Saturday, December 25, 2010
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Sample Welcome Adress
Beyond the clouds
sleep I found my freedom
bitter weeping captive solitude.
dreamed that her crying
welcomed my breath I had a dream, I dreamed ...
be part of the sky. Old
dancing with the wind in the storm
gave my lost soul looking for his mistress
. I felt his regret
down from above him home ofrció
me I, your brother.
dreaming I will not let her cry or lose
to miss only a brother of the wind.
I had a dream, I dreamed ...
be part of the sky.
"Holy Land Rev.
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Basic Pokemon Price Chart
found in the blog SuperDiver these tutorials which I hope will serve you and give you ideas for papers.
Saturday, October 30, 2010
How Much To Fix A Tv/dvd
Miguel Hernández Miguel Hernández
Nanas de la cebolla
The onion is frost shut in and poor
. Frost
phone
days and my nights.
Hunger and onion,
black ice and frost
large and round.
hunger in the cradle of
my child was.
onion blood
breastfeeding.
But your blood sugar frosted
,
onion and hunger.
A dark woman
resolved
moon pours
thread by thread into the cradle. Laugh
boy
bring you the moon
when necessary.
Lark of my house,
laugh a lot.
Your laughter in your eyes
light of the world. Laugh so much
my soul to hear
beat in space.
Your laughter frees me,
gives me wings. Solitudes
I removed, I started
prison. Boca
flying,
heart in your mouth
flashes.
Your laugh is the most victorious sword
,
winner of the flowers and the larks
Rival of the sun.
Future of my bones and my love
.
flapping meat,
sudden eyelid,
living like never
colored.
goldfinch much
goes back flaps,
from your body!
woke up to be a child:
never wake up. Sad I
mouth:
always laugh.
always in the crib,
defending laughter feather by feather.
a flight so broad, so widespread
,
that your body is the sky
newborn.
If I could go back to the origin
your career!
the eighth month
laugh with five orange blossoms. With five minute
atrocities. With five teeth
as five teenagers
jasmine.
frontier of kisses
be tomorrow,
when
teeth feel a weapon. Feel
fire
teeth running down the center
looking. Fly
child
double breast
moon:
he thought onion,
you satisfied.
will not collapse.
not know what happens or what happens
.
Nanas de la cebolla
The onion is frost shut in and poor
. Frost
phone
days and my nights.
Hunger and onion,
black ice and frost
large and round.
hunger in the cradle of
my child was.
onion blood
breastfeeding.
But your blood sugar frosted
,
onion and hunger.
A dark woman
resolved
moon pours
thread by thread into the cradle. Laugh
boy
bring you the moon
when necessary.
Lark of my house,
laugh a lot.
Your laughter in your eyes
light of the world. Laugh so much
my soul to hear
beat in space.
Your laughter frees me,
gives me wings. Solitudes
I removed, I started
prison. Boca
flying,
heart in your mouth
flashes.
Your laugh is the most victorious sword
,
winner of the flowers and the larks
Rival of the sun.
Future of my bones and my love
.
flapping meat,
sudden eyelid,
living like never
colored.
goldfinch much
goes back flaps,
from your body!
woke up to be a child:
never wake up. Sad I
mouth:
always laugh.
always in the crib,
defending laughter feather by feather.
a flight so broad, so widespread
,
that your body is the sky
newborn.
If I could go back to the origin
your career!
the eighth month
laugh with five orange blossoms. With five minute
atrocities. With five teeth
as five teenagers
jasmine.
frontier of kisses
be tomorrow,
when
teeth feel a weapon. Feel
fire
teeth running down the center
looking. Fly
child
double breast
moon:
he thought onion,
you satisfied.
will not collapse.
not know what happens or what happens
.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Remington Precision Mb40 Charger
Centennial Where's Paul?
Well, I found a rather interesting video on Internet security but is a little stronger than is usually publish M ª José and the motto is: 'If you protect yourself in real life why not do it online? "
Well, I found a rather interesting video on Internet security but is a little stronger than is usually publish M ª José and the motto is: 'If you protect yourself in real life why not do it online? "
Exercises For Lower Back Muscles
The lower you upload do not ever
I keep insisting on the trust issue because I know what @ s who are ...
A big hug and luck for this new course. Follow
blog posting that is yours !!!!!!!! 
I keep insisting on the trust issue because I know what @ s who are ...
A big hug and luck for this new course. Follow
blog posting that is yours !!!!!!!!
Monday, October 18, 2010
Famous Players Silvercity Biography
Works and Works II
I return to the theme of the previous article and works box. While my original intention with that iconic picture was sufficient to produce a coherent, I soon realized my limitations for this task (let's be John Berger to write essays with images only, as it did in Modes see ) and added references to each of the classifications, and then clarification on some of the works that I put at the end of the article.
Now I think that may be more things that deserve clarification. Then start going into detail.
The first row of the table of literary , that of the work The Iliad, remember something that very well known, it is worth saying again if it comes to thinking work within the Information Science: The Iliad was not written was that . Strictly speaking, the epic poems were sung , just as tragedies, so the picture is not totally accurate at this point and should include the musical aspect of this work. Something that will probably never reach known. But what mattered to me here is that some works do not come into the world as documents, but they become over time, as indicates the second row. It's the same process of traditional stories, songs popular in short, any activity "literary" that comes from a culture that has no writing or does not use it for aesthetic purposes. It is also the case of music, as shown in the front rows of box musicals and performing arts . And go into the details of these paintings. But I want to return to literary works and the issue of modes of reception.
There are two aspects, plus the fact not set (yet) a document, which are closely linked to the mediation. On the one hand the property to require mediation implies that the reception of the work necessarily occurs in a social environment. At least they are needed the mediator and the receiver is not possible individual reception of a work that requires an interpreter. Among many other things, this means that the work must be collected at the time, a common time to all listeners, a time that can not go back or forward.
other hand, not being represented in a document, which is a physical object, there is a physical object that point: the words (and music, dance, performance) is carried by the wind.
The following works do not present any particular with respect to the subject of mediation, are already works, while written works have been designed as documents and therefore all have a physical object that supports the work and all can be accessed individually. The only explanation is that the poems, like The Golem Borges' stories, as The beasts Roberto Arlt and journal articles, such as Howell does not have the physical correlate a book but a part of a book: a series of leaves.
In the last rows down some conclusions on the table of literary works. The first is that any literary work can be retrotraíada to the original state of work performed by the reading public. The poem recited The golem we put back into the place of citizens in the agora and again put the work in time. In this case the document is part of the mediation, but as in The Iliad, the reception of the work is an act and that act does not set a document. For this to happen, as shown in the row is required for audio, and here we are definitely engaged in the bourgeois modernity. If there were no differences from the point of view of reception from the reading of an ancient or medieval manuscript and a modern edition, this restoration of auditory reception of the literary work to the limit coincides with the historical divisions tradicionales. Obviamente, el registro sonoro es mucho más importante a la hora de hablar de las obras musicales, pero esto formará parte de otro post. De todos modos, la caracteristica a destacar desde el lugar en que lo estamos analizando, es que la mediación no es más producida por un humano sino por una máquina, lo que permite que esta obra mediada pueda ser accedida individualmente.
Finalmente, vemos que lo que parecía válido para toda obra literaria, no lo es para el caso ya mencionado de Le Livre de Mallarmé, y podría decirse otro tanto de las obras perdidas, pero mentadas, de Sófocles o Esquilo y de tantas otras. Este detalle que parecería sin importancia, no es menor desde point of view of the Cs of the Documentation, on the one hand it makes no sense to classify a work that set up a document. They are works that may have historic, aesthetic, philosophical or scientific, but are outside the documentation. But on the other hand, while establishing relationships between works (being version, to be adapted, quote, etc) are indeed in the discipline may have these types of relationships between works "normal" and these "works no document", then, paradoxically, are also within the discipline. Should we challenge these boundaries?.
The last row of the table, which is common to all the tables indicates that all work-and we saw that there is no universal understand this literally, can be transcribed into digital media. While the scan extends the range of works that can be represented in documents-perhaps all types of works, from the point of view of the reception is a novelty compared to recording sound.
Night In Paris Streaming
Objects, models, behaviors
long time ago that turns me this sentence from a Article of Hernán Wilkinson Blog:
"To which I want to go and I can hardly yet formally prove is that for me to have a 'good 'model involves having an isomorphism between model objects and the entities of the domain. This means that for each domain entity is a single object that represents "
I leave aside the question of isomorphism with reality , because the issue is best treated roughly especially more from the philosophy that since the computer . However, I believe that this should take the issue of environmental reality, that what you say is worth much if the domain is actually (or part thereof) as if it is not.
A definition of model I spent a long time is very much in tune with Hernan, "A conceptual system (abstract) achieved through representation of isomorphic or homomorphic a particular system, as intellectual construct designed to organize the experience is always partial and provisional, and practically any model is incomplete because it leaves out some properties of the original system, imperfect as the modeling technique introduced due to the support properties model. "François, Charles. Dictionary of General Systems Theory and Cybernetics .
