mian zi

i like the story of italo calvino where the foam on the waves is like big happy dogs jumping and running towards you. bye bye girlfriend. i don't remember how it went but those were two important parts of the story. it was about the guy who thinks things out in a way which makes perfect sense, but the words only make sense if you knew the thoughts. learn about frequency response analysis, feedforward control and cascade control. write reaction paper to sexuality of puerto rican and cuban women. read a series of articles from mexican feminist magazine fem. in french class i talked about some sort of political controversy in Tahiti. i said que va paser when i should have said ce qui se va paser. quelque fille a dit que allait aporter des sweet thing from HEB et j'ai dit sans penser "quelle blondas." it is important that no one listened to me. i said something about losing face and it couldn't be recovered. she said she didn't get it. i thought mian zi and i said i don't know and unlatch my seatbelt.

the valley

o que eh que alguem pode fazer no valley? video jogos. burnout. liar porros pro maha e os meninos do rangerville. ir aos boites no mexico e ver as bailarinas mexicanas trabalhando pelo lado gringo as quales lhe obrigar dizer que isso eh a sua melhor oportunidade. coquetear com as exnamoradas as mexicanas as college girls porque alguem do austin eh um hot commodity no valley isso eh verdade. deveria haver-me ido mais temprano. what story down there awaits its end?

the fanon effect

me encuentro encontrando que hay personas en mi carera con quienes se pueda pasar tiempo sin ganas de depresiĂłn o ganas de quitarte la vida. compartimos el deseo de ganar el premio de $100 que la empresa Celanese darĂĄ a quienes que pueden hacer la mejor presentaciĂłn sobre el diseĂąo y la elecciĂłn de una fabrica de alcohol metĂ­lico. hoy el honky y yo logramos a tener una conversiĂłn mas de noventa porcentaje y celebramos por ir a madame mam's con la coreana gostosinha. yes, i need a yellow fever shot. the wind kept blowing into the mouth piece and i didn't hear the list of theoretical conditions she inquired about. i say no no no and we'll sort it out when they're about to give me the shot. falei com a pioja e tenho a melhor consciencia por lhe dizer que jĂĄ tenho namorada de quem me quero ir. filho da puta. austin is coming to an end. austin as i know it is coming to an end. things are starting to happen. it felt almost icy with this wind. this wind or something about this air will scatter all my friends to different corners of the globe in less than a month, god finds it proper since our profligacy was getting to be excessive and we have to make room for the younger folks. tahvez a namorada leia a minha blog. pois ĂŠ uma stalker deve ser assim. the wind blows into the mouthpiece whatever i want to say and it amplifies any sounds around me, especially diesel engines. i'll just throw it into the path of that diesel engine. se puede suponer que maĂąana serĂĄ el tiempo perefecto para los camarones, por estar los landlords de vacas.

came back home-things are wrong-not really-it was bad all along

i caused a great uproar amongst my engineering classmates by purporting the theory that it was impossible to make a profit on our semester project without comitting some sort of calculation error. the errors leading people to think they could profit was the confusion of the unit MSCF for million standard cubic feet, whereas it is thousand standard cubic feet, and the perception that we need 500,000 metric tons of methanol, whereas we really need 500,000 tons of acetic acid.
furthermore i have discovered that palm oil is an important commodity if one is to fry plantains as a snack. a plantain fried in vegetable oil is far inferior to one fried in palm oil. you can put some onion. the whole thing will have a deep red color to it, the color of the grease that settles at the top of a pot of spaghetti sauce. In Yoruba, one should greet a palm wine tapper as "Igba a ro o," which means 'may the climbing rope show greater flexibility.'
i read that the blackened skin on the bodies in falluja may be due to phosphorus burns from the special ammunition used by our army. it will burn so long as it is exposed to air. so you can bandage it for a few days, but then if you take the bandage off of the wound, it will start smoking and burning again. if you want to find all the places where the body is burned, turn off the lights, and all of the pieces will glow in the dark.

padrote

http://www.xsunderground.com/thechilde/

y la opinion de los demas sale sobrando
no les preocupen que diran ni como ni cuando

pacified people

http://www.iraqresistance.net/article.php3?id_article=77

this website is a european collective of solidarity for the iraqi resistance.

[tom's comment makes me think i should clarify that i don't support violence, nor would i recommend violence even to those experiencing such an oppressive dehumanization as i think the occupation brings. of course it is instructive to learn about all of the actors in this situation.]

the fin

johnny saw clarali standing inside of the waterloo ice house and he got it into his head to throw a chair through the glass storefront and expose himself in order to show is anger. agnes and cristen went off with some guys on their way to san antonio and we told ourselves they were completely drunk and would sort it all out the next day so they would be safe. then they showed up with some soy ice cream. i exhausted every permutation of telling frank to buy pizza for everyone. i told duylinh how to see come here in spanish and she immediately yelled "jeremy! ven por aca!" to this group of mexican girls. this guy spit on frank's car when we kept yelling jeremy at him.

las calenhas son como las flores

en vez de regresar a mi hogar, vine al labo donde se quedan los nhonhos. lo que me hace permanecer son las nhonhas chinitas de korea y singapura. nos tocara terminar en menos de una semana. se esta asomando un espiritu corporativa entre le gente del clase. la novia se fue y volvio a ser en menos de 24 horas. pinches viejas... voy para comer pie

somos lo que hemos perdido

last i heard from stefan he sent me an invitation for some network system, then i heard he died. we all sort of walked about in the same place and out blood felt heavy, everyone opened their eyes a bit wider and fixed them that way so as not to betray any emotions. stefan carried himself cordially. when i brought paola to the restaurant to meet her she said "this is the last margarita i'll have in austin." he watched a movie with us and he refused to admit any of the beer was worth drinking. it was donnie darko the movie, where a boy, in order to avert a fatal accident involving a man in a rabbit suit, he preemptively though retroactively brings about his own death. this was around the first time i heard of any rumour having to do with tran. in this way, rumours will always make me think of him.

i have mothafuckers disappearing like county checks

http://www.gnn.tv/headlines/headline.php?id=240


Some former CIA operatives and human rights campaigners claim the agency and the Pentagon use a process called “rendition” to send suspects to countries such as Egypt and Jordan. They are then tortured largely to gain information for the Americans who, it is alleged, encourage these countries to use aggressive interrogation methods banned under US law.

Bob Baer, a former CIA operative in the Middle East, said: “If you want a serious interrogation you send a prisoner to Jordan. If you want them to be tortured you send them to Syria. If you want someone to disappear . . . you send them to Egypt.”

Among the countries where prisoners have been sent by America is Uzbekistan, a close ally and a dictatorship whose secret police are notorious for their interrogation methods, including the alleged boiling of prisoners. The Gulfstream made at least seven trips to the Uzbek capital.

bullet in tha' head

Photo courtesy of AlJazeera

falluja

http://fallujapictures.blogspot.com/

snacking

i saw this word on a package of potato chips and i think

the concept of snacking must be a north american concept. i went out with two sisters in villahermosa to buy some bags of potato chips for the family to have coffee together on sunday. pipo and i bought tequila and potato chips for the game of risk. i went with chris to have soup-filled dumplings as a requisite tourist activity for visitors to shanghai. but this bag of potato chips advertised itself as the perfect idea for snacking. this suggests a subtle but significant dialectical transformation. this is to say that a snack does not mark an occasion, but an occasion is marked by the snack. maybe if i think of other things like this i will list them, like the list in Spengler's essay in Asia times purporting to exemplify North American culture. http://www.atimes.com/atimes/Front_Page/EK18Aa01.html

embora

The US won't be pleased by his suggestion that "if [the Americans] say they have wrapped up operations in Fallujah, we are telling them to allow all satellite networks to enter the city ... so the world can see what is really happening in the streets of Fallujah".

