Talpa

Estudio un cuento corto de Juan Rulfo, del libro que compré en Querétaro hace casi dos años. Este es "Talpa", que es aparentemente una región de México. La primera oración usa el verbo "meterse", que conozco de "No te metas", que quiere decir "Mind your own business". En el cuarto el uso es "meterse entre los brazos de su madre". La oración termina con "quedito", una palabra desconocida a mí. Voy a adivinar que quiere decir "íntimo" o "de corazón". Déjame ver qué dice el diccionario... Hmmm... no está allí. Tendré que buscarla en linea más tarde. A continuación, el párrafo incluye "aguantado" en un contexto que implica el significado "held in". No conozco "aguantar" bien. ¿Es relacionado con "guante"? El DRAE dice quizás — no es claro.

Goodbye 2014!

2014 has been the worst year of my life. In total, I spent more days in medical offices, hospitals, and clinical labs than at the gym, beach, and in other leisure activities.

In June, after three weeks of hospital stay because she contracted cellulitis in her legs, and three more weeks bedridden in our house, my grandmother had a heart attack. She died before my mother and me, and we could not do anything. I was emotionally devastated, but I didn’t have time to recover.

During the hot summer, my father’s symptoms from his neuromuscular disease (myasthenia gravis) got worse, and I took him two times to the emergency room. After that, he underwent a costly treatment of IVIG (intravenous immunoglobulin). This treatment is bearable and easy, like a normal serum, but filling out the health insurance documents and waiting for the approval is time-consuming and grueling. My father is better now, considering his condition, and probably he will receive another round of IVIG in January. Sadly, more health problems in my family were still to come.

In October, my mother was diagnosed with endometrial cancer. She required surgery, and the surgeon took out a 9-centimeter cancerous mass from her uterus. Fortunately, she is healing well and doesn’t have any side effects after the surgery. In January, the doctors will decide whether she needs radiotherapy or another procedure.

I hope I will not see many white coats (doctors) during 2015, at least after January.

Best wishes to all Scribblando writers!!!

Bubbles of Love

I have a heart
mutilated of hope and reason,
I have a heart that gets up wherever
Oh!
And that heart
takes off itself impatiently
before your voice,
Poor heart that doesn't catch its sanity.
I would want to be a fish
to touch my nose in your fish tank
and make love's bubbles wherever,
to pass the night unveiled
wet in you.
A fish,
to embroider of corals your waist
and make love's figures under the moon,
to satisfy this madness
wet in you.
Sing heart
with an essential anchor of hope,
dream heart,
don't full yourself of bitterness.
...
One night
for sinking us up to the end
face to face
kiss by kiss
and living forever
wet in you.
Dominican Lyrics

I Don't Care At All

You play to love me,
I play you think that I love you,
by searching an alibi
you give me a passion that I don't expect.

And I don't care at all,
you play to cheat me,
I play you think that I believe you,
I listen to your nonsenses
about love and desire.

And I don't care at all
if you are laughing or dreaming,
if you are saying or doing something.
And I don't care at all,
as much as I put my mind to it,
I am playing and I don't care at all.

You play to have me,
I play you think that you have me
serene and confident,
I invent words that hurts you.

And I don't care at all,
you play to forget me,
I play you think that it matters me,
I know the game,
I can manage me in short distances.
....Lyrics

Beyond

When you're giving without expecting something in return,
when you love really,
when you apologize instead of holding a grudge,
there is peace in your heart.

When you feel sorry for your friend and his sorrow,
when you look the star that hides the fog,
there is peace in your heart.

Beyond the grudge from the tears and the sorrow
the love's light shines within every heart.
Illusion, Christmas, put your dreams to fly,
harvest peace, give love, the whole world asks for any more.

When a prayer pops out, when you accept the mistake,
when you find a place for freedom there is a smile more.
When reason comes and misunderstanding comes out,
when you want to fight for an ideal, there is a smile more.
There is a ray of sunshine by the window,
there is a better world when learning to love.
....
When you put your fears to bed and proclaim friendship,
when you have joined your voice to the same singing, there is peace in your heart.
When you look forward to and discover the truth,
when you want to build a better tomorrow, there is peace in your heart.
Cuban Christmas Lyrics

A Real Story of Christmas

Christmas has reminded me a story told by a friend from Hungary just some days ago.
It is a kind of story untold on the news.


