half grapefruit
"Now I understand," said Fabrizio, "why was around from woman to woman without reaching successful ever: I was looking for my soulmate! And now, finally found it! Fabricio
Leticia squashed gently with pleasure, and she left sweet smack. Both were madly in love. Under the cypress at the foot of the lake, lived a very romantic encounter. And as the two were madly in love, the evening was a dream.
But love or no, Leticia had some challenges to the theories of Fabricius.
"When you talking about half oranges Leticia said," you refer to were cut oranges and whose halves were then removed and hidden from one another?
The answer-question took a bit of surprise to Fabrizio. Timidly did broach a "Yes."
"Then," continued Leticia, under the cypress-halves "could be anywhere on the planet?
-Ujhum ... -Balbulceó Fabricio.
- How about the universe?
"Well, well no, I'm looking for human beings," said Fabrizio, a little more confident. Still do not know anyone who has left the solar system. Seeking human beings and, of course, the opposite sex.
"Well, well, Leticia dazed tone. Limit our "analysis" the planet Earth. Now, my question is: have you ever lived in another city?
-No ...
- Have you ever been in search of your "better half" to another city?
-Nooo ...
- Do you realize how vastly lower than the odds of finding it in your same city, even country?
"I really never thought of it that way. But anyway, do not know anyone who has been to look to other countries, at least not with malice aforethought.
- You could be first! Dale, animate! Hahahaha! Why not start with Indonesia? It seems a good place to begin your long (yes, looong) search.
"Shut up, stupid, cut it with that.
"Well, your theory, not mine. I have the right to laugh.
The two embraced (although they were already embraced) and the matter ended there. However, Fabrizio was thinking.
The next day, Fabrizio got up at quarter past seven. Not because he had wanted, but occupational causes. Business hours, they say. Is cleaned, combed her hair, dressed, prepared a coffee ... and meanwhile, his head hanging around other places, in strange musings.
FInal 1 (the fake)
quarter was eight and still Fabricio had not left the house. After lengthy discussions and infighting, decided he could no longer stand on the impasse. He grabbed the briefcase and headed for the door. He opened the door. It was an instant standing there. One moment ... a moment ... a moment ...
Returning to the piece, leaving the portfolio, lying in bed. Rato
after staging a bag.
He went to the door. He opened the door. It was an instant standing there. One moment ... a moment ... a moment ... and left. Perhaps, Indonesia would be a good place to start.
FInal 2 (the real) were
quarter to eight and Fabricio had not left the house. After lengthy discussions and infighting, decided he could no longer stand on the impasse. He grabbed the briefcase and headed for the door. He opened the door. It was an instant standing there. One moment ... a moment ... a moment ... and left.
way to work, bought cigarettes. In the room there was a call center (that's why he had come into reality.) He called a cab and knocked.
"Hello, Leticia? How you walk, my half of a grapefruit? You know I love you, no? ...
talked a little longer (Leticia did not understand why the average grapefruit).
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Monday, February 18, 2008
Weird Taste In Mouth Carbon Monoxide
energy savings and the end of the universe. True inspiration
authorities Santa Bern ... ufff, sorry tale I was wrong.
The authorities of a banana republic, as an energy saving measure, they decided the advancement of clocks around the country in exactly one hour.
The bill was reasonable. In these latitudes and at that time of year dawn to dusk at 5:30 and 20:30. In that situation, who got up at 7 to go to their respective yokes, wasted half an hour of daylight. In turn, if businesses closed at 9 o'clock, from eight had to use artificial light and continue at home until eleven o'clock, with such light (counting a total of 3 hours of artificial light).
With the schedule change, would wake at 6:30 (getting just 30 minutes from waste) and anochecería at 9:30 (artificial lowering power consumption to only two hours). In addition, a net savings of 2 hours. This will accrue to the government and consumers in the monetary savings of quichicientos pesos ..
But it was a banana republic, and spent what should happen. The events did not take the expected course, even took a course expected: Merchants, to find that at 9:30 there was still some light, they reasoned, so questionable, as follows: "Good, now I can close to 10! ". In this way again, without realizing it, to use one hour artificial light in their respective businesses. Of course, if they closed at 10, and did not open at 8, but at 9 o'clock, going to waste an hour and a half of light.
