Dress For Incontinence

E Stuve in Houston visiting Macarena. I arrived on December 11. I traveled alone, and is the only time I've been traveling in an airplane that long, alone. I bought everything I could buy. Things were thrown away from cheap compared to Norway, in fact, I dare say that everything is much cheaper than in Chile. I bought $ 20 Converse sneakers, a jacket Calvin Klein for 45, a party dress for 5 (cinco! if five!) and other bargains that I caught. I took it all in an empty suitcase to me Macarena and her husband gave for Christmas, and God exists because I fit all ... And all I got many impressions of Houston:

1 .- Where is the thin people you see in the series gringo? It is not uncommon that everything we see are bad stereotypes of all countries in the world. See, the Germans are all Nazis, the French are all smelly and effeminate, unable to drive Asians, Latinos are lazy, and so on. stereotypes that put. In the end Americans are all regal, slender, beautifully smart and save the world. But obviously that the recommendation comes very close. Like all series and movies that you see come from U.S. never have allowed evil to themselves. I believe that the only correct stereotypes have not adequately exploited is that of the U.S., with Homer Simpson ... PUCH BECAUSE YOU ARE FAT AND MENS!!
I've never seen so many obese people in one place and do not impress me that they are after having proven their greasy and sugary foods. I was lucky that Macarena's house to eat a lot better than (I imagine) that is eaten in other American households. Once at the store asked if it was vegetarian because they had never seen anyone buy as many vegetables.

2 .- Why are all handled as if they had diarrhea attack? Houston rather like James, only that I recognize that people keep much cleaner the streets. At least they are clean, but look who can not handle! Everyone handles as if they were the only ones on the road. Also walking with acute diarrhea and do not know how to use the blinker. Many times I caught myself yelling obscenities and showing my angry middle finger to the idiots who crossed us as anything ahead. I almost killed the nerves. I do not understand what was the damn problem with signal when changing lanes on the highway "found it so complicated tamañana estaounidenses maneuver for their brains?

3 .- How did potentially be global? The reason I ask this question is explained in the above

4 .- Where are the Americans? When we went shopping with Macarena (or wherever we were in fact) could speak English with no problem. There were signs in English in some stores. Most people I saw were of Latino or African American ethnicity (did I say they were also obese? Pucha because they were obese!) Some Asato and a minimum percentage of "white" people. When he appeared "white" people I Macarena told him: Look, a gringo!

5 .- Where are the sidewalks? Houston is a city rare. Everything is designed for people to travel by car. I thought it was the height of laziness. There are no sidewalks, I never saw anyone walking on the street, instead saw a hit come and go pick-ups and SUVs all the time. In addition to old morbid with laziness to walk in the supermarket carts used to move seats.

6 .- Why shit shit me about prices? Whenever I saw something I liked, was that the price was right I was about to pay the exact amount I supposed, cost the product in question, I said the other side of the box had to pay two or three dollars more than what I had prosupuestado. "Including tax the price is so" I told the sellers, "In Norway, including the value of the tax on the total price" I was saying. It's like the epitome of capitalism that the tax charge you extra, if the final price will always be more, it costs them to put in the total price.



The stay was luxurious. Macarena I spent the entire third floor to myself, with bath for me, with tub and all, a king size bed and envidienme.



Is
could have behaved better?

: P obviously not ... : D THANKS

MACARENA and Frodo! : D




(ADÓPTENME!!)

Hemorroids And Brazilians

DAY 15: BYE WEEK OF MOURNING 2009

futbolero is completed this year
fulfilled, on Sunday, the day
and nothing else to offer you I dedicate this chronicle
versed.


Three matches were played this Saturday afternoon
showed that some will
that thing is hot.

Athletic won the home
his cousins \u200b\u200bNavarro
is usually what happens:
that the rich always win.

could lose to a Getafe Sevilla inspired

that drove the nail
Soldado scored twice.

Real
year just getting a win with a poor set

Maño not learned anything.

Sunday afternoon

froze to outsiders because it ended at the end
with four home wins.

Quique Atletico
still without raising his head;
or soon straightens
course or this ship will sink.
Make the Valencia
a tie
Riazor field;
anyone derail:
could have been worse!.


To harness these days with rental
to charge batteries and renew
illusions.

And I invite you to bring me to send a message
sovereign:
Happy Holidays to all friends,
uncles, relatives and siblings.

What Type Of Boxing Boot?

not want the media dimension Valencia-R.Madrid party, make us close our eyes to a fact that has happened this week and not been given the importance it deserves. This week has been rescinded the contract to a person who for the time was in the VCF, demonstrated professionalism and a love of colors that should fill us with pride to all Valencia. Yes friends, yes, you guessed it, I am referring to Ronald Koeman .......¡!.
Understandably, this past week have thrown out of AZ Alkmaar. Here in Valencia also wanted to throw Mar , but ultimately could only take to the drought in Mestalla.
I'm not saying that players should have worn black armbands today, but man, even a brown bow, yes that could have been placed.
So here we want to show our support and pay tribute to the person was the one who paved the way for the VCF is what it is now:
--- A man who knew how to bet on Cup, when his aides prefer to bet more on the long glass tube.
--- A man who was ordered to build the wall of Paterson, which today is the pride of all Valencia, for their solid structure and modern design, comparable to the great works of Santiago Calatrava.
--- A man who knew how to implement the decisions sports which marked the largest shareholder, with discipline and submission.
--- One man, Ronald Koeman, who contributed, and how-to development and prosperity of the Cooperative of the Barony of Turis, downing, he alone, more than half hold in the short time he was with us.
I hope the weather (and a judge) ever do justice to this character. We on our part, we have given our verdict.

