Cash is king. Whoever says otherwise is a damned filthy liar.
From Heinlein:
From Lazarus Long: Never pay for something you can get for free.
TANSTAAFL: There ain’t no such thing as a free lunch
Karma is a bitch. Cut off in front of an old lady’s car in San José because she’s driving too slow, and as soon as you turn the corner, tires screeching, gear box screaming in pain as you up gear for more power while laughing maniacally; and you ram straight into a police car [...]
Yes, I’ve said it before. I’ve come in all gleeful, heart filled with joy, proclaiming I’m finally back on track with my photography. Unfortunately, there was something unsatisfying even in my efforts with Marcela and Kelly, some missing ingredient that ended up having the effect that while the end result was OK [...]
One of the most used keywords by which people get to this site is precisely Omnia Mutantur. I’ve seen it used in two phrases, but can’t provide the original sources for neither. Both I’ve seen attributed to Ovid’s Metamorphoses, but I’ve also read several sources refuting it.
Omnia Mutantur, Nihil Inherit: everything changes, nothing [...]
There are some news that you just don’t give over electronic means of conversation. Sure, you can notify a friend over e-mail that one of his relatives died, or phone in to a girlfriend and break up, but doing it leaves a bad aftertaste that simply spending a couple of bucks in a cab [...]
Given the recent photo by Sonny, my guess is that you must be getting sick and tired of seeing my ugly mug around. That didn’t stop me from adding a new photo, however, this time a self portrait with experimenting with my new digital camera (yes, I was unable to resist).
I just realized that other than some caricatures by Vargas and some photos where I’m a washed out blur, there are actually no effigies of me on the site. Here’s a recent photo of lil’ old me, taken just last Wednesday by a friend.
Boo!
Recently I started writing this long story, something a bit more personal than the goofy Apocalipsis. It is shaping up like a longer narrative (dare I call it novel?) and started out as two parallel stories about characters with a few traits in common, alternating between both stories one chapter at a time. [...]
Last Friday was Rodolfo Dengo’s birthday. We threw a party at my house, which started as your standard house- or techno-oriented fare and by popular demand ended up becoming an Iron Maiden-powered headbanging fest.
At least for Esteban, Rodolfo and myself. I’m the silhouette on the right with short hair.
By Cthulhu, we really howled [...]
I’m slowly returning to my right-brain-oriented pursuits. While Apocalipsis is still in the cooler because of various personal reasons that wrecking-balled me out of the right mood, I’m writing the basis for another story that so far I’m liking (I won’t post anything about it until it’s done, however, to avoid the pleasant sensation of [...]