breasts
garlic and onion chicken stock
12 small yellow potatoes, cut in halves
2 ears of corn, cut in halves
8 medium potatoes, peeled and cut into 5 mm slices
1 bunch scallions
1 bunch cilantro
8 guascas
1 cups of heavy cream
2 capers, drained
2 avocados, peeled, pitted and thinly sliced salt
4 pieces of corn

The night before marinate the chicken breasts with garlic, onion and salt.

In a heavy 4-liter casserole, put the breasts, add water, cover and cook until the chicken is tender.

Transfer the chicken to a platter.

Remove the skin from the chicken and discard.

Cut the chicken breasts into strips.

Cook the yellow potatoes in the casserole with the chicken stock until they start to disintegrate.

Add more chicken stock to taste.

At this point the soup should be thick and fairly smooth.

Add the bunch of scallions, the bunch of cilantro, the sliced potatoes, the guascas, and the corn.

When cooked remove the bunch of cilantro and the bunch of scallions.

Serve the chicken on soup bowls and pour the soup into the bowls.

Pour the cream and the chopped capers on each bowl.

Float the sliced avocado on top.

Serves 4.

You definitively have to use guascas if you want to call your soup Ajiaco. It's not easy to get them out of Colombia, but they give this soup its characteristic flavor.

ENGLISH SLANG

Ain't nuttin' = nothing is going on
All over it = to be very interested or involved in something
As if = yeah, right; that’s not true
Bad = fault, responsibility (my bad)
Bang = to have sex
Bent = high, intoxicated, stoned (good song too)
Booty call (Butty call) = calling a friend just to have sex
Chill = to relax
Choke = panic (8 mile movie used frequently)
Cunt = a very good looking female (also really offensive)

GTG now, to be continued...

MAS PELUDO

MADE IN HEAVEN

1987 was created, 1993 was seen first time ever, old movie I waited until 1999 to see it again, only took me 6 years, a whole life I might say, that night I was 10 years old and was home alone, zapping channels when there was this perfect image of heaven, one never seen until then, ejoyed greatly watching this, jus I didnt catch the name or anything. This is just a romantic, occassionaly funny, drama about two souls who consumate their marriage literally in "Heaven". Mike Shea, in his first life dies as a young man performing a heroic rescue. Shortly after arriving in "Heaven" he meets a new soul, Annie Packert, who has never lived on Earth before. The drama centers around their separation soon after being wedded and the burning question is whether they will reunite on Earth before time runs out or whether they are fated to eternal soul-searching.

COSITAS DE MI TIERRA

hey ciertos productos que me imagino no se consiguen facilmente fuera de Colombia y extraño un jurgo a veces.

Colombiana
Kumis
Ponymalta
Chocolate (sol, corona, LNCH)
Chocolisto
Tamal tolimense
Arequipe alpina
Bon Bon Bum
Supercocos
Chocolatina jet
Chokis
Manimotos
Coffee delight
Frunas
Moritas
Nucita
Caramelos Noel
Achiras
Obleas
Bocadillo veleño
Brevas con arequipe
Manjar blanco
Panelitas
Arepas
Bueñuelos
Natilla
Panela
Papa criolla
Yuca
Platano
Chocorramo
Gaseosas Postobon (todas)
Ponque gala

AUSSIE VS AMERICAN

CV or resume?
flatmate or roommate?
biscuits or cookies?
bloody or damn?
cheers or thank you?
unit or apartment?
gearbox or transmission?
give way or yield?
acelerator or gas?
after or dessert?
arse or ass?
hire or rent?
holiday or vacation?
lift or elevator?
mate or buddy?
mobile or cell?
tea break or coffee break?
tomato sauce or ketchup?
PA or secretary?
trousers or pants?
petrol or gas?
pub or bar?
ring or call?
rubbish or trash?
toilet or restroom?
pram or baby carriage?
trolley or cart?

seems like at the end, we need to learn two languages insted of one.

