2012 February

I love long skirts, clothing is one of the most use of my closet. But they still suffer serious damage from use. Although they have a proper hem, get wet when it rains more easily, more soiled at the bottom, etc, etc. .. To this must be added that certain fabrics such as velvet, are more delicate and begin to show signs of excessive wear before others. However, there is a way to make this already long skirt looks too old and used. It is simply transforming it into a short skirt. My experience with my velvet bed skirts is that the part that goes from the knee down is the one that breaks down because it is the most dirty and suffering. Instead the tissue is fairly well maintained up knee. To take the measure to which you want to cut, you can help other short skirt. Wear short skirts on the long making sure they are well overlapped, and you cut the excess of the long skirt leaving two or three inches to the hem. Then you sew the hem, and might even add some detail to low, as a strip of lace or passementerie. This is how I reused a black velvet skirt, is actually the first skirt I bought. And then another skirt that was cut and never concenció irregular too. If the fabric is a little old, you can buy a dark lining to put it below and make sure it is not transparent. Velvet is a delicate tissue, and although you esmeres in caring lot, usually age faster than others. If you want to participate in an interview about the Goth subculture, simply follow the instructions you'll find in this post. Traditionally made of silk, Three-quarter-Neck T-Shirt or in finely ribbed, premium cotton knit does not cling and keeps its shape even through repeated washings. Machine wash / dry. imported S-XL, 24 A touch of black. Unapologetic opulence. Fine transparencies. The power of androgyny. A modern combination of visible and bohemian spirit control. For Autumn Winter 2012-2013, Gucci women define new facets of femininity. As a tormented soul muse released through provocation. Pairings refined pieces with touches military apparently used and new objects of desire. Leaving a trail of deadly seduction. A symphony with a crescendo of bold femininity and indulgence dandy. Reinterpreted upholstery fabrics and floral prints sprouting in jacquard designs, applique embroidery and silk prints. Dream long dresses, jackets Harness 3/4 horses and trousers. Bold contrast games. Shaded black, forest green, plum. Oversize coats, dressing gowns, chiffon blouses added with harnesses. Inspired dress jackets, and smooth velvet skirts. Exotic animal prints, feathers and layers of dark skin. Tight waists, belted dresses in suits and ties smooth style pajamas. Ruffles that amount by the silhouette to the neck, brushing as the petals of a flower. An ethereal femininity that caresses the skin. Long dresses with double layer of tulle wrinkled. With floral embroidery and sequins microcrystals skillfully sewn by hand. Three-dimensional flowers for new goddesses Pre-Raphaelites. Brocades and leather. Velvet and silk. Pavé of iridescent blue-green feathers. Piel worked for a male effect. Mixture of goat skin and sheep. Mink and chiffon. Influence horses. Reinterpretation of the shutter spur for the new Stirrup bag. Clutches and soft bag type bags in black alligator for weekdays. A more structured for special occasions. Riding boots and flat shoes or suede with patent leather stilettos. Small glasses with round lenses and large jewelry, necklaces and earrings made of resin geometric islands grainy. It rains. Gateway to the board gives you the security and warmth you need. Women heteras claims are standing next to the house opposite, and delivered to each other the same cigarette from hand to hand and talk about trifles. The monotony of the rain make you reach for a hobby, so neither the banality of his talk diverts his interest in them. The observations. The manager of the brothel disguised as a guest house invites you to enter, but apologizes and insists that only seeks a momentary refuge from the rain, nothing more. One of the prostitutes smiles from across the street. He had no fixed destination that evening. Perhaps it would have had to keep walking in the rain and get soaked. Confused, he does not know what to do, not want to go home to his room, his loneliness. Not go to bed to see the bookseller nor flip through a magazine, is immensely boring. A car passes a third time and park in the corner. A woman in short skirt and high heels across the street quickly, crouches in vain, as if thereby to prevent the wet rain. Take with one hand a ticket from the waistband of her skirt and receives something in the other. He walks away happy, shout a few words to a person whom he can not see and hidden from view in the same place it left. The rain intensifies and manager of the place has lost behind a shutter. It escapes the gaze of the man with shaggy hair. He's hungry, check your wallet to find enough money to buy food and drink, but the rain never stops and can not move the threshold. Do not want to get soaked. Women have strayed across the avenue, he looks out and sees how lost through a door above one block. He realizes that the woman approached the car he observed, quickly slips behind a gate leaf of wood. Listen heels. Wait …. Is the color of ebony, and red of her dress contrasts with her skin is looking, extends his right hand toward him and asks if you want to smile "enter the room." He realizes that it is the same woman who a few minutes before he ran to the car and who knows what was in his hand baked caramel. The