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a clear morning

April 29, 2010

After the storm seemed brewing in recent times in Madrid today has dawned a clear day, the atmosphere more clear, the beautiful sky and clear (not to be confused with Di Stefano), no threatening clouds. They breathe fresh clean air, and I know that elsewhere in the Plateau same thing happens.

have been, it is true, strange weather events, like the air was electrified and full of sparks. To what lengths would this tension that has affected even the television signal, and in certain parts of the city at certain times, could not see the regional channel. Was distorted for a little over ninety minutes by a strange signal.

As a result, many locals were left without seeing a major sports broadcast. When they got up this morning and went to buy the newspaper to learn what had happened, it is nearly impossible, because the newspaper Sport , for example, had been used in stalls. In some bars they had on the bar and in its pages you could see some guys in white shirts seemed not just footballers hate their profession.

Finally, to what is going to be breathing easier. Spring has come to town and everything looks beautiful and carefree. In nearby villages there are also similar environment: call the people and a friend informs me that, with recent rains, the dam is overflowing. It seems that this year there will be no shortage of water, anyway, it would save, not spend it with sprinklers watering golf courses and stadiums. Water is a precious commodity and then complain if necessary.

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April 24, 2010 Yesterday I

as Raul Ariza, in the library underground, in the Malasaña. Presented in Madrid their Elephantiasis and prestige in the heat of blogger, there pululábamos many friends and supporters of diffuse Soul.

This of blogs is so newly minted that still many situations (fortunately) are not provided. One of these meetings are bloggers. Like most title his blog and sign your comments with a phrase or expression, for instance: "The man who whispers," Strips for the fakir "or" Pagadme bail "and is usual place, instead of a picture, an avatar, a picture, or symbol, then it is very difficult to be known and identified in the middle of a meeting. Over time, no doubt to establish the habit of attending these events to sign around his neck, or stickers on the jacket, or newspapers under his arm, to know who the blogger is exactly one next to it. But for now the matter is not so, and the presentation of Elephantiasis was plain.

What I knew about Raúl Ariza, for example, was the following: work as a lawyer, lives in Castellón, and as the author would be who was at the head of the act. This last, and the fact that her photo appears on the book jacket, was what helped me to recognize. But regarding the other bloggers that I knew would be here, the fact is he had no further details.

"Sorry," you're "Theseus in the labyrinth? I asked a passer-by.
"No, I am" prints from the past. "
"Oh, well, I do not know why I thought you were" Theseus in the labyrinth. "
"It's okay. Many people confuse us.

Eventually, slowly, ask questions, a large group of friends we were putting bloggers, identifying and, at times, giving us strong embrace. Not invest, I estimate, in this beyond the time and room. Hour and a half, tops. There we met Bethlehem, White , Pepa, Manuel , Elena , Augustine, and of course the star of the meeting, Raul , good people, we usually agree on the same space the blogosphere, literary cronies, that is with all the solemnity of expression.

A fascinating group to celebrate our collective meeting, and live an unforgettable moment, decided to go for a few beers together. We got into the first bar at the corner. This is what I always say: to live unforgettable moments, not need to go far.

On top of luck, was an Irish-style bar, so I like that type of premises.

There were a good time, very fun, friendly and intelligent company. An atmosphere of good feeling, of sympathy, mutual admiration. Really healthy people. We took a couple of pints and thought that, finishing second, came suddenly some devils in the room, we took some pictures by putting the horns, I particularly took my shirt and I do not know if others would make them another dirty tricks. Bah, nothing remarkable. The important thing is that last night I went home with great memories of wonderful people, the desire to return to agree in person, and the magic they can be found almost daily across the screen.

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April 21, 2010

In my parents, my in-laws, in people, in general, about seventy years, always watched in awe for the money. An admiration of expensive.

To my parents, my in-laws, my neighbors that age, entertainment and habits of the rich, by force, there was no discussion possible, had to be better than the amusements and habits of the poor. Although one would know the glory of the stew that was eating the crabs were, necessarily, to know you better, because it cost more money, but it happened a great time playing shuffleboard, golf - man, by God - had to be much more entertaining, because it was to people playing with dough, and even enjoy a walking in the mountains of the province, the landscape of the Riviera, where it went, had to be more beautiful.

My father, my in-laws, my neighbors around the seventies, still do not cross and get over their astonishment that they pay thousands of euros for a box to watch football, the sport of the masses ", dining to announce the King who comes in his new gastronomic specialties revolconas potatoes, and it has become fashionable among the wealthy people eco-tourism.