ONLY GOD KNOWS WHY

I've been sittin' here
Tryin' to find myself
I get behind myself
I need to rewind myself
Lookin' for the payback
Listen for the playback
They say that every man bleeds just like me
And now I feel like number one
Yet I'm last in life
I watch my younger son
And it helps to pass the time
I take too many pills to help to ease the pain
I made a couple of dollar bills still I feel the same
Everybody knows my name
They say it way out loud
A lot of folks fuck me
It's hard to hang out in crowds
I guess that's the price you pay
To be some big shot like I am
Outskirt stands and one night stands
Still I can't find love

And when your walls come tumbling down
I will always be around
And when your walls come tumbling down
I will always be around

People don't know about the things I say and do
They don't understand about the shit that I've been through
It's been so long since I've been home
I've been gone, I've been gone for way too long
Maybe I forgot all things I miss
Oh somehow I know there's more to life than this
I said it too many times
And I still stand firm
You get what you put in
And people get what they deserve
Still I ain't seen mine
No I ain't seen mine
I've been giving just ain't been gettin'
I've been walking down that line
So I think I'll keep on walking
With my head held high
I'll keep moving on and only God knows why

GRANJAS DE SAN PABLO

Se llamaba Cecilia, y todas esas mañanas llenas de viento, la veía al salir y observaba como se bendecía a si misma, talvez esperaba que pudiera volver a su casa y ver a su mama, aquella señora tenia cara de águila, al menos tenia siete años y eso era lo que veía en ella, la cuadra transversal que cortaba la cuadra no estaba pavimentada, en las noches se sentaba en sus piernas, y en su Renault 4 conducía por media hora durante esa cuadra, lloraba por el viento, no sabia que no veía, había una anciana vendiendo mamoncillos, un día supo que se murió y empezó a comprar helados en otra ruta, los caminos eran magníficos, tomaba media hora subir todas esas escaleras, las cuáles tenían pintados mensajes de navidad de hacia tres años, ir a donde el señor Luis López de Mesa por ese camino de miedo, pero que no sentía en ese entonces, encontró un hombre destrozado en su frente por un hacha, todos los niños miraban, nada cambio, es solo otro muerto, los niños corren con una llanta de bicicleta y un pedazo de madera, la envidia lo abrazaba, el no podía hacer lo mismo, los viernes a las 430 eran momentos felices, sucios hasta las 8, tirados en el piso con caminos imaginarios llenos de ríos y montañas. Vuelve 15 años después y la policía lo detiene, fotografiar para asesinar presumen.

CHEERS DARLIN'

cheers darlin'
here's to you and your lover boy
cheers darlin'
i got years to wait around for you
cheers darlin'
i’ve got your wedding bells in my ear
cheers darlin'
you give me three cigarettes to smoke my tears away
and i die when you mention his name
and i lie i should have kissed you
when we were running in the rain
what am i darlin'?
a whisper in your ear?
a piece of your cake?
what am i darlin?
the boy you can fear?
or your biggest mistake?
cheers darlin'
here's to you and your lover man
cheers darlin'
i’ll just hang around and eat from a can
cheers darlin'
i got a ribbon of green on my guitar
cheers darlin'
i got a beauty queen
to sit not very far from me
i die when he comes around to take you home
i'm too shy I should have kissed you
when we were alone

RIO DE JANEIRO

Rio de Janeiro, a água é a tua bandeira, agita as suas cores, sopra e retine no vento, cidade, negra náiade, de claridade sem fim, de abrasadora sombra, de pedra com espuma é o teu tecido, o cadenciado balanço da tua rede marinha, o azul movimento
dos teus pés areentos, o aceso ramo dos teus olhos.

Rio, Rio de Janeiro, os gigantes salpicam a tua estátua com pontos de pimenta, deixaram na tua boca dorsos do mar, barbatanas perturbadoramente mornas, promontórios
da fertilidade, tetas da água, declives de granito, lábios de ouro, e entre as pedras quebradas o sol marinho iluminando rutilantes espumas.