cold and moisture from overwhelming. Palpa back into their pockets and, without a word with endrin, struck with his fist. The window opens and asks the smiling cimarrona the money he takes from his wallet. The door creaks, the woman exchanged words with the beardless and this gives you a towel, a small white soap and a roll of cheap toilet paper. The water hits hard on the tin roof, the skinny with dark hair and opaque grabs a key from a hook nailed to the wall and is ahead of them, mumbling incomprehensible words. The corridor is long and wet, the walls are painted a green tint which is sad, dirty, and that causes him a sickening sense of melancholy. While walking down the corridor, go to the sides untold number of doors opened and closed, which gives the impression that the distance is greater here than in the street, but one and the other parallel. Passes next to a toilet that looks clean. That does not know why, feel calmer. At the bottom, the little biped keeper gets and turns the key, open the door and returns to say a few words in low tones unintelligible. The rain falls on the roof with a metallic sound drowned out by the false ceiling of moth-eaten planks, as if sand that spreads over the ceiling. In the austere room alone there is a mirror, a bed, chair and table in which a pewter basin and a pitcher of plastic are the essential tools for cleaning the stubble of an act which in youth is desirable and venial, but meat makes simple hogwash. He turns to the bed, she tries to take her clothes off and he is quick to ask you not to, they just want to be in the room until the rain stops, which anyway is going to pay, which may be company and could talk a long time. His name is Aura, he says, and his mind is connected with that book he read two or three times a long time. Are encouraged to ask if he likes to read, how stupid, he thinks, and is surprised when she says yes, it was so stupid in the end, think again-that were once his several books. He added that abuse of his grandmother was forced to move to the capital. With its mellow tone that you grew up in a banana plantation and was the youngest of five brothers. Over time, some died and others moved, her parents abandoned her when she was just a little girl and her grandmother took care of them. (Interlace fingers, picks up his legs on the bed, asiéndolas at the knees, and then throwing his head back, go to the false ceiling.) Adds that was the only one awake in a strange old antipathy. Apparently, Aura will remember much of the old to someone who hated with all my heart. Aura smiles. When he was fourteen he ran away from home. Had completed primary school and wanted to continue studying, so he looked for work, but a minor one gave him a permanent job, and for several months it went from job to job, waiting tables, cleaning toilets, helping in the kitchen washing cars. Finally, a matron of the Palmita accepted it in his house as a servant. Aura interrupts and asks if he has fire. He pulls out a lighter from the left pocket of his windbreaker canvas. Slash your white hand against her dark skin, and seeing the contrast, Aura whispers: "Coffee with milk …". Then, a few cloves coconut meat overlook amid laughter. Aura lights a cigarette crushed that has been involved with the center of support and makes curls of smoke, their voluptuous lips rounded and form rings that rise slowly to the decayed wood of the false ceiling. She watches him, he is silent. The rain keeps scattering like sand on the zinc. Aura plays with a pillow and still telling his story. The midwife noticed how soon the men turned their eyes towards Aura, so one night in May, in the rain, lost virginity, without preamble, and without love. The smell was pungent exordium were bitter and epilogue was a night of crying and a shower with endless hot water, salt and lemon. Hiding under his pillow a little book of poems, bought for fifty cents in yellowed pages whose verses helped to save a bit of innocence for himself. Aura gets up and walks around the room, stops in front of the mirror and the image returns to his eyes is real, flesh and blood, does not vanish at the bottom of quicksilver. Aura is for real. We note with sadness that a few months later, a young inexperienced and alone knocked on the door of the brothel in the afternoon, when not yet opened. He had seen the girl a week earlier and had watched all night through the brown glass bottle of beer. When everyone was drunk waved, went to a room with the smell of creosote and a straw mattress loved her. Several evenings later, he took with him a flower. The midwife shouted the name of Aura and she appeared from behind a lace curtain threadbare cheap, rubbing sleepy eyes. Aura extended his formidable arms of grated panela and received the flower with a smile. That afternoon, Aura wept on learning of his fortune, knowing that true love was forbidden. So fled the "closed house" and never again saw that crazy in love, but kept the flowers between the pages of poems that always carried. He asks Aura to show it, but she refuses, and that's when he notices that the rain does not stop, and the evening turns into night, and heaven is transmuted into lead, and that is so just like her, and she drops her red skirt and removed her bra, and takes his arm and forcing him to surround his body with his hands and his shirt is perched on his head, and that the ruffles, and kisses him, causing him a warm feeling and unexpected. Pass your hand over the outline of it, while the fourth is in total darkness, and draws his