Monday, June 29, 2009

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“Hustlers of the world, there is one Mark you cannot beat: the Mark Inside.”

William S. Burroughs

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Thursday, June 18, 2009

En mi patio nadie vuela.

Las cucarachas de mi patio aun no aprenden a volar, pero son muy habiles y soñadoras, un dia estarán metiendose en nuestras narices mientras sus antenas picotean como cuchillo el cerebro.

Y entonces todas cantarán:

As the sun breaks, above the ground,
An old man stands on the hill.
As the ground warms, to the first rays of light
A birdsong shatters the still.

His eyes are ablaze,
See the madman in his gaze.

Fly on your way, like an eagle,
Fly as high as the sun,
On your way, like an eagle,
Fly and touch the sun.

Now the crowd breaks and a young boy appears
Looks the old man in the eye
As he spreads his wings and shouts at the crowd
In the name of God my father I fly.

His eyes seem so glazed
As he flies on the wings of a dream.
Now he knows his father betrayed
Now his wings turn to ashes to ashes his grave

Fly, on your way, like an eagle,
Fly as high as the sun.

                                                                                                 Flight of the Icarus,  Bruce dickinson.



Gay cake


Se acabaron el betún.

Mordida.

Sopla.

Hay chocolate.

Qué chingados haces si hay un hombre desnudo en tu pastel? reir como las cucarachas.

jajajajajajajajaja---jajajajajaajajajaja...jajajajajajajajajajajaja---jajajajajajajajaja

The walking turd.



No caminapero igual apesta. Esta foto la tomé en la cacho y me dió bastante risa de lejos.

En realidad es la silueta de una persona sentada meditando creo.

En realidad es la silueta de una  CRAP   sentada meditando creo.

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p.d. Queda en la calle de los trios...de musicos.

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Shower & Coffee.


Salió borrosa la foto. pero el conejo es feliz.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Animacion japonesa

Ape the raper rap rap rap

Poop freeze


Poop Freeze

Love your pup but hate the poop? Yeah -- we do, too. So we'd jump at any product that could take the yuck out of our canine waste disposal duties. Poop Freeze purports to do just that by freezing the dookie into a solid lump that won't squish or smear. But in our backyard (I won't say "hands-on") trials, the squish persisted, even when we sprayed the, uh, poop out of the dung and waited the recommended 10 seconds for rigidification to ensue.

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Time to Stop Snoring Wristband


The stop-snoring industry is a spooky place full of nasal clips, chin straps and mouth guards. With the Time to Stop Snoring Wristband, the guys in the lab coats have escalated their war on snoring by bringing electrical shock therapy into the equation. The wristband, a $50 gizmo that you wear on your wrist while sleeping, is equipped with a tiny microphone that detects snoring and sends a tiny shock to your wrist to “gently nudge” you into a different position.

Saturday, June 6, 2009

Camping.

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-en esta foto: surviving dark-psy.

-Llegamos como a la 1.

-Un piratita recogió servilletas tiradas para ir al baño.

-En la mañana salieron cerdos y gallinas.

-Cito a una señora que gritó muy enojada a un carro que queria pasar por donde cultivaban;

" A parte de drogadictos, pendejos!".

Esa señora nos hizo el dia hah.

Friday, June 5, 2009

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Heavy rings hold cigarettes

"...But the memory remains

Heavy rings on fingers wave
Another star denies the grave
See the nowhere crowd
Cry the nowhere cheers of honor

Like twisted vines that grow
Hide and swallow mansions whole
In light of an already
Faded prima donna..."