Men
Yuppee!!! One down!
Sunday, August 15, 2004
Saturday, August 14, 2004
Sleepless in Santo Domingo...
This is what it feels like. Check out the time...
You didn't even say no (I wanted you to)...
And I feel horrible...
Friday, August 13, 2004
ATHENS 2004 Olympic Games
ATHENS 2004 Olympic Games
Hopa! The DR will be participating in the Olympic Games. All throughout olympic history, we have only won one medal. It was won in boxing by Pedro Julio Nolasco in LA's 1984 olympics. We have hopes to win a Gold Medal with Félix Sánchez running the 400 meters. I'll keep you updated on the results.
Wednesday, August 11, 2004
MSNBC - Catch a four-star meteor show
MSNBC - Catch a four-star meteor show
A saw a shooting star Sunday night (maybe it was connected to this?). Anyways, I'll try to stay up and watch this (or get up early in the morning).
Tuesday, August 10, 2004
A religious golf joke.
I know it is bad, but has has lightened up my very busy day:
Moses, Jesus and an old man were playing golf. They get to a particularly difficult hole, with a lake in the middle. Moses comes up and hits the ball, which falls straight into the lake and sinks to the bottom. Moses then walks to the lake and raises his golf club, parting the waters in the lake in half. He then walks towards the ball and with a single hit manages to get the ball to the green. With another shot, he scores. People cheer wildly for him. Then Jesus comes forward and hits. The ball flies again towards the lake, but freezes just on top of the water. Jesus walks towards the lake and, walking on top of the water, hits it straight to the hole. People cheer even more for Jesus. Last but not least, the old man steps up and hits the ball which, as you might guess, goes straight into the bottom of the lake. Suddenly, a fish comes out of the water with the ball in its mouth and at that same time an eagle flies by and catches the fish in the air. The eagle flies away into the sky while a sudden black cloud appears, from which lightning comes down striking the eagle, killing it instantly. The eagle lets go of the fish, the fish lets go of the ball… and the ball falls straight into hole! People go crazy!! Everyone is congratulating the old man!! Making his way through the cheering crowd, Jesus comes close to him and says: “You overdid it, dad.”
RoommateFromHell.com
RoommateFromHell.com
So many interesting things derive from blogs...
I'll be following this one...
Monday, August 09, 2004
Former VP Peynado dies in Miami
From DR1.com:
After a long battle with colon cancer, former Vice President Jacinto Peynado died yesterday morning at Miami’s Mount Sinai Hospital, with his wife Margarita and son Manuel at his side. The 63-year-old Peynado was descended from a long line of politicians, becoming a prominent member of the PRSC party and serving as senator for Santo Domingo from 1986 to 1994. He was elected Vice President along with Joaquin Balaguer in 1994, a year when electoral outcome dispute cut short the Balaguer administration to two years. With Balaguer ineligible to run again, Peynado carried the ticket in 1996, but was sideswiped by a “patriotic pact” engineered by Balaguer to keep Jose Francisco Pena Gomez from winning and putting Leonel Fernandez in the Presidential office. Ever loyal, Peynado was Balaguer’s running mate again in 2000, but the party finished in third place. In 2003, Peynado had aspired to the PRSC presidential candidacy, losing out to former Santiago Senator Eduardo Estrella. Peynado refused to support Estrella, citing grandscale fraud in the PRSC primary. While convalescing in Florida, he was courted for many months by Estrella and opposition party presidential candidates Hipolito Mejia (PRD) and Leonel Fernandez (PLD). In the end, Peynado chose to endorse to the candidacy of Leonel Fernandez. Peynado was the grandson of former President Jacinto Peynado (1938-1940) and the grand-nephew of Francisco J Peynado, who authored part of the Hughes-Peynado Treaty that ended the American occupation of the Dominican Republic in 1924. He is survived by his wife Margarita and children Angela Miguelina, Laura, Jacinto and Manuel.
May he rest in peace.
::: Revista del MFD 2004 :::
::: Revista del MFD 2004 :::
My buddy Claudia Cordero participated this year. Scroll dow to the bottom of the page. Dominican talent!
I love the DR!
Me quejo mucho, pero quiero a mi país.
Esto me lo envió doña D. Lo comparto con todos aquellos que están igual de agobiados que yo con la situación actual.
¡Nosotros Dominicanos!
La calidad de la vida es directamente proporcional a la calidad de los pensamientos.
La nación dominicana está triste. Pareciera que por los desastres de la naturaleza, por la constante crisis económica, el desastre energético, la repugnante clase política y una aparentemente interminable lista de males, el Apocalipsis quisqueyano está cerca.
No hay que abundar en la perenne queja, la decepción y la frustración que muchas veces nos abate.
La falta de esperanza, un futuro incierto, oscuro y a veces aterrador hacen que echemos a menos la tierra que nos vio nacer.
Uno de nuestros grandes defectos es denostar lo nuestro y echar loas a lo foráneo. Caemos en el craso error de compararnos con otros países. Cada país es diferente.
Por muchísimas razones el punto de referencia es Estados Unidos. Me pregunto yo si acaso hay algún país que pueda compararse con Estados Unidos. Los que territorialmente pueden hacerlo, no lo pueden desde el punto de vista del desarrollo. Obvio. Nosotros tampoco.
No tenemos las langostas de Maine, pero tenemos los camarones de Sánchez; no tenemos el trigo de Kansas, pero tenemos los arrozales de la San Francisco de Macorís; no tenemos las papas de Idaho, pero tenemos la yuca de Moca y los plátanos de Barahona; no tenemos la cocina exótica europea, pero tenemos nuestro sazón del medio del Caribe; no tenemos los Kiwis de Nueva Zelandia, pero tenemos guayabas por todas partes. Somos los de los mangos y del dulce de leche de Baní, las tortas de Pimentel, los chicharrones de Villa Mella, los pasteles en hoja de San Cristóbal, el mabí del Seibo, los hojaldres y rosquetes del Santo Cerro.
Aquí no cae nieve, pero tampoco la necesitamos. Dios nos ha bendecido con un sol precioso, un cielo como ningún otro y unos paisajes que no los apreciamos hasta que dejamos de verlos.
No tenemos los vinos de Francia, porque naturalmente no somos franceses, y este clima no es para ese tipo de cultivo. Y si así fuera, José Martí, el apóstol de la independencia cubana llegó a decir que "nuestro vino es agrio, pero es nuestro vino".
Tenemos ron. Todos quieren tomar cerveza Presidente. Cigarros dominicanos. Bailar merengue. Contratar peloteros dominicanos. Hay quienes han dado más jonrones que Sammy Sosa, pero ninguno tiene el carisma del criollo.
¿Acaso no pudieran las pupilas asombrarse al ver un amanecer en la bahía de Samaná y la hermosísima vista de esta misma bahía cuando se va para Las Terrenas? Los campos del Cibao con la agricultura variada, las palmeras, la pródiga tierra, las casitas multicolores, la generosidad de los campesinos.
Las dunas de Salinas en Baní, la costa de Barahona y Pedernales, las interminables playas del este llenas de cocoteros.
¿Hay acaso vista más bonita que la carretera desde Santo Domingo precisamente al aeropuerto, junto al Mar Caribe, con las diferentes tonalidades del agua y el efecto contrastante de los corales?
Del mismo modo, la carretera de la costa norte, colindante con el océano Atlántico, partiendo desde Puerto Plata, pasando por Sosúa, Cabarete, Gaspar Hernández, Cabrera hasta llegar a Nagua. Los ríos de Jarabacoa y Constanza.
El lago Enriquillo con flamencos y cocodrilos. Los cañaverales de San Pedro y La Romana. La basílica de Higüey a N. S. de La Altagracia. La iglesia de N. S. de Las Mercedes en el Santo Cerro.