The clarification that the model can be isomorphic or homomorphic is very important, because the isomorphism is symmetric, implying that for every object model , there is a single domain entity which is representation. And this would lead one side to the problem whether entities such as numbers, collections and abstract classes a part of the domain hierarchy. Some would say that the numbers are entities that are part of any domain. And to the extent that the domain is conceived in terms of hierarchy, then the abstract classes are implicit in this hierarchy and that the models in order (if the implementation uses inheritance), which is explicit.
so I would not assert categorically that numbers, sets and other abstractions are part of any domain. I take the example of musical notation, it is clearly a model of music "real." Is an isomorphic representation, as for (almost) every entity in the domain, ie, every note, every instrument, every joint, etc., there is an entity (a chart) in the model. If we had to make a software that models this model is the musical writing, we should look to mathematics as a few times, but you can read music without knowing add. Today I found a phrase from Leibniz in the review of the book Mathematics teacher that illustrates this well: "Music is an unconscious exercise in arithmetic, and that comes with it knows that handles numbers." The numbers are only necessary when for some reason you have to leave that state of "ignorance" for some purpose, how to understand certain laws, certain regularities. Software, for example, must translate the writing musical notes, you must know what is the twelfth root of two, a musician does not need this knowledge to know that two spots in two different positions on paper signify that you have to move a finger from one place to another.
Yes, you can always insist implicit relations. I prefer to think that rather than take something that is there, what we do is put something that is in us: to interpret.
In this case, both large abstractions, abstract classes, together with the emerging deployment needs only and all the paraphernalia of objects may have a program, would be covered in this "semantic gap" mentioned in the definition of systems theory. Are all "property due to the support model."
homomorphism In this case the model is rather a kind of utopia, wishful thinking, a desire for something more precise accuracy. But then it would not be expressed formally.
Another issue I think we have to consider is that many times, perhaps the majority, which is modeled is itself a model. If we take some of the classic examples of the kinds of programming and design of systems such as bank accounts, or book loan schemes, it is clear that these systems and are themselves a model. There is no single savings accounts relating to customers, there is a model designed for money to flow according to certain rules. The problem is that is naturalized, reified, (it is considered a given reality) rather than actually built a (model). It seems pretty clear that the "realities" to model has different degrees of abstraction, or if like, different distances from noumenal reality. These computer models would then "meta" levels with varying amounts of "meta." Sure, there will
ejemplos de modelos informátios que no modelan otros modelos. Tal vez sea el caso de los sistemas de simulación, que si bien pueden incluir partes que son metamodelos, el sistema total no lo es, porque lo que se aspira es que el modelo conceptual surga de algún modo de la simulación.
Revisando los usos de la palabra "modelo" encuentro que en la gran mayoría de los casos se trata de modelos teóricos; como dice la definición, sistemas abstractos que representan sistemas concretos. Excepto los " Toy models " o los modelos del aeromodelismo o similares, los únicos modelos que además de representar algo, hacen algo, son los modelos computacionales. El modelo atómico does what the atom, or make anything, just looking to represent. To understand, to teach. Instead the software is to model other models is that models of reality, models always doing something. Of course, this model can also be used to understand or to teach, but what is that never fails to .
I think this emphasis on making is the key to understanding how it differs from the paradigm of other objects, which reduced to mathematical or logical abstractions whatever you want to model, while objects are modeled from the tool itself, which is the do . For modeling a do is nothing to model behaviors . One way to insist that objects that are defined by their behavior, and boldly said in the previous article r. I have no theoretical tools to address these concepts in depth, I do not know if any. But I do know that in many other areas of emphasis in practice this is quite recent. I think for example in Roger Chartier, who has long studied the history of books, publishing, construction, not the traditional way, as the study of techniques and ideas, but as a practical study. Instead of the history of the work raises the History of Reading. This is worth at least as evidence that the object paradigm is in keeping with the spirit of the times.
Back then the problem of principle could say that a good model (object) is a model in which there is a homomorphism between the behavior of the entities of the domain and the behavior of objects. The difference in this definition is that now is not necessary correspondence between institutions but between behaviors. Two or more objects can do what a domain entity, object behaviors can subsume several entities of the domain. A good knife of Occam to avoid considering the abstractions that we created as part of a domain that did not know, o recíprocamente, evitar incoporar al diseño objetos que representan entidades que sólo tiene distintos nombres, pero que se comportan del mismo modo.
Todo esto dicho también en forma osada y sujeto a revisión.
Monday, October 4, 2010
Nipple Piercing Extender
Chapter 6: Revenge, a dish best served cold (Final)
Panenyas Harpies and in constant warfare for centuries and were very enemies, but obviously this war would end with these constant fights, but there was a problem: Only 300 were 150 Panenyas against harpies and we had to give life to Roule they swallow the earth, will we get?
- Harpies, attack! - Shouted one of them
- Panenyas, Disperse! Hackett, come with me! - Said a
Panenya
Roule We go where he was almost buried.
-Hackett .. What happened to Mudafa?
"Please .. Not to mention that
-Haha, do not worry, everything will go well, knew what he was doing Mudafa
"If I could have done he would be here .. And surely you would not be at war and not Would not be buried Roule .. - Answered sad
- Yes it would! Can not you see you're the only one who can do that? In addition, we have to release
out!
"But your just ..
"I do not run out of power, it is important to save your friend
began to recite and I started to take branches and branches to remove all but there was no Roule ..
- What happened? - I was beginning to drop a little tear
"We've done well, do not understand anything .. -
replied "No way .. Can not be true! I hate you! We should have done it long before they sink into the earth .. - I cry
-Cof, cof God Yuck! Take my land is off and you're watching me and one crying and complaining the other, the ladies are not doing that! - Shouted
Roule - Roule! You're alive!
"No, I'm tired of your antics but I am ..
ran towards her and threw me over his crying and planted a kiss on the lips.
- Agg, slobbering away, now I have to wash your face with steel wool! This has not gone eh? -
Roule said "It's that .. - I
"But from the moment you loved me and that I knew until the pointer, my son -" Well protested
Roule Roule .. think what you want, but now we have to help prevent the harpies wrecking everything .. - Said changing the subject
"Look .. Okay, now what? - Asked (...)
Harpies had already beaten many Panenyas Panenyas and had halved the harpies, but that was not enough, it was very difficult to beat. They were infected claws that could end the life of a person.
Roule and the only thing I could do was throw stones with slingshots and little else.
-Hackett, look what I found - said whispering
- A claw ..!
- But shut up fool! Can not you see we're going to hear? Listen, when and harpies are few use it to eliminate
-Vale had already spent a few hours and many Panenyas lay on the ground, the scene was eerie, as the harpies if they died instantly vanished and there appeared to have Panenyas fought only.
Panenya was no longer standing and only two shrews were resisting the attack Panenyas.
"Well, the time has come, we must attack .. - Whispered
- Come!
Harpies thinking that there was no one and helped by his bad hearing, did not realize that we attacked.
I dug my fingernail one and the other realized that we were.
-Jajajajajajajajaja, insolent children, to bring our own weapons to hurt us - one of them said "Yeah ..
Is that .. Children today are mental short - was followed by the phrase
against us was thrown when a Panenya came from behind and sent them out of orbit.
"But if you are .. Mufasa!
-Boy .. If you did, but it almost did not count -
sadder voice said "So you let down?
"Yes, but what I told you, began to fly and she alone was given to a branch and broke the very silly
- What are you talking? - Asked Roule
"It's a long story ..
I suddenly started to float and fell a kind of glitter.
-Hackett, this is not Saturday Night Fever, low rope
- "Where the hooked noses in the middle of nowhere? - Asked
"Well ..
- Basta! Mufasa-Hackett interrupted, your mission in this world is over, you just need the last step ..
Suddenly, the trees and plants grew well, around us and all the three bodies Panenya.
-Hackett will have to choose between your life or that of all these Panenyas and your people .. End
If you're I've been reading stunned to know that history has no end, because the most important story is that you tell, the images and change all that tells the story.
I must say that there will be a continuation and that you, the readers, imaginéis the way to your liking.
And finally, I say that I have another ace up his sleeve, as I did with it, I'll give only the title
Panenyas Harpies and in constant warfare for centuries and were very enemies, but obviously this war would end with these constant fights, but there was a problem: Only 300 were 150 Panenyas against harpies and we had to give life to Roule they swallow the earth, will we get?
- Harpies, attack! - Shouted one of them
- Panenyas, Disperse! Hackett, come with me! - Said a
Panenya
Roule We go where he was almost buried.
-Hackett .. What happened to Mudafa?
"Please .. Not to mention that
-Haha, do not worry, everything will go well, knew what he was doing Mudafa
"If I could have done he would be here .. And surely you would not be at war and not Would not be buried Roule .. - Answered sad
- Yes it would! Can not you see you're the only one who can do that? In addition, we have to release
out!
"But your just ..
"I do not run out of power, it is important to save your friend
began to recite and I started to take branches and branches to remove all but there was no Roule ..
- What happened? - I was beginning to drop a little tear
"We've done well, do not understand anything .. -
replied "No way .. Can not be true! I hate you! We should have done it long before they sink into the earth .. - I cry
-Cof, cof God Yuck! Take my land is off and you're watching me and one crying and complaining the other, the ladies are not doing that! - Shouted
Roule - Roule! You're alive!
"No, I'm tired of your antics but I am ..
ran towards her and threw me over his crying and planted a kiss on the lips.
- Agg, slobbering away, now I have to wash your face with steel wool! This has not gone eh? -
Roule said "It's that .. - I
"But from the moment you loved me and that I knew until the pointer, my son -" Well protested
Roule Roule .. think what you want, but now we have to help prevent the harpies wrecking everything .. - Said changing the subject
"Look .. Okay, now what? - Asked (...)
