"A hundred yards, skip the traffic lights" Size
While trying to install on my mobile GPS navigator that is supposed to include, and also trying not to fall into the many tricks with my operator (in an apparent alliance with the manufacturer) intended to get me some EURET well as he leaves tip apropos, I have encountered this anomaly advertising.
The synopsis is simple: a loner is a coffee on a terrace in Madrid. Suddenly received a typical message I am happy afternoon: just be with a girl via SMS. With nothing else to do in life than skedaddle before the first stimulus, start the car and through the center of Madrid (note that the coffee has not paid). However, the apparent "simpa" is not the only example of social adjustment problems of our protagonist. Under the motto "never late for an appointment", the campaign shows the advantages of a service road and pedestrian navigation on mobile in the middle Sunday of August. Benefits are diluted by the constant threat to the public that is leading the guy in jacket: sprinting unjustified sudden lane changes, blatant invasion of the bus lane, ignore a yield sign and even skipped a light amber in the Gran Via are some of the recommendations of the spot. What scares me most is that my route to work in a curve coincides with that of the "murderer of Nokia."
when we thought that we had already seen everything in the building road safety, now comes a brand of mobile and tells us not to be late for an appointment, who falls. And I say, how these modalities that we want a GPS?
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Friday, March 20, 2009
Answers Biology Labs Online

