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El Mimo and I! Otello

This post will be quite strange for those who often read to me ... is that several friends and acquaintances that I wear without a trace or comment any and multiple that by "reciprocity blogger in a row. Well, this post is part of the farm.

Well, this story is about 12 years ago, at the time was doing a project in the Banco Sud Americano, now called the Scotia Bank. Remember that always lunchtime, compared to the newspaper La Nacion had a mime so funny that people laughed, it was so very heavy on the sidewalk in front of anyone passing by daily fear of being ridiculed, but this type, following strategies can not be beaten, he managed to ride taxis, cars and took advantage of single women left and right to disturb those who pass by. I remember several times crossed the sidewalk and we went with friends on the other side for the simple reason of being the meat of the barrel. The truth, always made me want to stop your car to the same distasteful first and second for a fag and that women were the object of most of his jokes and was always there, untouchable, immune, and shit of laughter at the expense of poor giles all that we were in search of lunch, a bank or payment of a last-minute proceeding. Anyway, time passed string and for months I avoided going through that corner, just so that when a goat kid does not pass in front of the house where a dog barks a jerk when shits scary.


Time passed and Summer's coming, you had to walk, relax, forget such hits, so many commitments, batting lie in the sun, take a Chelita (beer) and go to meet people, dance, looking girlfriend that summer and me. That summer walking in La Serena, prime of life, falling into that idiot itinerary in some way or another makes you land in fome place in the world, The Recova, a place of restaurants, alpaca vests, silver of questionable quality and various products made from papaya fruit (jams, chocolates, nectar, juice , nuts, glasses, rings, teeth that I am). Well there walked Astorguita happy life with graphical interface 12 years ago, Rapado wadding wadding, with Harley Davidson T-shirt with a giant eagle and sleeveless, my pair of tattoos on his arms, a Jockey of Guns n 'Roses , dog dark glasses, with several kilos less, many muscles and a whole paraphernalia above gave me some "cool" .... When I'm about to cross the street, I see a sea of \u200b\u200bcrap people laugh and making a circle ... I thought what's up? .... Is there a musician? , A "show? I looked and saw him ... .... Crest! This shit that mime! What I do here this unfortunate? ... I get up in the holidays ... it suddenly appeared to me the sticks, the suit, tie, shirt, schedule, my boss, the meeting the commitments ... Agrrrggggr. NOOOO ¡!!... Well, damn it no more Is this gueón not rest? .... I know I ... I will piola piola ... walk as far I can and will cross the street because if this looks like me, for sure grabs my pal hueveo a great time. Said and done, I walked the prudent thing to not be "on duty." While the cake on top of a truck holding a great time pal lever pressing old one carrying fruits or do not know what the hell ... so lanyard is slipped between the people and started to cross the street. I suddenly feel the inevitable, the Madit running towards me like a gazelle, I must say it was more than 30 or 40 meters, people turned their heads at us expectantly canchero mime and agile, looks into my eyes, I makes a gesture as if to say "asshole fucked je je je", is put before me, rolls up the sleeves, put rough side and begins to imitate .... it is clear that the weakness did quite grace, which delighted the Roman circus. Well .... was at that moment I felt really thankful to God because he had stopped in front of me you should never cross my path, and in the same way the teacher teaches his disciples the things in life, I thought it was time to teach some of his own medicine ... I chanté dry, mime continued to move while imitating me, take one foot back, I push hard, with joy and orgasm of savagery I put the best kick wide slit I have never been improved, a kick slit fable (I regret not having gone with my boots rock, but in the summer unfortunately husks are used) the kick in the crack was so great to lift the minority without lying about 25 cm of soil, poor skinny without catching his hand to anything I buttocks in the air and with a look of surprise and pain will never forget. While people said OOHHHHHH, CHUUUUUU!! Noooooo,, GGUUAAAA .... Several laughed, others expected to see a fight .... Well, the inevitable happened, in a professional mime said nothing, though his face was disfigured by anger, shame and revenge ... turned in 180 and put in a position to fight, I, idem ... I said ... "gueas bag sewn for you .... I will draw out pure combos, now you'll pay all together, "mime threw me a steak ... I noticed that there was weak because it was pure fiber professional so I thought this fight will be good, I have to destroy Resistance quickie because I'm going to get the fuck, I tape the leg, he threw a live combo the snout ... not remove it achunté and Sparks in the forehead, I threw a combo to get me in the arm ... people started read "SLUT THE PELAO Jeers!", "PELAO Jeers !!!", others shouted," peel, pluck it out SHIT TO THAT GUEON weighs "Cache ... the end Guea or battle, or making mimo channels with close friends. In it appears a guy who was vacationing with us and had seen all the commotion, trying to separate us and says to the same ... hey,,, no research in this script (so I), is crazy, mime wrinkled, we separated .. . I was electric, I went to the arcade, I had a papaya juice, ice cream, people looked at me, I waved and gestured me other "good friend, finally this gueón shit," my uncle "Palito" shitless laughing ... I said you went black ... wuaajajajjaa, my old man did not caching anything, I watched in amazement, but without disapproval. Time passed and the summer is over, I returned to the paste, stop by the newspaper La Nacion, the mime was not there, I thought several times that it is the same care, I wonder what Ms. him, well .... The ghosts were gone ....

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.. Otello!!

Have you seen the page of the local theater? .... Well part way. ...