Somos un pueblo alegre, de piropos, de bromas, de compartir en el colmado, de hacer sancocho cuando llueve, de jugar domino, de jugar pelota en la calle, de salir a bañarse bajo la lluvia, de volar chichiguas en cuaresma, del café de la vecina, de serenatas, de "asaltos" de cumpleaños, de habichuelas con dulce, de discusiones por fritos verdes y concón, de cocinados y "serruchos", de angelitos en navidad, de bailar en la calle, hablar alto.
Con el correo electrónico nos reímos de nosotros mismos, de nuestras ocurrencias e idiosincrasia. Eso somos. Como el merengue "Nosotros Somos Así" de Juan José Ayuso y Johnny Ventura:
Es la patria que no engaña por la que yo vivo y muero.
Sol y mar, surco y montaña
La Quisqueya que yo quiero
Criollo por los cuatro lados
La tierra de donde vengo es mi orgullo más preciado y lo más grande que hay.
Nosotros somos así, mezcla de son y merengue. Un pueblo lleno de gente que busca su porvenir. Hombres que saben fajarse en el campo y la ciudad, que dan solidaridad y pelean si hay que pelearse.
Somos el país de Eduardo Brito, Oscar de la Renta, Juan Luis Guerra y Michael Camilo. Casandra Damirón, Luis Alberti, Julio Alberto Hernández, Ángela Carrasco, Rafael Solano, Maridalia Hernández, Sonia Silvestre, Fernando Casado, Luchy Vicioso, de Yaqui y de Freddy. La tierra de Juan Marichal, Sammy Sosa, Pedro Martínez, Alex Rodríguez, Albert Pujols, Alfonso Soriano, Julián Javier, Osvaldo Virgil, Tony Peña, Manuel Mota, Felipe Rojas Alou, Félix Sánchez.
También la de Juan Bosch, Joaquín Balaguer, Pedro Mir, Pedro Henríquez Ureña, Salomé Ureña, César Nicolás Penson.
Quisqueya, la tierra de mis amores. Somos el país de mucha gente que no ha sido famosa pero que ha demostrado capacidad, nobleza de alma, espíritu de trabajo. Muchos que no han ganado medallas, títulos o salir en periódicos o revistas pero que han dado lo mejor que tienen.
Gente que simplemente ha hecho la voluntad de Dios en muchísimas ocasiones y momentos cruciales. Gente que se ha repartido por el mundo y que como yo, se sienten orgullosos de ser dominicanos.
Gente que ha extraído petróleo en Alaska, que ha hecho puentes y edificios, dirigido orquestas en Europa, excelentes académicos, médicos en el Massachussetts General Hospital, Cleveland Clinic, Puerta de Hierro.
Gente que como Gastón Fernando Deligne han llegado a decir: Qué linda en el tope estás / dominicana bandera / Quién te viera, quién te viera / más arriba, mucho más. Quisqueyanos, valientes alcemos nuestro canto con viva emoción. La nación que si fuere mil veces esclava otras tantas ser libre sabrá.
El barco ha sido tocado, pero no hundido. Adelante. Tampoco busquemos ni pretendamos ser lo que no somos. Nosotros somos dominicanos. Con defectos, males, pero con virtudes, valores y fe.
La calidad de la vida es directamente proporcional a la calidad de los pensamientos.
La nación dominicana está triste. Pareciera que por los desastres de la naturaleza, por la constante crisis económica, el desastre energético, la repugnante clase política y una aparentemente interminable lista de males, el Apocalipsis quisqueyano está cerca.
No hay que abundar en la perenne queja, la decepción y la frustración que muchas veces nos abate.
La falta de esperanza, un futuro incierto, oscuro y a veces aterrador hacen que echemos a menos la tierra que nos vio nacer.
Uno de nuestros grandes defectos es denostar lo nuestro y echar loas a lo foráneo. Caemos en el craso error de compararnos con otros países. Cada país es diferente.
Por muchísimas razones el punto de referencia es Estados Unidos. Me pregunto yo si acaso hay algún país que pueda compararse con Estados Unidos. Los que territorialmente pueden hacerlo, no lo pueden desde el punto de vista del desarrollo. Obvio. Nosotros tampoco.
No tenemos las langostas de Maine, pero tenemos los camarones de Sánchez; no tenemos el trigo de Kansas, pero tenemos los arrozales de la San Francisco de Macorís; no tenemos las papas de Idaho, pero tenemos la yuca de Moca y los plátanos de Barahona; no tenemos la cocina exótica europea, pero tenemos nuestro sazón del medio del Caribe; no tenemos los Kiwis de Nueva Zelandia, pero tenemos guayabas por todas partes. Somos los de los mangos y del dulce de leche de Baní, las tortas de Pimentel, los chicharrones de Villa Mella, los pasteles en hoja de San Cristóbal, el mabí del Seibo, los hojaldres y rosquetes del Santo Cerro.
Aquí no cae nieve, pero tampoco la necesitamos. Dios nos ha bendecido con un sol precioso, un cielo como ningún otro y unos paisajes que no los apreciamos hasta que dejamos de verlos.
No tenemos los vinos de Francia, porque naturalmente no somos franceses, y este clima no es para ese tipo de cultivo. Y si así fuera, José Martí, el apóstol de la independencia cubana llegó a decir que "nuestro vino es agrio, pero es nuestro vino".
Tenemos ron. Todos quieren tomar cerveza Presidente. Cigarros dominicanos. Bailar merengue. Contratar peloteros dominicanos. Hay quienes han dado más jonrones que Sammy Sosa, pero ninguno tiene el carisma del criollo.
¿Acaso no pudieran las pupilas asombrarse al ver un amanecer en la bahía de Samaná y la hermosísima vista de esta misma bahía cuando se va para Las Terrenas? Los campos del Cibao con la agricultura variada, las palmeras, la pródiga tierra, las casitas multicolores, la generosidad de los campesinos.
Las dunas de Salinas en Baní, la costa de Barahona y Pedernales, las interminables playas del este llenas de cocoteros.
¿Hay acaso vista más bonita que la carretera desde Santo Domingo precisamente al aeropuerto, junto al Mar Caribe, con las diferentes tonalidades del agua y el efecto contrastante de los corales?
Del mismo modo, la carretera de la costa norte, colindante con el océano Atlántico, partiendo desde Puerto Plata, pasando por Sosúa, Cabarete, Gaspar Hernández, Cabrera hasta llegar a Nagua. Los ríos de Jarabacoa y Constanza.
El lago Enriquillo con flamencos y cocodrilos. Los cañaverales de San Pedro y La Romana. La basílica de Higüey a N. S. de La Altagracia. La iglesia de N. S. de Las Mercedes en el Santo Cerro.
Somos un pueblo alegre, de piropos, de bromas, de compartir en el colmado, de hacer sancocho cuando llueve, de jugar domino, de jugar pelota en la calle, de salir a bañarse bajo la lluvia, de volar chichiguas en cuaresma, del café de la vecina, de serenatas, de "asaltos" de cumpleaños, de habichuelas con dulce, de discusiones por fritos verdes y concón, de cocinados y "serruchos", de angelitos en navidad, de bailar en la calle, hablar alto.
Con el correo electrónico nos reímos de nosotros mismos, de nuestras ocurrencias e idiosincrasia. Eso somos. Como el merengue "Nosotros Somos Así" de Juan José Ayuso y Johnny Ventura:
Es la patria que no engaña por la que yo vivo y muero.
Sol y mar, surco y montaña
La Quisqueya que yo quiero
Criollo por los cuatro lados
La tierra de donde vengo es mi orgullo más preciado y lo más grande que hay.
