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IBM (International Business Machines) festeixará pa sanxuán him his 100 Cabu d'Anu as a company, onque ya asoleyóu its landmarks naked company's Web site ya made a documentary that s'afalla engarabitáu the network.
anicióuse IBM in 1911 three l'amestadura three companies dedicated to systems management with business cards esfuracadas. Signs ya tou, one went to the Second World Griesca cuando company s'inxertóu dafeichu naked Mundu of computers, in 1953 he asoleyando your big computer afitáu clicking on valves of vacíu, escamudadas in 1959 by transistors.
dio anicióu'l In 1981 IBM personal computer and Microsoft encargóu a pal operativu equipu system, afalando'l puxu the company of Bill Gates. In 2004 the forestay vendíu presonal d'computers to China's Lenovo, dedicated to the sale dende entoncias d'a variety of computer services.

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Documentary d'IBM

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China 100 years since GM yía'l Mercau dio

With 2.35 million vehicles sold in 2010 nu asiáticu country, already in the porriba 2.22 n'Estaos Xuníos, General Motors Toyota avérase n'aniciu vehicles, tandas nama desapartaos for 30000 units. GM, repollecere glue to the bankruptcy, pulled by mercaos emerging that the enantare l'axudorun sales by 12% to its 2009. Brazil was third
he mercáu great pal of Detroit, loved ya ye first the Diez afállanse Russia, Uzbekistan Méxicu ya. Ente tous empericotorun GM until we sold 8.39 million vehicles l'Anu pasáu, UNOS resultaos collars that their task nuevu derixentes roughness on the Japanese company, Toyota.

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Alex de la Iglesia, another victim of the law Sinde




ARECES JOSÉ MANUEL DE AVILA .- Liberal Newspaper Editor, The reformist

Phrygia Epictetus said, around the year 100 AD, that truth alone triumphs and yet the lying states of complicity.

In this society we live in semi-freedom is absent in a rush to our borders, precisely because of the complicity. This is a society dominated by what are called public, when in reality is private, because they live in government public affairs, ie, for all but a few who govern us, who make their careers and post something private property almost. So to keep the establishment or the farm in the hands of the chief is needed by the complicity of the long-standing common methodology of political patronage.

The domain of all economic and institutional spring provides the power to manage the favors in small doses, and thus make borreguiles minds of ordinary people, the idea of \u200b\u200baspiring to acquire the distribution of which is owned by a few managers of the commons, so that common fact is assimilated to the mind of the citizen to live in a country where to buy a home, under certain favorable conditions, involving the state, which governs whether a private company or not, allowing smoking to their customers where you think about having or not a child depending on the existence of subsidies, or if you have it, is the state dictating how you must educate . This is the society in which we live, and we are complicit in its existence, accomplices because we recognize a lie, because in this society we call democracy.
This is a society where a few rule matches, constitutionally are the only instruments allowed to manage common resources, civil society is completely out, so to think, to act, except that it folds through their associations, to receive in their bodies of political power to servers or corresponding financial support to sustain itself. When any individual person in the exercise of its responsibilities, or at their principles, deviates from the current public official disagrees with the power, faces ostracism, civil death and discredit.

participate in the big lie of all citizens, media, social networks, companies, associations civilians and even serene. Recently, filmmaker Alex de la Iglesia, then President of a body that has traditionally been an extension of the PSOE, and the izquierdona recalcitrant had the bad taste of disaffected regime, the official truth and the desire of his mistress, ie, the Culture Minister, opposing the law regulating Internet regarding downloads and copyright. May or may not be in favor of the principles of the Basque director, which I have very clear is that support for the system, anyone who will stand up to power in defense of principles, because it is an exercise of freedom and nobility almost obsolete.

One of the branches where more tradition, saturates the left cave and cacique, is the scene called for the puppeteers, for its clear visibility and influence promotion and advertising, which has served so well over the decades to the PSOE. The innumerable clunkers infumables grants, sectarian guerracivilistas documentaries and films that reflect the most cumbersome and minority in our society, have provided a tool of indoctrination and social engineering unpayable, that would have delighted Goebbels. Can not therefore admit that one of the propaganda organs of the party there is a single verse, much less the presidency, is an unacceptable fact, anathema!. De la Iglesia
committed
a cardinal sin, when not opting for Sinde law, but were afraid to go too far, when to ride roughshod instructions of the Minister, met with representatives of Internet users to understand their arguments and zoom positions, ie, to seek consensus, passing it by a triumphal arch to the state, which in this system, which dictates who you are, and must be considered as social actors.

therefore praise the courage of Alex de la Iglesia, direct opposition to subtopia and personal coherence. This has earned a fan for the value shown, as we all know that the penalty for acting with freedom in this system, it is always out the door girl and ostracism. The individual feats always deserve a little applause, and when they happen deserve the favor of the audience. Each individual act of courage is a gap, however small, in the system, an act of honor, and a call to hope, a gap that opens to accommodate in the near future, an exiled freedom, which waiting patiently for a majority of citizens, claiming his return to this country numbed by the selfishness of a ruling caste, and the complicity of a mass of beggars, devoid of all honor and dignity.

Does Beyonce Smell Bad

Chapter 7 Chapter 12 Love & Death

Every cloud has a silver lining


When I accelerated to the metro station, really do not know if my new friend was very perceptive or my face said "hey! I have a dilemma with my bipolar boyfriend jealous, I need a shoulder to make Mary Magdalene and pretend that I have more problems than you all together. " Well, anyway ... the point is that just the Feña said I saw his face as subtle as only she can.

