8.7.08

Seriously

Nudos En El Pelo™ does leave blogger!!

Now check out the third part of this ciberjourney of blogs at:
http://nudosenelpelo.wordpress.com/

2.7.08

Today In "Goodbye Blogger"...

News news!!

ONE
Jocelyn's favorite illustration of today.
Look, it's a birdie!!



TWO
The forecast for today (in Celsius, of course): mighty hot.



THREE
Jerk guy maybe thinking about poisoning wife, Homer style.



FOUR

Just one more month until getting high with Pineapple Express!!



FIVE
Nudos En El Pelo leaves blogger!!

We're beginning the transition to better times. Hang out with us now via Wordpress at:
http://nudosenelpelo.wordpress.com/

30.6.08

Si las mujeres escribieran Cosmopolitan



Ya ven que Cosmopolitan se las da de muy feminista y no se qué, no? A mi no me engañan, Cosmo está escrita por hombres! Y la prueba es que si Cosmo fuera escrita por mujeres, éstas serían los articulos que veríamos:

Sexy manipuladora /
10 pasos para curar su %$#@ dependencia maternal

Depilación láser / Cómo hacer que tu novio pague por ella

Jason Statham "al natural" / Poster 1 de 20

"Me encanta que no sepas cocinar" / 30 frases que él quiere decir

Matrimonio / Cómo aplazarlo lo más posible

PMS / 50 razones por las que claro que tienes la razón

Aburrido y...



Aburrido... y vagabundo:
1. Viste jorts (shorts de mezclilla), camiseta de Texas (fajada), Nikes blancos (con calcetones), y cangurera (de Miami). Pide direcciones al próximo "mercadou".
2. Entra a clases que ni son tuyas, en Universidades a las que ni vas.
3. Lee todo el periódico en un 7-Eleven. Pero "El Sol". Comenta sobre las fotos grotescas a los transeúntes.
4. Vende tu celular. Pero primero anúncialo en los clasificados de masajes de El Norte.
5. Ve a Starbucks y pide un Venti latte vainilla, doble espresso, helado pero con poco hielo, shot de espresso, shot de vainilla, shot de whisky, y con poquititito espacio para leche semidescremada. Haz que te repitan tu orden para confirmar. Tres veces.
6. Ponte una gorra del CENSO 1990 y haz preguntas a gente en la calle. O peor: casa por casa. Pretende que tu iPod es grabadora.
7. Haz reir a un gato. (Es posible).
8. Vende tu pasaporte. De todos modos nunca vas a ningún lado.

Aburrido... y hambriento:
1. Deja de fumar mariguana pero ya.
2. Busca comida y migajas entre los cojines de tu sillón.
3. Ve a un restaurant y negocia platillos ofreciéndote a lavar platos desde un principio. Al menos eres honesto.
4. Tómate los 8 vasos de agua recomendados por día, pero de un jalón.
5. Piensa que eres anoréxico (a).
6. Ve al mercado Juárez: 30 plátanos por $5

Aburrido... y sin pareja:
1. Lánzate al próximo evento en el bar del Crowne Plaza. Pianista maduro, piñas coladas y alfombras de peluche. Algo más?
2. Ve al VIPs más cercano y saca a bailar a señoras al ritmo de la música Mexicana que siempre tienen.
3. Invita a salir a ex-novios (as) de tus papás.

29.6.08

Jason's Birthday

It had to be an important date. I cooked and cooked and ate so much this past week testing recipes but I finally managed to cook something edible from beginning to end!
The menu: horchata, sopa de tortilla & a birthday cake. I'm so proud.
Welcome my new baby, Breadstick Kitchens Inc.























27.6.08

The Weekend Coming Up

Tonight: Babasonicos at Congress Theater... more music!!
Tomorrow: Jason's birthday,
weeeee
Day after tomorrow: sleep the weekend hangover off :)

Matisyahu For Botisyahu*

I went to see Matisyahu yesterday yesssss
I finally went to Ravinia also, nice looking woods! (that's what ____ said).

Anyway, so after 2 weeks listening to Matis nonstop while running or cooking or driving, it was time, and so we went.
The concert started at 9pm and we had to be there early to find a nice spot (it was an outdoor thing), so after fighting Ravinia fauna and eating our gourmet sandwiches, we had some fun.

Sliding so much in bug spray that mosquitoes didn't even bother bothering anymore, lying on a towel listening to live reggae and alternating between that and looking at the stars, I remembered how much I missed being outside watching the sky... until 1030pm on the dot when the park decided to turn off the music [middle of the song and everything] because that's when they must stop the party, for peace of the neighbors. Thanks.

Either way I liked it, I think I'm going to start wearing Tzitzyot
and legally change my name to Botisyahu :)

Oh, hilarious event: Jason peed in a parking lot at night on our way home hahaha





Psycho








It's Dog the Bounty Hunter!


The background ass picture

23.6.08

Design Over Countries*



Yay, logos for countries!
Some of them are cute, some are malicious; but they're all interesting.
I dare you to figure out what's going on with Kenia's design of a Mexican sombrero.


Logos with love:
Argentina, Canada, Czech Republic #2, Holland,
Japan #2, New Zealand, Thailand.

Logos with much love:
Estonia, Indonesia,
Papua New Guinea.

Logos with comments:
Estonia: "Welcome to Boronas".

Colombia: "We'll take your heart, burn it, and send it to your family
".
Bermuda: "...literally".
The Bahamas: "Welcome to Microsoft
".
Bhutan: "We secretly love mortarboards".
Kenia: "We're repeatedly confused with Mexico".
Malasia (truly Asia): "We rime divine".
Pakistan: "We're totally lying".
Tunisia: "We just won't give any details".


Piece of wonderment:
How come there's no USA logo? Or at least one for an American city?