Ó Beleza, ó cidadela de pele fosforescente, romã de carne azul, ó deusa tatuada em sucessivas ondas de ágata negra, da tua nua estátua um aroma de jasmim molhado se desprende, vem no suor, um ácido pegajoso de cafezais e de frutarias e pouco a pouco sob o teu diadema, entre a dupla maravilha dos teus seios, entre cúpula e cúpula da tua natureza aparece o dente da desgraça, a cancerosa cauda da miséria humana, nos montes leprosos o cacho inclemente das vidas, pirilampo terrível, esmeralda extraída
do sangue, o teu povo estende-se até aos confins da selva num rumor abafado, passos e surdas vozes, migrações de esfomeados, escuros pés com sangue, o teu povo, para lá dos rios, na densa amazônia, esquecido, no Norte de espinhos, esquecido, com sede nos planaltos, esquecido, nos portos mordido pela febre, esquecido, à porta da casa de onde o expulsaram, pedindo-te apenas um olhar, esquecido.

Loco Neruda

EL FAMOSISIMO ASADO

FLYER ASADO

PAILA, NO VAN A PASAR VENTAS II

TRABAJO FINAL DE GERENCIA DE VENTAS II

CARTAGENA DE INDIAS

Dancing really hard in Cartagena, say. When I wake
in the morning, a knife in my forehead, with low
Low eyes like clouds over tableland and the expression
Of a benevolent donkey, I check the dictionary.

It means a book instead of a flowerpot. What a surprise!
Offering tortilla espanola and refuge from sunshine,
The old lady owner of the local, a long black cigarette
tangled in her bony fingers. There are certain persons

Who understand -nada- she says. Ni nada. I think:
I've gone dancing in Cartagena. As a girl, bored
Durng Minnesota summers, I stuffed bags in other bags,
I filled things up. Monolingual, flat-chested, with no ideas

About the weather. I can't tell you how much
I've developed since then. She drums her fingers, while
Her cigarette smokes like a signal fire. The bar fills up
With those little puffs, signifying nothing, white noise

And white noise, a strange weather with no wind
Behind it. The beat of those fingers reminds me of --
Nada. Ni nada. I'm illiterate today. So pleased.
I've been dancing. I've really come a long way.

Reen

¿ACASO COLOMBIA SOLO HUELE A SANGRE?

A qué huele la sangre, ¡será que huele a lo mismo que huele el agua!, agua en la cabeza de la amante, agua en la cacerola de quien no cocinará esta noche, por estar entretenido con la muerte.

La sangre no huele cuando es limpia, el agua no huele cuando es limpia, en Colombia huele a sangre derramada y el agua de los ríos se ha vuelto picha, Colombia huele a palomas posadas en los techos de la guerra, Colombia huele a sexo reprimido, untado y barajado en tangos y rancheras, huele.

El agua huele a sexo y Colombia huele a sexo, basta con mirar y ver (¿observar?) los millones de condones que flotan en las aguas del pestilente del río Bogotá, para confirmar que la sangre huele a sexo, ya que por las aguas de los ríos en Colombia bajan miles de cadáveres por año, alimentando los gallinazos que navegan en sus aguas.

Colombia huele a arco iris, Colombia no huele a sopa, Colombia huele a guayaba y a mariposas amarillas, Colombia huele a gordas y gordos recién masacrados.

Colombia huele a Montoya y millones de dólares, Colombia huele al Pibe y a rizos amarillos tinturados, huele a chocolate pasado por el video-sexo de Shakira, Colombia no huele a gallina amarilla calentada con un foco. Colombia ya casi no huele a ruana.

Colombia olió a pino silvestre, a pachulí, a maíz, a cuca frondosa, Colombia ha empezado a oler a monóxido de carbono, a tóxicos, a humo malo y negro. Colombia tiene el aroma de la vida y tiene el aroma de la muerte, se ha perdido el olor de la fiesta, convertida en masacre permanente, Colombia huele a tumulto y religión, huela a zozobra, huele a miedo que asusta al propio olor de la metralla.