body, closing her eyes, so that the color of darkness does not come into his eyes, to feel, not seeing, not perceiving even the outline of his silhouette. And he uses his lips to see the stiffness in his neck of thirty-something, as if the same teenager could have grown up in a banana plantation, as if the same girl who was washing dishes and wiping her hands on hips in the white apron encircled her waist, as the trembling hands of him grabbing her at night without moon or stars. Then the man knocks on the door. He stands, wake up the unfinished dream and runs on the light. There she is, smiling and revealing their secrets. Shouts hoarsely, "I go out, Fuck me". He gets dressed, still stunned (unable to explain why it is) of having heard of that. Meanwhile, Aura extends its black velvet on the blanket, sits on the bed like a cat of ill omen, and turns his back, while pulling something from his bag of fabric. A glass tube with a pipe that heats up a bit lighter smokes white with a seductive smile overwhelming that obscures the Aura. It has stopped raining. Aura has left the room and left him with sadness taste in the mouth. Anxious, want to return to their routine life, their habits have been transformed over time into rituals. Return to the threshold that saw him come and hear grinding tires. It's the same car he saw in the afternoon. Flight departs in the avenue. A last gasp is what you hear. Walk to the corner and is on the ground a little book, loose leaves, without a cover. Has fallen into a puddle, is old and worn, has some torn pages, words blurred, bent corners … And he falls withered jasmine. 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International Award winning story of Juan Rulfo 2011 that was thrust upon the more than 3,200 entries submitted to the organizers of the prestigious event, Radio France Internationale (RFI), the Institute of Mexico, the Instituto Cervantes and the Latin American House in Paris. He walked among the graves. There were over twenty, adorned with flowers and ribbons. A garden lost in the mountain range crosses receiving the colors of the sky. He put the bag on a tombstone and the display of your digital camera froze a wooden cross armed with two trunks and a Christ carved in the bark. I'd like to be buried in a place, he said. White skin that is left free muscular had something pink in those days. I took pictures to a yellow bird shook his head over a stone and a bumblebee that was brought over and over again in the trumpet of a flower that embraced an iron cross. He sat on a stone and lit a joint. It is as if the dead themselves, after going through all the earth, had decided to go in there, he said, in this place away from men, and sleep forever in the rock colors as close to heaven. Christophe, who was waiting for the door leaning against Mitsubishi, arms folded, hidden behind his dark glasses, he replied that he was smoking and asked him to hurry up, I wanted to arrive before that they should do at night. Now back in the car, Virginie looked at the pictures on the screen of your notebook. He liked one especially: he saw a grave armed with bricks and a fence of spears in which blue flowers intertwined ceramic vases, behind the grave were growing green weeds that contrasted with the colors of the flowers below, shreds of wandering clouds between the sheets of the hills, so that the cemetery was above the cloud, the background vertical resurfaced a mountain, sky and earth were lost in that image. He put it as a screen saver, replacing the Bordeaux home on a cold morning but sunny. The windshield GPS indicated the existence of streams, dry beds, undermined by white stones that looked fish bones. No wonder the people they were called Dry Water. The walls of the mountain buckled the road. Orange, green, turquoise, yellow, red. The mountain, said Virginie, was the vast palette of a painter who prepares the colors and then not touch it because it warns that the palette is the picture. Colors only. This landscape was the same. The color strength of the material isolated. He asked if he thought they would find the picture in Dry Water. She shrugged and looked for a while the photo of the cemetery, closed the notebook, leaned against the window, maybe I could sleep. Christophe Ravel disc set. Give strength drops falling piano. Music is slow but not stop going forward, is magical, said Virginie, barefoot and resting your feet on the windshield. Christophe asked if he had played in a concert. Yes, said Virginie, I went crazy studying it over with Ravel have to tell a story from the feelings, listen to this part, you see, the notes mimic the strokes you watch a hanging, the bells are repeated and repeated fear to death, they grow. There is music, is an atmosphere that plays music. The way it seemed a saw, the disc started to jump, the notes are repeated or turned back. Better off and open the window. I do not know why I left the piano, said Virginie. You're coming back, he said. Yes, I know. He entered the mountain air and erratic engine noise was beginning to suffer the stress of the height. After two or three cemeteries, the landscape dried, fewer plants, more rocks, bare ground and orange, the mountains looked like clay pots. Dry Water reached. The few people walking along the gravel road was old, their faces tanned by the sun. They wore brightly colored clothes somewhat eroded by use. In front of the car a lady was driving her goats and a baby on the sidewalk bike looked at with a finger in the nose. Virginie showed him the camera, as if