Harpies had already beaten many Panenyas Panenyas and had halved the harpies, but that was not enough, it was very difficult to beat. They were infected claws that could end the life of a person.
Roule and the only thing I could do was throw stones with slingshots and little else.
-Hackett, look what I found - said whispering
- A claw ..!
- But shut up fool! Can not you see we're going to hear? Listen, when and harpies are few use it to eliminate
-Vale had already spent a few hours and many Panenyas lay on the ground, the scene was eerie, as the harpies if they died instantly vanished and there appeared to have Panenyas fought only.
Panenya was no longer standing and only two shrews were resisting the attack Panenyas.
"Well, the time has come, we must attack .. - Whispered
- Come!
Harpies thinking that there was no one and helped by his bad hearing, did not realize that we attacked.
I dug my fingernail one and the other realized that we were.
-Jajajajajajajajaja, insolent children, to bring our own weapons to hurt us - one of them said "Yeah ..
Is that .. Children today are mental short - was followed by the phrase
against us was thrown when a Panenya came from behind and sent them out of orbit.
"But if you are .. Mufasa!
-Boy .. If you did, but it almost did not count -
sadder voice said "So you let down?
"Yes, but what I told you, began to fly and she alone was given to a branch and broke the very silly
- What are you talking? - Asked Roule
"It's a long story ..
I suddenly started to float and fell a kind of glitter.
-Hackett, this is not Saturday Night Fever, low rope
- "Where the hooked noses in the middle of nowhere? - Asked
"Well ..
- Basta! Mufasa-Hackett interrupted, your mission in this world is over, you just need the last step ..
Suddenly, the trees and plants grew well, around us and all the three bodies Panenya.
-Hackett will have to choose between your life or that of all these Panenyas and your people .. End
If you're I've been reading stunned to know that history has no end, because the most important story is that you tell, the images and change all that tells the story.
I must say that there will be a continuation and that you, the readers, imaginéis the way to your liking.
And finally, I say that I have another ace up his sleeve, as I did with it, I'll give only the title
And yes, it is a tribute to the day of all Saints, also known as Halloween.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
36 Weeks Pregnant And Have Infection In My Tooth
About the name "Object" Building and Construction I
Hace unos años, creo que ahora ya no es más asi, pero tal vez me equivoque, en las clases de introducción a objetos se daba una metodología para aplicar al diseño con objetos que consistía en lo siguiente: a partir de los requerimientos de un determinado sistema, se debían subrayar los sustantivos; con toda seguridad, se afirmaba, éstos terminarán siendo las clases del system. In contrast, the verbs were going to give at least an idea of \u200b\u200bthe expected behavior of the resulting objects of those classes. It was obviously a method copied from entity relationship classes.
The vulgata computer, when to refer to objects, icons often used three-dimensional objects, which not only increases the confusion that the polysemy of the term implies, it is one thing an object in the sense of something something material, tangible, spatial dimensions, and quite another to a computational object.
Similarly, on many platforms in which we talk about objects, they also get confused with things. In HTML, for example, objects are inserted that are not nothing but files, the equivalent of the thing in the digital world.
This has led many to believe that objects are something like the Aristotelian substance brought to the digital world, ie that the model objects have to think in terms of entities or substances that are defined by their properties. To model objects means finding things and wonder what they are, what defines them, what properties they have. property is what is proper that defines the object would be something in himself.
The word order does not help try to clear up this misunderstanding, but reading any good code written with objects reveals that what is shaping are not things.
A computer object is defined in terms of behavior. When working with objects not matter so much what they are, or what purport to be or represent, but rather how they behave, how they interact with other objects. Understand the meaning of an object when we understand their behavior. Are decisions related to the behavior that makes us a deeper analysis and finding areas not covered, by their particular behaviors that deserve a special place. An object would then be a "pipeline", ie something that is defined by its behavior. As each message would be a "behavioreme" low expression "behavior." If the proposition is ideal that each perform a single action message, each message is then to atomic behavior, behavior that can not be broken in others.
This is the reason why programmers aims to change the class names, message names, the names of the arguments, because as we understand better that makes an object, only then start to understand and therefore as naming it.
But the name "object" not so bad.
An object is observed, manipulated, known as a subject. The object paradigm thus show one end of the chain of knowledge: an object that is observed by a subject. Delete the subject, think in terms of objects that must be found and that have properties to be discovered, is to believe that there is a being that is already defined, a being that is identical to itself. But since this is not of being but of doing, that is, to see what objects are, the subject is paramount, because this see the behavior of objects is necessarily subjective . It is not disclosing a given reality but to build a new reality in which objects are defined by what the subject wants to do, or put another way, a model built on the basis of what the subject interprets objects do in reality.
The misconception is that a system with objects is an objective representation.
Hace unos años, creo que ahora ya no es más asi, pero tal vez me equivoque, en las clases de introducción a objetos se daba una metodología para aplicar al diseño con objetos que consistía en lo siguiente: a partir de los requerimientos de un determinado sistema, se debían subrayar los sustantivos; con toda seguridad, se afirmaba, éstos terminarán siendo las clases del system. In contrast, the verbs were going to give at least an idea of \u200b\u200bthe expected behavior of the resulting objects of those classes. It was obviously a method copied from entity relationship classes.
The vulgata computer, when to refer to objects, icons often used three-dimensional objects, which not only increases the confusion that the polysemy of the term implies, it is one thing an object in the sense of something something material, tangible, spatial dimensions, and quite another to a computational object.
Similarly, on many platforms in which we talk about objects, they also get confused with things. In HTML, for example, objects are inserted that are not nothing but files, the equivalent of the thing in the digital world.
This has led many to believe that objects are something like the Aristotelian substance brought to the digital world, ie that the model objects have to think in terms of entities or substances that are defined by their properties. To model objects means finding things and wonder what they are, what defines them, what properties they have. property is what is proper that defines the object would be something in himself.
The word order does not help try to clear up this misunderstanding, but reading any good code written with objects reveals that what is shaping are not things.
A computer object is defined in terms of behavior. When working with objects not matter so much what they are, or what purport to be or represent, but rather how they behave, how they interact with other objects. Understand the meaning of an object when we understand their behavior. Are decisions related to the behavior that makes us a deeper analysis and finding areas not covered, by their particular behaviors that deserve a special place. An object would then be a "pipeline", ie something that is defined by its behavior. As each message would be a "behavioreme" low expression "behavior." If the proposition is ideal that each perform a single action message, each message is then to atomic behavior, behavior that can not be broken in others.
This is the reason why programmers aims to change the class names, message names, the names of the arguments, because as we understand better that makes an object, only then start to understand and therefore as naming it.
If the objects are units of behavior, it is not referential function of language which is more useful to us. To understand the functioning of a given domain in terms of behavior, not in terms of what "is" is more useful to the story. Objects are units of behavior in a narrative, but a complete story, a narrative account of everything that happens and what can happen.
But the name "object" not so bad.
An object is observed, manipulated, known as a subject. The object paradigm thus show one end of the chain of knowledge: an object that is observed by a subject. Delete the subject, think in terms of objects that must be found and that have properties to be discovered, is to believe that there is a being that is already defined, a being that is identical to itself. But since this is not of being but of doing, that is, to see what objects are, the subject is paramount, because this see the behavior of objects is necessarily subjective . It is not disclosing a given reality but to build a new reality in which objects are defined by what the subject wants to do, or put another way, a model built on the basis of what the subject interprets objects do in reality.
The misconception is that a system with objects is an objective representation.
Catch Phrases Of Moon
Librarians and programmers have a common obsession objects to the classification. Then this blog is dedicated to waterway between the two worlds, begins with a classification.
One of the first ways of approaching the study of the issues raised regarding the FRBR work is surrounded by a few works and try to set up classes. This led me to make a box works in which I tried to establish what are the lessons that these works belong. The table has been growing and now are actually several. The criteria for this classification are temporary and subjective, while taking into account many other existing classifications, such as document types Martha Yee and Tom Delsey. The idea is to be deployed through them the complexity of the problem in ways that serve to induce more reflections and reconsiderations that affirm positive knowledge. Spine References seek to clarify the scope of each classification.
Some works merit clarification: Le Livre Mallarmé is a project that never materialized. Umberto Eco presents it in Open Work: "In the Livre , these pages should not have been to follow a fixed order; should have been relatable in different orders according to laws of permutation. Taking a series of separate booklets (not together by a binder that determine suceción), the first and last page of an issue should have been written on a single large sheet folded in two to mark the beginning and the end of the issue, in interior, would play single sheets, simple, mobile, interchangeable, but so that, in any order placed, the discus possessed a complete sense. "The revolutionary idea took shape, if I mistake not, just to Rayuela Julio Cortázar.
4 '33'' is a work of John Cage consisting of 4 minutes and thirty three seconds of silence. The interpretation of this work is a pianist who is turning the leaves of the score, but without producing any sound, because the score is only silence.
The Voynich Manuscript is a medieval manuscript apparently written in a coded language and a profusion of illustrations that could not even be deciphered. I think the other examples are well known.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
The Hazards In The Kitchen
Panenya: Chapter 5: Mrs. treason (Penultimate Chapter)
warn: At first I put names why should not end the tension
- Ready?