"Not out of my astonishment, they insist.

is assumed that the natural impulse of human society is moving towards better. So the theory goes, but I have none so clear. Because while we rid (if not entirely, yes a lot) of that idolization toward money in general today's society has replaced the cult of the dough by the cult figure. What exists today is a reverence for the number. Worship of the gross amount.

While one does not like the food you take, is necessarily good, because we consume millions of people around the world, even if one considers the book to read is very bad, the error must be if you doubt him, because he's already the twenty-fifth edition. Minority If you have fun, read books or go to concerts humble few listeners, it is undoubtedly rare, freak , perhaps a little moron, because good is in bookstores and concerts filled to overflowing. Undeniable sign that is good crowds attending.

How bad is going to be a writer or a singer who sold millions of copies throughout the world? Are you saying that those people do not like? Man, by God.

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"Harry Plotter", "genius or freak? Guardiola

By chance I discovered a Chilean company dedicated to the world of large-scale printing, ie those Printer giants called "plotters", whose name has left me for a few minutes transposed. I thought it was a brutal example of ingenuity, freak, originality ... and above all courage business.

have to square them to call your company "Harry Plotter" . You must be very confident that your product is good, and that people are going to take you seriously call your name. In short, must be very freaky.

For here I leave the link to the website: http://www.plot.cl/

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During these days I have read in several newspapers sports Guardiola, coach of FC Barcelona , taking the long bus ride that had to do to Milan, he set his players a fairly recent film, "Invictus."

In Brand, for example, reads:

Pep Guardiola took the long bus trip to Milan to motivate their children. Among other films, whose name has not transpired, the technical team left in the DVD 'Invictus', a film based on the life of South African leader Nelson Mandela against the backdrop of the victory of the selection of that country in the Rugby World Cup 1995 but has not yet come out on DVD in our country .

in El Mundo Deportivo:

Yes transcended, not by 'leakage' of drivers, the players were, among others, two movies, 'Invictus' and 'Inglourious Basterds'.

In Sport:

This will have to sweat against Inter will not be the first phase, but also brings its own troubles in the throes of the season the scudetto hanging by a thread. Saw 'Invictus' on the bus.

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Coaches 32 seats (normal is 62), Barca upholstery, chart table, wifi, fridge and vagabonds: Invictus saw the movie on Mandela and South Africa Rugby World Cup 95 based on the novel by John Carlin ... in smelling a pirate copy as there is no legal DVD in Spain .

I said ... Let them know the followers of Teddy Bautista! Here is a bonanza for further enhancing its black legend and widespread hatred that they have in this country.

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April 19, 2010

Today, after work, coming up the street Montalbán bus route. For the wide sidewalks going no more than me and a little later, a couple of women. Iban arm in arm and had to be a mother and daughter. Most have around sixty years to the girl I figured about forty, but it is always difficult to establish the age of a person with Down syndrome. This

, daughter, mother was talking and he interrupted: "Do not call her that."

But the daughter went on I do not know on what terms, because I was not paying attention, when suddenly the mother took her arm, turned and gave him two blows with such force that reverberated across the street.

"I told you not call her that.

I can assure you that I was so impressed by the sound of the slaps and the fearlessness with which the victim endured knew not react. I stood in the middle of the street, stunned and paralyzed. No fear, were two elderly people, but of pure astonishment. Women meanwhile

kept walking, the girl with the red face, and I then I was late and I decided to follow them, ready, now, to intervene if the mother returned to raise his hand to his daughter. And walking behind them, saw them back, I noticed that the daughter's head rested gently on the shoulder of the mother and she, very tenderly and lovingly stroked her hair.

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EYE HERE I AM GOING TO RELEASE AN ADDRESS! Elephantiasis

April 16, 2010

Since I can not go to Sewell (Murcia), the prize-giving ceremony Jara Carrillo, of which I have been runners, organizers have asked me to send them some pictures and a speech apologizing for my absence, to be read during the ceremony (the ceremony, you understand). I have sent this: Dear

alcantarillanos, authorities

Majesty ... Sorry I can not attend the awards contest Jara Carrillo humor. What else wanted me, I assure you. But is that for some time I am retained. Or rather, kidnapped. Indeed, year or so ago I was, so calm, walking in the Arabian Peninsula, Yemen Yemen North to South, minding my own business, when suddenly came a few guys with turbans, hijab, slippers and Kalashnikov, kindly took me arm and locked in this dark cave from which to write. As I have said, I'm kidnapped.

