Tuesday, September 23, 2008

10 Inch Reflector Images




Studiolo - Goubreé Productions presents ...



Hello, hello! I told my girlfriend Rubberduck was going to shoot record a video so festive on Tuesday I went to the area Nipponbashi filming and taking photos. For reasons of urgent physiological needs (chale, I should have gone when I left the cafeteria), I got away a bit of filming site to find a store and then I got lazy after coming back. Bueh, less chatter, and start the function uh, Yea, güepajeee!

Note: my youtubes takes eons to load so pause delen post and wait for the red bar is full, and if you have patience and do not see it ... GRGRGRGR the hatred from the depths of my tender heart! : P



After the video, I got to take pictures. These are the ones I liked, the rest is in my flickr :


Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Inflamed Cervix Causes




On why the school sucks


Last night I lay awake a little and then I gave the Pensieve, if I'm half sick, I get to criticize relatives, friends, cyberfriends, alteregos, TV programs ... but this time he touched the school, "school" called. I'm not pedóf ... ehr, teacher and do not know if all schools (including those of other countries other than Colombia) identify ... ehmm ... I mean to say that "education system" and now. I know many have graduated, did (or do) college and on with their lives, but I'm sure many like me are not completely satisfied with what that such "education system" did and did not with us, so as far as I'm concerned, here's my disclaimer:

1. Limits the individual.

Who said school was to train guys! No sir, so students must be uniform. The soldiers, policemen, cleaners, nurses, etc. are usable mass at which the general use. Perhaps, even to Students are expected to be docile future employees, adapting to life to be part of a business organization. However, this stupid idea still prevails that the length of hair is a distinctive sexual. The number of students is large, then the most important thing is to control each room with its forty ragamuffins and where possible require them to behave in the same way.

2. Is not practical. You do

jijuemil tracing maps, learning you names of capitals of countries from which you never know unless you go on the news because there was a rough crime. They show "marvelous geographical locations that will surely not visit ever. And both young and old are still being lost in the city, it is up assault by a taxi driver left to find a fucking direction. You make this experiment in "Isodine put a rice" and the end remember it was for something related to iodine, but yes, you graduate and do not know make a fucking rice! In Colombia, with the famous high school board (diploma), which incidentally, is said to be bought, do you go to college or a minimum wage job, but in the end, it prepares you for life, and yes, life is difficult, but at least you know cooking, accounting, driving a car, some first aid and so, surely we would be more prepared.

3. No phone. It

year after year, forcing you to shut up, you do homework and let you teach with the philosophy or policies of the institution, under the regulations of the Ministry of Education (or any talk like that), then , when you finally get used to being told to do, or conversely, you have become the "rebel without a cause", you come with that "vocational education." So the disappointed adults complain of their offspring, "is that he knows what he wants," "what's going to do in this life?" Pity many great athletes, scientists, artists ... they never actually do so because their interests were removed from small and now may be ... what do I know, cleaning a bathroom or prostituting o. .. bueh, bueh, that's an exaggeration, but ... sounds more alarmist and dramatic as well, right? hehe.

4. Idiot.

To foster a love of reading, the student is required to read a book, which will be consolidated and later do a "literary analysis." WOW, the fun never ends! Find all jijuepuercas names that appear in the book, describing them, get the main idea and secondary each chapter, identify the time, mamonerías number, author's biography, and then transcribe all that crap machine ... ehr, computer. The subliminal message is: "reading is work." Thus, now says he likes reading is watched / envied as a kind of masochistic nerd, and the worst is that many devouring books believe y. .. uah, I gave Mamer.