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CANAL FÚRBOL TODONOTICIAS

The RFEF is considering making changes to the Cup championship, ahead of next season. Trying to approach the English model of the Carling Cup , the first thing you do is put the name of John Carling Cup instead of Copa del Rey, as usual. "At the moment the only thing we thought," said a spokesman for the Federation accredited. ****************************************

President honor and glory of Real Madriz, D. Alfredo Di Stefano, has suggested to the technical secretariat of the club the convenience of signing Brazilian playmaker Elano, to join his compatriot Kaka, because according to D. Alfredo "El-anus and Kaka are inseparable." Following this theory, we add, should also sign the Brazilian Maicon, for Maicon and Guti are also inseparable. ****************************************

The VCF player Miguel Brito was the Last week the directors met with Javier and Fernando Gomez, explaining the reason for their delays in some training. Apparently, Michael could be compiling a guide of nightclubs, bars and nightlife, which would market under the name of Miguelín Guide , independent of the other known as Michelin and is more focused on Bars and Restaurants. If confirmed, this fact would be justified partying, since it means we need to do a field study to provide the stars Miguelín locals who deserve it most. It appears that neither Javier Gomez and Fernando were very convinced with the explanation. ****************************************
According to sports daily
Chupen Delpote Valencia, the VCF would be interested in signing players Jovanovic, Petronovic, Pascualovic, Lucianovic, Manolovic, and Argentines Carolovic Chori Domínguez, Chori Gutierrez Chori Martínez Rodríguez Chori, Curro Jiménez, Speedy Gonzalez, and John, Perico, and Andrew, and so complete a list of 98 players, always with the rigor that characterizes this informative newspaper. "If anything any of these signings bear fruit, we have another list with 300 names, that will come out next week in a central drop in full color," said its director and Tipunto Marpunto Cpunto Jpunto. ****************************************
VCF
President D. Manuel Llorente met last week with the template to expose the new disciplines. The most notable is that from now on, any player who arrives late to a workout, for having left the night before, shall be punished by spending a night in a hotel in the company of Carmen de Mairena. The aim is to create the player a state of shock that serves to suppress their desire to party. According to Dr. Candel, this measure could cause some fisureta in the back straight player back, but nothing that can not be recovered with five or six days of rest and good treatment with petroleum jelly.

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Kings of Convenience in Oslo ... and happiness

And finally the day had come! : D On Friday Kings of Convenience is presented in Oslo. I myself am so devoted and good fan came early. In fact I asked my heads at work I got the morning shift (starting at 06:45) to go to Oslo as early as possible, and I saw that when you arrive and there would be a row mile long, but no. Since I have a boyfriend (boyfriend) as chicken, I had to go alone because the cuteness does not like the duo gets horribly jealous of Erlend Øye, but more so, because in the end he loses on the other hand was free to do whatever he wanted ... more or less.

Finally, there was one-stop around an hour, when Macarena called me and we start to talk at length, because when she calls me we hang the phone. Suddenly I was running around, commenting that Bergen was Macarena time I do not know that the rain in Houston, "It will be very cold in Houston when you travel?" and I turn y. ..

AAAAAALEEEEELUUUUYAAAAAAA!

"MACARENA! Erlend Øye! Erlend Øye is! I have to cut, more time call me, bye! "Macarena and not knowing if I understood something of what he stammered, I cut and I was watching Erlend imbecile (Apart from that I felt like a fool, there, solísima, waiting to be opened) I really felt the victory song was playing or something and saw lights coming out of the body of Erlend. He was talking about something important with whom he seemed to be his father. And I also thinking of taking the peferí paparazearlo camera but keep your composure and not get angry Erlend. Suddenly when I turn I see Eirik ago, and I was the most lucky of the universe! And what did he do? was leaving and going to cross the street when I said "Yeah, it's now or never coolies, if you miss this opportunity, you lose it no more" and ran away as a ridiculous behind Erlend and I said ... Ahem: I

: sorry if annoying, but I can ask you for an autograph? Erlend
deep sighs and tells me to face I do not want, but I " A autograph? ... Oooh ... good and ...
I felt like burying a Zable me in the stomach and thought he had lost a fan Erlend.
ME: If too much trouble, no matter (the Lamb faces come along with such phrases)
Erlend is that we really have little time and we go to eat first. I'll give an autograph after the concert.
ME: But I forget the autograph.
Erlend * laughs * I
: By the way, if you wanted to know was my gift.
Erlend, who was to leave listísimo turns and changes my face and I finally smiles So you were the one who brought me a bottle of Chilean liquor? It was very good.
(not even I had to say what a gift it was: D)
The happiness did not fit me.
ME: You have to combine with lemon juice: P y. .. emmmm ... that ... well ... you are fine * babbling * good bye.




I do not know which side I had, but it was a very intelligent face, I think, because I was nervous, too nervous and too lonely.



Well, about a flurry of calls telling who would that I had met with Erlend.



And at about 19:30, half an hour to open, began to form the row and me trying to get talks to whom out. Suddenly I realize I'm in the wrong row, it was for people who had printed the entry and I had an ordinary input. So I went to the other line ... Where there was only me and a guy behind me. And this guy was alone I started talking and we hit it off and never missing a patch for a descocido saw? So during the concert we sat together, talked enough. His name was Alexander and he was half German. Why peak when you're totally in love and without intending to look the other way as man know there attraction? in short story in itself.



And the concert? To talk about ... was fantastic. Beginning the duo, alone with their two guitars, performed tracks from his new album and earlier, Mrs. Cold, Homestick among others. Eirik Bergen joking and saying that the capital should be someone out there shouting "Viva Sweden" and Erlend face him with hatred. Then he joined his musicians (who plays the violin and who plays the bass) and they played Behind Boat, Toxic Girl, I'd Rather Dance With You, and even an excerpt from one of the songs of Kiss put between. These guys know how to get the public pocket and have more than 800 people surrendered at his feet. All you can, in fact, I had commented on how ridiculous it was to have space to stand during the concert and not seats have been made, because the type of music that is so like KoC has to relax, sit back and enjoy, but I am a heretic because these guys managed to make the public dance, with violins, guitars, bass and piano did it!. Erlend is pulled up to the public and everything. They are from another universe I think. To conclude the concert with "Get up stand up ..." Bob Marley. It is impossible not to love them.







A video (I did not take me) to see what you missed: P



Although the concert was half ruined me because I was half expecting her to finish. I was so nervous and trying to devise a plan to go to get my autograph.


When the concert ended, Alexander tells me that there is nowhere to wait for Erlend and Eirik came out and was going to taxi "taste, talk, bye." Alone again. Although I was extremely ridiculous, I did not want to move. People started to leave, and few people were already leaving the premises. When I heard he sang happy birthday in Norwegian I approached the bar and see Erlend with friends and some fans.