On Saturday the Iraqi Red Crescent sent seven trucks and ambulances, 53 volunteers and three doctors to Fallujah to distribute food, blankets, water-purification tablets and medicine to hundreds if not thousands of families caught in the crossfire. But the US has prevented them from entering the city: the Red Crescent was held at Fallujah's general hospital, "captured" by the Americans early last week, on the left bank of the Euphrates River. Abu Fahd, one of the volunteers, said that "none of the injured residents is being allowed to come to the hospital, while those outside are not allowed to go into town".
http://www.atimes.com/atimes/Middle_East/FK16Ak02.html

the warm blood of

estamos na puta labo. los problemas son varios. estamos usando una cantidad de agua igual a la de una ciudad el tamanho de austin, estamos perdiendo approximamente treinte millones de dolares cada anho, sin incluir los cuestos del equipment, y hemos puesto un compressor de 35,000 hp. para lograr esta compresion, hubiera que usar cinco compressores del mas grande tamanho posible. so no arreglamos estes problemas, mejor comprar alcohol metilico para $0.55/gal

brothaman

go, freedom!
i say is this some kind of PR campaign or an actual war?
it's like you can move some of your assets in a company around to make the shareholders think you are profiting over all, but this is not a good idea with a military. like you can move some soldiers all to one point and totally show off all the guns you have, to make the congress and the public think we are profiting from this violence. good it will probably fool the congress and most of the public because they don't have time to double check. so those wily bastards the ones trying to protect their country stole the cheese from the trap and they're going out to other cities to chew on the electrical wires, shit in the pantry and give fleas to the babies. i think this will have to go on until the army gives up. perhaps they will give up faster if we stop paying taxes and if people stop enlisting. hmm. more tax cuts! in the mean time, you can help the failure effort by not paying taxes and not enlisting to fight. can i get in trouble for saying that? i think there was some supreme court case from the WWI era which says i can.

copper pennies

i forgot to say, may ogun render ineffective all warplanes and other sorts of weapons. if ogun helped me get a ticket, he can help me with this.

conductors closing the doors before i get in i shout

i have come to understand that stress will be no good for my health, so i will have to renounce stress. robots have no stress, so if i feel there is a stressful time, i convert myself to a robot and march off to whatever fate i have. this morning it was the process control test. i had to use the routh stability criterion, not to be confused with the pasquill stability class. that is for the upcoming test in air pollution. i got an email saying there will be a star-studded panel to answer all of my questions about doing a co-op term. i found dende for sale at fiesta. the e should have a circumflex, but this filthy blogger does not allow it. it is expensive but it seems you don't use very much for cooking. if anything will teach frank how to cook properly it is the lure of stealing a lesbian from her girlfriend. he made some highly respectable rice braised with shitake, carrots and peas. i made pad thai and that's why i know how to say basil in spanish. albahaca. in the spice market, fiesta has started marketing a higher quality fresh basil, but they have doubled the price to a dollar. should i grow my own now? fried plantains with cream are not the ideal side for pad thai, but they work well enough. spring vacation... france or el salvador? or both? i should recreate spring break '97 where i did both.

minha vagabunda

sometimes if i drink with tata and the waitresses the next day i congratulate myself on speaking portuguese and i imagine how some day i'll be sitting on an ivory tower and people come up to me with their questions carefully prepared, and sometimes andy and i spend three hours unable to make a feasible design of the methanol unit, and i imagine where do i start if i'm cast out on the streets. first i'd go buy a spoon for thirty five cents so i'd always have something to eat with, a good metal spoon. i just now thought of how to continue the salome story, something about walking under a bridge and everywhere i look i expect to see a man selling regeton CD's, because i don't have any money to buy one. it is presque vu, and it torments me terribly, so much so that i console myself by saying to everyone how salome is so well-behaved, thinking back how maybe it is a more admirable goal to be well-behaved than to have the popular song i heard in the disco the night before. nothing sobers you up like hearing the engine whining or lurching because it's in the wrong gear, and you demand of the driver not to torture the car like this. out of politeness you convey this demand with an exaggerated and silent cringe.