Nosotros somos así, mezcla de son y merengue. Un pueblo lleno de gente que busca su porvenir. Hombres que saben fajarse en el campo y la ciudad, que dan solidaridad y pelean si hay que pelearse.
Somos el país de Eduardo Brito, Oscar de la Renta, Juan Luis Guerra y Michael Camilo. Casandra Damirón, Luis Alberti, Julio Alberto Hernández, Ángela Carrasco, Rafael Solano, Maridalia Hernández, Sonia Silvestre, Fernando Casado, Luchy Vicioso, de Yaqui y de Freddy. La tierra de Juan Marichal, Sammy Sosa, Pedro Martínez, Alex Rodríguez, Albert Pujols, Alfonso Soriano, Julián Javier, Osvaldo Virgil, Tony Peña, Manuel Mota, Felipe Rojas Alou, Félix Sánchez.
También la de Juan Bosch, Joaquín Balaguer, Pedro Mir, Pedro Henríquez Ureña, Salomé Ureña, César Nicolás Penson.
Quisqueya, la tierra de mis amores. Somos el país de mucha gente que no ha sido famosa pero que ha demostrado capacidad, nobleza de alma, espíritu de trabajo. Muchos que no han ganado medallas, títulos o salir en periódicos o revistas pero que han dado lo mejor que tienen.
Gente que simplemente ha hecho la voluntad de Dios en muchísimas ocasiones y momentos cruciales. Gente que se ha repartido por el mundo y que como yo, se sienten orgullosos de ser dominicanos.
Gente que ha extraído petróleo en Alaska, que ha hecho puentes y edificios, dirigido orquestas en Europa, excelentes académicos, médicos en el Massachussetts General Hospital, Cleveland Clinic, Puerta de Hierro.
Gente que como Gastón Fernando Deligne han llegado a decir: Qué linda en el tope estás / dominicana bandera / Quién te viera, quién te viera / más arriba, mucho más. Quisqueyanos, valientes alcemos nuestro canto con viva emoción. La nación que si fuere mil veces esclava otras tantas ser libre sabrá.
El barco ha sido tocado, pero no hundido. Adelante. Tampoco busquemos ni pretendamos ser lo que no somos. Nosotros somos dominicanos. Con defectos, males, pero con virtudes, valores y fe.
Sunday, August 08, 2004
Athens 2004 Olympic Journal :: Goldblatt . info
Athens 2004 Olympic Journal :: Goldblatt . info
An inside view on the Olympics.
Friday, August 06, 2004
Another one?
I guess he doesn't learn from experience.
From DR1.com:
Mejia inaugurates unfinished housing.
President Hipolito Mejia continued his frantic string of inaugurations, yesterday, at the public housing project at San Luis in the province of Santo Domingo. There, the President heard the complaints from the project’s new residents that the houses were incomplete as they lacked windows, doors and bathroom fixtures. El Caribe reporter Roberto Valenzuela wrote that the houses were still under construction even as the President was handing out the keys to the installations. Ironically, many of the houses didn’t have any doors for the keys. As the ceremonies were going on, dozens of workers continued their labor on the homes. As the President toured the Jose Francisco Pena Gomez Project, he listened to cries of “Take him (Mejia) down there, the houses are a disaster!” and “Mr. President, you are neither blind nor deaf, see for yourself, the houses are not finished!” Others called out that the INVI (the housing authority that built the project) had tricked the President. Besides the San Luis development, the President inaugurated others that were built for those displaced during Hurricane Georges (1998), who have been residing in barracks-style quarters since the disaster. The new housing projects were said to have cost over RD$1 billion.
Luckily this time his wasn't greeted with stones.
Voices from above.
Yesterday afternoon I was taking the elevator from the third to the second floor (yes, I know, I'm lazy). Just when it got to the second floor, I was startled by a noise that sounded to me as a speaker going online. Take into consideration that this elevator does not have any music and that I was alone inside the elevator, so try to picture my face as I started to look around. Suddenly a voice out of nowhere asked "Hello? Is anybody in there?" The door opened while I started to say "Yes..." and proceded to go outside. "Wait" said the voice. "Are the doors open?" "Uh, yeah, they are..." was my response. "In which floor are you?" he continued. "I'm getting out on the second floor. The doors are open and I'm leaving now. Bye!" was my final answer (Regis? Are you there?). I don't know what was the point of the unusual conversation, but I just hope that if the Lord ever chooses to talk to me, I wish he'd rather not do it using the elevator's PA system.
TechCentral: Story "Three men plead guilty to wardriving"
TechCentral: Story
So, is wardriving a crime or not?
Wired News: Porn Blogs Manipulate Google
Wired News: Porn Blogs Manipulate Google
It was just a matter of time until these guys dirtied-up something originally made for good, clean fun. As if there is not enough dirt in the world already.
Thursday, August 05, 2004
Blackout
This is what nights look like in Santo Domingo. Don't be fooled by the lights you see, they come from private emergency generators. Talk about the dark ages!
HowStuffWorks - Learn how Everything Works!
HowStuffWorks - Learn how Everything Works!
There's no reason to remain stupid any longer.
Fifty-nine Deceits in Fahrenheit 911, Dave Kopel, Independence Institute
Fifty-nine Deceits in Fahrenheit 911, Dave Kopel, Independence Institute
I am not an American. I haven't seen the movie. I am not involved in politics. This said, I am really interested in seeing it because of all the controversy it has created. I will now download it and see what the fuzz is all about.
Wednesday, August 04, 2004
No comment.
From our friends at DR1.com
"President booed at UASD
Yesterday was not a good day for President Hipolito Mejia, who attempted to inaugurate a library at the UASD (Autonomous University of Santo Domingo). Instead of cheers, the outgoing statesman was met with boisterous demonstrations by students and faculty, outraged that the RD$281-million facility was being unveiled in an unfinished state, and, worse yet, not having any books. President Mejia arrived with former legal advisor Guido Gomez Mazara, director of the Supervisory Office of Engineering of the Presidency Hernani Salazar, Public Works Minister Miguel Vargas Maldonado and Secretary of the Presidency Sergio Grullon and was received with loud “boos” by students lining up in front of the library to be inaugurated.
The students threatened to halt the inauguration ceremony going on inside the building, according to Hoy and El Caribe. President Mejia cut short his normal “walk-through” of the new installation and was hustled out the back entrance of the building into a vehicle that was not his usual transport and had been sent to the UASD given the heated situation. Under a hail of rocks, with some hitting the vehicles of the President entourage, the cavalcade, which included Public Works Minister Miguel Vargas Maldonado, the SUV of Sergio Grullon, the President’s brother-in-law and the Presidential press detail, beat a hasty retreat. The infuriated students also also dismantled the bronze plaque to commemorate the construction.
During the ceremony, members of the President’s security team were kept informed of the activities going on outside. At one point, it appeared that a small group of students at the main doorway faced off with SWAT teams, as they yelled slogans such as “Without any books, there’ll be no inauguration!” Some witnesses said that a plain-clothes officer struck a student, which served to fire up the demonstrators further. The military escort of the President reportedly fired shots into the air in an effort to disperse the gathering, as garbage cans burned and the outraged students expressed their outrage. News reports say that the library had almost been completed in the Fernandez administration (1996-2000), which at the end did not inaugurate it because of the lack of books.
The UASD board said that, as a disciplinary measure, the university had suspended engineering professor Socrates Barinas Sone and seven students. Two students were expelled. A man named Alberto Cardenas is to be formally charged for committing acts of violence against the President. El Caribe and Hoy newspaper published editorials criticizing the aggressive manner in which the students conducted their protest. "There must always be space for civilized protests, even in the presence of the President of the Republic. But the use of impulsive methods to frustrate an activity and jeopardize the physical integrity of the President, we condemn completely," said one editorialist.