I slipped in between and tried to put him talk to a Norwegian couple who also were after some autograph. I asked them to take me a picture Erlend when we had the opportunity to speak. Erlend just took his time, turning from side to side. I was expecting him with a face of an idiot. It took a thousand photos embraced some little girls, pretending to be nice and letting love. Finally he was released and I come with my cd and a pencil, and without saying anything he stretched out his arms and face get: "Please?" Erlend just looks at me and then I says: Aaaaah you again. I signed the cover with a strange squiggle as the pencil does not write finished rayándome entire cover, so menso, like I want a whole striped cover. I asked for a picture that came out horrible because I left with half-closed eyes and double chin, thank God invented Photoshop. "So birthday? Once they meet?" I said, "34 years" and told me I was going to say "aaah mish, get this ..." when I had turned away and began to talk to someone else.

"The moment conversation ends she's gone ... again"



in fins, the thing is that the Norwegian left and guess what ... I was alone again. I went to meet my dad. I called 5 times and say, "no daughter, if you come and come" and I died of cold outside, so I asked the guard who opened me please or I froze. Let me in and what we expected in (ie, one year) saw Eirik trying to open the door and I making a sign that the door was not, was the other next door. I would ask for photo and autograph too but I saw him talking on the phone and like nothing to do, right?



a few minutes appears Erlend humming and stare, as well as who is looking for someone to admire, no? Erlend as he thinks I'm going to say something, I dunno, but as it also looks at me as that. Well, how would I be without saying the last words in my life I say:

"Erlend, congratulations on your birthday and the concert, thanks for the experience, it was all wonderful, I felt like an idiot I felt like my heart almost came out, but it was all wonderful, that's all wonderful, "
Erlend
and look at me with tenderness and says

" Well, I think I have to go because I'm very tired and I feel bad "

I was going to say bye but it was out the door without more: /
(will be scared because he thought I was waiting for him at the door because I wanted to make a move to take him to bed? xD that would have been the most embarrassing I could spend my whole life.)


And that was when I felt like the worst jerk in the universe.

Ps But I still insist that the concert was wonderful.

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Assorted Memories dull

N or I can believe that boredom reached these limits. I am more bored than is morally permissible (if they get bored out immoral). The days go so slow. The Friday concert will go to the Kings of Convenience in Oslo and I can not wait! In addition to the December 11 trip to Houston. Who would have thought, I traveled to the USA Together. Before I could say "Cuba" had everything ready and bought tickets to go to Gringolandia. Who saw me and who I see. More things to expect and more anxiety. Not that travel to the United States has been a dream of life, but I will because I have very good reasons: one I'm more than anything to see Macarena, Mexico is technically Houston DOS, TRES Tickets were at a reasonable price, FOUR A trip is a journey, and learn about another country, is an opportunity: D also what is the point to attack a country if you have never been there (at least now I can criticize even more so) and FIVE: Shooooooooopping! !!

AJAJAH and this has to comment: When requesting an application for entry into the U.S. (via internet) I had to fill out a form. Asked relevant data such as passport number, age, names, addresses etc etc. and other relevant data such as pure weas:

- Have you engaged in espionage in Nazi Germany between 1939 and 1945? -Si-Do not

BY QUÉEEEEEEEEEEEE, not my culpaaaaaa, I do not want to be bad, or want to generalize, but they force me to believe that Americans have half a brain mass orangutan.

Or maybe not so stupid, maybe they have a telepathic lie detector tracks the lies either another to respond to the questionnaire. Although it must be a genius to know that I could not have been involved in spying for the Nazis if not even my parents were born at that time.



Anyway ...

PS: Yes, I agree with you, this post was a real scam.

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Given the large amount of holes that are on the steps of Mestalla in every game and knowing failure of the campaign of "empty seats" promoted by the club, which has become popular among the fans, we have created the platform (non profit) "sponsors a Valencia", to try to end this problem.
"Sponsor a Valencia" is formed by a group of people who are willing to go cap, forgiveness, to go with hat and scarf VCF to cheer the team at the Mestalla. Even the VIP box, if necessary.
This campaign is aimed at you, a partner at Valencia, which I brought out four assists as a forum, just to show off your purchasing power to your neighbors apartment, Despite knowing that neither your wife or your children would never see a game. We offer you the opportunity to purge your pride by donating your passes for other disadvantaged Valencian you use them. Take advantage of this campaign, Become a donor!.
And you, a sinner gone astray, did you get the credit you can only get away on Sunday with the mistress, who had to get used to the poor, to make love listening to Carrusel Deportivo, because you had to find out the party by then if you ask your wife. Now's your chance to redeem your sins by donating your pass for a good cause. Go for it, donate your pass!.
And you, simple soul, that bought two tickets, only that it was your girlfriend once said she was excited seeing the legs of the players, and you thought you were taking it to the field to catch chub insurance, and now they left you and has been busy a friend of yours that leads to the basket, it now says that what really puts are basketball players, which have longer legs ....... Give your passes and compensate for your misery by making other people happy.
And you, bread without salt, you had to get a ticket for not less than your peers of the fault, but you really are over Real Madrid that the very Sánchez Arminio and Diaz Vega together. And you stopped going to the field because since your colleagues discovered that Florentine carried on mobile screensavers, you collejas swell to ever score a goal to Valencia. Do not let those bastards are putting their filthy feet on your seat and pipe full of shells. Donate your pass and we will fill, as far as possible the gap left by you.
All those interested in making a donation, can enter page www.apadrinaunvalencianista.com , and find all necessary information.

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has been called the 1 st edition of the Poetry Contest The Misguided Muse for new writers, which were runners the following works: First Runner

Title: Tot per l'air
Author: bigot's uncle

When I was little pot

drank milk and
big boy now I'm not, I stain my mustache .
My father bought a boat
and one day I picked it;
I do not walk
I got it before crossing the pond
the boat and it sank. SECOND RUNNER


Title: Puta
Crisis Author: The Lady of the pamelas

I had a
pamela and a mink coat and my father

a gazelle and my husband a chair;
and wore the cleavage
if thirds occasion. More
brick because now I'm
market: the rooster
Moron!. THIRD RUNNER


Title: Thanks for all
Author: The preacher

Although there is no God but one
to me we two,

me like no workaround to live ..... as God.
Well as I said to Paul
in a conversation in Beijing or
Castellón
I sell my soul to the devil
if not easy commission. And fourth quarter


Title: ... I a merda!
Author: Monchito

Fuck the calm sea! Milk
cago'n fucked!,
I'm like a banshee
the toilet all day.

I have to control from now on that m'he pasao

laxative and can not stop shit
behind and ahead.