The Teatro Municipal de Santiago, one of the jewels of Santiago and Chile, from the point of view of architectural aesthetics, was inaugurated on September 17, 1857, with the opera "Ernani" by Giuseppe Verdi, performed company Italian operatic brought in specially for this event ( http://www.municipal.cl/asp/teatro.asp ). The irony is that 149 years later Giuseppe Verdi again is the guest of honor but this time for the demise of our beloved gem full of national musicians Teatrera defaults ... ... ... ... ..




The other day watching the news Chilevisión, appear a note that spoke of the great and expected role of Otello at the Municipal Theatre was canceled and even more so as I recall it was the first time the municipal canceling a work from its inception. Today I look in amazement at the wonderful remarkable and unprecedented idea of \u200b\u200bthe former TV host and current mayor of Santiago Raúl Alcaíno, who with his 2 fingers in front and a wonderful creative brilliance committee have decided to close all the presentations of Council for the period of 2006. Cachan "the tremendous brutality? ...

What was the reason?, Good all born in a pile of musicians and singers of the municipal staff working under the scheme undesirable "Boletita fee, a release mechanism that achieves the employer of all the social responsibilities it has with those who carry out work sporadic. The scheme is designed for a contractual relationship between employees and employers sporadic not exceeding a period of 3 months of continuous work, otherwise thereafter should work under a system of employment contracts. What I imagine is not surprising that bypasses Wonderland and a lot of outstanding musicians and artists for extended periods each month give the "report fee" ... What's the drama? .. each time the musician delivers a ballot fee, the employer retains 10% of income and once a year, informs the Internal Revenue Service for them to generate the check sum sweet all 10% that have been withheld by your employer. Well, the fact is that the prominent and glamorous city only simply stated but not to pay taxes that are short of workers ... no ?.... pathetic above all, in a country that fills us with pride and good news "but where we're looking for ?.... we are launching our third satellite, we have a stack of aircraft and next-generation submarines, tanks bombastic, students in the streets demanding that education reform is extremely valid and the culture and art house pa!. That stalk is to live in a country where if you're not a doctor, dentist, lawyer or engineer definitely do not exist, no credits or encourage us to diversity, there is no concrete options for the versatility of these days and unfortunately such basic issues but no less important every day extending further government agendas.

Actually looking a bit beyond the topic is a boundary condition idiot. The theater depends on the municipality of Santiago, which is re valid in a city 80 years ago. You can not charge it on to a single municipality, except when the audience most of whom belong to other communities in the capital. This should have a national promotion and the same conditions of contract which the state requires employers to drink running for them. I believe that Art is re far from being measured under the classic corporate profitability, can not the art to clearly profitable, in general it gets the juggler on the corner, it gets the square painter and photographer, is good a quality theater and municipal that should be called national trough the show does well, it gets the mime .... However, each day through our eyes cortoplasista the financial and extinguished without pity or disgust.

Mr Alcaino, keep the alkaline .... make efforts to recover convretas theater in town! . Do not treat her beautiful art as garbage business .... This is Santiago, Chile, not the city of Townsville from Powerpuff Girls ... Meanwhile, those who love the theater will have to settle for cable TV and entertainment programs ... My Sweet Chilito

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Mother ....... We are sticking down

When I attended the birth of my children, including Camilo I noticed a small difference between them and us ... they have a capacity amatory that goes beyond our reasoning animal. A girl, a woman, a teenager, a grandmother, a female or any of its kind and brings status or from deep within their genetic code, from their gut, since its genesis, the essence love. A mother's love of incalculable value, a love that as a child brand, define and shape both the character and value-based line.

With deep admiration in my black see these values, I see how it has changed in a complete turnaround, I see the care of her cubs, exactly as you did for me with an eternal commitment and invaluable efforts me today make you feel eternally grateful to my Mother. By looking at the Elenita, my little baby only a year and 2 months, I am able to identify the difference of them and us. Women, bring the complement of one form or another we will anchor our grounding. A woman, allows us to project ourselves as a family, a woman gives significance and descent, a woman loves us and gives pleasure in a frenzy, a woman shows us that there is an intimate female, a woman can believe in love, a woman is a mother, a woman is everything.

certainly for me are a valued species, a species becomes extinct doubt, a species that has a lot to deliver, teach and complement. For all these reasons, today I wish to express my sincere admiration for you mothers and women, today I want to thank you for all the dedication they have delivered their babies since the beginning of life, so we thank you for the support, for its beauty , harmony and for this immense gift that allows them to generate life. For my life, the lives of my children, mothers around border, for those who are living the magic of the bulging belly, for those who have lost a baby, for those who are in their last days of life, lonely, sad and yet remain stoic and full of that magic invisible and enviable by on their way and those that are entering the development of women, I want to thank these letters all their dedication and declare my deepest admiration.

Congratulations to all, dedicated to

, My Mother, My Wife, My Daughter, My Mother In Law, my grandparents, my sisters, my niece's Javi, my friends Loreto, Paulina, Keka, Kiki, Elisa, Barbara Pamela, Pola, Ximena, Paula, Claudia, Spoon, Yeka, Vale, Roxana, Ruth, my friends that I forgot and all the women I read in this blog.


I leave with you, the magic of creation ... and a gift for my black (which I doubt I read lol!)

Here the Camilo and Elena in the daily bath!

They are so cute this couple re Dwarfs ...

Easter for a "aunts" and grabbed the mataminas painted tiger! mono walked happier than SMG

My beautiful daughter .... here eating dirt ... for our children can play politics with everything dessen earth! Here

bembita this again .... .. big and walking .... and play like crazy in the streets ... are too beautiful .... fucking lucky that I have the ridge!