En la zona rosa huele a pulmón cocido, el congreso huele a pólvora y tinta seca, que en el transporte público se concentran los olores reprimidos y saltan a la vista los deseos de arribar al día siguiente, huele a motel y sábanas y sueños, y angustia no poder oler el sol que casi ya ni huele.

Colombia huele a espíritu callejero y libertario, huele a rumba y canto, huele a arte y carcajadas. Colombia huele a sociedad vespertina un poco rancia por las plumas del gallinero. Colombia huele a salsa, pueblo y muchedumbre. ¡Llegó el cólera! Colombia huele a río.

Colombia es una maravilla de olor. El olor colombiano puede exportarse en frascos de poesía.

Luis Fernando Vásquez L.
Ambientalista

DE POR DIOS...

ENGLAND, GERMANY AND COLOMBIA, BEHIND THE CAMERA, SWEDEN AND IRAN.
COMO TODOS LOS FINES DE SEMANA, BORRACHOS EN EL APARTAMENTO.
MAMASANTA, PECATA Y CHUPAMEDIAS.
DE PORQUE ELLA NUNCA LA DIJO QUE LO AMABA.
DE PORQUE 2000 DOMINGOS LE PARECIERON UN CHISTE.
DE PORQUE YA NO ENCUENTRO DIFERENCIA ENTRE HABLAR Y NO HABLAR.

BUSCO UNA VIUDA VACANTE

Busco una viuda vacante,
sin importarme su estado,
con un pisito amueblado,
y en el banco mucha guita,
y que pase la cuentita,
a nombre de un servidor,
por ahí con el nuevo amor,
entra a jugar a la guerra,
y se planta bajo tierra,
con el marido anterior.

Yo soy un hombre morocho,
con unos ojos verdosos,
cabello enredao, buen mozo,
recien tengo treinta y siete,
pa' el amor inteligente,
tambien para la mujer,
porque en cosas del querer,
yo se ofrecer la ternura,
y entregarme con dulzura,
para rendirme a sus pies.

Tengo salud para rato,
duermo diez horas por dias,
un bañito de agua fria,
y desayuno completo,
a las doce buen almuerzo,
y despues de descansar,
porque eso de trabajar,
con el estomago lleno,
me batieron que no es bueno,
y hasta me puedo enfermar.

Si alguien esta interesada,
y quiere formar el nido,
yo le brindo el apellido,
en una forma galante,
contestar "poste restante",
casilla noventa y dos,
a nombre de un soñador,
para casarse al instante,
con una viuda vacante,
que este huerfana de amor.

SINGING WITHOUT TROUBLE

I spun a web, it's tangled up with me,
And I lost my head,
The thought of all the stupid things I said,
O no what's this?
A spider web, and I'm caught in the middle,
I turned to run,
The thought of all the stupid things I've done,

O no I see,
A spider web and it's me in the middle,
So I twist and turn,
Here I am in love in a bubble,

Singing,

They spun a web for me.

DRONE, ROTTEN, REVOLTING AND VIPER

I dont know why I´m here.
Picture taken with my mobile, sorry for the resolution.

CANNONBALL

Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
Still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
Still a little hard to say what's going on

Still a little bit of your ghost your witness
Still a little BIT of your face I haven't kissed
You step a little closer EACH DAY
Still I can't SAY what's going on

Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to lie
Life taught me to die
So it's not hard to fall
When you float like a cannonball

Still a little bit of your song in my ear
Still a little bit of your words I long to hear
You step a little closer TO ME
So close that I can't see what's going on

Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to lie
Life taught me to die
So it's not hard to fall
When you float like a cannon

Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to cry
So come on courage!
Teach me to be shy
'Cause it's not hard to fall
And I don't WANNA scare her
It's not hard to fall
And I don't wanna lose
It's not hard to grow
When you know that you just don't know

THIS IS COLOMBIA

MORE PICTURES OF COLOMBIA HERE

PERRIATE HP

Before going to gold coast, leo and the punker. (waiting to get the pics from Sarah, Ali and Myriam).