The Listin Diario's Ana Mitila Lora had an explanation for the stone-throwing at the UASD: "People can't take any more." She continued to say: "It is not just that they can't sleep at night because of the heat and the mosquitoes, but because there is no water to take a bath, no electricity to move a fan. It is not just that there is no medicine in the hospitals or that people can't make ends meet, that pharmacy bills are in the stratosphere, that public transport is scarce, that the gas tank is empty and people are tired of lining up… It is the indifference with which the President is guiding these long transition days. His broken answers to the crisis is what incites the anger amongst citizens."
Diario Libre editorial deemed the protest to repudiate the inauguration of the library as a “unacademic answer to an unnecessary political event.”
"President booed at UASD
Yesterday was not a good day for President Hipolito Mejia, who attempted to inaugurate a library at the UASD (Autonomous University of Santo Domingo). Instead of cheers, the outgoing statesman was met with boisterous demonstrations by students and faculty, outraged that the RD$281-million facility was being unveiled in an unfinished state, and, worse yet, not having any books. President Mejia arrived with former legal advisor Guido Gomez Mazara, director of the Supervisory Office of Engineering of the Presidency Hernani Salazar, Public Works Minister Miguel Vargas Maldonado and Secretary of the Presidency Sergio Grullon and was received with loud “boos” by students lining up in front of the library to be inaugurated.
The students threatened to halt the inauguration ceremony going on inside the building, according to Hoy and El Caribe. President Mejia cut short his normal “walk-through” of the new installation and was hustled out the back entrance of the building into a vehicle that was not his usual transport and had been sent to the UASD given the heated situation. Under a hail of rocks, with some hitting the vehicles of the President entourage, the cavalcade, which included Public Works Minister Miguel Vargas Maldonado, the SUV of Sergio Grullon, the President’s brother-in-law and the Presidential press detail, beat a hasty retreat. The infuriated students also also dismantled the bronze plaque to commemorate the construction.
During the ceremony, members of the President’s security team were kept informed of the activities going on outside. At one point, it appeared that a small group of students at the main doorway faced off with SWAT teams, as they yelled slogans such as “Without any books, there’ll be no inauguration!” Some witnesses said that a plain-clothes officer struck a student, which served to fire up the demonstrators further. The military escort of the President reportedly fired shots into the air in an effort to disperse the gathering, as garbage cans burned and the outraged students expressed their outrage. News reports say that the library had almost been completed in the Fernandez administration (1996-2000), which at the end did not inaugurate it because of the lack of books.
The UASD board said that, as a disciplinary measure, the university had suspended engineering professor Socrates Barinas Sone and seven students. Two students were expelled. A man named Alberto Cardenas is to be formally charged for committing acts of violence against the President. El Caribe and Hoy newspaper published editorials criticizing the aggressive manner in which the students conducted their protest. "There must always be space for civilized protests, even in the presence of the President of the Republic. But the use of impulsive methods to frustrate an activity and jeopardize the physical integrity of the President, we condemn completely," said one editorialist.
The Listin Diario's Ana Mitila Lora had an explanation for the stone-throwing at the UASD: "People can't take any more." She continued to say: "It is not just that they can't sleep at night because of the heat and the mosquitoes, but because there is no water to take a bath, no electricity to move a fan. It is not just that there is no medicine in the hospitals or that people can't make ends meet, that pharmacy bills are in the stratosphere, that public transport is scarce, that the gas tank is empty and people are tired of lining up… It is the indifference with which the President is guiding these long transition days. His broken answers to the crisis is what incites the anger amongst citizens."
Diario Libre editorial deemed the protest to repudiate the inauguration of the library as a “unacademic answer to an unnecessary political event.”
Happy Birthday Jose!
Today is Jose's 15th birthday birthday. I was talking to his mom (my sister) earlier this morning and we where remembering what things were like on this day, 15 years ago. For starters, Jose didn't want to come out to the world (did he already know what he was coming out to?), it was very hot (like now), there was a gasoline crisis (like now) and we had very long blackouts (like now). I guess thing haven't really changed in 15 years. Anyways, happy birthday m'ijo!
Danger Will Robinson, danger!
| Perfect. Apparently we're going to be hit by a tropical storm (hopefully not a hurricane). Just what we needed. No gas, no electricity, severe economic depression... and now water! |  Tropical Storm 2 Originally uploaded by Bracuta. |
The Onion | CIA Asks Bush To Discontinue Blog
The Onion | CIA Asks Bush To Discontinue Blog
Give the guy a break. He's only human, after all.
Tuesday, August 03, 2004
LMES: Ultimate Racing Game Online
LMES: Ultimate Racing Game Online
Pretty cool. Let's see how this works.
Monday, August 02, 2004
July 19. At sea.
We spent the day getting to know the ship. As we had noticed earlier, about half the passengers were spanish speaking. We unpacked and booked all the tours we wanted to take while ashore. There was much to do onboard; different shows and places to be. Mariu went right ahead to make new friends. We were so tired we tried to recharge our batteries before the real touring started.
July 17 - 18. Amsterdam - Copenhagen, Denmark.
We took a plane from Amsterdam's Schipol airport (supposed to be the biggest in the world) to Copenhagen. It was a fast trip and when we got to our hotel in Copenhagen (which by the way had a great view of the river), we decided to go out for a stroll. As per my brother's recommendation we went to Tivoli Gardens. I personally didn't know what it was, but it seems to be very famous over at Europe. Almost 40 restaurants, shows everywhere, it's sort of an amusement park, europe style. Europe's biggest rollercoaster is there (I didn't get on it, nobody wanted to come with me). It's actually very nice.
On the 18th we took a city tour (we could board the ship as late as 9:00 pm, so we decided to spend the day in Copenhagen). We visited a bunch of nice places, including the famous Little Mermaid Statue, made to honor Hans Christian Andersen's book (he was danish).
Around 3 o'clock the tour was over and we decided to go onboard the ship. Our adventure was about to start!
The Grand Princess is the fourth biggest ship in the world. With more than 2,500 passengers and 17 floors, we were sure to have a great time. If you want to know more about the ship, check out it's website: http://www.princess.com
Apple's Jobs doing well after cancer surgery
Apple's Jobs doing well after cancer surgery
Good luck, Steve. Welcome to the world of cancer survivors.
Friday, July 30, 2004
July 14 - 17. Paris - Amsterdam
To make things more interesting, we decided to take a train to Amsterdam. We got to the train station with plenty of time to spare, so we decided to wait near our terminal for the train to come. About an hour before the train came, we suddenly saw many cops. They started to close a section of the station, and obviously this section included the one we were seating in. After a while a during the commotion, I asked a cop what was going on and he told me there was a "suspect" on a train and they were clearing the station just in case something hapened. Like in the movies.
Finally our train came and we boarded (I had to carry all the bags, ja ja!) before the "suspect" got out of the other train, so we didn't get to see the ending of the drama.
The train ride to Amsterdam took about 3 hours. I had never ridden on a train before (not counting the trains at Disney World and Disneyland), so I really enjoyed it. We rode first class, so we were pampered all the way to Amsterdam.
Amsterdam is a great city. Full on canals, its ambiance reminded me very much of Quebec. We took the classic boat tour, visited the Van Gogh Museum, Rijksmuseum (Rembrant's museums), the Anne Frank Museum (took a tour inside the house), visited the Red Light District (the girls charge 50 euros for 15 minutes! More than what I make!). We also visited Delft (where they make the famous blue ceramics), Rotterdam (a very modern city), The Hague (saw the International Court), and Madurodam (where Holland is reproduced in miniature), and the Flower Market (the Wall Street of flowers).