But they seemed to be very happy (and banana). After judicious reasoning and put into action, everyone ate bananas with dulce de leche as a festival.
... the authorities took more than two weeks to realize what had happened ... Everything was back to square one! Decided that this behavior was not normal, and needed rehabilitation work of the population. They started a campaign
beautiful posters, banners and ads that read: "Is it that they are all idiots?" Plus other recommendations.
The people ignored the recommendations, so the government decided to take the road behaviorist. Would a new schedule change, and people, now, as rationally abide.
With this new schedule change, people got up at 8. As it was for the original 6, the savings was back in force. Needless to say, then people began to close at 11 (which were the original 9), and with full enthusiasm. None wanted to give
budge, so the "system" went in the direction expected: the authorities will complete the schedule, the population ahead schedules.
When, as on March 25 in the world, in the said country was already Aug. 16, the last major world powers gave acknowledgment.
But the reaction was not as expected: being a banana republic, took the attitude as a new festival, ritual or custom, "or whatever" that had begun in the country, and that soon will affect the rest. Consequently, the uniqueness
continued with their particular way of affecting the space-time. For the year 2009 in this country was already 2130. Mismatch could be a slight exaggeration, but brought very positive consequences: the scientific and technological advances in the year 2130 position allowed the banana republic as a great power. Of course, had to withstand global warming, which was not so unbearable because of the hypermodern splits of the time.
The real problem arose when running real time in 2030, came the invasion of aliens from 4233 in the former banana republic.
Slavery lasted about 2000 years (something like 3 years actual, because the third country was advancing their clocks).
Did I say problem? I must have confused. The real problem arose when (and I lost count, but will be thousands of millions of years into the future -300, 400 years real-) the sun began to expand and become red, engulfing the third country (leaving intact, of course, the compliant and friendly countries conventional space-time.)
In the former site of the country, was a deep hole, which was soon replaced by water. A sad loss, especially mass.
Cronopio - Inspired by "Santa Bernardina del Monte", a tale of Leo Masliah, and the effects of time change that now governs (2008) in Argentina. 
The authorities of a banana republic, as an energy saving measure, they decided the advancement of clocks around the country in exactly one hour.
The bill was reasonable. In these latitudes and at that time of year dawn to dusk at 5:30 and 20:30. In that situation, who got up at 7 to go to their respective yokes, wasted half an hour of daylight. In turn, if businesses closed at 9 o'clock, from eight had to use artificial light and continue at home until eleven o'clock, with such light (counting a total of 3 hours of artificial light).
With the schedule change, would wake at 6:30 (getting just 30 minutes from waste) and anochecería at 9:30 (artificial lowering power consumption to only two hours). In addition, a net savings of 2 hours. This will accrue to the government and consumers in the monetary savings of quichicientos pesos ..
But it was a banana republic, and spent what should happen. The events did not take the expected course, even took a course expected: Merchants, to find that at 9:30 there was still some light, they reasoned, so questionable, as follows: "Good, now I can close to 10! ". In this way again, without realizing it, to use one hour artificial light in their respective businesses. Of course, if they closed at 10, and did not open at 8, but at 9 o'clock, going to waste an hour and a half of light.
But they seemed to be very happy (and banana). After judicious reasoning and put into action, everyone ate bananas with dulce de leche as a festival.
... the authorities took more than two weeks to realize what had happened ... Everything was back to square one! Decided that this behavior was not normal, and needed rehabilitation work of the population. They started a campaign
beautiful posters, banners and ads that read: "Is it that they are all idiots?" Plus other recommendations.
The people ignored the recommendations, so the government decided to take the road behaviorist. Would a new schedule change, and people, now, as rationally abide.
With this new schedule change, people got up at 8. As it was for the original 6, the savings was back in force. Needless to say, then people began to close at 11 (which were the original 9), and with full enthusiasm. None wanted to give
budge, so the "system" went in the direction expected: the authorities will complete the schedule, the population ahead schedules.
When, as on March 25 in the world, in the said country was already Aug. 16, the last major world powers gave acknowledgment.