In a Budapest street was usual to see sitting a man about fifty on a bench, he was a homeless.
But just some days ago, in that bench there were a bunch of flowers and a lot of candles lit that spontaneously neighbours had left. ¿What had it happened?
Man had died, he was a cult man, he was often reading books on the bench accompanied by a carton of cheap wine.
With this real story, I want to say Marry Christmas to you, Mat and to everybody in this blog and to every men homeless.

Health's Day

Yesterday, we celebrated the Health's Day. Surely, you will wonder why we celebrate this day.
Yesterday, there was a Christmas Raffle. Everybody in Spain, buys tickets with the aim of being rich or simply having a better situation. The fact of everybody buys these tickets, increase the feeling of excitement. That's very good in these critic moments. The excitement is very important, because you can think in your next future.... with the aim of all things are better.
But not everybody can win the lottery. But if I had to chose an image of the news of yesterday I would chose one:
A black women, without any permission or papers, without work, withour money ... won a lot of money. That woman needed the money to foost her family. Her dream was a reality. isn't it cool?
Is for this reason, that people didn't win  the lottey, want the health to keep their excitemente. Without Health we can't do anything.

Before finishing my post I only wish you a MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR. WHERE ALL YOUR WISHES ARE REALITY. HAVE FUN IN THESE MAGIC DAYS. NEVER LOSE YOUR EXCITEMENT.

Nacionalismo ruso

Al leer una noticia sobre Rusia y sus relaciones internacionales, me pareció la última oración muy perspicaz. Es aquí con mi intento de traducirla:

By proclaiming ethnicity and religion as the basis for Russian statehood and aggression against its neighbors, Putin is inadvertently stoking the forces of secessionism in those parts of Russia that are historically and culturally Islamic.

Proclamando identidad étnica y religión como la base para la categoría de estado de Rusia y por su agresión contra sus vecinos, Putin aviva involuntariamente las fuerzas de secesionismo en aquellas partes de Rusia que son islámicas histórica y culturamente.

(El hecho es que un colombiano ya me ayudó con esta traducción.)

La mejor palabra en el pasaje inglés es "stoking" o "to stoke". Su principal signficado es avivar un fuego y, de hecho, se podría haber esperado que el autor escribiera "stoking the FIRES of secessionism".

Será interesante ver si las acciones de Putin en Ucrania tienen consecuencias inesperadas en las regiones sureñas de Rusia. Él cree que ha aumentado el territorio de Rusia, pero quizá su nacionalismo ruso esté sembrando las semillas de división. Vamos a esperar y ver.

Starting Tomorrow

Starting tomorrow, I will start living the half of my life.
Starting tomorrow, I will start dying the half of my death
Starting tomorrow, I will start returning from my one-way trip

Starting tomorrow, I will start measuring every stroke of luck
Starting tomorrow, I will start living a healthier life
In other words, starting tomorrow, I will start rolling through better paths,
cigarettes better and also why not, the best apples,
the best fun and, on the table, the best of the wines.

Until today, I was only what I am, "a Quijote learner"
I was able to fight and even to win sometimes without losing my moustache
Now, I must think that the bells can't stop to sound,
although I have to do, more things than today,
Starting tomorrow.

if starting tomorrow, I would decide living the half of my death
or starting tomorrow, I would decide dying the half of my life.
Starting tomorrow, I should accept that I am not the strongest,
that I neither have courage nor shame to hide my deep wounds.

if starting tomorrow, I would decide living a quiet life
and I would stop to be a dreamer to be a serious man,
then tomorow, everyone might say me: "your own battery was over,
you have left without energy, you are brave no longer, your mystery is over".
Lyrics

Neither am I from here nor am I from over there

I like walking..
but I don't to follow the path
because of sure things have no longer mystery,
I like to go very far in summer,
but go back where my mother is, in winter
and see the dogs which never forgot me
and the embraces that my siblings give me.

I like the sun
and woman when crying,
the swallows and the mean ladies,
jumping off balconies and to open windows
and I like the girls in April.

I like the wine as much as the flowers
and the lovers, but I don't like men,
I love to be friend of the thieves
and the songs in French.