While in Amsterdam, check the streets twice before you cross them. Not because of the cars, but because of the bikes. Oh my God! I had never seen so many bikes in a city! And so ugly!
Funny story in Amsterdam. When we were at the train station on the first day, dady and I went to look for some infor about trains to Copenhagen and left mom and Mariu to look out for the bags. When we got back, there was a group of about 5 girls talking to them. When we got closer, we noticed they were dominicans. Ja ja! We always bump into dominicans in the weirdest places around the world. The sad part is that dominicans are famous in Amsterdam because most of them travel there to get a job at the Red Light District (got it?).
Finally our train came and we boarded (I had to carry all the bags, ja ja!) before the "suspect" got out of the other train, so we didn't get to see the ending of the drama.
The train ride to Amsterdam took about 3 hours. I had never ridden on a train before (not counting the trains at Disney World and Disneyland), so I really enjoyed it. We rode first class, so we were pampered all the way to Amsterdam.
Amsterdam is a great city. Full on canals, its ambiance reminded me very much of Quebec. We took the classic boat tour, visited the Van Gogh Museum, Rijksmuseum (Rembrant's museums), the Anne Frank Museum (took a tour inside the house), visited the Red Light District (the girls charge 50 euros for 15 minutes! More than what I make!). We also visited Delft (where they make the famous blue ceramics), Rotterdam (a very modern city), The Hague (saw the International Court), and Madurodam (where Holland is reproduced in miniature), and the Flower Market (the Wall Street of flowers).
While in Amsterdam, check the streets twice before you cross them. Not because of the cars, but because of the bikes. Oh my God! I had never seen so many bikes in a city! And so ugly!
Funny story in Amsterdam. When we were at the train station on the first day, dady and I went to look for some infor about trains to Copenhagen and left mom and Mariu to look out for the bags. When we got back, there was a group of about 5 girls talking to them. When we got closer, we noticed they were dominicans. Ja ja! We always bump into dominicans in the weirdest places around the world. The sad part is that dominicans are famous in Amsterdam because most of them travel there to get a job at the Red Light District (got it?).
July 10 - 14 - Paris
After a good night sleep on the plane (8 + hours flying), we finally got to Paris Charles De Gaulle airport. I had contacted a taxi service to pick us up, but it turned out we were on the opposite part of where we were going to be picked up. We had to walk for at least an hour to get there. When we finally did, the taxi wasn't there. Dad went outside to wait for the guy, but after an hour he began to get impatient. He hadn't noticed a van parked right in front of him. I had, but didn't see the name on the side. When I went out to check on him, I realized the guy had been there for more than an hour waiting for us! The driver turned out to be a Physics student who taxied on his free time. Very nice, but drove like crazy! Mom shouted "Lady Di" as he was speeding on the highway while talking to us.
The hotel was very nice (Courtyard at Neuilly Sur Seine).
Like every tourist, we visited the Eiffel Tower (I personally got up to the last floor. A great view of Paris), L'Arc De Triomphe, Montparnasse, Notredame Cathedral, Les Invalides (Napoleon´s tomb. Who would've thought that a small guy could have such a big tomb!), Latin Quarters, The Louvre Museum (since I'd read "The DaVinci Code", I checked out all the sights. Oh, the Mona Lisa!), Les Champs Elysees, la Place de la Concorde, took a boat tour on the Seine River, the Opera... the works.
One night we went to see the show at Moluin Rouge. We had made reservations at the hotel, and when we got there there was a line at least half a mile long of people waiting to get inside. We were going to ask one of the persons that worked there where we could go to get in line since we had prior reservations, but apparently the guy confused us with someone. He hugged my mom, gave her kisses and told us to come with him. Like royalty, we went by everyone that was in line and went straight in to a waiting room, near the entrance. When it was time, another guy came to get us and let us in. We were the first ones in and got the best seat in the house! Hurray!
One day we decided to take the train to Versailles Palace. Obviously, we got lost on the subway and when we finally got to the right station, while getting on the train a guy slipped between dad and me and opened my purse, snatching my camera. I immediately noticed and confronted him. He simply ignored me. I told him in english, french and spanish to keep the camera but give me the chip back (I had taken around 200 pictures), but had no luck. I finally decided to let it go (there was no cop around).
The hotel was very nice (Courtyard at Neuilly Sur Seine).
Like every tourist, we visited the Eiffel Tower (I personally got up to the last floor. A great view of Paris), L'Arc De Triomphe, Montparnasse, Notredame Cathedral, Les Invalides (Napoleon´s tomb. Who would've thought that a small guy could have such a big tomb!), Latin Quarters, The Louvre Museum (since I'd read "The DaVinci Code", I checked out all the sights. Oh, the Mona Lisa!), Les Champs Elysees, la Place de la Concorde, took a boat tour on the Seine River, the Opera... the works.
One night we went to see the show at Moluin Rouge. We had made reservations at the hotel, and when we got there there was a line at least half a mile long of people waiting to get inside. We were going to ask one of the persons that worked there where we could go to get in line since we had prior reservations, but apparently the guy confused us with someone. He hugged my mom, gave her kisses and told us to come with him. Like royalty, we went by everyone that was in line and went straight in to a waiting room, near the entrance. When it was time, another guy came to get us and let us in. We were the first ones in and got the best seat in the house! Hurray!
One day we decided to take the train to Versailles Palace. Obviously, we got lost on the subway and when we finally got to the right station, while getting on the train a guy slipped between dad and me and opened my purse, snatching my camera. I immediately noticed and confronted him. He simply ignored me. I told him in english, french and spanish to keep the camera but give me the chip back (I had taken around 200 pictures), but had no luck. I finally decided to let it go (there was no cop around).
French bagguettes are hard!
Loved Paris!
Loved Paris!
July 9 - Santo Domingo - Paris
The trip begins. When we go through migration at the airport, dad realizes the airline has ticketed the luggage straight to Amsterdam. Perfect! Now we won't have any clothes in Paris. After much talk, a guy from Air France solved the luggage issue. Time to get on the plane.
Thursday, July 29, 2004
Guess who's back...
Yeah, me. I know it's not very exciting, but I'm back home (against my wishes, of course). I know I promised to post while on vacation, but I had a very tight schedule and wasn't able to (too tired to write). I'll be posting about every day of my vacation (places I went, things I did, etc.) the next few days, so keep checking.
Time to get back to work (YUCK!).
P.S. Is it me, or does blogger have a new look?
Tuesday, July 20, 2004
Vacation!
Die from envy! Tonight I will be leaving for my long awaited vacation. I'll be going to many different places in Europe, bith the last part will be spent on a ship. I give you my cruise itinerary as well as a peak of my trip via webcam. Watch, who knows if maybe you can spot me around there...
Cruise itinerary. From July 18 to July 29.
Ship's webcam. My ship is the Grand Princess.
Thursday, July 08, 2004
One more digit.
I remember this Seinfeld episode where Elaine was bitchin' about having to dial 1 to call her home. It was when one digit was added to Manhattan's area code (212), because there were many phones on the area and lines were scarce.
While driving to work this morning, Teo Veras (the host of "Teo Veras en la Mañana", the radio show I listen to every morning) said that apparently this was going to happen here. It seems that there are too many phones in the DR and telecom companies will have to add another digit to our area code (809), which we will be forced to dial. So, if for example I want to call home, I'll have to dial (809) xxx-xxxx (thought I was going to give you the number???).
Wednesday, July 07, 2004
The bad thing...
About going away for vacation is that the closer the date gets, the less you want to work and the more work you have to do.