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A yer went out with some friends and I took up the inconvenience. Malita was, but I have memories (glad for that!) I recall going into a tailspin at an ATM to take out 200 crowns (would have taken 100 but 200 is the minimum) When I enter the balance to retire, I put a 0 over and more auction, rather than cancel the operation I give the button "OK" Noooooo! and that money is not technically mine, was the student loan and two lucas (2,000) is too much money right now. That's not the worst of the worst is going out and leaving behind me a ticket for 500 CZK stuck in the ATM, for sueeeeerte, the guy behind the row was honest and told me that I was staying so great quantity. "Thanks, thanks a million!" I told him and give him a hug almost euphoric, but I wanted to save face or at least simulate some sanity that I was staying. We went to a local-fuzzy memories, and ended up dancing with a guy who made me compliments and asked where I was. "I was born in Norway, but my parents are Chilean" I said. "Chilean Aaaaaah!? The Latin girls are so beautiful, You are so beautiful!" and I like "yiiiaaa ¬ ¬ ah?" Suddenly, I thought that named Marcelo Salas, but who would remember Marcelo Salas at this point if people here will hopefully know that Chile is "the long and narrow country that is in the south." "Marcelo Salas! De Chile!" repeated after me. "You know who Marcelo Salas? and he says: "SIIIII Marcelo Salas, Lazio. World 98 ', I had a shirt Marcelo Salas as a child." "Do not creooooo" I said. "No, if it's true! Seriously! ... Watch this girl is from Chile "added to the end, when a friend approaches him. To this the friend says:" Chileeee, Zamorano, Bam-Bam "and I frikadas at all, I started to laugh and treat as charlatans: "I do not think they know Zamorano and Salas" (of course, probably saw it on wikipedia to tell me who came from Chile ... they gross me if I knew they were saying ... blame the alcohol.) So I swore that the pair of belly knew and admired the Sa-Za pair of children, who would have thought, when I thought that this "world famous" they had was not just a story of the Chilean press that is always looking inflate Chileans abroad and so, for us to believe that de verdad sobresalimos cuando no es así. Pero se vio que Salas y Zamorano al menos eran conocidos aquí xD.
Aquí en Noruega los locales cierran por ley no más allá de las 3 de la mañana, así que a las 4 estaba yo, muerta de frío golpeando la ventana de Johan para que se dignara a abirme la puerta y después de una hora de llantos y deseseración y golpes en la ventana, Johan se apiada de mí y me abre la puerta. No me quise ir a mi casa porque el taxi me costaba una fortuna y caminar desde el centro a la casa de Johan no era mucho.
Hoy día apareció en mi cartera una tarjeta de presentación:

[Nombre modificado apto para ser publicado aquí] : " Jon Magnus Rød, Eiendomsmegler (real estate broker) ".... xD

I vomited up what I could, so I take no more I swear that no more

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hungover Why have not updated

1 .- o S so loose that I'm too lazy to open the desk and start writing blogger.
2 .- Sometimes when you managed to overcome laziness and start writing it, I realize that I lack inspiration.
3 .- Very often, when I have inspiration the fact I'm too lazy to write.
4 .-... And very often, I have no time to write (Who deception? If I have time, what happens is that I'm walking around Facebook, blogs, I check mail, read newspapers, and end up doing nothing)
5. - Other times, when it finally occurs to me to write something, I finish reading what I wrote and preguntadome myself "Who will want this ridge?"
6 .- I am ashamed to read what I write after having written a long time and re-read.
7 .- I want to keep a line on this blog where everything I write is chistosísisisismo and irreverent, but not always I'm in the mood to write something hilarious and irreverent. So I decide I better not write anything and wait until I can think of something really good. 8 .-
good ideas well with anything I frequently visit.
9 .- My life seems very interesting, but maybe others will find interesting to read what my life in Norway, but what story?
10 .- I have a boyfriend who has stolen my computer while at his internet failed him. Luckily, they have fixed and every time you want I can use my computer without having to share it ever!
11 .- I need encouragement and ideas How do they maintain a well updated blog?

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Happiness

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Visiting Erlend Øye

M i Macarena friend invited me to visit to Bergen. I arrived last Tuesday and came to my house on Monday to start classes today. Bergen liked a lot. Bergen had never been before and I must say it is a beautiful and picturesque town full of people of all colors and nationalities and a lot of history to his credit. I had a luxury. Macarena behaved very well, I felt at my own house, thank you very much Macarena!

One of the things we did was to leave on Wednesday to tour the center and visit the most important. Macarena I said before leaving: "You going to take Erlend pisco to ? "and I like" Eeeem, if po, obvious "thinking it might be a possibility, but never thinking it was real. We took the pisco, wrapped in a bag and left the center. In the center, while walking took advantage of buying a gift bag to put the bottle of pisco and a card I wrote something like this: "Erlend Kjær, Gratulerer med den nye platen, glede meg veldig til Konsert, ha Gave fra liten Chile, hilsen, Natalie " (Dear Erlend, Congratulations on the new album, looking forward to the concert, have a small gift Chile, Greetings, Natalie)

After walking and walking a while we approached the area where you live Erlend (Do not think I'm psycho, the truth is that we had left home at last, ha!) is a neighborhood very indie, it is said that almost all artists and musicians live there, in fact, the facades of the houses in this sector are protected and can not be modified, by its owners, certainly are very modern inside (well worth a fortune) but look as if taken out of the year intact 1800. Which is located either in Bergen district will know what I speak. Maca said she knew from living Erlend such thing and that we should look at the streets that followed, the houses marked with the number 7 (for example). In the two houses that we saw nothing. In one, the bell had written: "Tum Tum Tam" and the other had nothing in the ring. I lost hope. I figured if a celebrity did not want to be bothered by fans, it is probably going to put a false name, or not going to put any name on the bell. As I was almost sure it was one of the two houses of Erlend and certainly not achieve locate, never EVER!

It was raining and Mikel was sleepy, so we went to a cafe and take advantage of relax (relax) between the baby slept. Macarena told me: "You What? We to go home or not? "and I thought what we would find if you probably would find nothing, but gave me encouragement Maca (aaaaw!) and when the baby slept the owner asked if I knew the coffee street and told us that yes, there was only a few feet away.

The gift and card.

Ooooo, I was going to the heart of the excitement, I began to twist the belly and I was getting really anxious.

started walking and quickly find the street you are supposed to live it. We got home, we went to see the two rings. On the second floor out four names, none was to him ... but I'm not going to believe. Macarena says, "Oooooh look!" and points to the lower ring, I almost go the eyes. Macarena as I put in all colors and I gave between pain and laughter (who knows which side started). There, written in pencil to humbly red paste, probably from his own hand, leaving your beautiful name (which also means "eye" to all this): Hey.