-I between two options ... or get hit by a clown on unicycle, Prince Charming or destiny, we looked at her with a face of "you feeling okay?"

-are you serious? A clown on unicycle? No you did something more creative? Maybe not ... a pink elephant?

-cathy ... I'm surprised you have not you find that pink elephants went out of fashion, black is the new pink-rolled my eyes as we began to walk toward the Boletaria. My companion looked askance at me, expecting me to say something ... I felt like I was with FBI agents after me.

-Feña ... I have something on your face? "I said as I handed the cashier money are lucky we listened.

-yes, yes indeed, "said hitting me with his claw his brow that what happened? I am hyper, not stupid and I can see a mile away you worried about something.

-No ... is just ... weird lately Alonso is not about me ... and that is avoiding me ... that is beyond me-I said, lowering his face, as if I worry about falling. Basically

Feña told me not to worry, it was obvious we had ups and downs even living together at our age, she would probably ... also added that his face with Matthias jealous to see me made it clear that it was just a nonsense.
Once we reach the shopping center also reminded that dani was coming with us. Just when they asked for it, the phone rang my friend Dani ... apparently we waited at the store, "zara" one of my favorites.

So we walk all afternoon, I entertained a lot, but the twenty-six of my boyfriend calls me a bit desperate. I bought clothes, well I must say and it got such a short time or even stopped to eat ice cream more we did not realize that the mall would close up and there was nobody left but us, and most shops were closed. The guard asked us politely that we retire.

My eyes almost leave their sockets when he saw that it was already half past ten, the department would like to eleven. We ran to get to the subway was about to close, and thank God we reach to take the last! Wagon, the number of packets that we had not have been much safer to take a bus. Dani got the first whose father was waiting in car for after I leave her alone to Feña that was about four seasons.

quietly walked up to a taxi, no intended to walk eight blocks full of bags. The gentleman who took me turned out to be very friendly, we were talking a short period of the trip and helped me down the shop to the building. I went up the elevator and opened it without making noise with my keys.

was all in the dark shadows ... told me that Alonso had probably gone to bed, I went and groped until I walked into my bedroom, locked the door behind me, to turn the light on the nightstand at night, while sitting down and began to check the bags, I noticed that a purchase other things come between my, so I leaned over to pick it up. Was one of those expensive lingerie shops, paper bag containing ivory silk burgundy, which protected a nice set of winter white lace. I took it out to see it, was beautiful, chaste, yet provocative, then a paper fell on my legs. I quickly opened to meet the letter round and a pair of my friend:

Girl! You better fix it ... it is for reconciliation;) and watch your blue top has not faded, it was a soiled garment that leverages confused ...!! 1313
Feña and dani

I laughed softly to throw myself into the bed to rest ... 11: 30 ... sigh burst from my chest. My hand was stretched to the lamp and opened the drawer that were there, wanted to get a small box that was where we appeared together, but even though I feel this place could not find it.

As if a spring had pushed me, I was standing in search of that picture. Not know how much time I spent trying in vain to find it, I went with subtlety Alonso's room to see if by any chance was there. The door creaked slightly as usual then had just leaned my head ... its rhythmic breathing calmed down and gave me enough confidence to enter. I ran my hand through my hair, in a clear sign of stress as a step I slid dancer reviewing the bureau ... A movement in the bed made me turn around scared that my boyfriend saw me snooping in his room ... false alarm. He simply had turned, leaving his face in my direction. I went for a closer look ... looked so beautiful so I bowed and went softly my fingers through your frown, as if something worried him "hey! Mensa! You left without even saying where or who you were ... at least going to be worried, "... because my conscience would be right?

then a dull sound made me a start to realize that something had been dropped. The window open creates a breeze that raised the curtain giving short rays of white light into the room. A flash on the floor caught my attention, so that total secrecy was there to pick up what had fallen from the bed with my boyfriend ... the picture. I felt my stomach tighten with something that I knew not identify, a mixture of sadness, guilt and tenderness I generated a slight chill.

As I left the room, I went to my room to put on my pajamas and then to the kitchen, as my stomach openly began to roar. It was good the combination of hunger with the confusion ... I took a glass of nectar with a piece of cake made by me about two days then I sat down to eat at the counter who had to cook. A few slow steps out into the hallway I quickened the pulse, surely we would discuss again.

Alonso came in without stopping to talk, as usual, as if we had not discussed before I ran away without saying a coward would do, as if he had omitted his twenty-six calls to my cell, as if nothing happened between us ... was to the refrigerator and grabbed a glass of juice that I tasted it, took it without closing the bottle yet, dry-drunk half a glass and refilled it, then saved the package and went to my side. In silence accompanied me very close to me and that quiet, unlike other times, there was no peace ... his silence was as battered and lunges to my heart.

"I called ..." whispered furrowing his brow slightly, as if you were debating about something that did not understand internally.

"I know I said before leading the glass to his mouth again. Unanswered
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said what was obvious - ... with who you were? He asked real frustration, jealousy, fear and a little courage, he lifted up his eyes quickly to meet mine. After a few seconds cut eye contact and turned away my orbs of hers, turning around to see the cake was still in my hands.

-Who do you think it was? "I said a little annoyed by the question, because that question was not simply that yes, I knew I hid those words.

-why not just answer me? Dropped out of the blue-carried away by anger more than anything else-not tell me or anyone going and would, do not you come over what time like you're ...

-like what? "I defended myself, that fight was being more harmful than normal and what pained me Alonso hinted horrors-what would you do? "I said sarcastically that I'm supposed to do with someone?