Neither am I from here nor am I from over there,
neither am I aged nor do I have future
and to be happy is my colour of identity.
...
I like lying on the sand
or pursuing to Manuela by bicycle
or seeing the stars with Maria
in the wheat field all the time.
...
Argentinian lyrics

Tag

Mientras hacía una crucigrama hoy, una de las pistas fue "Tag announcement" (Anuncio de "tag"). Es una pista ambigua, como les gusta a los escritores de crucigramas, porque la palabra "tag" tiene múltiples significados. El más común es "etiqueta", como se ve en tiendas indicando el precio de un artículo. Con este significado un "Tag announcement" podría ser "descuento" o algo similar, pero no fue la solución en la crucigrama. Al ver que las dos primeras letras de la solución fueron "yo", me di cuenta de que el "tag" no se refirió a una etiqueta sino a un juego para niños. Es el más simple de juegos, en el que un cierto niño persigue y trata de tocar ("tag") a cualquier otro niño. Al lograrlo, el primero queda libre de huir y el segundo asume la tarea de tocar a otro, y el juego continúa ad infinitum.

Pues, ¿cuál es el anuncio de la crucigrama? Es "You're it", donde "it" es la persona que tiene que perseguir a las otras. Es común escuchar a niños gritando también "Who's It?", "I'm not It, she is!" etc. Creo que es gracioso que el rol de persequir y tocar a otro jugador se llame "It". No es una definición que se puede encontrar en el diccionario. Por supuesto, a los jugadores todo les parece normal. Uno podría no darse cuenta de cuán extraño es el uso de "It", hasta tratar de explicar el juego a otras personas.

EU y Cuba

Llevo un día leyendo y escuchando noticias sobre el restablecimiento de relaciones diplomáticas entre EU y Cuba. Es un evento bastante significativo para mí. Desde que me puse consciente de asuntos internacionales como adolescente, las dificultades entre los países han sido un tema de conversación. Escuché la primera parte del discurso de Raúl Castro al pueblo cubano. Una palabra en su discurso se destacó en particular — "independencia". Me parece que la independencia y propia indentidad les importan mucho a los cubanos.

Es maravilloso que los hermanos Castro hayan regido en Cuba tanto tiempo. He escuchado que el gobierno antes de la revolución fue muy corrupto y tuvo el apoyo de los EEUU, y que Fidel Castro pudo tomar y mantener poder, siempre puntando a la amenaza del Gigante del Norte. No dudo que algo de la amenaza percibida fue justificado.

Bueno, espero que esta apertura sea el comienzo de una relación caracterizada por respeto mutuo y confidencia creciente. Esta podría ser un beneficio duradero para la gente de ambos países y, ¿quién sabe?, quizá el logro más notado del mandato del Presidente Obama.

P.D. No me sorprendería si falleciera Fidel Castro dentro de un año... me parece que podría ver esto como su última victoria.

U.S. and Cuba

President Obama announced today that his government will take the first steps to reestablish diplomatic relations with Cuba. I applaud this decision because the U.S. doesn’t gain anything positive maintaining the blockage to Cuba, nor this U.S. policy has helped to democratize the island.

I asked my mother—she fled from Cuba in the sixties—her opinion on Obama’s decision, and she couldn’t care less. After so many years away from her country, I don’t think she expects to come back.

Opening Doors

(I dedicate to the unblocking Cuban which makes most of latin countries happy and it is dedicated to the new year too.)
How shines a new morning after the night.
Therefore, there is a light of hope in your crying.
How comes the calm again after the rain.
The new year waits with happiness in its soul.
And let's open doors and let's close wounds.
Because the year that comes, we are going to live life.
...
Step by step on our way, we are going to find the way out.
How the cicada sings again upon coming out from the ground.
Like that is, the singing that carries the chords on my guitar.
How the paths start opening across the jungle,
that way, life gets to till destiny
.....
There is so much to do in life.
Leave the crying and go ahead with faith.
...
I tell you with my heart, that the new year will be quite better.
.....
There are no barriers for you. You will be happy, really happy if you put your mind to it.
...
That the failure is a pure fabrication.
Don't come longer with that. No
Cuban lyrics

Ground-penetrating Radar (GPR)

They're fascinating those technologies that draw us the unknown. I am especially impressed with the GPR, it is a technology very similar to a sonar or a radar. It uses electromagnetic radiation in high frequency, these waves are headed towards to soil and when they detect a different soil structure then they show it bouncing. In this way the GPR records data and so it is able to determine how is the structure and form of an object under soil. An real utility.
It is used by Police to find bodies under soil even if it takes buried long time or a lot of decades.
It turns out very interesting using for archaeology, In Spain, Archaeologists are discovering a lot of Roman buildings under more modern buildings. We can convert the soil in transparent. The treasures can't already be buried.  :)
But actually to scan the soil takes long time.