"Yes, go ahead
When you think someone is your friend ..
- Why did you do that?
You do anything for him ...
-not trust myself with you .. You are a real witch!
But when you are disappointed ...
-
Farewell only think revenge
"Well, it's time that they leave Panenya - said Mrs. Muffy. We will go
- in the forest at night and will sound the trumpet for them to sleep and then take them to a place far from here - I said.
- If you attack too soon? - Asked Roule
"We must move on to Plan B - I
- Plan B? You can not do that! - Protested
Roule - What is better, the lives of ten eat souls or a town of over a thousand people?
-Hackett is right, we can not afford to do something the people - said Mrs. Muffy
- Ready? - Asked
"Yes, go ahead - said the two, but less secure Roule
We enter the forest to the village of Panenya. There were hundreds of them, if we had to resort to plan B would not be good.
-Roule, plays the trumpet - I
-No .. I can not do this ... I hardly think that Panenyas not attack us ...
suddenly picked up the trumpet and the pulled the town of Panenyas, the site where it belonged.
- Why did you do that? - "Mrs. Muffy -" You're crazy!? I do not know what it cost to get it ...
"Quiet Lady, the Panenyas not seem to have realized, it will take the B - I
- NO! - Said Roule - I object to make this atrocity!
Roule, darted scared to death of what was formerly Villa Caracoles.
-Roule .. -
said "I'll follow, calm down and bring him here
Mrs. Muffy, despite having Alcéimer and having a great age, had an enviable physical, so it would reach Roule soon.
-Roule .. Come on, do not want to see your mother? "Yes ..
But she's fine but your body has a Panenya
"But Roule .. How can you say that after what we went through?
"Well I say -
-Con said how cute it's you .. come baby!
"I told you not - protested
- You do not want an angry old lady? - Asked Mrs. Muffy
-Enfádese is your problem
"Come on little girl ..
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
a piercing scream echoed through the forest. Reaching the village where he was Panenya and Hackett.
- What was that? - Said in their language Panenyas
- An intruder!
I realized that I had noticed and tried to talk to them civilly, but I do not understand.
- Somebody holds the intruder! - Said a Panenya
"I will - said the town's strongest Panenya
I felt if someone wanted to enter my body and my soul is detached from the body .. But I just felt that for a few seconds .. What I was trying to steal my body had gone ..
"I can not have a soul different from normal humans - said in my language
- Bone who speak my language? - Asked
"No way .. - Continued to speak from my questions - is the
- Me? - I kept asking "is the chosen
..
suddenly knelt before me and said things like plants and man like.
While in the forest ..
-not trust myself with you .. You are a real witch! -
Roule said "Well, you do not stop me from Panenyas extinguish the beautiful ..
- What's wrong with hands? - Asked Hahahaha
-Roule poor girl, I'm not human you know?
- Ein? -
confused said "No, I am .. am ..
- Are you? -
blatantly asked "Well, anyway you do not care, because to fly! - Muffy said
- Take me down from here! You're a fucking goat how ..
-what's yours is very strong ... He talked you want to submit to a village - Muffy
-spoke concluded that wants to submit to a harmless .. "Animals? - Said confused
Suddenly the lady''Muffy''claws came out and wrinkles were removed so that seemed to have made a full Liftin and the hair made him black as coal. "You ..
you .. A arpiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! - Said falling
-Up Forever - concluded Muffy or might want to call
Through the woods I looked out the pack with all Panenya and went to see what had happened, but it was too late ..
- Roule? Are you okay? "Roule? Please .. do not go .. -
crying said "Sorry man of the forest .. - Said a Panenya
- sorry I do not want! Roule see God! Do not go!
There was no way to revive or something like that, but then what happened to the wolf, the herbs on the floor to Roule pressed down into the earth.
-Man forest, all is not lost, you're a man of the forest, you can do it again .. - Wiser said Panenya
"You're right .. thank Mrs Muffy know that, by the way .. Where is she? -
-Hackett asked me, are you? - "Mrs. Muffy from the shadows
" Mrs. Muffy .. What the hell happened to Roule? - I break to mourn
-A very rare species of bird and rose to hit us down .. making Roule and you know .. what next - said
- Man of the forest! Be careful, she just lie - said a Panenya
-bah Come, do not go to believe these despicable animals who have only tried to kill you from the beginning? - He pointed to the Panenya - for example when I was taken to hospital
"This sounds bad .. first of all .. What you did in the hospital? -
I do not remember, my mind that day was a bit stunned, I'm more
"I think Muffy is right, you did not we end the conversation.
- Lies! We never did anything like that - said several Panenyas
I walked away from the Panenyas and went to Mrs. Muffy who seemed very nervous.
-man of the forest ..
"I do not trust you, I've been more with it than with you .. sorry -
said I went to the cold body and Panenyas began Roule to make some songs and then the strings too began to shine vividly how the Christmas lights.
-How Panenya older and wiser, before you go, bring life back to your friend, please start the herbs that cover the earth before swallowing it, only you can do
I leaned and started to remove weeds but when I realized Mrs. Muffy had hit a jump of 16 meters in height and had claws out and wings.
- not allow it! - Said as he grabbed me
- What are you doing?! Roule die if you do not remove the weeds!
"That girl knew a lot .. And let you back your life!
"Okay, but let me go, please, I have afraid of heights - I said shaking
-It is going to be no, you will meet your friend in a heartbeat - said with anger
-No .. Please ..
- I'm sick! The harpies just trying to eliminate us, we own that rat with wings - said the strongest of the Panenyas
"I'll go Mudafa
" But, you're more in addition to being the oldest, do not do as well if it's body revolutionary ...
"Do not hesitate to kill me, I'd rather die before that my body stays
The bowlegged Panenyas stayed to hear such a response.
"Let's go - said Mudafa
hit a boat and which sugar dissolved in water, which meant he was inside the body.
- Hackett, I'm a Panenya!
- What's happening? - Answers questions
"I've had to have before they do further damage ..
Panenyas "I thought that could only have people - I
he thought, it is not so, well, when you will go down to tie the wings because a bitch body is less easy to hold and I'll pull through this ravine -
said "But you could die ..
- Could I? Boy, I am old, I lived 200 years, I think it is enough, also if I die I will die also this witch -
bravely said "Okay ..
landfall and how I said, I tied the wings and started to beat kicks attempted to break loose.
- when I could not dispossess the pull?
"No, tear with their claws the rope and would fly
Sooner than I expected, jumped into the vacuum ..
I went back to the village head down when suddenly ..
- harpies Kill them all! - Said a squeaky voice harpy
And the next week or next and you'll see the end of the story:
warn: At first I put names why should not end the tension
- Ready?
"Yes, go ahead
When you think someone is your friend ..
- Why did you do that?
You do anything for him ...
-not trust myself with you .. You are a real witch!
But when you are disappointed ...
-
Farewell only think revenge
"Well, it's time that they leave Panenya - said Mrs. Muffy. We will go
- in the forest at night and will sound the trumpet for them to sleep and then take them to a place far from here - I said.
- If you attack too soon? - Asked Roule
"We must move on to Plan B - I
- Plan B? You can not do that! - Protested
Roule - What is better, the lives of ten eat souls or a town of over a thousand people?
-Hackett is right, we can not afford to do something the people - said Mrs. Muffy
- Ready? - Asked
"Yes, go ahead - said the two, but less secure Roule
We enter the forest to the village of Panenya. There were hundreds of them, if we had to resort to plan B would not be good.
-Roule, plays the trumpet - I
-No .. I can not do this ... I hardly think that Panenyas not attack us ...
suddenly picked up the trumpet and the pulled the town of Panenyas, the site where it belonged.
- Why did you do that? - "Mrs. Muffy -" You're crazy!? I do not know what it cost to get it ...
"Quiet Lady, the Panenyas not seem to have realized, it will take the B - I
- NO! - Said Roule - I object to make this atrocity!
Roule, darted scared to death of what was formerly Villa Caracoles.
-Roule .. -
said "I'll follow, calm down and bring him here
Mrs. Muffy, despite having Alcéimer and having a great age, had an enviable physical, so it would reach Roule soon.
-Roule .. Come on, do not want to see your mother? "Yes ..
But she's fine but your body has a Panenya
"But Roule .. How can you say that after what we went through?
"Well I say -
-Con said how cute it's you .. come baby!
"I told you not - protested
- You do not want an angry old lady? - Asked Mrs. Muffy
-Enfádese is your problem
"Come on little girl ..
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
a piercing scream echoed through the forest. Reaching the village where he was Panenya and Hackett.
- What was that? - Said in their language Panenyas
- An intruder!
I realized that I had noticed and tried to talk to them civilly, but I do not understand.
- Somebody holds the intruder! - Said a Panenya
"I will - said the town's strongest Panenya
I felt if someone wanted to enter my body and my soul is detached from the body .. But I just felt that for a few seconds .. What I was trying to steal my body had gone ..
"I can not have a soul different from normal humans - said in my language
- Bone who speak my language? - Asked
"No way .. - Continued to speak from my questions - is the
- Me? - I kept asking "is the chosen
..
suddenly knelt before me and said things like plants and man like.
While in the forest ..
-not trust myself with you .. You are a real witch! -
Roule said "Well, you do not stop me from Panenyas extinguish the beautiful ..
