COOL BUS
I told a friend who has many books and see no reason to doubt it. On the seventh day, God created man and woman. In the eighth, the cell phone. And in the ninth began with Internet. It was a big effort that it took two days. The internet on the ninth day is good: to chat with loved ones, read newspapers and know everything. The tenth, no, perhaps from exhaustion. Internet is upside down, tenretni. Not the web or network, nor is it a five inviting part of a string in honor of St. Jude Thaddeus. Rather it is the shadow behind a sign with the word internet. It do not surf, is shipwrecked. Initially attacked only the tenth day of each month. Not now, do it every day. One turns on the computer, it connects and does not know who will come: or tenretni internet. For ADSL, modem, or a simple hair clip, one of the two can enter the home or office and be in front of one, next to the grandmother or playing with children. Sometimes, they get both simultaneously. Along with the right hand, tenretni. Next to the left, internet. At such times fight each other. The user is reviewing a newspaper, visiting Barney or reading an article to repeat it to students in college or school on the corner, but tenretni wakes up and, wham, it ruins everything by inviting him to chat with naked women playing slot machines or buy a resort on an island lacking. At other times, internet and the user comes alone, sighing with relief, take the opportunity to check the mail, but immediately tenretni steals for a second personality to his rival and deposited in the mailbox five messages from his followers. The first, a Russian girl who, having been abandoned by an American, wants to marry someone else or something. The second, with the story of a South African who wants to send you money for who knows what. The third invited to type in the number of credit card and no more, as usual. And the fourth and fifth, giving banned drugs or jokes forwarded by people whose intellectual qualities hitherto thought.
Tenretni is a kind of virus, but sometimes also found in the virus, especially in the e-mails from friends noting the presence of other viruses. It actually is a larger entity. When referring to it in the previous paragraph, I wrote the word fan, it was not an oversight. Personally I think the daughter of gods, tenretni is a deity and as such, has its followers. They certainly will put candles, we recite prayers and offer sacrifices. Moreover, as a religion in question is always the possibility of conversion. So you may have shared information with a follower of the Internet and it can become tenretni server, and from then use the shared information so insane.
If only it were that nothing would happen because it would suffice to isolate and not to reconnect ever. The worst, the worst of the worst, unbearable is that, as with all conversions, no one is exempt from, or even write articles on tenretni enough to immunize against it. Therefore, one may be working quietly at the computer and suddenly, wham, the spirit of tenrteni appears before one forced him to close the writer and open the pages of a search engine or the Supreme Court, attempting to ascertain if and the girl next door has been divorced or looking for news, jokes or interesting videos to send to friends through the bytes of a goddess, and you and I know it is called Tenretni.
Friday, September 15, 2006
Milena Velda Exercise
Yesterday evening was not exactly the coolest of the year. Nor is the warmest, I know very well, but as I was about to freeze to death between Caracas and Valencia, in the central regional highway.
The issue is that I waited in one of the banks of Cabriales and pretended to be reached by bus. I say nothing of all that the delay in addressing terminal. Neither of the nuisance caused me repeated messages trying to jam the speaker or the lady at the box office number five said the plane's departure time to Maracay. Irrelevant today. I will dedicate myself only to talk about the moment when, in the middle of highway, watching the coffee sellers panels and sweat blood from my window, I felt I was about to freeze to death and I told the lady that mix and shop girl attendant, attending the unit of the films: "Miss, I'm dying of cold. Can you download a little air conditioning? ".
The lady in question, which I had seen in strange ways when addressing the unit, did not immediately respond, but my seatmate in the terminal was almost bare and now moved placidly in a fake mink coat . "This is not an inch lower. For something I paid my fare. "
seriously tried to see where his words out. Impossible, her face was completely covered by the shelter visonesco. She
, yeah, sure, noticed my attempt to see her, because immediately declared: "Moreover, feeling cold or heat is nonsense. What happens is that people are not known dress. "
Grandpa in the back seat, who had left her three grandchildren in the upstairs, also found it necessary to intervene and instead to remind the partner the difference between centimeters and C, evicted from his lips his right leg sunglasses and gave me the capital letters in his book of good living: "My dear, why do you go to give up their privileges? Air conditioning, if cold, means quality, quality of life. " All
probably would not have happened there and, despite the intolerable cold, have managed to recover thinking perhaps of those tendrils of lapis lazuli that for several days, had my life to shambles, but the occupants of the contralateral arm-chairs, in whose memory I now recognize two former eighth-grade classmates, aired all the drawbacks of my lung proposal.
"And this is mounted on a bus just like that with a franelita, as if it were a pickup truck seats," said the nearest dentist today.
not answered. Of course not answered. I did it the other way and would have continued to do so if your neighbor would, auctioneer of horses, I had shouted, as if speaking to him: "What if you want to pass heat why did not you go on a bus without air, Paju?. "
His words came at a time when Miss began to move his mouth to answer and I stopped. I took two notes of ten thousand Bolivars portfolio and started to rectify, "Sorry, I do not think I have understood, what I want is cold you put more air conditioning. Here are real. "
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