Somehow, the student is trained to do things the way that requires less time to use neurons, just to get by. Today, the Internet and copy and paste, we know that is absurdly simple. Curiosity is slowly wiped out from primary school, with those books that suckers you are given to teachers, SIP, memorize. Most students used books have a common feature: 60 to 70% is obscured and the rest of site is brand new, even smells new, it was a coloring book or out of alphabet soup ... Why do the texts of several consecutive grades tend to have much of the same information? Sehh, review, LIKE NOOOO! Do not think that is because what is taught in schools junk information that the brain is temporarily stored to meet the tests and then dump it is as if the minds of students outside a wall that fell was painting a few days and play repaint and repaint every time.

information, there is a lot, but is contained in our books and hard drives. What we need is to know how to seek, discern, find patterns and relationships between things, using the brain as an active tool, not as a fucking box of books. Not only the problem of trying to memorize, is that what they teach has no effective use in practical life or the academic. There are two well-known clichés about the practical life, "the English taught at school is just learning the pronouns and verb to Be" and the "why would I use a square root in this life. " Of course, a future chemical or physical I would rather a few equations or formulas, but for sure, you need to know to get what you get college load is pre-university and a teacher hired.


5. Costly and inefficient.

Ok, we must put children and boys to do something. Go all the tedious day at school to do the same hell, to repeat the same things to say or do that well. The sixth does not remember what you learned in third grade but passed, so it's okay. Parents pay for expensive books chosen by the schools (I guess not without some sharing of commissions with publishers) which, as we assumed, the sub-use and repeated year after year much of its contents. Uniforms are paid ... We do not say it is cheaper to go with "civilian clothes." When a student passes a grade, the student is satisfied but not learning, parents are satisfied because they fulfilled their social duty, teachers are earning their pay as nannies and the property owners remain in business. The student who ended up as a loser, because they fuck for vague, crude, not to keep our feet on the head, misfit, being ill pry (not having recommendations) ... etc.




---- Good to be a different system. One in which all people have access to reading, children were grouped and educated according to their skills, trained in basic life skills, teach them the pleasure of thinking and knowing, to create individuals ... Aj, that annoying! Anyway, I just hope not to have to raise children (unless someone like the mom who goes through my block) so you can grow old on the sidelines, not that I care a damn what happens to future generations.

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Kates Playground Breast Silicon




Hulk Goubreé


warning you, not me when I'm angry guarrhrhr guahrhr! Bueh, although in practice I guess I'm still me ... not more than EMPUTADO well. Finally, the fact is that today I was struck by my fits of temper. Passed on Monday by being in sapodolfo I began to help unload one of those truck to the race and returned to my chores. Well, this is usually one of the reasons for the nagging (nag-speech) I get from the kennels (geezers). Said and done, they immediately started one, then I said, "then the fit", but nooo, the Adrian Monk that goes with that "after I serve." Pum! I began to alter the iris, the body shakes me, I'm putting green and GUARHHH! I just, I went out like a madman and accommodates those packages to punta'e leg.

Sehh, I tend to do that type tantrums. In Colombia I was hitting the walls, and even made me cut up as a child ( had talked about it ). Anyway, today was that I got kicked in the face the issue ... bueh, unless you have jumped me yesterday because it took me a pint of CC Lemon just after lunch and before long I had to go to the bathroom to do the trick (ie, the three things that are. .. bueh, I understand ... lol ... hehehe .... JAAAAAJAJAJAJAJAJA ....)... and after that I was all bruised. Tantrums "spontaneous

a borderline? What do I know? I have tried to isolate me, avoid me in laziness, be formal and routine as possible to find the status of "nonchalance chungamungánica", in other words, I tried to alienate, not knowing how much this really stinks and all the memories that fill me with anger. I know that in writing I find some balance, in fact, I was very happy when in the comments said I should devote myself to writing, at least, I thought the wave would have a double life in which I suck those five hours and return to my secret lair to be ... "Lou Goubreé? But nothing is certain, and my job security, or mental or ... or ... Or what bastards! Ahhh, bueh, bueh and well ... By the way, every morning my block goes through a young girl (a re-mami mami and with more pork than that supermarket cashier, the so "Dew" that) coming out to work, always at the same time, I've done the exact calculation to find out what time I go out and see it appear in the corner mu ha ha ha ha ha!

Pd.1 And after the call for attention (probably known to all) then put all clowns and "friendly" there as the so pa'recuperar WA. Or maybe I'm a meringue like to do dramas (do not dare to prove me right, fuck that I have already warned me not when I emputo).

Pd. 2. Looking for a link pa'mostrarles the CC Lemon, I came across this: