Thursday, April 29, 2010
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Sunday, September 10, 2006
It dawns on me that as I've spent thousands of words and, probably, too much of readers' time analyzing this stuff over the past few weeks, I've danced and dallied around the central point. Allow me to quote Bruce Schneier, the author and security guru, who in a recent blog entry more elegantly sums things up:
"The point of terrorism is to cause terror. The people terrorists kill are not the targets; they are collateral damage. And blowing up planes, trains, markets or buses is not the goal; those are just tactics. The real targets of terrorism are the rest of us: the billions of us who are not killed but are terrorized because of the killing. The real point of terrorism is not the act itself, but our reaction to the act. And we're doing exactly what the terrorists want."
Sunday, January 22, 2006
Ser tu bravura ser la fuerza y juventud
De tu letargo mudo la voz, la inquietud
Quiero pegar un grito de liberación
Despues de un siglo y medio de humillación
Quiero tengan tus días destino mejor
Y el futuro sonría prometedor
En la falda de tus cerros haré mi hogar
Donde felices los niños iran a jugar
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
I'll break the silence with a meme stolen from vidiot
Cities where I spent one or more nights in 2005:
- San Diego, CA
- San Jose, CA
- Davenport, IA
- Chicago, IL
- Boston, MA
- Arlington, TX
Monday, November 14, 2005
I was so surprised. I'm sure I've seen a meteor in the sky before, but I can't remember when.
I was so surprised, I forgot to make a wish.
But, it's just as well I forgot. I don't believe in wishes any more. No wishes, no dreams, no grand goals.
Sure, those things are fine sometimes. It feels good to imagine what could be, what might be, all the possibilities and then sorting through to choose the one I'd like the best.
But, I've had it with that. No more. I'm tired of the disappointments. Tired of the wishes that fall to earth in flames, like a shooting star.
Saturday, September 17, 2005
- Eating badly because, frankly, cooking for one is a pain and fast food is, well, fast and cheap
- Never closing the bathroom door
- Licking the drips from the hot sauce bottle, because, after all, it's only your own germs you're sharing with yourself
- Not restraining those bodily noises
- Rinsing a spoon and leaving it out to reuse, because (see item 3)
- Developing a high tolerance for dust (resulting in the side effect of a mad rush of cleaning prior to the arrival of visitors)
- Self-indulgence -- doing whatever you want, whenever you want, spending money without discussion or consensus
PPS: is item 7 really a *dangerous* habit??
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