The Seattle Times: Business & Technology: Bill Gates could join the ranks of bloggers
The Seattle Times: Business & Technology: Bill Gates could join the ranks of bloggers
Now Blogger will start crashing. Or better yet, it will come with a secret bug and we will be forced to buy the upgraded version to get rid of it.
Hey! Guys from Google! Don't let him take over!
CNN.com - James Doohan, 'Trek's' Scotty, has Alzheimer's - Jul 7, 2004
CNN.com - James Doohan, 'Trek's' Scotty, has Alzheimer's - Jul 7, 2004
My trekkie heart goes out to you, Mr. Scott. You will always be the one I call to beam me up from this place.... And I know that even if you tell me that the warp engines will be online in 4 fours, you will be able to get them to work in 45 minutes.
Tuesday, July 06, 2004
Loli's babies.
These are Samson (in black) and Lola (in cream), Loli's babies. This pictures was taken by Loli, but they looked so cute I just had to upload them.
3 days!
3 days and I'll be flying away! I just want this week to be over...
P.S. Thanks Jose, for fixing up what you messed up...
;-P
Monday, July 05, 2004
Argh!
Jose tried to help me "clean" my blog yesterday using Dreamweaver. Ever since that, whatever I post doesn't appear online. Perfect.
Troy!
I went to the movies last night and saw "Troy". Let me just say something: Jenniffer Aniston is the luckiest woman in the whole world! There are no words to express Brad Pitt.
The movie was a great epic (no wonder it was based on Homer's "Illiad"). Just like "The Last Samurai", I enjoyed watching the 3 hour-long movie, and when it was over I hadn't realized I had not moved from my seat for the entire duration of the film. Great special effects, terrific battle scenes, awesome cast. What more is there to be said?
If you like these types of movies, I highly recommend you watch it.
Sunday, July 04, 2004
Classic latin-american TV.
Doña Florinda: "Profesor Jirafales!"
Profesor Jirafales: "Doña Florinda!"
DF: "Qué milagro que viene por acá!"
PJ: "Vine a traerle este humilde obsequio."
DF: "Gracias! No gusta pasar a tomar una tacita de café?"
PJ: "No será mucha molestia?"
DF: "Por supuesto que no. Pase usted."
PJ: "Después de usted."
DF: "Gracias."
Friday, July 02, 2004
7 days!
And I'll be flying away! Don't worry, I'll try to post from wherever I find internet access.
Horrible tragedy!
This happened last night, apparently at my sister's (my nephew sent it to me). Stranger things have happened...
Thursday, July 01, 2004
Wednesday, June 30, 2004
Tuesday, June 29, 2004
IQ
According to tickle.com, these are the results of my IQ test:
Your IQ score is 122
This number is based on a scientific formula that compares how many questions you answered correctly on the Classic IQ Test relative to others.
Your Intellectual Type is Insightful Linguist. This means you are highly intelligent and have the natural fluency of a writer and the visual and spatial strengths of an artist. Those skills contribute to your creative and expressive mind.
BBC NEWS | World | Middle East | Iranian woman 'gives birth to frog'
BBC NEWS | World | Middle East | Iranian woman 'gives birth to frog'
The frog recently starred in Shrek 2 as the King, father of Princess Fiona.
Monday, June 28, 2004
Wisdom.
As said by my dear friend, Charlotte York:
"I've been dating since I was 15. I'm exhausted! Where is he?"
Sunday, June 27, 2004
45th Anniversary.
Today my parents celebrate the 45th anniversary of their marriage. 45 years together! Man, I'l never get to that milestone.
Thursday, June 24, 2004
100 things about me.
1. I‘ve been wearing glasses since I was 15.
2. I'm not fat, I'm full of love.
3. I'm not a natural blonde.
4. I love cars.
5. I love computers. My first computer was an Atari, then a Texas Instruments and after that, I was introduced to the wonderful world of Apple by my brother in law, who gave me an Apple II.
6. I'm a lawyer for a local brokerage firm.
7. I have 5 Apple computers at home: Classic II, Performa 6290CD, iMac SE Snow, iBook, iMac SE.
8. I have 5 cats: Dax O'Ñiño, Bomba Jean, Pana de la Pista, Huracán George and Quoi Gon Jin.
9. I live with my parents.
10. I have 5 nieces and nephews: María Eugenia, José Félix, José Guillermo, Javier José and Camila María.
11. My parent's names are José Adolfo (papi) and Enedina Altagracia (mami).
12. My brothers and sisters are José Adolfo (Chachi), Fedora Julia (Judith), and Fabio Antonio (Fabio).
13. My brother and sisters in law are Silvia Margarita (Silvia), José Félix and Catalina (Kathy).
14. I share birthdays with my sister Judith. We were both born on a Friday, January 18, but exactly 12 years apart.
15. I prefer Pepsi over Coke.
16. When I was a kid, all I used to eat was french fries and fried eggs.
17. My favorite color is orange.
18. I was once involved in local politics.
19. I used to have two dogs (Sebastián and Tommy) and four turtles, but I was forced to give them away when I moved to my new apartment.
20. I have an iMac-shaped aquarium (I have fish).
21. I hate spicy food.
22. I love my family above all, but bellow God.
23. I'm Catholic.
24. I can speak spanish, english and french.
25. My friends are one of the most important things for me.
26. About a year ago I had a fight with 2 of my best friends and haven't spoken to them since (I miss them, though).
27. I'd rather eat junk food.
28. I used to practice judo, piano and ballet.
29. I love music.
30. I'm very shy and not outgoing.
31. I love to party!
32. I'm a trekkie.
33. I'm a TV buff.
34. I love gadgets.
35. I love sushi.
36. I despise tequila.
37. I'm very loyal.
38. When I was a kid I wanted to be a vet.
39. I suck my thumb.
40. After high school graduation, I spent a summer at Quebec studying french.
41. I was my high school's girl volleyball team captain.
42. I'm very disorganized, but I know my way around my mess.
43. I have traveled all over my country.
44. I hate to shower with cold water.
45. I'm afraid of death.
46. On January 9, 1999, I had back surgery to remove a herniated lumbar disk.
47. I'm afraid of roaches.
48. Porn disgusts me.
49. I love playing computer and video games.
50. I love amusement parks.
51. I love watching cartoons.
52. Madonna is my idol.
53. I have never done drugs.
54. I've been drunk countless times.
55. I love ketchup but hate tomatoes.
56. I hate to be alone, but love to have my space (weird, huh?).
57. I've never cheated on a boyfriend.
58. Madonna is my favorite artist.
59. John Grisham is my favorite author.
60. I write short stories as a hobby, but I have never shown them to anybody.
61. I'm a sci-fi fan.
62. I love going to the movies.
63. I've never stolen anything.
64. Sometimes I tend to be a control freak.
65. I'm very patient.
66. I've broken my right ankle 3 times.
67. I love to drive around.
68. When I was a kid, I used to wrestle with my brother Fabio.
69. I used to be a tomboy.
70. I'd rather wear jeans and t-shirts all the time (sometimes even a baseball cap).
71. I totally love chick flicks.
72. I sing while driving in my car.
73. I forgive, but don't forget.
74. I'm extremely patient.
75. I love to sleep.
76. I'm a personal hygiene freak.
77. I'm very responsible.
78. I love to travel and do so as often as I can.
79. When I was three my dog Tufi bit off a chunk of my upper lip. I have a little scar, which almost no one notices.
80. My family and childhood friends call me Eny, everyone else calls me Enedina.
81. My mom and I share the name title and name (but the last names are backwards).
82. I love nature.
83. When I feel sad, I like to go to the beach by myself.
84. I feel attracted to the moon.
85. If I can't find it, it's not online.
86. I believe in miracles.
87. I believe in extraterrestrial life.
88. Once, I was "the other woman".
89. I've been involved with younger men.
90. I prefer japanese cars.
91. I enjoy shopping online, but hate going shopping.
92. I had my first kiss at 15.
93. I've had many cars: a 1980 Toyota Celica (called "Herminia" in honor of a local whore house, it was called that because it was always full of women!); a 1980 Mazda 929 (called "la Hormiguita" or Little Ant because it was my father's car and he drives so slooooooooww); a 1980 Renault 12TL (called "Merito" because it used to belong to my uncle Merito); a 1987 Mazda B2000 cab plus pickup truck (called "La Super Camioneta" or the super pickup because we used to have so much fun there); my current 1998 Honda CR-V (called "La Super Jeepioneta" because it's a jeep and a pickup), and my latest addition is a 1980 Volkswagen Cabriolet (my project car still in the works).