- What's wrong with hands? - Asked Hahahaha
-Roule poor girl, I'm not human you know?
- Ein? -
confused said "No, I am .. am ..
- Are you? -
blatantly asked "Well, anyway you do not care, because to fly! - Muffy said
- Take me down from here! You're a fucking goat how ..
-what's yours is very strong ... He talked you want to submit to a village - Muffy
-spoke concluded that wants to submit to a harmless .. "Animals? - Said confused
Suddenly the lady''Muffy''claws came out and wrinkles were removed so that seemed to have made a full Liftin and the hair made him black as coal. "You ..
you .. A arpiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! - Said falling
-Up Forever - concluded Muffy or might want to call
Through the woods I looked out the pack with all Panenya and went to see what had happened, but it was too late ..
- Roule? Are you okay? "Roule? Please .. do not go .. -
crying said "Sorry man of the forest .. - Said a Panenya
- sorry I do not want! Roule see God! Do not go!
There was no way to revive or something like that, but then what happened to the wolf, the herbs on the floor to Roule pressed down into the earth.
-Man forest, all is not lost, you're a man of the forest, you can do it again .. - Wiser said Panenya
"You're right .. thank Mrs Muffy know that, by the way .. Where is she? -
-Hackett asked me, are you? - "Mrs. Muffy from the shadows
" Mrs. Muffy .. What the hell happened to Roule? - I break to mourn
-A very rare species of bird and rose to hit us down .. making Roule and you know .. what next - said
- Man of the forest! Be careful, she just lie - said a Panenya
-bah Come, do not go to believe these despicable animals who have only tried to kill you from the beginning? - He pointed to the Panenya - for example when I was taken to hospital
"This sounds bad .. first of all .. What you did in the hospital? -
I do not remember, my mind that day was a bit stunned, I'm more
"I think Muffy is right, you did not we end the conversation.
- Lies! We never did anything like that - said several Panenyas
I walked away from the Panenyas and went to Mrs. Muffy who seemed very nervous.
-man of the forest ..
"I do not trust you, I've been more with it than with you .. sorry -
said I went to the cold body and Panenyas began Roule to make some songs and then the strings too began to shine vividly how the Christmas lights.
-How Panenya older and wiser, before you go, bring life back to your friend, please start the herbs that cover the earth before swallowing it, only you can do
I leaned and started to remove weeds but when I realized Mrs. Muffy had hit a jump of 16 meters in height and had claws out and wings.
- not allow it! - Said as he grabbed me
- What are you doing?! Roule die if you do not remove the weeds!
"That girl knew a lot .. And let you back your life!
"Okay, but let me go, please, I have afraid of heights - I said shaking
-It is going to be no, you will meet your friend in a heartbeat - said with anger
-No .. Please ..
- I'm sick! The harpies just trying to eliminate us, we own that rat with wings - said the strongest of the Panenyas
"I'll go Mudafa
" But, you're more in addition to being the oldest, do not do as well if it's body revolutionary ...
"Do not hesitate to kill me, I'd rather die before that my body stays
The bowlegged Panenyas stayed to hear such a response.
"Let's go - said Mudafa
hit a boat and which sugar dissolved in water, which meant he was inside the body.
- Hackett, I'm a Panenya!
- What's happening? - Answers questions
"I've had to have before they do further damage ..
Panenyas "I thought that could only have people - I
he thought, it is not so, well, when you will go down to tie the wings because a bitch body is less easy to hold and I'll pull through this ravine -
said "But you could die ..
- Could I? Boy, I am old, I lived 200 years, I think it is enough, also if I die I will die also this witch -
bravely said "Okay ..
landfall and how I said, I tied the wings and started to beat kicks attempted to break loose.
- when I could not dispossess the pull?
"No, tear with their claws the rope and would fly
Sooner than I expected, jumped into the vacuum ..
I went back to the village head down when suddenly ..
- harpies Kill them all! - Said a squeaky voice harpy
And the next week or next and you'll see the end of the story:
Friday, September 17, 2010
Liveapplet Inurl:/view.shtml
Panenya: Chapter 4: Where dreams are just that ( penultimate chapter)
While Mrs. Muffy Roule and continued talking to the Panenya, Hackett had been caught by citizens.
- Hackett, because you do this?
-Ma .. ma .. ma - I
- Do not get in such trouble right? And do not ever go back to that hill - my mother said in a voice of disappointment
- Where are we? - Asked
-On the way to China - said
- No way! Roule I left alone, leave me again! -
shouted "No, and I do not talk like
"Mom, please .. the Panenyas there ..
"Yes, yes, now you say that, but not avail you
Along the way I seemed to be followed by someone or something
(...)
- Stop the car!
- What about Hackett?
-Sal if I do not think - I
refined
My mother came and the thing I saw was not a person was more than that.
- Son? - Asked
PUM!
- Mom!
Suddenly he put his eyes and seemed to say something, too much moved.
-Jajajajajajajaaaaaaaaaa .... Your .. your ... friends .. are off the map
-No .. Noooo!
I entered the car and asked the taxi driver how many miles were on Villa Caracoles, he replied that he had brought a lot of how not to travel about 20 miles. Nothing you say it took my mother unconscious and Panenya owned by the car and told us to return to the Villa.
When we seemed to never have been built there were no buildings, not even home ..
- Hackett? Hackett! - Roule said
- Roule! What the hell happened? - Asked
"The Panenyas entered the body of residents and destroyed everything
-¡Hackett, hijo mío! - gritó la señora Muffy añadiéndose a la conversación
-Señora Mufy.. ¿está usted bien?
-Cómo un roble hijo..
-Bueno, esto no es lo que tenemos que hacer ahora, los Panenya están por todos lados y necesitamos combatirlos cómo sea - aclaró Roule
-¡Sí! - contestemos al unísono
-Pero.. no tenemos nada.. - dije
-Eso es lo que tu crees Hackett..
Del monte salió un bellísimo Panenya
-Ho..ho..la.. - dijo el Panenya
-¿Los Panenyas hablan alemán? - pregunté
-No, pero le hemos dado unas clases rápidas para que aprenda rápido, por ahora dice hola, adiós and heavy - "Mrs. Muffy
-Haha, that would learn of Roule because she is - I said" Ja ja
also is not the time of joy, we have to do something with the Panenyas
"Children, I have a plan
We raised our heads
and began to whisper.
While Mrs. Muffy Roule and continued talking to the Panenya, Hackett had been caught by citizens.
- Hackett, because you do this?
-Ma .. ma .. ma - I
- Do not get in such trouble right? And do not ever go back to that hill - my mother said in a voice of disappointment
- Where are we? - Asked
-On the way to China - said
- No way! Roule I left alone, leave me again! -
shouted "No, and I do not talk like
"Mom, please .. the Panenyas there ..
"Yes, yes, now you say that, but not avail you
Along the way I seemed to be followed by someone or something
(...)
- Stop the car!
- What about Hackett?
-Sal if I do not think - I
refined
My mother came and the thing I saw was not a person was more than that.
- Son? - Asked
PUM!
- Mom!
Suddenly he put his eyes and seemed to say something, too much moved.
-Jajajajajajajaaaaaaaaaa .... Your .. your ... friends .. are off the map
-No .. Noooo!
I entered the car and asked the taxi driver how many miles were on Villa Caracoles, he replied that he had brought a lot of how not to travel about 20 miles. Nothing you say it took my mother unconscious and Panenya owned by the car and told us to return to the Villa.
When we seemed to never have been built there were no buildings, not even home ..
- Hackett? Hackett! - Roule said
- Roule! What the hell happened? - Asked
"The Panenyas entered the body of residents and destroyed everything
-¡Hackett, hijo mío! - gritó la señora Muffy añadiéndose a la conversación
-Señora Mufy.. ¿está usted bien?
-Cómo un roble hijo..
-Bueno, esto no es lo que tenemos que hacer ahora, los Panenya están por todos lados y necesitamos combatirlos cómo sea - aclaró Roule
-¡Sí! - contestemos al unísono
-Pero.. no tenemos nada.. - dije
-Eso es lo que tu crees Hackett..
Del monte salió un bellísimo Panenya
-Ho..ho..la.. - dijo el Panenya
-¿Los Panenyas hablan alemán? - pregunté
-No, pero le hemos dado unas clases rápidas para que aprenda rápido, por ahora dice hola, adiós and heavy - "Mrs. Muffy
-Haha, that would learn of Roule because she is - I said" Ja ja
also is not the time of joy, we have to do something with the Panenyas
"Children, I have a plan
We raised our heads
and began to whisper.
Next Chapter: Mrs. treason
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Peroxide On Genetial Herpes Good?
From here do not spend
Cuidarte online is very simple just apply the logic you use in your life and set the privacy on social networks to you connect.
Cuidarte online is very simple just apply the logic you use in your life and set the privacy on social networks to you connect.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Men In Panties Ontario
September
congratulate those who have passed everything and wish you courage and strength to continue and achieve the goal to which repiten.He seen one and I know how sad you feel, but do not despair, you will get, still studying was not discouraged. 
congratulate those who have passed everything and wish you courage and strength to continue and achieve the goal to which repiten.He seen one and I know how sad you feel, but do not despair, you will get, still studying was not discouraged.
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Zero No Tsukaima Season 4 Debuary
Panenya: Chapter 3: Roule, Muffy and Panenya
-Too bad I slept Roule .. "Roule?
was not, it is more likely to have gone home ..