"Oh, man I cried when they told me," there was no closer. These things, of course, only happen to me.

My captors have called for my rescue half a million euros. When I relayed the request to my family, they said, "Yeah, man, for that price we bought a plasma TV, which company makes home "and ignore me. My captors came then to the English Government, and this, through diplomatic channels, he has sent a clear and forceful response, "the Greens have sega" said the minister, and left me to my fate.

the end I agreed with my captors: "I submit to Jara Carrillo, and won the prize money pay my ransom." "Okay" they said. And I went to the last issue, but as my kidnappers had no Western computers, I had to write my text in Arabic and was refused. "It must be in Arial 12, must be in Arial 12. Damn, what people most maniacal and unsympathetic. " This year, I have provided a Western computer and there you have it, I am not winning, but a finalist. Although, to my surprise, it appears that the end is not prize money. Dear

alcantarillanos, gentlemen of the jury. For this year's pass, but the next, please give me the award and seek, above all, the economic pillar. You can not imagine how boring it is to be here, with people from Al Qaeda. These guys have very little conversation, and also give me to eat only dates and water, with what I have constipation at this point that will give me something.

Remember my name, please, and gestiónenme first prize next year.

Signature: An experienced writer and kidnapped

Hope you like it. Anyway, I think it was bad idea to put my full data in escrow. Now the entire corporation alcantarillana know where I live.

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Come all to eat at Minabe

This phrase, which can be shocking, it could be used well by the owners of this restaurant in Madrid:

Minabe is the suggestive name of the Japanese. Behind him is Santiago Segura as a partner and Marcela, who also welcomes you into the room. Minabe practices an unusual mixture could be called japomex kitchen, good sushi as it connects with rich seasonings typical of Mexico.

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April 14, 2010

What is life, I never tire of saying it! Like some of you @ s, @ s blogger friend @ s, I sounds Jara Carrillo Prize. It is the competition's most prestigious accounts of humor, in my opinion, those held in Spain. The City Council convenes Sewer (Murcia) and is certainly a small step to overcome for anyone who wishes to make humor.

I've been presenting the award for five or six years since the day my friend gave me a campion Benito and said, "flat, forget history, humor is your thing." I sent stories that failed the initial screening, and I think they were not so bad, because then, in fact, bounced of Jara Carrillo, submitted to other competitions and several of them won or were runners up.

This year, the convocation of Jara Carrillo caught me off guard a bit, no cool story to put in an envelope. Born of inertia, as in this edition also accepted humorous poems, I made some pretty ripiosos sonnets, I admit, on the basis of other more famous sonnets (as I did at the entrance A poetic effort ). Met six in just a couple of evenings and there they were, sewers, and never better, because I was sure this year if I'm not going to take the prize or chance. Four-odd euros (the price of the stamp) to the trash, but ...

What was my surprise when the other day I called the city of Sewell to say that I have been in the top three. The fact being a finalist does not involve monetary prize, were quick to say, but does it matter: finalist in the Jara Carrillo! At first I was filled with pride and satisfaction, but then I thought: "Is it possible that the least appreciated and most have done vuelapluma have achieved my goal?". Well that's life, friends blogger @, as in the fables of Aesop.

Here you have two of the six sonnets I wrote. And tell me what you think, I sincerely advise you to read about an emergency exit, or a doctor at hand, lest in the end have to regret a disgrace.

Oh
sweet clothes for my bad found,
with how well I looked at the mirrors,
with the guy who made me these trapejos,
and now suddenly see me naked!
Who sent me in preparing the wash,
not heed the advice
the manufacturer, who had warned away
white fabric patterned clothes?
Oh, how soon, and with sorrow, I faded!
or the use Oxi Action left me!;
Not to mention that I have prepared
on clothing from which you interfere.
I already know that it was a very fine fabric, but neither
shit, were Chinese.