94. I love to spend Sundays at home, cuddling with my cats. Oh yes, I love to cuddle.
95. My first job was at the Dominican Congress.
96. I've never lived by myself.
97. I don't have kids of my own, I've never been married and I was once engaged.
98. I hate betrayal.
99. When I grow up, I wanna be rich.
100. I have a secret I've never told anyone, and never will.
Wednesday, June 23, 2004
La vida comienza después de los 30...
Dedicado a Loli y nuestra conversación de anoche...
(de un email enviado por Ivonne)
La vida empieza después de los 30...
A LOS
¡20! ¡Por fin! Cumpliste los veinte y te sientes la ultima Coca-Cola del desierto... ¡Eres otro pedo! ¿Qué más puedes pedir? Tu piel parece de durazno y aunque te comes doce tacos de chicharrón, a tu figura no le sobra nada, te das el lujo de tener 4 novios y bailar y desvelarte y sigues siendo la misma muñeca al otro día.
¡21! Eres la mujer mas deseada por los hombres (sobre todo por los mayores de 30). Además te llueven las propuestas matrimoniales.
¡22! Comienza tu periodo laboral (y curiosamente con él, tus crisis económicas). Pero, qué más da, si dentro de poco te van a sacar de trabajar, ¿o no?
¡23! Aunque aun no has dejado de trabajar, ya puedes presumir que tienes las manos llenas de billetes (¡Total!, ¿qué importa que sean propiedad del Banco en donde trabajas?).
¡24! ¡Ah, qué felicidad! Has encontrado a tu príncipe azul, así que no tarda la hora en que tu dedo anular luzca una hermosa argolla de matrimonio.
¡25! ¡Oh decepción! Has extraviado a tu príncipe azul (aquel al que sus papás obligaron a hacer una maestría........ en el extranjero).
¡26! Empiezas a preocuparte (todas tus amigas se están casando y tu galán, sí, el mismo que se fue al extranjero no da señales de vida).
¡27! Empiezas a despreocuparte, que importa si no te has casado al fin la mayoría de tus amigas ya se están divorciando y lo peor, las están engañando.
¡28! Te entra el pánico. Acabas de descubrir que los doce tacos de chicharrón que te devorabas a los veinte años, ya están haciendo estragos en tu figura, ¿no será que estás embarneciendo? ¡Y empiezan las dietas que no te sirven mas que para pura chingada!
¡29! ¡Horror! Ya averiguaste que no eras la última , el galán no aparece (¿será que tiene que repetir otros cinco años de maestría? ¡el pendejo!). Y ya son menos los hombres que vuelven el rostro para mirarte, ni siquiera los rabo verde, puro chopo feo se te acerca… y sigues mejor sola...
¡30! ¡El colapso total! Pero no te preocupes, la mejor etapa sexual, laboral, mental y económica de la mujer comienza a los treinta.
DESPUÉS DE LOS 30's.....
1. Si eres soltera, lejos de perder el tren te estás ahorrando un divorcio y tal vez un parto o dos o tres no deseados. ¡Qué maravilla! Ahora tus amigas son divorciadas, o dejadas, o engañadas, gordas, llenas de niños o no pueden salir porque el marido no las deja. ¡Qué pena!
2. Haz cuentas, tus pretendientes realmente de valor los estas consiguiendo ahora, antes eran niños estúpidos, ahora tus pretendientes te dan buenos regalos, te llevan de viaje, te llevan a buenos lugares, ¡hasta dinero te dan, dizque para que no batalles! ¿Qué tipo de tipos querían contigo a los 20's? (el hombre casado, el papá de tu amiga, el huevón afuera del colegio).
3. Ellos no te eligen..... la que elige eres TÚ (hablando de hombres y de empleos). Ya no te vas con cualquier estúpido que te hable bonito, hasta te ríes de ellos cuando tiran su rollo, ahora buscas a un tipo que sea inteligente... y que dure más de 5 minutos en la cama, te olvidas del típico que te dice: Es que el primero siempre es así de rápido, ¡pero espérate al segundo y no te la vas a acabar! y el segundo nunca llega.
4. Pesa más tu inteligencia intelectual y experiencia sexual que tu peso en kilos... te sabes el kamasutra mejor que el que lo escribió.... ¡Ah coño!
5. El "que dirán" baja del 1 al -18 en tus prioridades... te importa un pito lo que piensan tus vecinos, tus padres y hasta tus amigos, es más, hasta disfrutas haciendo cosas que antes no hacías.
6. Tienes armas para descubrir mentiras y dejar cabrones sin caer en depresión. Ahora lo que no te mata te hace más fuerte. (Muy bueno)
7. ¡No extrañas el uniforme colegial ni tus jeans de carajita cuando te enfundas en cualquier ropa de marca comprada con tu dinero no comprada con el dinero de tus padres! ¡O de tu marido!
8. La seguridad, autosuficiencia y autoestima después de los 30 no las compras con nada, la palabra COMPLEJO pasó de moda.
9. Estás lista para enamorarte de quién tu quieras, elegir a unos dos o tres tipos sin compromisos, solo para pasar el rato, embarazarte y mantener a tu hijo cuando tú lo decidas...además no necesitas de un cabrón para que vea por tu hijo, hoy en día son mejores las madres solteras que madres engañadas... lo que es más, ¡No por 1 libra de longaniza tienes que cargar con el cerdo entero!
10. Adoras a tus padres, aprecias las leyes de la sociedad pero.... ¡QUE SE JODAN! ...... NADA TE DETIENE... ¡ERES ÚNICA!, LAS NIÑAS DE 20 YA QUISIERAN TENER TU INDEPENDENCIA, TU EXPERIENCIA SEXUAL ES LO MÁXIMO, CADA VEZ QUIERES PROBAR MAS COSAS, ANTES NO SABIAS NADA DE SEXO, Y PEOR NO SALÍAS SI NO TE DABAN PERMISO... ¿VERDAD QUE LA VIDA EMPIEZA DESPUÉS DE LOS 30's?
¡Felicidades!
Worse?
This is my building's new generator schedule:
7:00 am - 8:30 am
10:00 am - 10:30 am
1:00 pm - 2:30 pm
7:30 pm -12:00 am
Notice I won't have any electricity after midnight...
And this is my work schedule:
9:00 am -1:30 pm
3:00 pm -5:00 pm
Notice how they don't match?
There will be no social life for me... no good mornings or good nights... NO LIFE!
Tuesday, June 22, 2004
Tiffany sues eBay in counterfeit items suit | CNET News.com
Tiffany sues eBay in counterfeit items suit | CNET News.com
I don't think eBay is liable, but I'm no international legal expert. What do you think?
Apple - iPod Your BMW
Apple - iPod Your BMW
Well, I guess I'll have to trade up... But then again, my CR-V certainly goes with my iPod.