carros, putas, plata, rolex

the coop was doing a clearance sale and i got Diana o la cazadora solitaria and African Politics in Postcolonial Times for very cheap. last night was VIP potluck. tata brought beer and brazilian guys and surya brought some indian food. i cooked or warmed up all leftovers and leftover products in my fridge and we all drank. the name sounded so good that no one cared that they were eating leftovers, so long as there was beer. edewin nao sabia como se chama dende no ingles e ele estava perguntando a gente a sua significa. ele o encontrou no internete, eh palm oil. lhe dize que se procura isso nas tiendas africanas. next time we will have to have girls over, but then i couldn't serve leftovers. gonna post my nigerian visa application today. i don't trust dem nigerians with my passport ;-)

en la calle

now i understand why people were publicly humiliated for being landlords during the cultural revolution in china. it's getting cold, things are happening fast, my kitchen only gets dirtier. tonight is VIP potluck. hoy estaba mirando la foto de las ninhas peruvianas y me dio ganas de estar tranquilo. si me vestiera asi, caules problemas pudiera tener? puse algumas das minhas fotos no nomadone para que a gente poderia ver o erotocismo dos volcanos e da borrachanza. it's cold. i feel uneasy but everything is moving fast. soon i will be an old man whose job is to sit atop his cabin in the mountain and answer peoples' questions. i bought a book in german for sixty cents so that frank and i could practice our perverted german accent. there is plenty to read out loud from it. i don't know what it is but it has something to do with martin luther.

election day coverage

finalizing plans to move to colombia

rock a party on crutches?

did i write some time ago that i would stop talking about politics? i must have, because i stopped. it was making me depressed and tending towards mentally ill to keep thinking about politics, geopolitics, economics, etc. ok i'm back in the shouting red faced man's game of arguing about politics.

let's talk about the bin laden tape. there are several schools of thought here. the one being that the bin laden is speaking in more consiliatory terms, indicating a weakening of his forces, best articulated by William Saffire
http://www.nytimes.com/2004/11/01/opinion/01safire.html?hp
if you will believe this then Bin Laden hopes Kerry will win, hopes that he will get to buy a bit of time to regroup. the second school of thought is that seeing Bin Laden reminds voters of the war on terror, an issue where bush receives more support than Kerry from voters, and that his appearance is to endorse bush, who makes recruiting so much easier for Al Qaeda this is well-articulated by Pepe Escobar of Asia Times
http://www.atimes.com/atimes/Front_Page/FB14Aa03.html
finally there is the school of thought that Bin Laden does not care who we elect, or who the electric voting machines allege we elect. maybe he's lonely and wanted some attention. he's old, a valetudinarian, and his only joy left in life is being the icon of our present clash of civilizations, and wanted to remind us of that. there was an iraq war argument in the basement of the coop i overheard it while i was looking through the old spanish textbooks marked for clearance. the one guy said iraq has nothing to do with our little airplane incident, and the other guy sad that the real reason is that we are entering a class of civilizations, and we might as well get started attacking the states most opposed to our culture. fair enough, i think. once we in the united states come to terms that the recent aggressions are about spreading the ideal of US culture, (along with oil) are we ready to fight for our culture? do we know what our culture is? do we have a culture? Spengler of Asia Times' article today was very good
http://www.atimes.com/atimes/Front_Page/FK02Aa04.html

i want to talk about growth and modernity in my next post.

we may be gearing up for another landlord battle. the rule of thumb for fighting with corporate entities is to make them realize that collecting the money from you will require more effort on their part than the money is worth to them. why not move on to someone who is more docile and defraud them?