- Buh!
- Ahh! - Shouted
- You thought I was gone?
- emmm .. For nothing ..
"I do not abandon my friends
- Friends? - Answered
De repente, nos miramos fijamente y veíamos que nuestras cabezas se acercaban más y más..
-Tienes una espinilla enorme en la napia
-Amm.. Sí, por eso yo también me he acercado, porque.. porque.. ¿tienes una cana?
En ese momento parecía que iba a sonar el grillo ese que sale en las películas.
-Vamos, que no te lo crees ni tu, tú lo que querías era besarme ¿eh?
-Nooo, que asco (me ha pillado) - dije
-No, dice, qué embustero que eres - contestó rapidamente
-¡Allí están!
-Oh, oh, nos han pillado - dijo Roule
Salimos corriendo de allí. Roule parecía asustada y miraba back looking at the faces of who we were pursuing.
I stumbled and I told him to go on, that I'll get along.
- Where am I? What about Hackett? Who's that over there? - Said Roule - Tokyo is Muno!
How big fan of it, was to help him.
- Roule! Do not go! Not him! "I do not think
Mrs. Muffy, you went with the villagers ..
- That was not me! Was a Panenya!
"Yes, I .. I have no ma'am, "answered 2 years Roule
Muffy went to Tokyo, Mrs. Muffy quickly went to grab it. The two fell through a trapdoor and Tokyo fell apart instantly.
- See how he was right?
- Lady Muffy! I am sorry not to have believed! "But you were not hospitalized!?
- You yourself have said, it was!
- What happened?!
Suddenly calleron giving ground on all faces.
- من أنت? - Someone said
- Hello? - Roule said
- Ho-ho-ho-la? -
someone said "No way .. Es. Es. A .. - Continued Mrs. Muffy
- Hello? - Repeated
-Panenya thing .. - Muffy concluded
-Pa-pa-pa-neya -
repeated Panenya could not believe what had before his eyes, a kind of person with majestic purple gold and silver wings.
Chapters do not know exactly when I can post, sorry.
-Too bad I slept Roule .. "Roule?
was not, it is more likely to have gone home ..
- Buh!
- Ahh! - Shouted
- You thought I was gone?
- emmm .. For nothing ..
"I do not abandon my friends
- Friends? - Answered
De repente, nos miramos fijamente y veíamos que nuestras cabezas se acercaban más y más..
-Tienes una espinilla enorme en la napia
-Amm.. Sí, por eso yo también me he acercado, porque.. porque.. ¿tienes una cana?
En ese momento parecía que iba a sonar el grillo ese que sale en las películas.
-Vamos, que no te lo crees ni tu, tú lo que querías era besarme ¿eh?
-Nooo, que asco (me ha pillado) - dije
-No, dice, qué embustero que eres - contestó rapidamente
-¡Allí están!
-Oh, oh, nos han pillado - dijo Roule
Salimos corriendo de allí. Roule parecía asustada y miraba back looking at the faces of who we were pursuing.
I stumbled and I told him to go on, that I'll get along.
- Where am I? What about Hackett? Who's that over there? - Said Roule - Tokyo is Muno!
How big fan of it, was to help him.
- Roule! Do not go! Not him! "I do not think
Mrs. Muffy, you went with the villagers ..
- That was not me! Was a Panenya!
"Yes, I .. I have no ma'am, "answered 2 years Roule
Muffy went to Tokyo, Mrs. Muffy quickly went to grab it. The two fell through a trapdoor and Tokyo fell apart instantly.
- See how he was right?
- Lady Muffy! I am sorry not to have believed! "But you were not hospitalized!?
- You yourself have said, it was!
- What happened?!
Suddenly calleron giving ground on all faces.
- من أنت? - Someone said
- Hello? - Roule said
- Ho-ho-ho-la? -
someone said "No way .. Es. Es. A .. - Continued Mrs. Muffy
- Hello? - Repeated
-Panenya thing .. - Muffy concluded
-Pa-pa-pa-neya -
repeated Panenya could not believe what had before his eyes, a kind of person with majestic purple gold and silver wings.
Chapters do not know exactly when I can post, sorry.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Is Dark Brown Poop Ok
Brother Wind Signs Leather
What light gave off his merry eyes when I gave it. She was frail and thin, the color of old wood. A leather braid tied to my wrist. Maybe she did not notice, but it is now late at night when I feel safe. Wonderful energy, waste heat ... its nice leather woven between the particles have left their dreams, their hopes, their desires ...
Could it be something better than desire, dream and hope twisted? For many a simple bracelet, for me love. Sad
What light gave off his merry eyes when I gave it. She was frail and thin, the color of old wood. A leather braid tied to my wrist. Maybe she did not notice, but it is now late at night when I feel safe. Wonderful energy, waste heat ... its nice leather woven between the particles have left their dreams, their hopes, their desires ...
Could it be something better than desire, dream and hope twisted? For many a simple bracelet, for me love. Sad
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
How To Set Up A Gay Sauna
Panenya: Chapter 2.
"Well, this is your new home, you can stay until you want.
three days ago that it was my mother. In these three days I have been home to several neighbors, as Roule and their parents had just returned from holiday in the Mediterranean.
Things have not changed much here: the woman who cried the day he is talking about his war stories and Mrs Muffy .. Ms. Muffy! I took my
trumpet bag and went home like a bullet, without answering the typical question: "Where you going?
I went and I had to know that hides the trumpet.
When I got home was the ambulance in front and she was lying in the truck and it seemed that meant something.
- Okay!? "What happened?!
"Easy boy, has given him a heart attack, but do not know the reason because stutters ..
"I try to talk to her - I said
" Okay, get in the van.
"Mrs. .. sorry ..
-Hacke-cke-cke-ckett, go-go-te-te
- Why?
- An-an-an-ing-ing of contes-ing-e-tar-tar-tar-te-te the pre-pre-la-gun-ta-ta, "La-la en-en-with-after-after-te-te?
- Yes, here it is, what she meant?
- Bu-bu-in-on chi-chi-co, ad-te-te qu-advi-pour to be co-uu-no-mo how your no-no is-it's easy, pe-pe-ro to -do-do-lo-lo qu e mu-ee-ra-ra gra-thanks to you, re-rena-ce-ceramic. Now go-go-ra-te-te. By-by-its cul-cul-pa-pa-toy-toy est well ..
- What do you mean?
"No" are not per-person-as
- Are you saying that the hospital are not human?
-Si-si-si, are ..
"The conversation is over, we have to go to hospital urgently -
interrupted the doctor - I can go?
"No, go home kid, no can be here
"But .. "Goodbye
I went home to Roule with a rare feeling, can not have done anything, but I missed the phrase of Ms.:
All thanks to you revive dead or something.
I got home and Mrs. Roderick, mother of Roule, as it did me a kind of interrogation:
- Where have you been? What have you done? Who? - Asked
"I've been with Mrs. Muffy, that it had to take to the hospital as he was in shock -" Poor
answered .. alcéimer above have to be well .. Well, I'm going to market to buy meat, do not have.
"Okay - I (...)
- War! War! This is war!
(..)
"Ugh .. was only a dream - I told myself
- Hackett What do you say? - Roule
asked "Nothing, I was talking to himself
-Hahahaha, Hackett, every day you less sane -
laughed" Well, at least I have my sanity - I said
-... - Out the door
- Mom, Hackett has told me crazy!
The mother came running and hit me a slap.
- out of my house! Do not want you here! I had to take notice of Ms. Booty! "But Mrs.
I can explain -
answered - I told you out!
I took my things and left the house very Roule then went to talk to me:
"Sorry, did not want to pass that - sad
said" It's nothing, I will lie down in the woods during the month is ..
- War! War! This is war! - Shouted
- Did you say you that? - Roule said
- Do you you think I would be able to put that voice? Please .. -
"Then I said ..
- There's the Panenya! - Said one of a crowd closer and closer
- What's happening? And what's that the Panenya? - Asked
-Roule Roule "value your life? -
said "Yes, and much - said
- Well run!
did not know why, but I thought the crowd was not anywhere else to get me so the first thing I did was run. But I do not understand is why they mentioned the Panenyas.
We went into the woods to find shelter for the night, had a hunch that if we came out we would not be welcome, at least me.
not miss the third chapter chapter Roule, Muffy and Panenya 
"Well, this is your new home, you can stay until you want.
three days ago that it was my mother. In these three days I have been home to several neighbors, as Roule and their parents had just returned from holiday in the Mediterranean.
Things have not changed much here: the woman who cried the day he is talking about his war stories and Mrs Muffy .. Ms. Muffy! I took my
trumpet bag and went home like a bullet, without answering the typical question: "Where you going?
I went and I had to know that hides the trumpet.
When I got home was the ambulance in front and she was lying in the truck and it seemed that meant something.
- Okay!? "What happened?!
"Easy boy, has given him a heart attack, but do not know the reason because stutters ..
"I try to talk to her - I said
" Okay, get in the van.
"Mrs. .. sorry ..
-Hacke-cke-cke-ckett, go-go-te-te
- Why?
- An-an-an-ing-ing of contes-ing-e-tar-tar-tar-te-te the pre-pre-la-gun-ta-ta, "La-la en-en-with-after-after-te-te?
- Yes, here it is, what she meant?