But the reaction was not as expected: being a banana republic, took the attitude as a new festival, ritual or custom, "or whatever" that had begun in the country, and that soon will affect the rest. Consequently, the uniqueness
continued with their particular way of affecting the space-time. For the year 2009 in this country was already 2130. Mismatch could be a slight exaggeration, but brought very positive consequences: the scientific and technological advances in the year 2130 position allowed the banana republic as a great power. Of course, had to withstand global warming, which was not so unbearable because of the hypermodern splits of the time.
The real problem arose when running real time in 2030, came the invasion of aliens from 4233 in the former banana republic.
Slavery lasted about 2000 years (something like 3 years actual, because the third country was advancing their clocks).
Did I say problem? I must have confused. The real problem arose when (and I lost count, but will be thousands of millions of years into the future -300, 400 years real-) the sun began to expand and become red, engulfing the third country (leaving intact, of course, the compliant and friendly countries conventional space-time.)
In the former site of the country, was a deep hole, which was soon replaced by water. A sad loss, especially mass.
Cronopio - Inspired by "Santa Bernardina del Monte", a tale of Leo Masliah, and the effects of time change that now governs (2008) in Argentina.
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Should I Lasagna With Tin Foil
At 4:30 am the poet appeared. I had been mumbling verses, inventing new words to lack of knowing how to use the old terrors facing blank pages, devoting pages to the appalling black wastebasket filled with crumpled paper and my desk and my bed, alternating locations for my fruitless attempts to bear fruit. 4:30 am
appeared, flying through my window. I was not surprised. Instead, a feeling of elation came over me. The poet sat down on a chair I stood in a dark corner of my room. He sat down, without uttering a sound, but staring at me.
Suddenly, the words in my mind was freed. Flowing through my arm to my hand, struggling to be reflected in my papers. I took hasty a random amount of leaves and began to write. This time, real writing.
My hand moved as fast as my brain and built poems and prose I never thought I could devise. In four hours and debug wrote five poems and two stories, sublime.
"I must go - says the poet, saying his very first sentence.
"Wait," he said. I wrote so fast that I could not even think about or digest my work. You will read and then you go. Is it possible to grant me this favor?
"Yes," replied the poet.
I checked and read every one of my poems and stories. To my amazement, they were just trash, exquisite corpses made by one person, trivia and corny. Horrified, I turned my gaze to the poet, who did not flinch. Seemed to already know the outcome of everything.
I do not understand, "he said, pleading. You gave me inspiration, gives me the talent, creativity, inventiveness, originality. Is not that right? Is not it?
"Yes," replied, with a look quality but impassive.
- So? What does this bunch of words disposable? And is it a cruel joke?
The poet went to the window, ready to go. But before doing so spoke, and after doing so, I should just shut up:
-I am the poet said, and left.
Cronopio.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Brazilian Women's Team Shower
magical event in prehistory
A fourth stripped. Paredes white, spotless, painted on the lime and cement.
With his head resting on one arm, face down and sheltered by cotton sheets, a cronopio sank into reveries.
First, imagine trees, then endowed them with fruit, then imagined birds, painted in colors. Cerrado with eyes delighted in his thoughts.
He fell asleep with a smile.
He slept deeply, at length fell asleep.
In between dreams spent an hour, in between his dreams was two. It was three, became four, spent a little more.
suddenly awoke frightened, a touch soft and rough at the same time he had covered half the body.
Smiling again, he leaned back. His room had no walls, was lush and green. The birds sang and a blanket, tucked it mildly vine.
A fourth stripped. Paredes white, spotless, painted on the lime and cement.
With his head resting on one arm, face down and sheltered by cotton sheets, a cronopio sank into reveries.
First, imagine trees, then endowed them with fruit, then imagined birds, painted in colors. Cerrado with eyes delighted in his thoughts.
He fell asleep with a smile.
He slept deeply, at length fell asleep.
In between dreams spent an hour, in between his dreams was two. It was three, became four, spent a little more.
suddenly awoke frightened, a touch soft and rough at the same time he had covered half the body.
Smiling again, he leaned back. His room had no walls, was lush and green. The birds sang and a blanket, tucked it mildly vine.
Cronopios (text and illustration)
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