EXODUS

I went to the cinema yesterday, it was the well known movie "Exodus" made by the same director than "Gladiator". It is a movie with a great amount of special effects and a strong realism, you can feel the real violence from the own battlefield and how the slaves were treated in Egypt. It is the Moses history from his birthday to when he cross the red sea. God appears in the movie, he is a vindictive god and who destroys the Egypt power in a direct way by plagues and an extreme weather, a god too present to defend his people in comparison to nowadays. Probably the movie is made from Jewish point of view. At least I don't feel that he is my god.Probably too many dead and blood. It is also possible to see the new film techniques to watch the city and homes from a high point to homes inside, besides the huge egyptian architecture.I know a person called Ramses, after watching the movie, it is the worst name to call to a person. :)

Llaves

Mi hija acaba de llamarme para decir que había cerrado sus llaves en el coche. Yo tengo otra llave, pero el coche está en la universidad y tardaría dos horas en coche entregar la llave a ella. Se enteró de que alguien cercano podría ayudarle, con un coste de 40 dólares, un precio que ninguno de los dos quiere pagar. Por lo tanto, el plan es lo siguiente. Ella va a tomar un autobús hasta una parada cerca de aquí, voy a reunirme con ella con la llave, y va a volver en autobús. Lo bueno es que el autobús es gratis para los estudiantes de la universidad. Tiene que pasar dos horas en el autobús, pero, como le dije, es como si ganara 20 dólares por hora.

El escritorio para trabajar de pie

Esta semana he convertido mi escritorio en un "stand-up desk", es decir, he construido una plataforma elevada para el monitor, el teclado y el ratón, para que pueda usar el ordenador de pie. ¿Por qué? Bueno, he escuchado que no es bueno para la salud estar sentado todo el día, y he tenido algunos días en los que me dolió la espalda al fin de la jornada. Ahora, después de casi cuatro días trabajando de pie, todavía experimento con el arreglo. A principios la plataforma estuvo demasiado baja y tuve que inclinarme un poco, algo que no le cayo bien a mi cuello. He levantado la plataforma tres pulgada más, y es mejor, pero aún se está acostumbrando mi cuerpo al cambio. De hecho, me matan los pies (los talones en particular) al fin del día.

Esta tarde me dijo un colega con experiencia en este asunto que su rutina es pasar la mañana de pie y la tarde sentado. Me pregunté si podía hacer lo mismo. Con esto en mente, medí el tiempo que tardó desarmar la plataforma, y resultó sólo tres minutos. Tres minutos es nada en un día de nueve horas. Por lo tanto, creo que mañana voy a probar trabajar de pie durante la primera mitad de la mañana, y sentado durante la segunda mitad, y hacer los mismo durante la tarde. Espero que sea más cómodo y saludable que permanecer en una sola posición todo el día.

It Is Because Of You.

It is because of you
that I see rivers
where there is only asphalt.
It is because of you
that there are oceans
where there were only puddles.

It is...
that I am a elf accomplice
to the wind
which escapes at dawn
to sneak by your window

It is...
that there are not chains
if I follow the pace from your hips
it is...
that I drive me crazy
when sailing around your waist.

It is...
....

Your lips are made of silk,
your teeth of colour from the full moon,
your laughing is the blood that runs by my veins,
your kisses are the ink of my verses
which they are always telling you.
Lyrics

La instalación

Estamos estrenando nuestro nuevo lavavajillas. A estas alturas todo lo que puedo decir es que opera muy silenciosamente. Instalarlo no fue fácil, déjame contarte. Había tres conexiones que hacer, y tuve dificultades con cada una. El aspecto más difícil fue que todas las conexiones están en la parte inferior de la máquina, y hay muy poco espacio allí para trabajar. No pude conectar la manguera de drenaje con el lavavajillas en su posición final. Tuve que sacarlo, ponerlo en su lado trasero, conectar la manguera y devolverlo a la posición original, costándome mucho esfuerzo y tiempo. El problema con la conexión de agua fue un poquito derrame, pero después de múltiples intentos de eliminarlo, finalmente lo logré. Viendo atrás, veo que debía haber pagado a un técnico para instalarlo. Pero aprendí mucho y ahora entiendo mucho más de cómo funciona un lavaplatos.