This leads estrambote:

The old elm tree split by lightning and his half
party
if we use the right materials
can be given a decorative use.
First, we sand
carefully around the trunk and branches, so
be smooth, then I recommend refinish
-palm oil.
In this way, and after several layers,
can serve as a coffee table.
Another resource is to get rid of branches and employing

tapping screws make the trunk in a cocktail cabinet.
far
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12 April 2010

At first, I confess, I entered this from blogocosa blogomundo-in-a bit suspicious, expecting to find, what I know, a string of incoherent and masturbatory pages, a kind of giant chat in which all talking at once but nothing and no one understood. In no time, however, I had to change his mind. Then I

through several blogs that made me realize that this was serious. One of those posts was to Raúl Ariza, diffuse Soul.

blogs where I was going through was relatively rare, unusual experiences and very well told, reflections of a deep draft. Much better, in many cases, the official literature and traditional circuit. More lively, more dynamic, more alive ... There are books that go out in sepia already affected by the moth but just placed on the table novelties. On the treadmill the blog I found, however, bright fragments and stories throbbing, as if just plucked from the heart.

few weeks ago, several accounts of Raúl Ariza Blog, compiled by the editorial role polycarbonate, have gone on sale in bookstores under the title Elephantiasis. The title suggests abnormal beings, monstrous men, bearded ladies ... elephant or inside, however, instead of these things are common types in everyday situations, small daily tragedies, at most murder without premeditation. Could it be that the greater deformation of the things is the reality?

I always thought that writing about marginal rates, perverted people, mass murderers, to describe the low and criminal backgrounds, have coded gore, bizarre, apocalyptic, is gratefully acknowledged. Maybe you just need to imagine how overwhelmed. I always thought that the real challenge for a writer is from ordinary life, common facts, the common love, the monotony of the passage of time ... On entering life and concerns of a servant, saying, I think Flaubert. But I understand that is a personal taste.

That is why I was excited Ariza's book, as I am fascinated by the stories in his blog. Meeting on each page living, breathing men and women next to me, children, alone, kicking a ball against a wall, as I say small. Frightened people, bright people also do not trust just his luck, people walking down the street, some bound, others not. Authentic literature, as I understand.

A book, it's Elephantiasis, life from its beginning to the last page. And what is perhaps best: a book whose beat can be felt daily blog Raúl Ariza: Soul diffuse.

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April 8, 2010

I forgot to say about my weekend in the village, which also became a little cold, what that means. And what does that mean?, You ask, blogger friend, that everything you know. It means that as the house is old, without heaters and with just a butane heater, had to light a fire in the fireplace in the kitchen.

I waited until the last moment, to see if cold referred. But when my daughter and my wife, huddled in blankets, began to be pale, with blue lips, and almost could not speak for the chattering teeth, I had no choice but to say

"Come, go, go for firewood.

The woodshed is in the basement, and is accessed by a trapdoor in the floor. It is a place dark, poorly lit by a bulb hanging from the ceiling. The walls are carved into the rock, forming dark cavities, the floor is uneven, also of stone and earth, and one has to go all the time away the cobwebs from his face. Not to mention the smell musty and moldy, you can almost chew. And how to woodshed, the basement is also used as a repository of junk, such as sofas, rusty bicycles, rocking crooked, and in a corner of one of those antique dolls to a missing arm and was left with eyes wide open ...

The fact is that lower there it gives me a fear that you shit.

Yes, yes, I know I've spent the forties and, as serious and brainy writer who pretend to be, it should have brought them overcome fears while. I actually, whenever I thought about things in the prayers of the subjunctive or the use of personal pronouns to instill courage, but it is useless. Not for that. As I am in the basement cave, I do not know what I believe will happen to take the first log and the first Pinot I have on hand and embark on the run the way up.

- Is this all? "I said my wife, waiting at the top of the hatch. With this we have no for two hours.
- What do you mean? If rationed ...
"Stop and low for more.
"Damn, why do I always?

My wife does not want to confess, but she also, I suspect, "I'm afraid the woodshed.

- What if the girl down? At the end of the day, also lives in this house and say there is going school and giving them small responsibilities. "Stop
nonsense and go back for more logs.

chilly This involves

My brother also has a house in the village and often comes to us wanting to be with the girl and lend a chat. After a bit of lively meeting arrives, for example, my sister and released this statement: "It seems

here a little cold.
- Cold? No kidding. I'm super, "my brother.
"I have even a little heat," I answer myself.

After a while, my sister goes again: "Then you will say what you want, but I have a cold. Come on, baby, go to the woodshed for a few logs.
- Me? To be Michael, who is living here.

And here is when I use a trick infallible

"I do not say you're scared, your age," I say to my brother-in-entering a basement. I can not believe. Anyone who tells you ...

And with that and other things, the end my brother-bit in-love, just rising from his chair, up the trap and going into the woodshed. But given the rush to get logs, and their reluctance to come back for more, I suspect that just will not like it, like me, that the people do cool.