Beside the door was a window with the blinds open. I looked quickly and took a mental picture. By the window had a desk with a stack of papers, envelopes unopened (seemed accounts) a huge book that said "MAD" and "guitar" old. Do not think it was guitar, by size. He looked more like an old guitar in wood, but a toy, or some other stringed instrument. I jokingly told him that Erlend Macarena we would not have any problem when we got married, because we were equally messy. Can not find it incredible? Can you imagine going to the home of the most admired celebrity in the world and see your stuff, your door, your doorbell, your street? For me it was like being closer to Erlend (like the time I jokingly asked marriage, in the concert he gave at the Cine Normandie, in Chile, and took my hands and I reached the mouth to kiss me, jokingly, clearly, and I am as dull as I managed not to steal shamelessly and then there were a lot of comments from people, obviously moved by envy, bad vibes on the Internet, they did not understand the humor sympathetic mine or my future husband, and took it all serious like fools without thinking that in fact the type had taken it with humor, laughing with me ... or of me xD) Having seen her stuff on the window gave me an impression of a real human being (but wonderful beautiful, impressive, with the best voice, best songs, etc. etc.) a close and not just a picture or a voice on the cd of the car, for example.

I rang the bell three times, but nobody came. And as I had given up, Macarena I started taking pictures before we left. In it he played in bell and I took pictures Macarena, appeared a man who was walking down the street, up and down and stared at us and then asked us in English: "Are you looking for Erlend? (I already saw that the Lord poured with fresh winds and we asked to be left alone because they were fed up with the dislocated fans who went to the house to visit) I said yes, that we were looking to give a gift. And the Lord this tells us (even in English): "Is that Erlend is, went yesterday to Berlin




waaaaaay NOOOOO, I said. I told him I came from Chile just to see him (which lies: P) and began to laugh and repeated that he had gone already, not knowing when he would return because Erlend is always coming and going from Berlin all the time and you never know with certainty when it returns.
"But if you want the gift you can leave me and I'll give. Wait here, I'll go get a camera to take a picture and show it when the gift.

Knight enters the apartment that was in front of Erlend and returns with a camera and takes me two pictures. Macarena asked the gentleman from when I met Erlend and he said that since Erlend was 17 years (did I imagine 17 years? Oooh that tenderness xD) I asked if Erlend had always lived there and the gentleman told us no, he had moved a year and a half. It was obvious that Erlend's neighbor was a good person and that the gift was in good hands. We told him that we came from Chile, Erlend Øye, the concert had told the story of how they met parents, and that was thanks to the committee that organized in Norway for supporting the resistance in Chile during the dictatorship and my dad also had to do with it because he had been exiled (77 if in doubt it is doubtful xD) and had been active since then. Erlend's neighbor smiled and said that clearly, it seemed that many Chileans had arrived in Bergen at that time and that sounded the story (for those who believed that Erlend told the same story in all the countries with dictatorship, well, know that the story was true and not a ploy to win public support, YEY!)

Macarena begins to speak in Norwegian neighbor, and Mr. I was going to translate when I say, not if I also speak Norwegian

And the neighbor Aaaaah and why we were talking in English then? and ran off laughing.

And I: do not know!

Chan!

Photo YEY of victory. I found the house of Erlend Øye!

Anyway, I think maybe it was for better Erlend has not appeared. I believe that when that door opens I fall to the ground, Faint (ie cardiovascular attack) and that things happen for a reason because it is not yet my time to go xD. In addition there is the possibility of returning to Bergen because I was the only witness to the crash that occurred between the bus and a car were going to be inconsiderate crossed in front, and it occurs to me to open the jar and say, "Not if I saw everything that happened" feeling some pity for the driver the bus that left me more chills Erlend ringing the bell, knowing always the bus drivers are to blame for any accident, whether or not ... xD so ... anyway ... anecdote after anecdote.

Ah! Kings of Convenience and new album out in October, will be called Declaration of Dependence. YEY. Will be touring to promote it and conclude with a concert in November here in Norway, who will attend whatever the cost, ejale!

Greetings!

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My platonic love. Photos

Hey you, yes, you, know that I speak unto you, do not read because I'm embarrassed xD




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O Diaba go to school (to see if that word is too strong, or just the opposite: not enough to describe what I felt) from the 6th base, when I switched from teacher and school day , who was in the morning and then had to go in the afternoon, I had entered a depression and I hated school with all that that meant. I entered seventh grade and my life changed, I swear, there is a before and after this.

makes me laugh to remember, do not know if it's the pleasant sensation of butterflies in the stomach, or the funny way I behaved for four tortuous years. But well, I fell in love, if I fell hopelessly blind and had never been before, what was the problem? He did not even know I existed. I talked to him in a previous post , but now I will get to deepen, as it were: B

I, as I said, was in seventh grade, things were brightening a bit, because we were bigger, teachers changed us back (is that I did not like the previous one, I felt so incompetent and reactionary, la la) and I returned the day in the morning. They spent a few weeks until I saw it. [WARNING: VERY cheesy PHRASES BELOW] shone out from the rest because all he was glow: B Oooh! his eyes, his face, the way you walk, how to comb, using the uniform EVERYTHING!. I was stuck with him four years. And when I punch, I say, PE GA DA. One day, for example, the language teacher asked me to shift me, as far away from the window, because I spent looking out at every turn. This was terrible: every time the bell rang, I stuck to the window to see when he went to his classroom. He was in the first half and middle school rooms were on the second floor of the school, in front of the rooms where I studied. Can anyone imagine? was becoming the buzzer sounded. And that was at least 6 times a day (one in the morning to get two to exit and enter the first break, two more for the second, and one to go home) does not surprise me if he was ever seen . What was special about him? I do not know specifically, I think everything could not explain. Mine was like a fanatic, because I'd never been / talked to him, but still worshiping in secret. It's like that happens to a celebrity-good so was mine. Until the school began to look better for me (though not the shouts, of course). Since Friday I did not like because it meant I could not see him the next day. Nor holidays or when school closed three days because of rain. He was the reason to get up every morning. I still do not understand when or how. How so obsessed with someone who had not even exchanging a word. Butterflies, spring blossoms, these things remind me of the time.