-what do I know? Said a little louder lightly tapping the table but as I've been so excited since I Matías found him again ... -Excited? That is supposed to mean? -Perhaps looking for entertainment
as anyone, because you ignore me all day ...

Then I did something I never, and when I say is never ever imagined I would, I raised my hand to you without thinking even throw your face. The muffled sound of the slap echoed in the silence of the house was not as strong, just enough to let it also surprised that given how much of what I was saying, what I was hurting. I quickly stood up ready to go, but not before saying: "Never

... and listen to me, because I'll tell you twice, never even hinted at me again I'm a nobody, because I telo ... and allow you distrust so much of myself, I was in the mall with some friends, if you think you can call me ... a moment! You can not call because I did not even talk lately, hardly know who they are, "I said wryly. Alonso

bowed his head as if to repent, but I was a moody teenager and ignored it all, just wanted to get away from there to think coolly cath ... "He whispered, trying to say something, but I cut him before he spoke

-no! Do not say anything, "snapped mind," you've done enough.

And without waiting for an answer again, I went towards my room, slam the door I gave was the end point of the case, just after he heard glass breaking. I looked even just threw me to the bed to mourn until I lost consciousness.

woke up early too say I was nearly five, but I knew too well to know he would not return to sleep, so I started to get up, I enlisted my notebooks and time on the notebook, when they were About six o'clock I woke up in the direction of the shower, got dressed and went out into the hallway where my boyfriend just leaning against the wall waiting, I glanced but I ignored it, went to my piece on my backpack and when I heard the key water left the apartment opened, without even having breakfast I went to high school course alone. I did not want to walk with him ... not now, not even an apology and it was better that I do not apologize until I pass the courage.

The room was empty when I arrived, students would hardly seven-room ... I sat on the bench that I corresponded with her arms folded on the table, frowning by the slight anger that possessed me, for me I had stayed at home crying like a spoiled child, but no, there she was alone, waiting for the score of macaques insensitive to occupy the room as they heard the dull English class who came to below.

Alonso came as twenty or thirty minutes after me, just a few minutes before class began. Morning sulfur was so still, I did not notice the rude bandage he had in the palm of his right hand. He approached the bank in a different pose to that of the morning, again looked impressive, as usual, playing the strong against others. I think that our distance was more than a palpable because he stared at us with curiosity to see that we did not speak. I watched from across the room as I put Feña face "can not" and moved his lips saying something like "the thing is hot." Step by my side quickly while shouting:

-dani! I have a plan! "Then I gave a fleeting glance.
My boyfriend looked like a real statue of exposure, if not for the up and down his chest
addition to the twinkling think he was dead. So trying to break the ice a little talked about.

"What happened to your hand? "I said shyly holding her ... I'm sorry if! But the law could not take the ice that made me more upset that he was "weak" shouted my consciousness.

"I cut myself with a glass, tried to wriggle out of my grip and it was like I hit the stomach, but do not let go of my hand tarco stopped me.

-is misplaced "I explained as he gently still the band - ... and how you cut? -Not immediately returned, he thought for a few seconds, when I thought he would not talk and said, "I pressed a

vessel with great force, then the sound he heard Tuesday night before the door was closed been that. So I ended up relocating the elastic gauze because the court had become almost across his hand ... I needed medical attention but was so stubborn, would not get anything.
desinfectarte
-you have that injury, "I said softly if you want to go home when I can do.

-no ... thank you very much away her hand-finished in a rough but controlled, as if not to hurt me.

I stood in silence to go through the door in search of my friends, as she looked out dani for a nod to come out. They were both looking worried, then as always saw the funny side Feña Case opened his arms and said:

-quiet baby, here I am ... if you want a shoulder to mourn, and blinked heavily. Reluctantly laughed and then leaned my forehead with exhaustion on his shoulder.

-see what I mean? I admit I do not even the dani was aware of everything ... when we found the Feña told.

-well ... do not know, is complicated, "said Daniela

" But I know what to do, "spoke the brunette that I used as a support-this guy is weird, I accept, but you are well! So I have a plan to get it back ... are you ready? Asked eyes bright with emotion.
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these machines I asked just before he began to tell me what to do.


Well ... I think that I have told already, is enough to give you an idea of \u200b\u200bhow our relationship was that week, and I say this week because the plan was not launched until Saturday for the party my friend. I think our living going from bad to worse and I needed to fix it. So that Saturday and at about half past seven completely changing the switch that had kept all these days I went to her room, knocked on the door and opened it with a "permission." Alonso I was sitting in front of the window with his guitar, playing notes to blossom, forming a soft melody, staring into the buildings and the mountains beyond. I walked to his bed and sat there waiting for me to get attention ... but since you did not, I had to do a monologue:

"Today is the feast of the Feña ... I bought something the other day and it is not ... Ready? You're going to fix? I'm going to take a shower for us to go, "said the more docile than I could ... I started the plan I told my friends ... should be tender with him, give him options and if he remained cool to pretend that everything was well ... the strongest part of the plan would come at the party ... with jealousy.