- Bu-bu-in-on chi-chi-co, ad-te-te qu-advi-pour to be co-uu-no-mo how your no-no is-it's easy, pe-pe-ro to -do-do-lo-lo qu e mu-ee-ra-ra gra-thanks to you, re-rena-ce-ceramic. Now go-go-ra-te-te. By-by-its cul-cul-pa-pa-toy-toy est well ..
- What do you mean?
"No" are not per-person-as
- Are you saying that the hospital are not human?
-Si-si-si, are ..
"The conversation is over, we have to go to hospital urgently -
interrupted the doctor - I can go?
"No, go home kid, no can be here
"But .. "Goodbye
I went home to Roule with a rare feeling, can not have done anything, but I missed the phrase of Ms.:
All thanks to you revive dead or something.
I got home and Mrs. Roderick, mother of Roule, as it did me a kind of interrogation:
- Where have you been? What have you done? Who? - Asked
"I've been with Mrs. Muffy, that it had to take to the hospital as he was in shock -" Poor
answered .. alcéimer above have to be well .. Well, I'm going to market to buy meat, do not have.
"Okay - I (...)
- War! War! This is war!
(..)
"Ugh .. was only a dream - I told myself
- Hackett What do you say? - Roule
asked "Nothing, I was talking to himself
-Hahahaha, Hackett, every day you less sane -
laughed" Well, at least I have my sanity - I said
-... - Out the door
- Mom, Hackett has told me crazy!
The mother came running and hit me a slap.
- out of my house! Do not want you here! I had to take notice of Ms. Booty! "But Mrs.
I can explain -
answered - I told you out!
I took my things and left the house very Roule then went to talk to me:
"Sorry, did not want to pass that - sad
said" It's nothing, I will lie down in the woods during the month is ..
- War! War! This is war! - Shouted
- Did you say you that? - Roule said
- Do you you think I would be able to put that voice? Please .. -
"Then I said ..
- There's the Panenya! - Said one of a crowd closer and closer
- What's happening? And what's that the Panenya? - Asked
-Roule Roule "value your life? -
said "Yes, and much - said
- Well run!
did not know why, but I thought the crowd was not anywhere else to get me so the first thing I did was run. But I do not understand is why they mentioned the Panenyas.
We went into the woods to find shelter for the night, had a hunch that if we came out we would not be welcome, at least me.
not miss the third chapter chapter Roule, Muffy and Panenya
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Lansoprazole Tolerated
villagers Panenya problems: Chapter 1. Woodsman small summer
Prologue: What is Panenya?
This was a quiet and peaceful, until he arrived.
Everyone at Villa Caracoles Panenya said it was a mythical being that could enter the body of a person and do everything with your body. But yes, if the body died, he would too.
Well, I have told you what Panenya, but do not know what happened so that I have so much emotion to write these texts.
right if I have not submitted, I'm Hackett, I have 14 years and here begins my story.
Every Tuesday, I go to Mrs. Muffy to give medicines, although they were few, I needed some company and had alcéimer and most things are not remembered from one day to another. One such
Tuesday I went to his house to give medicines.
When I always ask the same thing:
- Who are you?
- Muffy .. I'm Mrs Hackett
- Lady Muffy? And who is that? "I'll be putting the horns? Hey, Roberto? Nowadays we all have.
"Ma'am, I'm Hackett and you're Mrs. Muffy
-Haha, if I have
cartoon name - (Looks as if you remember what interests the old) Yeah, haha \u200b\u200b.. (For to me has made me a favor).
"Well, villain, go or call the police.
"Madam, I come to give the drugs .. -
replied "Okay, but what I've put a sedative or something like that ..
"Then at the end will have to give it to shut .. - I told myself
- What you say boy?
"Here, here it is ..
"Thank you, how you said your name was Robert?
-Hackett -
replied "The name yours .. has a beautiful meaning ..: little man in the forest. - Said amazed - They say that those who have that name communicate with nature and with Panenya ..
"Mrs. .. Do you it is, a housewife or a sick alcéimer? - contesté bruscamente
-¿Estoy enferma? - dijo tristemente - Pues tú me ayudarás a recordar
-No soy mago señora
-Lo dudo..
-¿Pero usted está loca?
-Jajaja, me estaba quedando contigo, - rió - dicen que los pequeños hombres del bosque pueden curar cualquier enfermedad con la ayuda de un Panenya.
-Señora, que eso es un cuento de niños - repliqué
-¡No! Yo he visto uno.. era enorme, tenía aspecto medio humano medio de pájaro - dijo
-¿Y usted tiene alcéimer? Yo creo que tiene cuentitis..
-Hijo, tendré poca memoria, pero me acuerdo de lo más importante hasta ahora, ¿quién dice que dentro a few days I will remember that? So I tell you, maybe no cure for this disease and possibly the cure are the Panenya.
"Madam, we are in the XXI century, how noses think I'm going to swallow that?
"We in Germany in a village surrounded by forests, why not possible?
"But .. Bah, fine, do what I can, but explain to me what I want to do for you to remember - I said in a disinterested tone
"Go into the forest when the sun goes down, there you will find a trumpet hidden where people sometimes gets, but does so in error and does not really want.
I do not understand anything, well, I'll check that site or whatever ..
"Good boy You coming tomorrow? "If I can
itself, but on Tuesday - said getting closer to the exit door" Tomorrow
better, is that! -
shouted "All right - I said shut the door
I went home and took the gear to investigate the site.
I came to that dark place and I saw something moving in the brush, which proved to be the wind.
Suddenly there was a howl. And then I heard voices within me.
But I was shocked, surely they were hallucinations of fear I had.
Suddenly I saw a shadow coming closer and closer. That shadow
jumped me.
I scratched all over his face and gave him a stick next to mine and had lost consciousness.
was a wolf and something shiny sticking out his mouth.
I leaned on his back to bend down and see what I had that peculiar animal in the mouth.
What I imagined, a trumpet, as Mrs. Muffy said:
Go to the woods when the sun goes down, there you will find a hidden trump where people sometimes gets, but does so in error and does not really want.
The lion's mouth .. Mrs. Muffy was right, but I see it as a possible accident.
suddenly and pulled some weeds surrounding the wolf down into the earth until they completely surrounded him and put him underground.
Scared, I went home, where was my mother, carrying a trumpet with me.
But there was no house or anything, my house had burned down.
Suddenly someone grabbed me from the inside, it was my mother.
"Son, I'm sorry, I could not do anything to stop ..
- Now what shall we do? - I said "I'll cry
Asia with your father, you'll stay with the parents of Roule until we get money for the journey and take with us. Since all the money we have saved for years, has burned ..
- Nooo! I want to stay here and not least with that psychopath -
shouted "I'm sure you like, but I want to hide ..
laughter echoed throughout the people who awoke to an angry neighbor.
- Child, shut up, to see if you take example of the elderly! All you are just stupid wimps now! When I was little ..!(...)
Every Tuesday and Thursday a new chapter, the next is titled Problems
villagers
Prologue: What is Panenya?
This was a quiet and peaceful, until he arrived.
Everyone at Villa Caracoles Panenya said it was a mythical being that could enter the body of a person and do everything with your body. But yes, if the body died, he would too.
Well, I have told you what Panenya, but do not know what happened so that I have so much emotion to write these texts.
right if I have not submitted, I'm Hackett, I have 14 years and here begins my story.
___________________
Every Tuesday, I go to Mrs. Muffy to give medicines, although they were few, I needed some company and had alcéimer and most things are not remembered from one day to another. One such
Tuesday I went to his house to give medicines.
When I always ask the same thing:
- Who are you?
- Muffy .. I'm Mrs Hackett
- Lady Muffy? And who is that? "I'll be putting the horns? Hey, Roberto? Nowadays we all have.
"Ma'am, I'm Hackett and you're Mrs. Muffy
-Haha, if I have
cartoon name - (Looks as if you remember what interests the old) Yeah, haha \u200b\u200b.. (For to me has made me a favor).
"Well, villain, go or call the police.
"Madam, I come to give the drugs .. -
replied "Okay, but what I've put a sedative or something like that ..
"Then at the end will have to give it to shut .. - I told myself
- What you say boy?
"Here, here it is ..
"Thank you, how you said your name was Robert?
-Hackett -
replied "The name yours .. has a beautiful meaning ..: little man in the forest. - Said amazed - They say that those who have that name communicate with nature and with Panenya ..
"Mrs. .. Do you it is, a housewife or a sick alcéimer? - contesté bruscamente
-¿Estoy enferma? - dijo tristemente - Pues tú me ayudarás a recordar
-No soy mago señora
-Lo dudo..
-¿Pero usted está loca?
-Jajaja, me estaba quedando contigo, - rió - dicen que los pequeños hombres del bosque pueden curar cualquier enfermedad con la ayuda de un Panenya.
-Señora, que eso es un cuento de niños - repliqué
-¡No! Yo he visto uno.. era enorme, tenía aspecto medio humano medio de pájaro - dijo
-¿Y usted tiene alcéimer? Yo creo que tiene cuentitis..
-Hijo, tendré poca memoria, pero me acuerdo de lo más importante hasta ahora, ¿quién dice que dentro a few days I will remember that? So I tell you, maybe no cure for this disease and possibly the cure are the Panenya.
"Madam, we are in the XXI century, how noses think I'm going to swallow that?
