La vida, el universo, el desarrollo y todo lo demás... servir bien frío.
Hoy no iba a postear, lo juro. Hasta que, preparando la agenda de mañana, me he llevado una sorpresa. Con misterio, porque entre la letra (que algunos ya conocéis) y el texto (”La dama y la muerte”), pues me he quedado como estaba.
Google mediante, esto era lo que me recordaba a mi mismo:
Lo malo no es ver una cucaracha por la Nespresso. Es media en tu café.
Nunca debimos ver (y menos varias veces) comedias románticas de chico, chica y animalitos.
Tags: cagontó, destino cruel, rayas que hablan
The shortest path from A to a point totally different from B goes through F, H and K, takes a detour at P and does not make sense until it’s too late.
This might lead one to suspect that in any competitive endeavor, if you can be modeled (”sand-tabled”, as Boyd referred to it) you aren’t using strategy at all and you can be defeated.
Chet Richards, Certain to win.
Hint: measurable doesn’t imply modelable.
—Chieko-san? Guess who? This is Qiwu!
That’s right!
Want to come out for a drink?
Your husband? When did you get married?
Five years! Has it been that long?
You have two kids! You’re happy, that’s great.
Okay, never mind.
Tags: momento pj
The New York Times’s Gretchen Robertson reflects such a political reaction when she describes how an “irreverent friend” thought TARP referred to “The Act Rewarding Plutocrats”.
Akerlof and Shiller, Animal Spirits, 2009
Why run when you can just sit and wait for more? Nice govvy, nice govvy, let’s see the money… oooh… nice!
Tags: árboles muertos, escatología financiera, oyendo vocecillas
Backing up: When someone says they only have one option, they’re really saying, “I have no choice,” and you know that’s wrong. (At very least, add “do nothing” and “go insane” as choices.)
What I’ve seen quite often is people just thinking on the obvious choices and the easy (and essentially) painless ones.
Tags: oyendo vocecillas
El electroclash es divertido. Que si, que no todo van a ser durezas.
La palabra malvada de ayer puede ser el descubrimiento majete de hoy.
Tags: nice thing, ruidetes armónicos, vidioclip
Coby Whitmore, pégame algo, !pégame algo!
Tags: captura el momento
A veces para correr más, sólo podemos… ¡correr más!
Y (hacer) más ha sido menos (blog). Pero por ahora no le pongo el candado.
Experimento… inconcluso.
Tags: moi même
Everyone in the tribe are afraid,
Olaf the Viking is cold as ice.
There is nothing, no one
to stop their barbaric impulses.
Eat meat, raw meat,
heads roll when in doubt,
talk with your mouth full
and make your salad with whale oil.There is no fear for Olaf,
There is no fear.
There is no fear,
Olaf the Viking is not afraid.Nobody enters its fjord,
because soon they would go to the bottom.
Olaf does not think, Olaf does not listen,
just want to start the fight.There are not enemies,
Olaf the Viking is very boring.
He now works at the White Slave Traffic
and spends his evenings playing boules.There is no fear for Olaf,
There is no fear.
There is no fear,
Olaf the Viking is not afraid.
It’s so bad that even an automatic translation has nearly full sense. I love it. I love the song. I hopelessly try to live by part of it. And you know what I mean.
Tags: ochentoso, ruidetes armónicos
—No thanks, I don’t drink. I think it’s a weakness.
—I grant you that.
—I don’t like weakness, do you?
—No, I don’t like weakness, but I like to drink.
Weakness versus threats, weaknesses that aren’t, escaping sin avoiding temptation…
Tags: it's war, media junkie, todo a zen
A ver si un cambio de fondo de escritorio rompe el bloqueo.
—No swordplay?
—Don’t seek combat, Saxon, seek resolution.
Mouse Guard, Winter 1152, #1.
Tags: árboles muertos, english, oyendo vocecillas
[...] la cintura delgadísima enlazaba el abultado pecho con la ampulosa magnificencia del bulto inferior, todo hinchazón de telas alambradas. En la jaula del miriñaque desaparecían de la vista las caderas y toda la demás escultura infracorpórea de la mujer. La moda exhibía la mitad de una señora colocada sobre la mitad de un globo.
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