-mmm ... I do not know ... "he said in the same monotone as before but a little softer I think it is better not to go ..." I said quietly putting the same standing and loving way he used spoke again

-okay ... it's a shame, we could have fun together as well be Suhai and Matthew ... he said we would wait anxiously, but ... I guess Suhai have no dance partner "when it came to the door and in a whisper "For I will take off, I finished Matthias so innocent, just to close the door behind me.

my drawer I took several pieces and threw them on my bed, this was the most embarrassing ... I took a white dress in pink floral mid-thigh, very summery fit my figure to end a long flight on my legs , was very nice, took some white sandals with cork heel embankment about eight centimeters, combine with white canvas bag with pink ribbon. I took the towels in addition to the killer set that my friends had given me and went out into the corridor noticing that my boyfriend was not there. So dress casually tossed on the floor and got the shower, calmly trying to remember the steps evening massaged my hair with defined curls shampoo was so much so that told me the musical repertoire for the festival would have to know when to act, because we knew that with Alonso was jealous, I would go alone. I wrapped the towel out of the shower, then dry off and put the lace underwear, put on my tacos and comb my hair was when I listened to Alonso in the hallway, it was my time to go on stage.
towels I left lying on the floor and opened the door ... underwear ... the point is that I caught my boyfriend as planned, instead of coming out of his room into the hallway, in front of me ready to knock on the door with the dress in hand.

I was so surprised that his eyes were opened more than normal and inevitably gave me a look from top to bottom, I could feel the heat that charged the atmosphere and the desire to appear on his face. I took a chill in the back and my skin prickled seconds before he spoke a little insecure, half stammering:

-I ... uh ... came ... I came because I wanted ... you dropped this, "said a voice slightly firmer at the end as I gave the dress. I took shivering and could bet that this was one of those few times when I blush.

, thanks, "I whispered, looking down, cover my face with my hair, holding the dress wicks allowing stretching and covering a bit more, then I turned around to close the door as fast as I could, but yet in that second I was back in I could feel the lush view of Alonso in my back ... as my friends had said ... was not iron in the blood veins burned.

Well, after that embarrassing first part of the finished plan to fix it, I placed the dress, cream, gloss, eyeliner, shadow, rouge, perfume, hair styling cream, necklaces and a pink rose I put in the hair went to find my bag. As I figured, my boyfriend came with his clothes on hand along with some towels ... intercepted me in the hallway to tell me.

-cath ... can you wait? I also think it will, "he said, smiling a grin ladeadamente sounded like excuse me ... the boy she loved was back.

-clear! "I said smiling while my cheeks smiled again, remembering what had happened minutes earlier. I watched as he bent his eyes, smiling to himself.

-ok ... so do not delay-went to the shower while I was in my room with excitement. I took my phone and sent a message quickly to my friend

Feña ... the dani is with you?

or not spent two minutes when he answered

Yes,?

gave me a laugh when my boyfriend heard humming in the shower and shake those thoughts said, is proving

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Another brief moment and the song sounded paramote telling me all we know there was a new message Inbox


I told you ... you're going to be? The cheap copy of brian Litrell has arrived.

I laughed at the comparison

yes, Alonso is already bathed in about thirty to forty minutes more we are there:) ... and do not be mean with matias.

Almost twenty seconds the answer came:


Yes, whatever, do not delay, here is already reaching people.

I reached to get the message just as the bathroom door open. No slow to come more than fifteen minutes and taking up an expression that was already made me far, my boyfriend took me by the hand to walk towards the taxi that was waiting under the building. I had no idea what to expect.

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chikas !!!!!!!! as are ????????? I hope that very well, here I have a new chapter in the eyes of cath ... the truth is that there will continue to use the calendar was wearing, because sometimes I have a capital of a story and the other is not y. .. good stress about anything, so if I make three Capistrano followed a story, do not be surprised hahaha well ... then they think? not much, but the next capital will be coming with all XD lol hope you like it, they seemed to tell me, kisses to all =)

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Madrid won the assignment d'Emmanuel Adebayor, Togolese delantreiru Manchester City, three refugare sou l'Hamburger of the Netherlands Ruud Van Nistelrooy xugador. D'aquestamiente'l club mita madrilanu provide the information about the xugador hasta'l sanxuán month, and may mercalu branu pal. Sharpen
asina'l pidimentu Jose Mourinho, who piaba by a point three the mancadura d'Higuain and lack of puxu of Karim Benzema. The xugador Togo, who is 26, and Manex rápidu pastillas guapamente'l ball dous protocols pious nun-ye onque tail loose to pot, magar la sua height of 1.91 m. Adebayor
xugóu Nama take your journey until you dous 14 months, al sou Ñeru s'allióu Touré nun foi entrenamientu which espulsáu. Tamien Xaréu Touvan a coach at the col d'aquesta entamu season. Chegóu to Manchester City in 2009 dende l'Arsenal, col that he made 56 goals in four seasons. In 2008 foi d'ouru africanu ball.

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Living from the heart

Perhaps the most ironic things I discovered while working in a high class hotel is the realization that most of the guests who came there, not all did not know a good time . It's funny to realize that e mong have to spend more money, you become more demanding;

therefore more cranky. That is, you can travel the world and see many things but at the same time look less because you're too busy trying to make others be made level with the high level of personal demands.

I guess this happens more than people who never had anything and one day, after years and years and years of work and effort, betrayal or abuse, comes to have, even enough to go on vacation with your family once a year. Then they want to scream to the world that are already "one", which can go to the beach on vacation and spend money in the beast and ask the best room with the best view and believe they deserve the best food and the best and ruthless treatment or otherwise, can afford to demand and humiliated in the same way they probably ever did to them, that after all and are "somebody."

As you can tell, during my time writing this series of stories titled "Guests", most guests go crazy if something was wrong. I hope that vacationers paradise completely different to their lives full of hardship and want everything to run icing on the cake for your mini escape from the ever overwhelming reality, so that when they do not, when the bubble breaks were given realize that their caregivers are human beings just as common, and fraught with problems, like them, then enter a terrible shock and try to convert people who work providing services in vile slaves.

