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

Check More Pictures Here!!

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.