You know what happened next? After a year of loving in secret, praise His name, licking the ground she walked, by writing millions of letters never sent him, taking account in a notebook, with day, date, hour, minute, as I was with him, decided to take the * big * step. It was time to talk to him and let him know of my existence right? What is the best thing I can think of? CALL! Why queeeeee nobody stopped me? Why no one came with a shovel to hit me in the head and unconscious me to keep my hands to take that phone and dial that number that day I phone that looked like a psychopath? Why? There were four or five calls happiness extreme, shocking! He, he was talking to me, ME! His voice was so, perfect xD. And laugh if you want what I will tell you, one conversation I remember was something like:

Me: Hello , "Ignacio? (names have been changed deliberately provided to protect the identity of the poor victims of the event)

Ignacio: Yes him, Who do I have the pleasure?

Me: Eeeeem is queeee ... eeem ... You do not know me and when I leave my private identity ... [SO HOW RIDICULOUS!]

Ignacio: Heh, heh ... Well.

What makes love and desperation, I think he understood and was never rude to me, never ran with some excuse or "I'm not Tell" and always spoke to me calling him sympathetically, as any decent person (that's why I loved you were!?)

After the "quick call appropriate" ¬ ¬, it occurs to me the brilliant idea of \u200b\u200binviting him to leave [They must think I have no friends because no one stopped me at the moment right!] and what he says: "It quee ... I pololear" and I "aaaahm ... good, but ..." JUST ME AND LA PLATA THE DAMN PHONE! Have you noticed that the cell phone battery runs out or the money in the wrong time? I began to mourn for the frustration, not by the shame of having done the crazy all the time, but the frustration of running out to tell him what I wanted to say, because the evil cell ate as if nothing valuable minutes that same day was charged (hence the company went bankrupt JA!)

After that we went on vacation, so I did not see for two and half months eteeeernos. When you go to class again, things had changed a bit. I spent the first half and he a third party. But my feelings remained the same, the same letters never sent him with the same words written, the same texts from which he was leading and the same boundless admiration. I traveled to Norway for a vacation, and returning, I was invited to the birthday of a classmate. AND THERE WAS my platonic love. Ay! Ignacio, if you knew me as I was leaving the heart every time I saw you and be near you was like a thousand needles in your arm crack. What happened was that as everyone knew that I liked Ignacio, my friends and the others began to swell, "I po, look, if you are alone there, take it out to dance, if they will dance no more" and I would like and I repent. "No, no shame" One friend (so ubicadita it ¬ ¬) I told him I was dying to dance with him, but as I dared to take him to dance, take me out it. As was his style, so nice and straight, and elegant, rich varus nil, 1,2,3 ricooo ! I started to dance. Were the two most beautiful love songs all my life until then, how is that? How 6 minutes? dance finished, we parted, each to his side, but it was the biggest moment of happiness at that moment of my life.

Since then we had like 2 times we exchange words, or something. And time passed, and he fourth means left and went to study in another town and never saw him again. Suddenly we were talking on msn, but it was not a big deal. In addition to msn also disappeared. I did not know anything about him anymore. The school was again the same martyrdom before. It was not the same without him.

some time ago he had been dreaming. I saw him at school, as seen before, short hair so well groomed, with the school uniform, in the same place that used to meet friends. And then appeared on Facebook. And added it to my liking, I agreed. Lots has changed. There is a lot like the image I had of him in my head. You have to beard and long hair. Is love. I dare not even write any comments on the wall of messages Why? we were never really friends, but I would love, really. I have it there, watching as before, though in different ways because, although I still feel admiration for him, is not the same as before, obviously. It's just a souvenir, I like to remember him, and that this would be it.

:)

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swap! Bizarro

A qui are some pictures of the swap! yey!


UPDATE:
Here is the photo he sent Macarena:


This is the swap was de Tatiana:






This is Killa:






And this is mine:





for whom will they be? eh eh eh! will soon! ... Wait patiently for yours!

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L-word "bizarre" is very bizarre (has endured many things). Sounds like slate. It also looks like his false friend "bizarre" in English. What happens is that "bizarre" and "bizarre" Someday, many years ago were born together. They were Siamese twins, of the same family. But the family was disintegrating, (reportedly fought over money and inheritance issues) the sisters "bizarre" and "bizarre" were adopted by other families. The family of "bizarre" was called English ... A "bizarre" liked weird stuff. Suddenly, gave color to dress provocatively, and hats made from animal parts. One day I could run away from where I was, sitting on the couch for example, flapping his arms and screaming like bird in heat. "Bizarro" after the operation to separate her sister had been very ill and had many depressions. It was adopted by the family, "English." His family watched as he suffered days day. "Bizarro" was unfortunate, but knew how to get ahead. His family saw that "bizarre" was very brave . The problem was that "bizarre" as it was half alien, and had a great resemblance to his Siamese twin, a day decdió appearing for the family of "bizarre." Everyone saw it and did not deny the resemblance. So much so that one day until they forgot that "bizarre" was (and was brave) and were impregnated quirky behavior "bizarre." At the end of the poor "bizarre" was made by bizarre and weird too. When it was not so!, BIZARRO IS BRAVE, NOT RARE!


I LOAD people who believe that bizarre = weird / bizarre.

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More information for the swap and deadlines

A intention! From tomorrow, Monday, July 20 will have two weeks of term to assemble and send your swap. I've sent messages to each one showing who is friends with whom secret. Who have not sent me your address must do so soon.

• swaps should be all sent to the 1st of August (although the sooner the better) The
• have problems with that date must send me an email warning and telling me what the problem and when sent, without fail, the swap.
• Before sending your package, take a picture of the package or its contents (wrapped in gift paper, hopefully, to no surprise arruniar, P) and upload a photo to your blog / photo envíeenme me. All photos will be posted on my blog:).

Questions? Questions? Do not forget you can wonder what they want!

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W enas! Ladies of the swap, tell them that the deadline has closed and we are 5 (five) which we participate. The name below ejemmm:

- Macarena
- Killa
- Tatiana
- Liv
- Who writes

We agreed that the amount was approximately 15 euros (excluding postage) Please send between 4 and 10 items + a secret note to your friend (note you send it as a separate item not count as) The deadline for making the swap are ready to send two weeks, I hope enough time, have any objection to tell me previously. We will be mailing the name of her friends secret. I have no e-mail of all, so please if you know that I do not have your e-mail to afumhue@gmail.com mandemelo . The theme of the swap is summer and our friends secret that they make it easier to know what to send, I created the following questionnaire which I hope will all respond:

1 .- What do you most remember the summer?:
* What color?:
* What flavors?:
* What smells?:

2 .- What kind of smells, flavors or colors you dislike?