I think that's why I love travel and holidays are not planned, because of that whenever I plan, especially the holidays, are never given, by X or by e (not because I have nothing postponing a trip to Puerto Vallarta for over a year), when come about after an adequate and thorough plan, then turn out to be a fiasco.

When you do travel no expectation of anything and suddenly it's better when you know everything. There is nothing to expect, nothing to play, just as things are and let yourself be surprised with what comes. Thus, since there is no comparison against something we thought should happen, there can be no frustration whatsoever. That must be the dream, I told an English writer I met up to her room to help you connect to the Internet.

from him if I say your name, named Richard Hayes, and I dare say his name because he is a writer and would love the publicity, lol. A man who despite being too old (not I think that advertising will like it) is so young like a child. (Much better) spoke with a calmness that filled the room with peace and perhaps why he was so crushed because he kept smiling. I wanted to ask if he had any Vaseline between his smiling teeth to slip and as easily as he spoke Merola, as if trying to sell me something, in a tone exquisitely English.

When you turn on your computer as an image I find wallpaper with a beautiful drawing made by him. I explained that was the picture of his life. That represented the most important things in his life, his family, his children, their friends, their businesses, their projects and dreams achieved and which were to be achieved. "Drawing on this map do not lose sight, do not lose sight of what I have, what is around me and what I do. Do not forget where I come from and where I go." Curiously, the source and destination were the same: God, depicted with a sun.

I said there are two basic aspects to a happy life and achieve what you want. "It is not the same get what you want to be happy. People often take it for the same. To achieve what you want to be happy. Happiness is the road and the vehicle to carry out your purpose. The purpose of purposes is growth, not give you happiness. "

" So dreams one does not, "he continued." You create them, here, "he said, tapping his temple with his finger." And here, "he said after his heart." Once there you should not lose sight of and meanwhile I as happy as possible. Love your family, helping those in need, create real friendships, looks at people for who they are, not what they have. Appreciate each moment of your life because you never repeated. And then, of course, your dreams come true. It is not a task to find out how, just concentrate on your dreams and why, because if you focus on how you think that's the only way to reach your dream and leave the door open only. When you focus on why your sleep is filled with possibilities. And you should never expect anything from your dream, you lose the expectation of what you will and enjoy the way because you're already happy anyway. Learn to live from the heart no matter the circumstances. "

" This old man is like a living motivational email, I thought. "Of those that abound in the network." And I laughed to myself because I was there in an hour's talk, and I happy life; do not blame me, it's not supposed to interrupt guests as they spoke.

Back then I was already a freak of the Law of Attraction and the power of feelings: what we think is attracted to us. If we think of poverty, attract poverty. If we think of wealth, attract wealth, we think of health and attract health. We believe in love, and attract love. We attract what we feel, what we are. Not for nothing I have always good people around me crazy and other odd thoughts. And so I drew that day Richard. He refused to tell Mr. Hayes. He was promoting a book that talked about the Law of Attraction. And I gave an audio book that refused to autobiography. "For people to give autographs is unconscious. As I give you my card and I invite you a glass of wine. Come to meet my wife."

now supposed that I should not make friends or link of any kind with any guests, but hey You do not know English authors every day! So I went to have woodcock with Richard and his wife, a very nice lady who kept the air with a fan throw beach. They told me about his life and his fortune, which consisted of the love they had for one another.

"And at that age!" "I managed to say and stared at me with the face of what. "Well, I can not last more than three months going out with someone."

"Sure," he said. "Thinking like that. What I think is what you get. Think you want to last a lifetime with someone."

"Who said that was what I wanted?

laugh.

" Whatever you want, so be it ".

I drank a huge glass of red wine, thanked him for his kindness, and the fact that there are angry because they did not reach the Internet signal to your room, we hugged (Banned!) And returned to office with red cheeks.

I got to thinking that I wish all the hotel guests come from that day forward, as it were, kind, educated, refined and focused, and you invite some wine, hoping that Law of Attraction I do if ... p ut something inside me told me that life is more fun and enjoyable if not all runs hunky-dory, when there's disappointment and the mistakes.

PD. Here is the link to the website of Richard Hayes, if you are interested:

http://richardhayes.net/

Native American Condolences

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People who accompanies me on my adventures bloggeleras, Guest apologize for having suspended for two weeks ... precluded me work and parties. Greetings and hugs!

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- I lost a hundred thousand dollars for his fault!

heard hysterical and angry voice shouting over the phone.

worked in the hotel where we had a serious problem with the Internet signal, hardly reached beyond the fourth floor. And our work is divided between introducing a more effective wireless system throughout the vast resort guests and dealing with complainers by bad service while the project was, not easy to develop, came running. So my old chief and the entire team of systems (He, I, the telephone and our two receptionists computer center, close friends) we spent the day dealing with people who paid a fortune by an Internet "high speed" which runs slower a telegram at the time of my grandmother.

claims were many and of all colors: Ladies worried about talking to the children who had left home alone while they were leading a group of international companies, gentlemen concerned about communicating with lovers, as they were leading an international company and official family; lovesick girls online, executives eager to receive emails, grandparents viagra online buyers and prostis of categories, looking for colorful coastal gay bleached ... In short, we had heard everything. But I never had been blamed for losing one hundred thousand dollars that amount could not even blame myself for losing.