Is it because the they can't create a "world" logo for moral reasons? Or because they're just not welcoming anyone else? jojojooj

Sources:
Cidade Dos Logos & Yarvu's creepy Greek website

Super Dance Republica!!

Quick adventures in the city!
This weekend Angela and I went to dance salsa at Millennium Park. I danced for 3 hours with people 3 times my age, that way I at least looked like I knew what I was doing.
Age is dance wisdom!


Now Tango Night is happening in 2 weeks... will we look good together?









18.6.08

I [Super] Want



For life on the music side, the MP3 AMP.

It gives me the music chills like when I look at Jason's real amps. Good times.
Is it my birthday yet?


Oh hey, speaking about birthdays, today is Yorch's birthday. Happy Sweet 32 :)

17.6.08

Weird things: PMS, biking, Johnny Depp, and Moses

So i tried to learn how to bike again.
The last time i rode a bike my current butt weight was my total weight; I couldn't even remember how to find proper balance and I kept having all these cuts and bruises flash-backs associated with my last bike ride, 20 years ago. Awful, dear.

Five minutes into the "biking", my shoulders were shrimp red and i had had enough of Jason yelling at me.

Biking sucks; lazy people use you own legs and arms, do sports! I wish i didn't live in a flat State :(


In even sadder news, I read The Notebook in 4 days. Like, the novel... If you thought the movie was sad, read the book.

It's so perfect for PMS, it'll turn you into the sweetest child. Seriously.


And now the happy handsome news.

Friday I was trying to get on Jackson when Angela and I noticed closed streets, cameras, trailers and jumpy girls: Johnny Depp's movie was being filmed! Oh that's the dream.

I immediately called Jason and told him I was coming home instead of chasing Mr. Depp. Bold move, some have said.


Lastly, it's a miracle! I think God, Moses or someone either Jewish or Catholic sent me a book about Moses I didn't order. Spooky! Biblical picture attached.



Then pretty sunny yet B&W pictures:



16.6.08

Wordle™ II

A closer look at my resume on Wordle fun.




13.6.08

Wordle™

I love love love this new source of funness I found: Personalized wordmaps on redbull!
Pick some text and see it grow.
It's so cute. I used The Boy And The Giraffe as a test. Then my resume.

Ask the web and make yours:
http://wordle.net/









The Boy And The Giraffe*

Once upon a time there was a boy who lived in a beautiful palace in India.
This was a very lucky boy, for his parents would each week ask him what he wanted for his allowance and then give it to him.
Of course, mom and dad were sometimes too busy to pay attention to their son and in rare occasions they had given him what they thought was better, even if the boy had asked for something else.

One particular week, when it was time for the boy's parents to ask what he wanted next, he already knew what to say:
- "All I want is an elephant".
His parents looked at him like he was crazy, thinking about how hard it was going to be to get a brand new elephant delivered to the palace just because their son wanted one.
- "But why do you want an elephant for? Can't you play with your friends instead? What about all of your toys?"

The boy's parents considered that an elephant was a little too much to ask so they decided to give their son some money instead... maybe that way he'd stop thinking about the elephant and therefore, he'd also stop bothering them.

So after his parents give him the money, the boy took it straight to his room and tossed it into a huge pile of gold coins he had in a corner, feeling rather mad because he had not asked for money but for an elephant.

A couple of days later, after seeing that their son was still not happy, his parents wondered if he just needed a pet, so they got him a fox.
When the boy saw his present he just didn't know what to do with it and after playing for a while he let it go, still thinking about that elephant he wanted so much...

Wait, did I say elephant or giraffe?
I meant giraffe this whole time.

Anyhow, the week went by and soon it was time again for the boy to make a new request.
His parents, thinking he had forgotten all about the giraffe, asked again:
- "So son, what would you like to have this week?"
And they were very surprised when their son said:
- "I told you, all I want is a giraffe!"

Mom and dad were not happy to hear this. They just didn't think a giraffe was a cool pet to have!
So they tried giving his son even more money (which immediately ended up in the money pile) and so the only thing they got was an angrier child.
So, after doing some serious parent thinking, they decided to get him a lion.


- "A lion?! And what am I supposed to do with a lion??"- asked the boy, hopeless.
So after riding it to school (and after fearing his new pet might one day feel the urge to eat him), the boy let the lion go.

One more week passed by and as the boy was growing more and more restless, he was finally determined to use all of his money to buy the giraffe himself but in the end decided to give his parents one last chance.

Finally on allowance day, the boy went downstairs to meet his parents and was very surprised to find a beautiful giraffe standing in their living room waiting for him!

He was so happy that he spent the next two days riding it and eventually, when the giraffe was well trained and could perfectly hold the boy on its neck, he took it outside.
Getting as close as they could to the tallest tree in their backyard, the boy rode his giraffe one more time while reaching into the upper leaves.

- "At last!! My frisbee! Was this too much to ask?!"

The End.


/////
As told by a very sleepy Jason Schwartz.

11.6.08

Home-Churches, Patterns and Passive Aggressiveness!

The best of my web today!

1. St. Saviour's Church, London
My fave peeps from my fave pink website, The Apartment, furnished a church for a wacky family of four that decided to live there. The place looks awesome, a mix of great architecture and lovely modernism. Londonians; they're now either closer to heaven, or further.
















2. The Pattern Foundry

Yes pattern! Eye-binding decorative patterns from all around the world [we could make time!].
I don't know how else to describe it, but they make my eyes go on vacation. Go on vacation too.






3. The Passive Aggressive Anger Release Machine
Love (and hate) from Design You Trust. Those Macy's iPod machines should do the same thing.




+

The worst of my web today: Salmonella tomatoes in Chicago. Ufffff