Wednesday, 30 March 2011

El amor en los tiempos del cólera

Y aquí estoy de nuevo, tecleando en mi cama, pero esta vez lo hago en castellano. Por casualidad, leí el título del libro y entré en un mundo de español, me olvidé completamente de lo que había en mi mente inglesa, y empecé a inventar nuevos sentidos en castellano.

Y ahora, pongo el nuevo título de Burial, que suena fea en mi computadora. Antes lo escuchaba con mi cádena de puta madre y sonaba magistral. Dirty Mackin Boys & Goldie Gold - Dirty Mackin suena bien en la computadora, pues lo escucho.

Thursday, 16 December 2010

Rational reactions

They looked at me as if I was mad when I told them about my irrational fear of small islands. But I'd already told them to expect something irrational, which surely meant that I was sane enough myself to appreciate the insanity. So why were they looking at me like I was mad? Wasn't that an irrational response? Or was it rational?

Incoming Call

The world faded out: all of the sounds became muted and the lights dimmed slowly. The portal into another world came to life. Just like that, I found myself transported.

Friday, 8 October 2010

the need for fabric

Pip is cool, but it can't cover everything. So I use Fabric in as the master controller. They work well together!

Not so valid.

"28 Errors, 51 warning(s)" for a Microsoft Expression page. Par. And they want you to install Silverlight too.

It's really not that difficult to write valid markup.

Saturday, 2 October 2010

Toe tally mull oshed

Toe tally mull oshed is how I feel after the whiskey and the weed, or the whisky and the weed, the text message comes and I lose all sense of reality as I respond. Whiskey - Irish, Whisky = Scottish.

Sunday, 12 September 2010

The text scrambler

Fork year mime, I seed! oh boy did it go down a tract! and then i treaded the text scrambler and wasted another set of words. Jumble Jumble Jumble. Fork year mime! What a wonderful transition...