It was Mrs. Schwartz, the hysterical woman, crazy, wild, desperate and thinner than you can imagine. He had an eye on all sides, like rubber balls bouncing between the cavity were his sharp cheekbones. Smoked Chacuaco and I cried like a train. For the time I got to the room to check your computer accused me of having made him lose ten thousand dollars. It was funny that he was so angry about the Internet connection in your room wearing a flowered bikini on her scrawny little body.

"I'm going to sue!" He shouted, while his children and adolescents and numb by the decibels of her voice, she saw a face of those who cry knowing that compassion and empathy would not have it all easy with that woman made fiend. "I'm going to sue for all the money I have wasted!" The poor children brought giant fluorescent shorts and goggles on their foreheads waiting for the mother burst out with them a dip in the pool.

Mrs. Schwartz was a stockbroker in New York, so I shouted, but instead to wiggle out of your software to the daily supply and demand and so vacationing with her two children in paradisiacal beaches of Vallarta, it was attached to a mini laptop that warned him every fifteen seconds I had lost wireless signal ... and a few thousand dollars in the intermediate hysterical almost killed in a strike, similar to cardiac arrest I wanted to give me when I discovered to my horror that the Internet signal was almost zero while on the monitor is reflected scrawny and wrinkled face of Mrs. Schwartz shouting who knows how many expletives.

- Can we go swimming we, Mom? Asked the major with a face of eternal boredom.

- Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! "Cried the woman as if instead of listening to that question was watching your child being eaten by a trio of sharks. - Stay where you are! "And the two children returned to the couch like two puppies trained.

I ran as if instead of a mini laptop without internet connection there to have a female victim of an epileptic seizure, in the end it was true. I looked to my boss and I put half the world on alert that there was a very thin hysterical, in bikini, in a room and on the verge of suicide. We took our work tools: a ladder without a harness and a laptop that the battery not lasting, plus a few boosters (gizmos for amplifying wireless signals) that were just as mothers. Yes, believe it or not, even in the best hotels prevailing shortcomings in working instruments. We hung the near post, moved the antenna in the direction of the room, we take a couple of boosters to its mini laptop to see more horripilancia that the signal it had not gone up or a little.

less effort and resources from call reception to ask to change rooms to one another where the Internet signal was optimal, but to our dismay the hotel was with over quota. By then, twenty minutes later, Ms. Schwartz and accused us of having lost more money than we could win all our lives dealing with Internet signals and guests deschavetados.

In this situation, well we might have to give up and tell the lady who could not fix the problem and offer free wired connection in our computer center, or simply ignore the problem, report problem, declare it impossible and get some scolding the governing body and now, on with our lives.

Fortunately, I have always been and always I have worked with people willing to do something more than simple, people who go and see beyond. Indeed, in our work and our lives if we will not do the impossible, what life would joke, its successes and setbacks? Settle, squat, and pretend you do not make things worse is the deception of self and a big scam to our own lives. Over the years I discovered that my happiest moments is when I have done something for someone else, from the simple to the complex. Service to others is one of the main pillars of happiness regardless of whether we will receive something in return, whether inside or outside of work, and that is what I learned to my parents and my experience corroborates this.

course there are many people taking advantage of helpful people and others who are servile, lick balls, hung and dragged, especially in studies and more in governments ... but that's another story. :)

So what I did was: get a powerful antenna within our new and fresh arsenal of which were to be installed in the coming days, and hung from the balcony nearest to the room of Mrs. Schwartz. The building was dull and had a very narrow pots on balconies, full of thick, thorny trees of bougainvillea that I did not easy work, while my boss, no fool, holding the ladder by which I ascended. Needless to say, my foot bone that I got stuck between the trunks of the trees, I scratched his arms to position the antenna, I was filled with dust, sweat and pork under the intense tropical sun and I almost nosed when a branches would not let me move forward. "I love my job," I had to make believe through a mantra, I who love the convenience of the desktop. To cut a long story short, I ended up like a hobo when I went to the room and Mrs. Schwartz showed that their internet signal was 100 percent.

"is you made a mess, "he said as I looked up and down." I care more about the filthy connection. I'm going to enjoy the holidays with my children. And I will sue. The auction is closed and made me lose a lot of money. Much! "Told us very unhappy with the smoke of his cigar going off up your pores.

den When I returned to our operations people looked at me with surprise across the aisle, so s as colleagues in other departments. When you reach the lair my companions began to laugh at my scratches and dirt on my uniform. However, most bladder relaxes them when they discovered gracefully as my fingers out from the shoes that descend in such a mission by a stockbroker. All had tattered front because of the thorns of the trees on the balcony and that the shoes were new, and what to say they were my favorite.

smiled pleased to see me in the bathroom mirror when I got to the locker room to groom uniform and injuries, made a wreck. Mission accomplished.

Months later, I discovered a report that this woman had got up to leave the hotel to congratulate the "computer guy" for the excellent work he had done, "breaking up shoes."

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ARECES JOSE MANUEL DE AVILA .- Liberal Newspaper Editor, The Reformer

Delibes said the deceased master that which has not, politics is an understandable temptation, because it is a way of life quite easily. There is such a lack of honor and chivalry in the world of politics that does not even allow a Christmas truce in the midst of battle.

The week has been full of artificial and real conflicts. On the one hand the soap opera has given Helmets game, and will continue to do more. The media are related to the unique thought best to give the game and split the center-right vote, and the means of punishing the pavement opposite the former vice president and aligned with the official thesis of Genoa.