3 .- What did not you get? (Either because you have allergies, phobias, you find that ugly ...)?

4 .- What kind of things would you like to receive? (Considering the budget)

5 .- Is there anything that you use only in summer and not the rest of the year? (Bypassing the blocker)

6 .- What size do you use?

7 .- Do you wear makeup or jewelry?

8 .- Do you have any hobbies or collect anything?

9 .- Discuss your experience with the summer in childhood and tells if you have a nice memory.


And do not forget to contact me if you have any questions ... Swap Happy!

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questionnaire

P or finally changed the template. The truth is that it is not yet complete, in fact I would say that is half way because the head you see is totally temporary and certainly not enough to fully appreciate it from all computers (if you see the head cut off, he says) I was hard to put the header on the left, was there from last night trying to run the head and just today I realized what it was xD but as you can see I still have a gray area ... Anyone know how I can do to repeat the header? ("repeat bottom left is the code but no where crested paste) someone with compassion to help me, please, that this template is not half-finished as above (a never finished the previous" fix ")

Another thing: The deadline to register for the swap is today, do not miss it;).

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European Swap!

Update! enroll term is until 15 July ...

So far we are five registered participants, we expect more = D. The idea is to register early to the swap is sent before the summer is over! xD that's the idea of \u200b\u200ba summer-themed swap, right? xD. Eye: Any regular reader of the blog Macarena may also participate, though it has never commented on mine ...

I invite the participants of the previous swap (in Europe) to sign up too! = D yey

B ood! Already completed the swap blog Macarena, we can get down to work for a new one. Although the other swap is still giving some tail, I'll be terminated because I know that the last missing packet coming, coming soon = D. This time we have preferred to limit it to Europe for two reasons: shipping costs, so we can include more and better things in our packages. The other thing is that after a swap has been more for those who want to participate than in Europe. In short, the rules are the following:

- Live in Europe
- Join in the comments, saying: "I participate and I live ..." When commenting, please suggests an amount of money for this swap.
- Have a blog and / or have participated in the previous swap
- For reasons of "security" is not going to accept people who have no blog and / or who have never commented on this blog.
- THEME: Summer. It can include any item related the summer. If you wish, you can add a wish list, so that your friend or secret or make it easier to find gifts. You can add a list of things you do not want / can get (if you have allergies, you hate a specific color, etc)
- Amount: To be discussed.
- Deadline: You have two weeks to register, starting today. The delivery times will be discussed later.


expected to enroll! = D

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A case of life ...

I ba I walk in Oslo last Saturday was ... I had to cross a zebra crossing to get to the mall that was across the street. The green light is a pedestrian traffic light was still turned on, although intermittently but still blinking. When I was in the middle of the pedestrian crossing (zebra crossing eternal, for that matter) it gives me a shiny BMW in front, side and driver magazine model, English probably because I was driving with the steering wheel on the right side . Down the window and I start making a sign to me to pass rush. It takes me even more to spend (it was my turn yet po!). The guy turns to wave. That's when I turn the face with a look of hatred and say calm down!

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Commentary by Roger Cohen: Iran, Israel, USA

Roger Cohen

( www.iht.com / Passagen ) has a very interesting season and very sensible publishing articles about the U.S. relationship with Iran, on the one hand, and Israel, on the other. Thus, today's article in Herald Tribune, March 23 , the new policy indicates that Iranian President Obama will

rising tensions with Israel. Cohen understands that the Iranian ayatollahs are anything but mad, they are calculating, and these estimates will lead to take Obama seriously. I can not dwell on any comment now, I just want to quote the last sentence of your article today (From Tehran to Tel Aviv): "America's Israel-can-do-no-wrong-policy've Been Disastrous, not least for Israel's long-term security."

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We and Obama: Kosovo, mon amour

We, the English have, such as artichokes, hard and leathery exterior, but, instead, exhibit a secret tender heart. So, all this rigmarole of Kosovo, our government has shown the new Obama administration how stiffness and tenderness combined transforming almost any instance of international politics insignificant it may seem, in unpredictable and fickle people. We are all heart. We decided to withdraw from Kosovo, a wise decision, but we have to "heart heart "bypassing foreign ministries, embassies and European alliances, not to mention our own Defense Ministry, who have left in the wrong place: malavisamos of our intentions at all. But we will apologize directly to President Obama. love Aznar both Obama and Bush loved. From heart to heart. As he says, wisely, Jose Maria Ridao in his article "Diplomacy without a job" (El País, Monday March 23, 2009): "The mission in which Spain participates in Kosovo is vested in the NATO, not the United States. It is, therefore, illogical that while the announcement of the withdrawal was announced one day to the secretary general of the Alliance, the correct address to the government in Washington the next day (...) This deference to the United States can not be interpreted, beyond our borders, rather than as evidence of the continuity of transatlantic politics of reverence (... ) and not only in the Kosovo issue but of Afghanistan. "In his article, censorship Ridao that aside the tenderness of our hearts and fascination for the U.S. presidency, is a cunning villain in this sanchopancesca and tenderness: this trend bilateralism with the United States is dictated, as Aznar, "once again for electoral reasons and image, not as a result of a rigorous assessment of what is good for the country." Ridao's thesis is that the swings in a matter of such importance as the presence of English troops abroad "reveals that no one knows who runs the English diplomacy, nor is it possible to identify years anything resembling a strategy."