De tronos y truenos

Acabo de encontrarme con la palabra "atronador", y habiendo adivinado que quiso decir "enthroned" (entronado), la busqué el el diccionario. Pero no viene de "trono" sino de "trueno". Atronar es hacer tanto ruído que no se puede escuchar, y "atronador" es el adjetivo. Ahora esto me conduce a la pregunta "¿Hay una relación entre "trono" y "trueno"? ¿Son los truenos los sonidos del trono celestial? ¿Cuál es mi intuición? "Trono" y "trueno" son cognatos ¿o no? Mi intuición es no. Típicamente palabras de la naturaleza como "trueno" son muy antiguos y no derivan de conceptos artificiales como "trono". (Con preguntas como esta la fuente de toda sabiduría es el DRAE... me estoy demorando porque no me está disponible el ordenador...) También tenemos en inglés "throne" y "thunder", donde a la segunda le falta la "r" después de "h", indicando quizá orígenes distintos....

(A continuación, dos horas después) ¿Cuál es el veredicto? Bueno, el DRAE dice que "trono" viene del latín "thronus" y "trueno" de "tonare". Los hispanohablantes añadieron la "r" después de la "t" por los siglos. Ya sé que este misterio te había molestado por mucho tiempo — ahora puedes relajarte. :-)

The Drummer Boy

The path that takes to Bethlehem
goes down up to valley that the snow covered,
the little shepherds want to see their king,
they bring gifts in their old bags.

The child God has just been born.
I would want to put on your feet
some present which is pleasure for you , Sir.
plus, you know I am a poor man too
and I only possess an old drum, "ropo pompom, ropo pompom"
In your honor, I will play with my drum.

The path that takes to Bethlehem
while I am setting the pace with my old drum,
there is nothing better that I can offer you,
its hoarse accent is a love singing "ropo pompom, ropo pompom"
When God watched me playing opposite to him,
he smiled me.
Christmas carol lyrics 

Desperado

Desperado, ¿porqué no vuelves en ti?
Llevas tanto tiempo vigilando vallas
Oh, eres una persona dura
Sé que tienes tus razones
Estas cosas que te están gustando
Pueden hacerte daño de alguna manera

No saques la reina de diamantes, chico
Te ganará si puede
Sabes que la reina de corazones es siempre tu mejor apuesta

Ahora me parece que algunas cosas finas
Se han puesto en tu mesa
Pero quieres sólo los que no puedes conseguir

Desperado, oh, no te estás convirtiendo más joven
Tu pena y tu hambre, te impulsan a casa
Y libertad, oh libertad, bueno, eso es sólo habladurías
Tu cárcel es caminar todo aislado por este mundo

¿No se enfrían los pies en el invierno?
No cae la nieve y no brilla el sol
Es difícil distinguir la noche del día
Estás perdiendo todos los altos y bajos
¿No es extraño como disminuye el sentimiento?

Desperado, ¿porqué no vuelves en ti?
Baja de tus vallas, abre la verja
Puede ser que llueve, pero hay un arco iris de arriba
Debes dejar que te quiera alguien, antes de que sea demasiado tarde

English song and lyrics:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iDNtqy0zjJA

Be Charismatic.

Charisma is a interpersonal skills package to fascinate others, it has to do with your nonverbal language or your verbal language.
This can be confused with personal skills or personal qualities, namely: awesome, intelligent, leader, funny etc...But those are only personal skills, so it is possible that one person is perfect but not having charisma. Even a person with bad qualities or quite imperfections might be charismatic. Who doesn't remember any charismatic actor playing a bad role?
Haven't you ever met anyone with any imperfections that catch your eye?
In my opinion the main features to be charismatic are: special skills managing strong facial expressiveness, elegance and eloquence when speaking.
I think that studying dramatic art is a good idea to improve these skills.

I Wish You Well

I wish you well, I wish your sorrow would be over,
that may someone tell you that I don't already exist,
that may you meet more good people,
that may they give you what I couldn't give you,
though I have given you everything.
Never, ever I will annoy you again.
I adored you, I lost you my way,

how many things stayed on
up to inside the bottom of my soul.
How many lights you left on,
I don't know how I am going to turn them off.

