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Archivos para marzo 2011

Chill

30/03/2011

Anyway, tomorrow I am interpreting in a conference called “Cock, Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeh!”. And that’s not even a joke. I promise it’s literally true. I promise I will try not to giggle into the mic. And now, since we are in conference mood, let’s examine the annotated agenda of my past weekend. 1. Chilling is the operative […]

My thoughts exactly

17/03/2011

I’ll write more about Bali (and my daring escape of the resort), but the guy at XKCD just reflected my own thoughts so precisely that I MUST share it with you. So with his permission: (I hope I have his permission…. Mr. Munroe, would you please tell me if you are not ok with this? […]

Very Important Pablers

09/03/2011

Let me tell you about VIP lounges. I used to think these things were Hollywood stuff. No, seriously, an instrument for creating dramatic scenes in movies. You know, by the middle of the film you have George Clooney who has been making all these stupid mistakes with this woman, and suddenly they find each other […]

Let’s do an angsty post!! Yay!

04/03/2011

Actually, I have always had this impression that my blog, kinda… misses the point of blogs. I mean, since the world was created 6000 years ago blogs have had one purpose: To help angsty teenagers get out all that steam, all those things they feel but can’t really express, out in the world for everyone […]

The unsettling story of the photocopy in Russia

02/03/2011

This is a new and experimental format of telling my Russia stories. It’s new and experimental, all edgy and avant-garde. It’s not that I’m tooting my own horn, it’s just that *TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT* Cody dice: So that means you’re in Paris at the moment? Paul dice: yes! 🙂 for a while, though travelling for work the […]