Sunday, April 07, 2013

por más que aparezca la grúa y se lleve mi coche… por mí que reviente el planeta en confeti esta noche…

Slowly (Duncan Dhu) by Luis Eduardo Aute on Grooveshark

Friday, April 05, 2013

There will be no order, only chaos!


SOL: Have you met Archimedes? The one with the black spots, you see? You remember Archimedes of Syracuse, eh?

The King asks Archimedes to determine if a present he’s received is actually solid gold. Unsolved problem at the time. It tortures the great Greek mathematician for weeks. Insomnia haunts him and he twists and turns in his bed for nights on end.

Finally, his equally exhausted wife, she’s forced to share a bed with this genius, convinces him to take a bath, to relax.

While he is entering the tub Archimedes notices the bathwater rise. Displacement. A way to determine volume. And thus, a way to determine density, weight over volume. And thus, Archimedes solves the problem.

He screams “Eureka!” (Greek for “I found it!) and is so overwhelmed he runs dripping naked through the streets to the King’s palace to report his discovery.

Now, what is the moral of the story?

MAX: That a breakthrough will come...

SOL: Wrong. The point of the story is the wife. You listen to your wife, she will give you perspective. Meaning, you need a break, you have to take a bath, or you’ll get nowhere. There will be no order, only chaos. 
Go home Max and you take a bath.

Sunday, February 17, 2013

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

ya me gustó postear sin título. quizá también sin contenido ni sentido alguno. ja.

Monday, January 14, 2013

Monday, January 07, 2013

it may be (ellipsis). ojalá. lo que tenga que ser, que sea.

Tuesday, January 01, 2013

los diciembres y sus vacaciones siempre son importantes. - 2005 viaje playero (michoacán) - 2006 (...) - 2007 (...) - 2008 viaje fallido a la playa (michoacán). - 2009 - 2010 sierra gorda de querétaro - 2011 chiapas - 2012 roadtrip playero (michoacán).

Saturday, December 29, 2012

No estoy seguro de muchas cosas. Al menos respecto a cierto aspecto de mi vida. No sé si lo estaré pronto. Tampoco sé cuándo es "pronto".

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Hace más ruido un árbol caído que mil que crecen. Hace más ruido una bomba que mil caricias. No prediques porque la reflexión racional cae en un saco roto. ¡Hay que hacer!

Saturday, December 22, 2012