The English right has always been paradójicamentecainita, when voters are all very respectable people, defenders of order, freedom and democracy, yet its leaders have an obsessive tendency to respond to this way of looking at life with the monolithic and the absence of internal democracy own left more cavernous. It is said that each copy the worst of the opposite, and so in Genoa seem increasingly Ferraz's bunker, the beacon of freedom and transparency, that ideological coherence, should lead the Popular Party. The reality is that English policy is not an ideological battle for the good of the nation, but a fight cock by the internal and external control of the pen. Politics in Spain to be something noble has become a way of life, as I said at the beginning Delibes for those who have nothing, or in your pocket or in his head, and add, in the heart. The parties have become companies, brands, as recently recognized by the newly appointed candidate digital Rajoy, the great unknown called Isabel Pérez Espinosa, "nobody is above the game." What matters is not ideas, nor the debate, neither citizens nor the law, outside the party because there is no life. Listening to these statements, one wonders if the speaker is Leire Pajin, Carmen Calvo or Maleni seems we are against the Communist Party remains the third assembly. Trademark policy that we suffer in this country is summarized in people who have no or values, proposals or programs, because all this is just smoke and shadows. This big lie can not believe only the professional politicians, but shamelessly claim that to believe without ordinary mortals. But some do not communicate with millstones, and less than this size, mostly because there Almax enough to swallow this kind: In politics people have are essential programs and ideas, and construction of mark a guarantee of good government, much less when that mark, which deemed to represent certain ideas, appropriating some developed completely devoid of principles.

For English political party, a source of life insurance, retirement, home and manger. What happens is that the match word is blurred a lot about its origin. The party or faction, taking sides or posture, which are grouped around an idea, is a community, free city of a group of citizens around a few ideas, a way of seeing life and the purpose to carry it out for the common good. But in the current philosophy of party activists citizens do not count, as would Ibiza Melian, everything is resolved between the strong wholesale, chiefs turn the appliance. Nobody knows exactly how to get someone in charge of apparatchik, but we certainly know that is not done by democratic means, by direct election of the members and in competition with other candidates.

being the case we read in the press this week, the other major appliance or brand, the PSOE, Antoni Asuncion wants to expel the party for being a rebel who dared to stand against the incumbent candidate in a primary never became, by some dark dealings with the guarantees. You tell me, if not find a certain parallelism in the forms and uses of both bands. For a course that is liberal, not intolerable, but a clear sign of poor quality we can expect in the government, come come, when the parties originally aired and was not renewed with fresh blood and ideas. The juanpalomeo of the domes and appliances only leads to inbreeding, inbred mediocrity and an absolute guarantee of divorce to society. Thirty years of inbreeding in the political parties have resulted in quality characters Zapatero and Mariano Rajoy, then leave us. When citizens do not have free access, equal opportunity, by way of political parties, to provide a time of their lives to public policy, begins degenerating quality of life and therefore democratic governance, thus the deterioration of governance is more than assured.

can that many viewers and listeners, they will prove as entertaining scuffle as the embarrassing spectacle offered by the protagonists of the tabloids, in fact it seems that both sub-worlds, not only meet, but mingle. But politics in a democracy is a very serious thing that can not be in the hands of a few, especially when the exercise segundones. I remember with embarrassment the sorry spectacle of Rajoy to get rid of a man as true for this nation as Manuel Pizarro. Having used the personal pull of the nomination of Aragon, Mariano, without thinking twice, got rid of him after any one time and left more than a butt shot. When things go well, is that something is very wrong indeed. The poor, in principle can not support anyone in their environment they can do shadow, this does not have the public good, but survival in the tough guy. Only La Palma, the hangers and the fans are admitted into the circle of power, anyone who poses a threat for its worth is doomed to ostracism, defamation and civil death.

why we should not be surprised at the visceral reactions and obscene political professionals see their armchair when threatened, as was the case of the farce of insults and slights suffered by Helmets to the time of abandonment. When it comes to defending power, salary and privileges, our great men as scoundrels are shown publicly, market women, Gangs, bullies, peasant, cute, and all the rabble of the lowest funding. Because in the end the policy in Spain is not simply the art of fighting dirtier, lower the media to achieve more specific purposes, and that war anything goes. Aviados are.

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Disappointments of the decade.

The place in Zapote frogs and dogs eating feces meddling.

The pretense of safety is only a barrier to consumption and FREE

deferred for diarrhea in the version which Sayayin SUPER to purge society LESS.

If Cholera is actually a good thing!

We must therefore celebrate UN envoys who gave such a precious gift to the bums of Haiti who can not even build it. Before

had a president who could run his car at speeds of the first world, now what? They can not even build it.

our fellow admittedly Parallel Irrational World Politically Incorrect, if you do not have enough to cure diarrhea (which is treated with serum) then you simply NOT DESERVE TO LIVE IN THE FIRST PLACE.

This year ended with one of the worst decisions not only for the DEVELOPMENT and progress of our nation, but with his

DEFENSE OF SOVEREIGNTY.

We ofcourse, referring that a corrupt court eliminated the possibility of development north of our nation with open pit mining.

We say clearly, Crucitas IS DEVELOPING.

pirate ships had A lapa in the captain's shoulder. NOT OCCUPY MORE OF THESE BUGS.

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And obviously do this because the pirates on their ships with gold and jewels and had great things coming out of the ground as Crucitas spaces.

What many thought was that it was wicked MALO (deluded) that the mining was carried out by the problem of cyanide. See

people, when you can build houses with blocks of gold, why would you care about the cyanide?

The worry is the vision that has stalled the country from underdevelopment.