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I have limited time this afternoon, but I would write a text even reporting from Washington Antonio Cano (El País, Sunday March 15, 2009). The report is titled, "Obama was born the alliance-Lula" and is subtitled: Presidents driving a new model of relations in the Americas. Antonio Cano says the following: "Obama began confessing that has long been a big fan of Lula. The Brazilian president returned the compliment saying that since Obama became president pray more for him than for himself" (italics mine) because has never known any other case of a president who, in just 50 days, has had to face so many huge difficulties. Do not want to be in his position, Lula acknowledged. Let us pause a moment in this statement of Lula Da Silva: pray more for Obama than for himself. I have been interested in this sentence two aspects: 1) Lula pray. And 2) that Lula read more for Obama than for himself. I have to admit that this matter of prayer seemed to me very seriously. I also pray. Although intermittently. And I pray more for others than for myself. I can just pray for myself. I paste the intention of praying to refer to myself, I change the sentence becomes dilated and breathing when I think and pray for any person to whom or for whom I am deeply concerned. For many years, in fact, that only I pray (my way) by others. Rarely and only very dry, piecemeal, by myself. Explain this, I believe, within the context of this blog, perfectly adequate, I do not think there is a personal God who hears my prayer. I do not believe in a providential God or personal, a bit for the same reason I do not believe in the Resurrection. At best, I admit that there is a world "noumenal" transempirical, which can be lied to or alluded to in number by serious and consistent religious experiences. This world is subjective and can not be subject to any direct or consequential verification and can not be no common object of intersubjective consciousness. The world of the divine must be bracketed and treated in suspension, suspended in promoting imaginative and prayerful awareness disbelief (this is the great paradox). So the self-referential personal effect of speech is nihilizado, strikeout, in my case. In contrast, when I'm worried about someone, for their health or their happiness, I can make prayer (and even prayer request) but I do not think that is going to be any kind of response. Either directly or indirectly. This prayer for someone else, I opened a field however respiratory and clean, clear and warm, where I can think openness of intent, selfishness, narcissism, on the other person as part of a community of creatures unknown or known whose welfare or for whose success I pray. Clearly, as Lula Da Silva, I have had a Christian education, and although I'm radically outside any institutional religious circuit, I still have an instinct to pray for someone that worries me or who I admire or who I want. I am very grateful to Antonio Cano for having stated in his report the details of the conversation between Lula and Obama.

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Lula and Obama Obama and "horizontal democracy" misunderstands

tell me that the students of the Faculty of Political Science at the Complutense beating drums come in the classroom (and even tear a door) to persuade their partners to participate in a strike against the plan of Bologna. I'm not going to discuss that plan, but I go to discuss the opportunity and intelligence of these strikes university. Not appear "university" use coercion to halt strike classes and take students to the assemblies. These days it is producing the sterile and emotional duress. It seems that the strike would be appropriate for a university to increase the number of hours of applied study and attention in class. Disrupt classes at this stage of course, on behalf of the so-called "horizontal democracy", it seems a grave error of perspective. It seems that the striking workers as lazy mobilize students, most left, most young people in the worst sense of the word. President Barack Obama insists these days in an American educational reform to be more competitive, and says: "We must reward 'excellence'." Is promoting a system of pay for teachers based on merit. "It is time that we are responsible", "The time has come to expect more of our students." But at the same time, state and local schools should be able to "pull the ill-class teachers." He added: "I reject a system that rewards failure and protects a person from their consequences. The stakes are too high for educational beating about nonsense." The idea of \u200b\u200ba horizontal democracy and egalitarianism, compared to the praise of excellence and intelligent effort is one of the worst perversions of the idea of \u200b\u200bcollege. And I really want to add another text of Obama: "What interests me is not whether an idea is liberal or conservative, but know if it works effectively. "democracy of excellence against strikes that promote choice, mansurrona in the background, intelligence lazy students.

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Vatican

Although Christianity archaic Benedict XVI and his advisers have I remedy and I have nothing to say in favor of that curled and dogmatic Catholicism, has irritated me the virulent reaction against Obama authorized the funding of stem cell research. The idea that the cell is already a human person is the sign of a whole creationist view of the world I can not start an argument here but it seems to me harmful and negative. I want to put at least my opposition to Vatican on the subject. Far from being an attack on life, Obama told us yesterday that damaged many lives will be rehabilitated through the use of stem cells.

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Obama Obama's faith I

I'll try to summarize here the chapter on "Faith" Obama's book entitled "The audacity of hope." Surely not have time to do this afternoon but I want to at least highlight the nimble prose narrative of the president. At the start of his chapter, Obama gives an overview of the state of religious faith, not just the Christian but this in particular in the USA today. I was very interested in his religious position. I translate freely: "Every day thousands of Americans go about their daily tasks -Take the kids to school, driving to the office, go to business meetings, shopping, trying to meet their diets, and come to realize that something is missing. [...] Need a sense of purpose, a narrative arc to their lives, something that chronic loneliness free or lift them above the incessant and exhausting work of daily life. They need assurance that someone Out There, out there cares about them and listens. Assurance that your destination is not only travel a long road to nowhere. "As it happens, I personally believe that we traveled a long road to nowhere, but I am very interested to hear about people special about religious experience. Especially in a case like this of Obama in which questions never disappear. Tells us not educated in a religious home and his mother, who bowed to religious broadly disliked organized religion which often shows a stubbornness of mind under the guise of compassion and cruelty and oppression lies in the aspect sense of justice. He says his mother had a continuing sense of wonder, a reverence for life and beautiful nature that could be described adequately transient as devout. His mother saw mysteries everywhere and rejoiced in the acute strangeness of life. This case is interesting and want to stop here as a first approach to this issue that is very important.

After this reference to his mother Obama introduces us directly in the black communities of believers where "the lines between sinner and saved were more fluid: the sins of those who came to the church were not very different from the sins those who did not come, so we could talk about all of them with a sense of humor and conviction. " The most important sentence of this first time is when Obama joined the Trinity United Church of Christ and was baptized: "It Came about as a choice and Not an epiphany." It was a choice and not a revelation. I want to emphasize here that in the face Magic of faith and dogmatic Bush, Obama's faith is like that I can consider myself yet I have. A faith dramatically unsafe facing the mystery and anything with all matters in raw, and is preparing to live with the lack of responses, with the silence of God.

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Notes in preparation for the hosting the First Dog

seems that Obama has already decided that the dog will be a Portuguese water dog (the photo accompanying this entry is surely the Obama Dog). As Santander born in Puerto Chico I have to strongly protest this characterization "Portuguese" of Santander Spaniel lifetime. The Puerto Chico fishermen on their partners always wore a poodle or wool which were indeed splendid swimmers and divers. My friend Coqui Perez Tordesillas had a few years ago the idea of \u200b\u200bregistering at the Kennel Club in London to Santander Spaniel as a breed native. I felt as a twinge of righteous indignation to see that Obama consider this dog so mountainous as the northern, Portuguese and non-Spaniard. This is that of b or in humor and praise of the excellent selection of dog. The Spaniel is a happy dog \u200b\u200band sports. And very smart. But I really like the water, so the president will have to be more of a dip with her dog and her daughters on their days off!