And now what?
Last night cable tv went awry. No service. What else can go wrong? No electricity, no Dish, no cable which translated into no internet....
BEAM ME UP SCOTTY! 
Monday, June 21, 2004
Party!
Party at Steak House last Friday (as usual). This past Friday many of my friends came with us (Rosita, Katherine, Maria Eugenia, Marcos, Chichi, Lorena, Carlos, etc.). Check out the pictures in my photoblog.
Geocaching failure.
Total failure. Yes, we (by we I mean Carlos and I) went geocaching to Juan Dolio, but we couldn't find the cache. It was getting dark and we were in the middle of a small forrest, so I got kinda scared and told Carlos it was better if we left. Our only protection was my stun gun (I believe it's batteries are dead), and since the crime wave has risen in the past few weeks, I just wanted to get home.
We had lunch-dinner at Boca Marina, a restaurant on the shores of Boca Chica beach. After dinner, we sat and talked for a while. It was getting even darker, and I wanted to go to the movies, so we left around 7:30 p.m.
When we got to Santo Domingo we picked up Jose and Javier, two of my nephews, and went to see Shrek 2. It was hilarious! I had so much fun. I'll post a review later today, I'm kinda busy right now.
Sunday, June 20, 2004
Going geocaching.
There's no electricity, our emergency generator is out of gas and some tennants in my building have not paid their maintenance, so it will not be turned on today. I'm at my sister's printing a cache's coordinates here in Juan Dolio, a beah nearby. I'm going to the beach to look for it. Maybe I'll get something to eat at the beach, at Neptuno's or Pelicano, two very good restaurants in Boca Chica, another beach. I'M IN A BAD MOOD! I'll post the results of my geocaching when I get back and IF THERE'S ANY ELECTRICITY IN THIS HELL OF A COUNTRY.
Friday, June 18, 2004
The past couple of weeks...
Yes, I know. I've been naughty. I haven't had time to write anything in the past two weeks, but you've got to understand I've had too much work to deal with. Besides, I have also been busy geocaching with my nephew Jose ever since Wednesday, and whenever I get home there's no electricity to turn on computer.
Yes, your read right, the blackouts are getting worse. I believe our current president is getting back at the whole country for not voting for him. And what is worse, people actually do believe things are going to get better as soon as the new president is sworn in. Hello????? Change takes time, specially when things are as bad as they are now.
Tuesday, June 15, 2004
GMail invite contest.
I recently swapped a box of cigars for a gmail invite. Now it's my chance to be in the inviting seat. What I ask in return is quite simple. When I was in high school (a not-so-long time ago) I read a poem by E. E. Cummings. If I remember correctly, the poem was about some clothes in a machine washer. Of course, you could only tell that after studying the poem, because it was kind of misleading at first. The person who tells me the name of the poem and posts a copy of it here gets a gmail invite.
Monday, June 14, 2004
The beginning of the end
I'm sitting at my desk, with my jacket off, having a coke and writing on my blog. Why? Because I can't take it anymore. It's hot as hell! Blackouts are driving me insane! The local generators say the government hasn't paid them, the government says they don't owe the generators. In the meantime, we are getting no more than 4 hours of electricity a day. Gas prices are very high and emergency generators (or "plantas" as we call them down here), do suck a lot of gas when they work for 20 hours straight (Emergency?). This also strains the plantas and fixing them up is very expensive. For instance, in my building we have established a schedule for the planta. We turn it off at 10 am and turn it on at 1 pm. Then off again at 3pm and on again at 6 pm. Finally, off at 1 am and on at 5 am. This means that from 1 am to 5 am I GET NO SLEEP WHATSOEVER! Last night I disconnected my computer from the ups and connected a little fan I'd bought at Brookstone a while ago. At least it was not that hot, but still... nights are horrible.
Same goes here at the office. Since we can't afford to turn the planta off, we have 2 different generators: a big one and a small one. The thing is, since this has been going on for a while now, the big one has been taken offline and the small one doesn't move the ac units. Windows are scarce... just imagine. 8 hours a day with no air AT ALL. I brought my little fan this afternoon, but it hasn't made much difference.
HAVE PITY ON US! WE ARE MELTING!
Hot!
We're burning up down here! 20 hour blackouts, humidity and heat are not a good combination. ¡Señor, apiádate de nosotros!
Wednesday, June 09, 2004
SCIFI.COM | 5ive Days to Midnight
SCIFI.COM | 5ive Days to Midnight
I've been watching this miniseries for the past couple of days. Being a sci-fi fan, I specially like things related to time travel and all that. Hence why I've really liked this mini series.
It just dawned on me. Maybe he sent himself the briefcase. After all, it has his name written on it and a combinatiom only he could know. That's right, he sent it to himself from the future. It's like it happened in "Bill & Ted's", they reminded themselves to do things in the future so that they would appear in the past, which was their present. I know it's complicated, but it's actually pretty cool.
Missed me?
Haven't posted this week 'cause I've had a bunch of work, but since tomorrow is a holiday in the DR, I can catch up with my posting. I have lots of exciting new things to tell, so check later on.
Sunday, June 06, 2004
MSN Entertainment - News - Reports: J.Lo Marries Singer Marc Anthony
MSN Entertainment - News - Reports: J.Lo Marries Singer Marc Anthony
Bi-otch! The corpse of his dead marriage isn't cold yet, and they marry! His divorce was official on Wednesday! That's why she broke up with Ben, he didn't want to marry her! Oh boy!
BBC NEWS | Science/Nature | Satellite images 'show Atlantis'
BBC NEWS | Science/Nature | Satellite images 'show Atlantis'
Just in the time for the launch of SciFi Channel's new series "Stargate: Atlantis".
Saturday, June 05, 2004
Celebrity Gossip
MSN Entertainment - News - Ben Again
I don't know about you, but I am sure happy this whole Bennifer breakup happened. She was just too trashy for him. Don't get me wrong, I like her. It's just that she's got "too many miles" on her speedometer for him. She's going to make a great couple with Marc Anthony (after she broke up his marriage and made him come to the DR to get a quickie divorce). Whatever.
Friday, June 04, 2004
Lost.
Apparently "The Osbournes" has changed nights or time slot. It used to be on Tuesdays at 10:30 pm on MTv, but for the past 4 weeks it hasn't been on. Was it cancelled? Did it change days or time slot? Are they on hiatus again? Any cooperation is appreciated.
Thursday, June 03, 2004
About weight.
No excuses, but self esteem boosters:
Paternal wisdom.
My father always says:
El miedo es libre (Fear is free)
Un pollo es un pollo (A chicken is a chicken)
Después de un día, viene el otro (After one day comes another)
La vida es una lavativa (No translation).
Update on the giraffe-eaten traffic light...
On Tuesday afternoon I was surprised to see that the local authorities had finally replaced the traffic light that was eaten by the giraffe. Good job guys! It only took you, what, 3 weeks to do it? That’s an improvement! I must say, though, that traffic was actually more fluid when the light was missing…
GMail!
A kind soul has made my wish come true: I now have a GMail account! Thank you, Sheri! Your good deed will not be forgotten. Hope you enjoy your cigars!
Wednesday, June 02, 2004
BBQ at Paradise
My buddies from Biaggi & Messina> (my previous job) were home last night. We threw a BBQ party in honor of Monica. Thanks to Alex, food was great and we had a really good time, although we must remind Sara that the garlic in the garlic bread MUST be pre-cooked. Godzilla lives!
Tuesday, June 01, 2004
Blogchalk
This is my new blogchalk:
Dominican Republic, Distrito Nacional, Santo Domingo, Paraiso, Spanish, English, Enedina, Female, 26-30, Star Trek, Technology. :)
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