Even now, with the invasion of the Nicaraguan community of our country, we do not realize that Infinito Gold was going to defend the invasion of these bárabaros.

If Decoding the nature of this invasion, it is obvious that "Calero Island" (which is not just a fly useless that does not fit NOTHING, I mean, it's a piece Fuck water) they intend to build a shed Guachi.

because that serve our friends in the north to c uidar, c constructing, c Ocine and RIAR c c c hiquitos in handles. Do you understand where to go?

The Nicas are Class C. of the type of person who goes after the A (developed countries) and B (developed countries but not survive the anger).

The nature of these invasive techniques is one of theft and crime.

Infinito If we had to work and develop and the country, the solution had been given from day 1.

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company and we say, open that shit and throw him into the river cyanide. Even, even the river, because even underground seepage to the groundwater could pour cyanide into the river from the start, you simply put an explosive charge and so groundwater is contaminated.

And so, kill all C-class citizens who steal our island.

why we put flags on top . To know that's also home to one truck and our toilet are in the nation.

When taking advantage of solid matter to dispose of your body, remember that if you read this is that there is a person class C. Because it is definitely not useless on an island with useless people trying to stop his shit cosiendose hole, instead of taking whey.

MPI2 a new decade.

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2011 is the year of light

This is the story of a particle of light.

formed in an explosion caused by the collision of two particles in a space where there was only nothingness.

Nothing, as we all know, does not contain even a vacuum, because the vacuum itself is already content.

is not well understood as two particles Electromagnetic different composition were created in that space where there was just nothing, and do not care in this account of their origin, since this is the story of a particle of light (which was born of the clash between these two particles) and that the other two particles do not care much count on this occasion.

The particle movement was light, sound and expandability. The further through just growing up, leaving little streaks of light in its path. Each ray of light was interwoven between nothing and lit the space, creating in turn more light particles, that were multiplied together.

The particle of light walking through a space that someone named it after time. It was a space that did not exist because how can there be something in nothing? However, the light emanating from the particle creating the illusion of reality exist, as now within a computer screen can play with things that do not actually exist as a word processor or a satellite overview. So he built everything in its path was just a side effect holographic and clearly not true, it was just nothing enlightened, and more light is nothing more nothing is as it intensifies its nature full of nothing.

The light particle gradually built extraordianaria fabric material, changing and evolving. Each gram of matter was formed by a full string of other particles like her, the same composition and light. And were grouped together to form different kinds of things full of life and a kind of box that someone named it after consciousness.

Thus the origin of light and darkness.

The particle of light we are talking about then collided with another particle as strong and big and other particles was born as a result. It will not speak on this occasion .. Did we mention since this is the story of the original light particle?

The more light emanating from the particles of light, the darker it was nothing.
The more noise generated, the greater became the silence.
came The higher, deeper depths were constructed.
And so were born the supplements.

After a long journey, the light particle looked back and could see, through the box of consciousness, the paradise they had to build, where there was an existence on nothing, but as nothing, nothing contains, it was only a kind of hologram. And so they created life.

But now there were additions from the shock of many particles, as well as creation and life there was also destruction and death. There could be nothing without its opposite. However, while there particles of light and space with nothing, this wonderful creation light continue to grow and evolve. As noted, each building itself had a light particle and each particle of light was a universe.

Since then, created the souls and the souls of the people is just one of those light particles that cross the space and their wake birllante are leaving behind a trail of light that turns on what we all know as life.

intertwined vines of time, turning on the intricacies of the infinite sky with the lights of all witnesses, draws a snake that indicate their determinants flames irrefutable presence that we all know as the destination.

may be that one day, out of nowhere, two particles collide they see in front and be recognized and to fuse without losing its original spark, now draw two lines that belong to and are always toward the same horizon, but its true looks are kept put one over the other invariablmente, as we all know and love.

And it is love that allows this fantasy continues to grow, fueling the blue light.

2011 is the year of light. We need to radiate our inner light to build. Everything has its opposite, but it seems like darkness to prevail. Each one, individually, have the power to decide whether to build or destroy. No one can rule over our actions. I invite you to have a happy new year making their light radiate positive.

Meanwhile, deeply grateful for the year 2010. All life and the lives that remain part of the mine and new to those that have arrived. I appreciate the music, choreographic and sung, the mentioned. The opportunity to work for people in the cultural field. Support from the people around me. Encounters and clashes. The blessed and accursed bicentennial. The stages, tents and fired. and seals. The love shooting stars. Disappointments and clowns with their masks. New life is coming and arrives this year. Travel and express strong emotions. Drunkenness and sobriety. The dreams that never die. Polytropia. The sigils and magic and magic spells that work. My friends who are inseparable and far away. The lyrics as if he had enough. Reconciliations and fighting. People even I took out of his life is very much on mine. Businesses and trauma. The cafes. The loggerhead and pipes. The gym and the muscles and the size 28 as if 18. My comrades and my hours of gym coach .. Right, Isa? The small-town fairs and cultural and literary. The parade of people who have come through it all. New opportunities and millions of possibilities. The Loves stuck between misunderstandings and doubts. The feeling of being able to continue loving. Public and private surveys. The new book is already approved and get out there in March. Write. Projects to come. Critics never tire of casting shit ... Thanks!. Thanks also for that until this year that are my bosses always
also best buddies. For health. My ma and pa and my flesh and my wonderful nephews genius with what they have done growing our family. My family. The Facebook and my hundred and show contacts! For all that I forgot to mention.
Thanks for 2010!

and receive the light of 2011 with a smile and a hug for everyone reading this.

THANKS!
Adal;)