I wish my love would not hurt you
and you would forget of me forever,
may your veins fill up of blood,
and may your life wears luck,
I don't know if your absence kills me,
although I have got my chest made of steel,
but nobody calls me a coward,
without knowing up to where I love her.
Mexican lyrics

Doctor mis ojos

Doctor, mis ojos han visto los años
Y el lento desfile de miedos sin llorar
Ahora quiero entender

He hecho todo lo que pude
Para ver el mal y el bien sin esconder
Tienes que ayudarme si puedes

Doctor, mis ojos
Cuéntame lo que es equivocado
¿Estaba insensato dejarlos abiertos tanto tiempo?

Porque me he desviado por este mundo
Y mientras todos los momentos brotaron
Esperaba a despertarme de estos sueños
La gente va adondequiera
Nunca me di cuenta de ellos hasta que sentí
Que es más tarde que parece

Doctor, mis ojos
Cuéntame lo que ves
Escucho sus gritos
Sólo di si es demasiado tarde para mí

Doctor, mis ojos
No pueden ver el cielo
¿Es el premio por haber aprendido no llorar?

Lyrics:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fqFUmo8VVg0

Joaquin Sabina III

Blame me to love you above the call of the duty, of pleasure and suffering.

The best promises are that in which you have not to fulfil.

And life went on, the same, that things that make no sense, go on.

The men cheat more times than the women, but the women do better.

I have nothing to lose except fear of loneliness.

There is no worse nostalgia than to miss the one that never happened.

When you are fed up with loves for a while...call me"
Lyrics

Joaquin Sabina II

The gyms are full, the bookcases keep empty.

There is no more luxury life than the one in which one lives without phone and car.

The kisses that I lost because of not knowing how to say: "I need you"

Love is called the game in which a couple of blind play getting hurt each other.

Throw your prejudices close to the bed; today, you have a chance to prove that you are a woman, besides being a lady.

Too much work takes me committing sins as to lower it poorly in vain repenting.

This loose lips no longer sink ships, this madman is going to go to another madwoman, this eyes aren't going to cry for you.

I have stumbled into my past and have asked for another cup of rum.

Violent like a child without birthday, like the perfume of heartbreak.
Lyrics

Quotes from Joaquin Sabina

How hard to try to break free from this magic which we are imprisoned.

There is not even worst nostalgia than to miss the one that never was.

The good thing of the years is that heal wounds, the bad of the kisses is that they addict.

Frequently the most urgent lips aren't in hurry two kisses after.

Dancing is to dream with the feet.

We should condemn every deaths even the natural deaths.

I am a bad boyfriend, a very bad lover and the worst husband. But I'm a great friend.

My plan is to grow old without dignity.

I am not neither well-balanced nor quiet; I keep a crazy life.

I will struggle until the last minute and my epitaph will be: I do not agree.
Lyrics

El viaje en la lluvia

Ayer conducimos a casa de mi suegro para el Día de Acción de Gracias. Fue un viaje sin apuro, el mejor tipo. Partimos a las 6 de mañana, pues pasamos la primera hora y media en la oscuridad, teniendo que estar muy atentos porque llovía al mismo tiempo. La lluvia continuó después del amanecer, y todo el día. Mientras tanto la temperatura exterior caía cada vez más. Dentro de una hora de nuestra destinación, había una capa ligera de nieve en el suelo, aunque nunca vimos copos en el aire. Llegamos a la una, justo a tiempo para un almuerzo de sandwiches, totopos de maíz y salsa.

The little scammer.

Last month, a little boy of 20 years appeared in all mass-media.
His story was incredible for all spaniards. He was arrested and told on scam.
He said that he worked for the spanish government, royal house ......
Nobody could understand what this boy did.
He showed pictures with politicians, with the King, with business owners ....
He told that he worked for the country. And he had very important Jobs like, for example, doing business with the King, meetings with important people,....
He travelled in oficial cars........
He lived in one of the most luxury neigbourhoods of Madrid. He took pictures, (selfies) with all this people.
Who paid all his expenses? Who paid him for his job?
He cheated everybody in his own benefit.
With 20 years, he made his own story, A dream that he wanted that we believe it.

