Verizon needs a good biotchslap

Hi peoplez.
I would like to share to you this video I found on the highly humorous, procrastination-forming, and time-killing blog Fail Blog.
As you can tell, the blog is just about fail, win and owned moments recorded and distributed on the internets.

Right here I'll share with you one of those moments where a facepalm is just an essential necessity in order to survive the sheer amount of dumbness that is uncovered in this video. Enjoy.



Just as a point off topic, I have been enjoying with great pleasure Questionable Content, a webcomic of a group of friends and lovers in America. Thanks to Questionable Content and other things from the internet, I approach this term's exams with increasing fear. Time's ticking, gotta work my guts out. So help me God.

Until later, peace out.

Changing template

Hopefully, with a different template, the pictures will appear in full width.
It's just a matter of finding the appropriate template.
To search I go!

Rider Spoke: Part 2 :P

This is another set of shots of my second go at Rider Spoke, which was much better than the first one. Bike riding in the city during the rain is such a crazy experience.
I wish they could come back again, and make that documentary/video thing about the experience!! I wonder if any of my recordings would ever make it on the video... I'll be so surprised if it came true. For the moment, all I can do is wait, and lubricate my bike chain.













Taken with a PSP Camera and my normal camera.. yep it was worth damaging my PSP in the rain..
But biking over a very smooth surface created this form of mirror image, that I could see myself riding, and the buildings were upside down, and the sky.. I have to go bike riding in the city once in a while.

Hasta pronto!

Sobre mis pensamientos.. esta noche de lunes de verano

Now, probably an unusual thing from myself, but I'd like to begin with some prose.


Arriving among the dew and rainbows of an odd winter morning,
stretching my arms, pulling a box of old material memories,
I came upon this horizon with a new blank page ready to fill in
with the names of faces and places.

The pen slowly etched a city of companions at my reach,
streets of joy, boulevards of energy,
alleys of pain, lanes of sorrow.
Then, dotted by the shadows of robust and tall standing structures,
I begin to breathe the city air.




Being a half-american, half-mexican, in a country as virtuous, active and enchanting this one, has been a tough test for my very essence. Back in the days in the city of flowers, where I grew up in, I had no idea what life was. I had a secluded childhood and teenagehood, away from the subcultures and experiences that I had only heard of from under the keyboard, behind the screen. My own life was just 'live and let live', and for a while it was good. But it carved some marks in my personality which are causing a lot of friction with my plans for the future. It's time I dropped that uneccessary load and fight.


Notwithstanding, THIS IS LIFE.
Never been so happy in my life, I guess. Despite the blinding and burning sun, and those days where I though I had reached a dead end, I think (I'd rather say I feel, but that would become just too subjective...) that I have never learned so much about myself and that I seriously belong here.

Now, it might just be a simple coincidence that the street in which I lived in back in Mexico is Eucalyptus Drive and that the pre-school institution that I used to go to was called El Canguro (The Kangaroo)... some are just surprised how "Australia's calling" became true.

Soundtrack: Death Cab for Cutie, Erik Satie, Jumbo