"We in Germany in a village surrounded by forests, why not possible?
"But .. Bah, fine, do what I can, but explain to me what I want to do for you to remember - I said in a disinterested tone
"Go into the forest when the sun goes down, there you will find a trumpet hidden where people sometimes gets, but does so in error and does not really want.
I do not understand anything, well, I'll check that site or whatever ..
"Good boy You coming tomorrow? "If I can
itself, but on Tuesday - said getting closer to the exit door" Tomorrow
better, is that! -
shouted "All right - I said shut the door
I went home and took the gear to investigate the site.
I came to that dark place and I saw something moving in the brush, which proved to be the wind.
Suddenly there was a howl. And then I heard voices within me.
But I was shocked, surely they were hallucinations of fear I had.
Suddenly I saw a shadow coming closer and closer. That shadow
jumped me.
I scratched all over his face and gave him a stick next to mine and had lost consciousness.
was a wolf and something shiny sticking out his mouth.
I leaned on his back to bend down and see what I had that peculiar animal in the mouth.
What I imagined, a trumpet, as Mrs. Muffy said:
Go to the woods when the sun goes down, there you will find a hidden trump where people sometimes gets, but does so in error and does not really want.
The lion's mouth .. Mrs. Muffy was right, but I see it as a possible accident.
suddenly and pulled some weeds surrounding the wolf down into the earth until they completely surrounded him and put him underground.
Scared, I went home, where was my mother, carrying a trumpet with me.
But there was no house or anything, my house had burned down.
Suddenly someone grabbed me from the inside, it was my mother.
"Son, I'm sorry, I could not do anything to stop ..
- Now what shall we do? - I said "I'll cry
Asia with your father, you'll stay with the parents of Roule until we get money for the journey and take with us. Since all the money we have saved for years, has burned ..
- Nooo! I want to stay here and not least with that psychopath -
shouted "I'm sure you like, but I want to hide ..
laughter echoed throughout the people who awoke to an angry neighbor.
- Child, shut up, to see if you take example of the elderly! All you are just stupid wimps now! When I was little ..!(...)
Every Tuesday and Thursday a new chapter, the next is titled Problems
villagers
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Watch My Daughtert Masterbate
that you spend the summer a good holiday! The party
Although there has been a very productive year for the blog, we managed to continue with the magic that appeals to readers, something essential for a good blog like ours.
I hope you have a very good holiday and study that have to do!
I'm doing my next story, one different from all others, only I'll give the title
Although there has been a very productive year for the blog, we managed to continue with the magic that appeals to readers, something essential for a good blog like ours.
I hope you have a very good holiday and study that have to do!
I'm doing my next story, one different from all others, only I'll give the title
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Friday, April 9, 2010
Will Anyone Buy Silver Plated Dinnerware
prodigy, an immense light, the center of my universe, running and splashing in puddles of rocky road. Staff in hand, eyes and mischievous smile everlasting.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Paediatric Walk In Clinic Toronto
Torla
a week. A week since I left that train to plunge into this strange fog. A week like, following false leads, coming to dead ends.
"You have to go ______", told me," You'll find what you want. "
I have already visited the old castle, with their dark, slender towers and heard the mysterious wails that echo every night in their dungeons.
The second day I wandered through the old cemetery, among sunken and forgotten tombs and angels of gray stone, looking lost and tense expression. After watching the procession of souls continued as before.
descended into the sewers and there I could interview one of its inhabitants: I liked his strange accent, emphasized on the r:
- takes a long time down here? "Since we
memorria.
- Why not go outside?
"Mom told us not hicierramos, said he did not understand, Harria us harm, we should not hacerrlo ...
- How to get free food out of here? "Rats?
explodes in hysterical laughter hambrre
"When we sing the song that we sang when llorrabamos mom. And singing siemprre mientrras aparrece someone to nosotrros with rropa made jirrones, ofrreciendonos your carrne ... "Quierre oírr the song?
-Oh ... this ... thanks, I think that misses everything ... Almost
. I felt that familiar feeling and I thought it would come to me, but no, false alarm.
On Thursday I had an appointment with an agent inmoviliaria:
" You see, the hallway, spacious and bright, the visitors created the idea of \u200b\u200ba nice house ... Let's go. Let's go up the stairs ... The two master bedrooms, oriented to the west, helping to maximize the low light of evening. The bathroom, as you can see, is made entirely of porcelain beginning of the century, the mirror is a little gem. Oh, do not touch that is sharp. Let's go down to the dining.
As you can see here you can organize all kinds of social events from formal dinners to dances and auctions. Maybe it sounds, it was here that little tragedy occurred. Yes, yes. The freak of the purple tunic and all those young men maimed, what times these!
Behind this door there are stairs leading to an old wine cellar carved into the rock. The only condition of the lease is not to be opening, this gate ...
Many thanks, give me a reply. "
lost a day in a dark cave that smelled musty. Where a pale-skinned young men sacrificed a goat to the beat of electronic music and then immersed in a luxurious ecstasy. While I was abused mandrake juice and absinthe.
with a hangover as it never had before I went to a circus that I saw when I arrived in the city ... Unfortunately I was too late and could not enter. Later in the hotel bar, I saw a man bitterly mourn, along with a bottle of whiskey, saying the circus had taken his daughter and never see her again ... The waiter was called crazy and told him to stop drinking, that his daughter was with him. While the young girl smiled and nodded with vacant eyes.
And here I am in my seventh day ..
This afternoon I went to the forest and spent hours wandering among tall trees and high gray dark trunks engulfed by vines. My ride took me several times to cross a riachuelillo that ran between rocks, moss and dead logs. At each step a branch mysteriously touched my shoulder or my foot aberrant root. When the night fell and was about to return to the hotel I came across a young man wore a green coat and brown hair, almost auburn, wavy rocked the viento.Me looked up and down and come to my side as a sigh, leaving a fresh scent of wildflowers. when I turned there was nobody.
It's been a week and my inspiration is still missing. My editor is expecting another terrifying best-seller and I'm out of ideas ... everything is so open ..
Also I can not get out of my head that look strong, those brown eyes framed in green concentric circles .. perhaps I should change gender ...
My editor will kill me. 
a week. A week since I left that train to plunge into this strange fog. A week like, following false leads, coming to dead ends.
"You have to go ______", told me," You'll find what you want. "
I have already visited the old castle, with their dark, slender towers and heard the mysterious wails that echo every night in their dungeons.
The second day I wandered through the old cemetery, among sunken and forgotten tombs and angels of gray stone, looking lost and tense expression. After watching the procession of souls continued as before.
descended into the sewers and there I could interview one of its inhabitants: I liked his strange accent, emphasized on the r:
- takes a long time down here? "Since we
memorria.
- Why not go outside?
"Mom told us not hicierramos, said he did not understand, Harria us harm, we should not hacerrlo ...
- How to get free food out of here? "Rats?
explodes in hysterical laughter hambrre
"When we sing the song that we sang when llorrabamos mom. And singing siemprre mientrras aparrece someone to nosotrros with rropa made jirrones, ofrreciendonos your carrne ... "Quierre oírr the song?
-Oh ... this ... thanks, I think that misses everything ... Almost
. I felt that familiar feeling and I thought it would come to me, but no, false alarm.
On Thursday I had an appointment with an agent inmoviliaria:
" You see, the hallway, spacious and bright, the visitors created the idea of \u200b\u200ba nice house ... Let's go. Let's go up the stairs ... The two master bedrooms, oriented to the west, helping to maximize the low light of evening. The bathroom, as you can see, is made entirely of porcelain beginning of the century, the mirror is a little gem. Oh, do not touch that is sharp. Let's go down to the dining.
As you can see here you can organize all kinds of social events from formal dinners to dances and auctions. Maybe it sounds, it was here that little tragedy occurred. Yes, yes. The freak of the purple tunic and all those young men maimed, what times these!
Behind this door there are stairs leading to an old wine cellar carved into the rock. The only condition of the lease is not to be opening, this gate ...
Many thanks, give me a reply. "
lost a day in a dark cave that smelled musty. Where a pale-skinned young men sacrificed a goat to the beat of electronic music and then immersed in a luxurious ecstasy. While I was abused mandrake juice and absinthe.
with a hangover as it never had before I went to a circus that I saw when I arrived in the city ... Unfortunately I was too late and could not enter. Later in the hotel bar, I saw a man bitterly mourn, along with a bottle of whiskey, saying the circus had taken his daughter and never see her again ... The waiter was called crazy and told him to stop drinking, that his daughter was with him. While the young girl smiled and nodded with vacant eyes.
And here I am in my seventh day ..
This afternoon I went to the forest and spent hours wandering among tall trees and high gray dark trunks engulfed by vines. My ride took me several times to cross a riachuelillo that ran between rocks, moss and dead logs. At each step a branch mysteriously touched my shoulder or my foot aberrant root. When the night fell and was about to return to the hotel I came across a young man wore a green coat and brown hair, almost auburn, wavy rocked the viento.Me looked up and down and come to my side as a sigh, leaving a fresh scent of wildflowers. when I turned there was nobody.
It's been a week and my inspiration is still missing. My editor is expecting another terrifying best-seller and I'm out of ideas ... everything is so open ..
Also I can not get out of my head that look strong, those brown eyes framed in green concentric circles .. perhaps I should change gender ...
My editor will kill me.
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