And It Was Ten O'clock

It happened in a village into the sea,
a night after a concert.
You reigned behind the bar counter of
the only one that we saw open.
Sing me a song at my ear
and as taking you a rum&coke
on one condition:
that you keep open your balcony of your cat eyes,
being mad to learn the secrets from your bed room
that night I sang by piano of morning my whole repertory.
The bar customers were walking away one to one,
you went to close, I told myself:
take care guy, you are falling in love.
After all suddenly happened, your finger on my back,
she drew a heart and my hand reciprocates her under her skirt.
When walking to hostel, we kiss each other in every lamppost,
it was a village into the sea, I wanted to sleep with you
and  you don't wanted to sleep alone.
And it was ten and eleven, twelve and one,
and two and three,
and the moon found us nude at night.
we told goodbye each other, I wish that
we meet again.
The summer ended up, the autum took the one that  the winter takes,
And in the next summer again, to your village, the random
took me, and the end of the concert, I started to find
your face among people,
and I didn't meet who tells me a word about you,
it seemed like if destiny wanted to play a macabre prank,
there wasn't anyone behind the bar counter from
the another summer,
and instead of your bar I found a branch of Hispano-Americano bank,
I avenged your memory with stones against the window,
I know that I didn't dream it,
I protested whereas the local police was handcuffing me.
I declared that I took three drinks in my statement,
and started this song in that room where I took you your clothes off.
Lyrics

El lavaplatos

Desde la semana pasada nuestro lavaplatos no funciona. No sé exactamente que es el problema, pero los platos acaban sucios. Es difícil diagnosticarlo sin ver adentro. Sea lo que sea, no nos podemos quejar mucho, porque la máquina ya estuvo vieja cuando compramos la casa y nos ha servido bien durante 10 años desde entonces. Ahora buscamos un repuesto. Esto conlleva una investigación de características, precios, clasificaciones y recomendaciones. Un cambio al que tendramos que acostumbrarnos es la duración de ciclo de lavar. Nuestra unidad actual lava y seca los platos en 66 minutos, mientras los nuevos modelos toman más de 100 minutos. Creo que es una consecuencia de nuevas reglas sobre el consumo de energía.

Bedroom and Writing

I don’t know how could I live in such an untidy place. For months (maybe years), I postponed painting and remodeling my bedroom. But enough is enough, and last week I decided that it was time to stop procrastinating.

I painted my bedroom walls and ceiling white, and now the room looks brighter than with the old pastel color. Was it really pastel? The walls were so stained that I’m not sure.

My deteriorated, uncomfortable desk reincarnated in small wood pieces. And a not-so-new but spacious desk replaced the old one. Now all my writing tools are organized: reference books on a top shelf; white paper at my left side; the PC monitor at my eye level; and dozens of pens, pencils, and highlighters near my right hand.

Finally, I can sit like a human being to write my pieces. I wrote this post in just a few minutes and one shot, so this means that a tidy environment helps my ideas to flow better.

7 lives

Four years of interspersed happiness,
four years of suspicious look,
A love story disrupted,
dammit, dammit my life.

A rose has been born between my hands,
and its spikes have poured my blood,
blood that blooms from the centre of my heart,
dammit, what did happen with my mind?

Keep calm, my love,
I have broken with my past.
And one thousand cares to tell you
that 7 lives has a cat,
I have already spent six lives
and this last one, I want to live it at your side.

Now, I am in the middle of this lake,
creeping out due to my memory of the past
and with my wrinkled forehead looking at the esplanade
and thinking of her who gave me everything for nothing.
I can't forget her nude body.

I can't bear to think of someone on you
when thinking about someone can taste you,
I swear that my heart makes me tight.
Lyrics

Pasapalabra

That is the name of a well known contest in Spain where you listen to a definition very fast and you have to find out the right word only knowing the letter that it starts.
Do you imagine winning the native speakers abroad in a TV contest?
A natural answer is "impossible",
However an Armenian young woman who has only lived during 7 years in Valencia(Spain),
Lilit Manukyan, has achieved it, besides she took 318000 euros of award.
She learnt 50 words daily and was training hard in the game of the contest. When she came to Spain she started taking care children and she says that learnt so much by helping with his homework to her pupil, Gabriel, actually she was the pupil, she says.
This contest is hard for native speakers but she knew a lot of words unusual, "ditirambo" , "oploteca" which I sincerely don't know it nor do I am interested to learn, at least in this way.
She studied economy in Russia and only received some Spanish clases before coming to Spain.
The most peculiar of her is her foreign marked accent, that actually she doesn't speak fluently and the fact that she is able to listen fast Spanish.
When the TV presenter asked her, she said that she and her current Spanish husband were unemployed and that her wish was to travel to Majorca Island.
Not even in my wildest dreams, I can imagine winning an English contest against to native speakers.