But one of the dispatchers could not resist. I had never ridden a kitchen with a sofa, a bedroom with a bathroom with sink and printer, so in a fit of curiosity, he threw the question:
- "Excuse me, sir. And in this little room is not going to put anything? "He said pointing to the space architect conceived perhaps as a toilet.
- "No, no classroom," he replied. "It will be my sitting room."
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Chevy Silverado Rockstars
Fear of flying
Lucia was panic on the plane. There were few who tried to convince her to get over it. "I've flown a thousand times and here I am", "Nothing ever happens" or "but it is the safest means of transport" were some of the phrases repeated by all those well-meaning friends tried to cheer her up. But none seemed to understand or more minimum. The real fear was Lucia! An irrational and uncontrollable fear towards this strange phenomenon to keep feet away from the earth. Could understand the physical principles that sustain machines in the air, he could admire the technology that makes it possible and could even rely on the skill of the pilots who master both. But flying was not with her. No, no and no. And, knowing all that it gave up, had no choice but to accept it as it was.
But the most painful issue is not who believes himself incapable of taking a plane, but the soul of Lucy came and designed with a kind of wings that it was very difficult to deploy. His passion for knowledge, longing to discover and his ambition to live a world where nothing is indifferent, his fear turned into a thick chain around his unborn always plans. He assumed he could never visit certain places, meet certain professional tasks or reconnect as often as you like with your beloved Michael. But as things were.
Until one day flew. And their fear simply vanished. As the landscape disappears beneath the clouds as the plane rises, or the bags disappear never reach the conveyor belt. That first journey between Madrid and Vigo allowed also to survive, enjoy an unforgettable experience and, fortunately, repeatable. Boarding card debuted more than a seat number under his name and surname. Printed with invisible ink of pride in that bill also included victory for itself what it be prevented, the success of a champion who wins without concessions, booking return to a present without limits. Because Lucia had not lied to anyone when he swore to be unable to fly. Just did.
But the most painful issue is not who believes himself incapable of taking a plane, but the soul of Lucy came and designed with a kind of wings that it was very difficult to deploy. His passion for knowledge, longing to discover and his ambition to live a world where nothing is indifferent, his fear turned into a thick chain around his unborn always plans. He assumed he could never visit certain places, meet certain professional tasks or reconnect as often as you like with your beloved Michael. But as things were.
Until one day flew. And their fear simply vanished. As the landscape disappears beneath the clouds as the plane rises, or the bags disappear never reach the conveyor belt. That first journey between Madrid and Vigo allowed also to survive, enjoy an unforgettable experience and, fortunately, repeatable. Boarding card debuted more than a seat number under his name and surname. Printed with invisible ink of pride in that bill also included victory for itself what it be prevented, the success of a champion who wins without concessions, booking return to a present without limits. Because Lucia had not lied to anyone when he swore to be unable to fly. Just did.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Why Do We Put Ketchup In The Fridge
Stupidity infused
The slap sounded louder than the song of Bunbury. As discovered later by a mutual friend, he understood "dust" instead of "pole." But he was not free to explain to her friend what had been that stupid phrase. She told him she considered a romantic and when he fell in love, fell in love with truth, although in this case did not know anything on the defensive girl. He assured her that everything would have gotten out of have been more specific. "Mint, pennyroyal, for example. And although his friends tried to persuade him to stop being such a jerk, he was convinced that all he had to do was vocalize better.
saw her dancing on the bar and figured he approached her to say something. She laughed, taking another drink, they chatted warmly and there began a beautiful relationship for life. He imagined that his new house painted together, who cooked dishes between tickling and pinch and they watched movies in the warmth of a blanket. Imagined he would walk by the sea in the afternoons, we'd be dancing in the evening and, upon arriving home, he would take a hot mint tea to the couch. So, ready to stop wondering, approached her and said that something "can not imagine the desire I have to make a pole."
The slap sounded louder than the song of Bunbury. As discovered later by a mutual friend, he understood "dust" instead of "pole." But he was not free to explain to her friend what had been that stupid phrase. She told him she considered a romantic and when he fell in love, fell in love with truth, although in this case did not know anything on the defensive girl. He assured her that everything would have gotten out of have been more specific. "Mint, pennyroyal, for example. And although his friends tried to persuade him to stop being such a jerk, he was convinced that all he had to do was vocalize better.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Statement Of Confidentiality Examplesfax
The confession of the Queens of the Stone
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The trick is not to look at the walls. The horizon always gives a pleasant mirage when you walk in winter the Rúa Mayor. The view to the front The unhurried pace and generous warranty that a warm towel dry your face, your hair and each of the fingers on your skin to take off their clothes soaked in the rain. Without looking at the walls. The cobblestones ensure progress, the street defines the way and gives people with their umbrellas in a waterproof convoy moving with determination and without looking at the walls to the shelter in particular that every day is like the previous one. And nothing else matters. But a violin gently ripping the humid air. WARNING: Do not look. And
view. And warn your ropes after the presence of the walls that you should have ignored. The cold hard stone and vertical composition allows the horizon to be horizontal, provides the define a boundary street and protects people from the diagonal drop their umbrellas can not stop. The violin continues. And his grades begin to talk. And no environment, now tell the truth. You've seen the walls. The wall of a city that beats laterally, which is inert inertia, where life is clairvoyant. The future revealed by the melody is carved with every drop on the stone of Villamayor. Danger, do not touch.
and play. And you feel in the tips of your fingers that the stone is hard and cold, the rain makes hot clay. A centennial clay supports tons of history on every block, waiting for centuries upon demand the attention. But rain and nothing else matters. Could move forward, looking ahead, not looking at the walls. But I've looked at. And the stone is not white. Darkens on contact with water. He admits he shouts down vertically and finally demanding your attention. You'll know when you walk in the rain for the Rúa Mayor. You look ahead, ignoring the violin, to forget the melody. And nothing will matter. The trick is not to look at the walls, then the horizon always gives a pleasant mirage.
view. And warn your ropes after the presence of the walls that you should have ignored. The cold hard stone and vertical composition allows the horizon to be horizontal, provides the define a boundary street and protects people from the diagonal drop their umbrellas can not stop. The violin continues. And his grades begin to talk. And no environment, now tell the truth. You've seen the walls. The wall of a city that beats laterally, which is inert inertia, where life is clairvoyant. The future revealed by the melody is carved with every drop on the stone of Villamayor. Danger, do not touch.
and play. And you feel in the tips of your fingers that the stone is hard and cold, the rain makes hot clay. A centennial clay supports tons of history on every block, waiting for centuries upon demand the attention. But rain and nothing else matters. Could move forward, looking ahead, not looking at the walls. But I've looked at. And the stone is not white. Darkens on contact with water. He admits he shouts down vertically and finally demanding your attention. You'll know when you walk in the rain for the Rúa Mayor. You look ahead, ignoring the violin, to forget the melody. And nothing will matter. The trick is not to look at the walls, then the horizon always gives a pleasant mirage.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Electric Box Constant Limit 19

Rosa was one of those. And some of her friends were also beginning to be. So when I met Teresa discovered that actually did not hate women like my friends made me believe, but simply a particular type of woman that I had crossed frequently. With its openness and simplicity, Teresa was for me a kind of unquenchable candle that illuminated my days, months later, some nights. Because the danger is is light that gets you out of darkness, and the daily merged Rosa Shakespeare all the bulbs that I was screwing on the caps of my day to day.

Sunday, March 1, 2009
Is It Worth Buying A Steam Washer
drama Obaminator
"All good things as well so, I have to look. At that Obama does not need advisors. It has not needed a crowd enthusiastic allegorical background music or applause as abutments. This time was enough camera and one of the ugliest funds of the West Wing to confirm you have the budget as Espartero horse.
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It's 20:14 on Sunday 1 March and still believe in politics.
"All good things as well so, I have to look. At that Obama does not need advisors. It has not needed a crowd enthusiastic allegorical background music or applause as abutments. This time was enough camera and one of the ugliest funds of the West Wing to confirm you have the budget as Espartero horse.
in Read my other blog .
It's 20:14 on Sunday 1 March and still believe in politics.
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