asking if he could take a picture, the girl rode up the street. They lowered the car. The houses were white, all alike. Almost nothing remained of people when they saw the end of a curve, a large wall of rock half black, a balcony kneeling over a cliff. Top of the Rock was a priest, seated, facing the mountains and around the priest seemed to be focused all the people, at different levels. Some sitting on stones, some standing, some with eyes closed, others looking to cure. Sometimes they looked as if they did not understand what two tourists there. Virginie recalled that scene in Ben Hur in which Christ preached on the mountain. A wrinkled old woman cried. Virginie took a picture. Then he stepped closer to the priest and took a picture. He was blond, bearded, skinny, looking more like a conqueror than a cure. Lost time how long it lasted that prayer at sunset. In the end, the priest stood up and walked down a path well marked. All followed him: the old woman who was crying, a guy atop a donkey, the girl on the bike. Two or three ladies singing, not very refined. They came back to town for a path that rose and fell among thorn bushes and hard. The chapel was white as the houses and a steeple exceedingly high, it seemed to Virginie. Someone rang the bell and the sound rolled down hills with a rush of echoes. The creaky wooden benches as the occupied. Virginie did not know that the smell was thick bat guano. There was a line for communion. It was still light. Communicants and then knelt on benches or stand praying, looking at the floor or too hurt Christ hanging from the ceiling. They, out of respect, so they watched, trying to join that community prayer, but about the same time warned the picture, behind Christ on the altar wall. Virginie walked by the side and went as he could without being indiscreet. Legs trembled. I took pictures of the Christ, as if to hide, then the picture. The fellowship of the pastors was in a chapel tucked into the mountains, over ten thousand miles from where it had been painted five hundred years ago. The faithful were lost in the hills. The doors of the chapels were opened. The priest had disappeared behind the altar with the old woman who made him his assistant. Could get closer to the table. He was about two meters long and one and a half high. Despite the dust and grime accumulated guessed figures of men and women languishing in the top of a hill. There were farmers, an old woman with a loom, a donkey, a shepherd with his goats, someone who could be a priest. Other hills continued at various levels, dried, and covered with a layer of leather bull. Grey and black earth. Instead, the sky gave bright colors that lit up each other. Men and women of the levitated table with features such strokes of the painter. As some mountain birds, these figures were already out of heaven on earth. The priest skipped steak with onions and sweet wine offered that used for mass. They wanted to eat little, perhaps to appear civilized, but the air of the height and marijuana smoke had inflated hunger and cleaned the dishes. It seemed incredible that the priest spoke French so well. The priest told them that her grandmother was born in France, she had taught him. Not too keen on their lives or even want to talk about it. Just ate a few bites of onion bread. At the end of dinner, Christophe asked if they could show again the chapel. The crossed, each holding a candelabra with lighted candles. When they reached the table, Christophe feigned surprise, said it was cute and would like to buy it. The priest replied that everything was there belonged to the community of the hills. Virginie said he would love to take the picture and remembered his trip to that part of the world was so beautiful there, and the picture showed very well all that, surely someone had painted the area, said bringing a candle to the fabric. Lit up the eyes of the donkey and a shepherd. The priest smiled and said again that the painting belonged to the community. He spoke slowly and always like looking a bit beyond what you focused. Did not care three thousand dollars offered Virginie. Christophe said maybe they could pay up to ten thousand, although the box had no signature, sure it was from an unknown painter, and humidity was broken, she said, and dust, he said, but as supply rose, people that area was too poor. The priest looked up and said that the community appreciated that picture was not in his power to sell, it depended on God. How we talk to Him, asked Christophe, laughing. The priest entered the room next to the sacristy. Prepared two beds for them and then saw him jump from a few skinny dogs. Why not sleep in a bed?, Virginie asked. So I offer sacrifice to God, he said, and lying on the floor. They also said they are now dismissed in a few hours at night, would come by donkey to the hills, the houses were up, a few days would be administering the sacraments. Virginie lay on a bed and Christophe snuff out smoking. He looked angry brightness of the sky, framed by the peaks. So I thought the picture was good in that place: a town levitating between the power of the mountains and the bright hope of wealth across the night. Although the priest had already left with the donkey, they walked in silence, almost on tiptoe, as if the chapel was a mining museum alarms. Virginie rolled cloth placed within an aluminum tube. They went to Mitsubishi, pushed him and jumped into the seat when the car picked up speed by the effect of the slope. Christophe turned on the engine raced, but the stones hitting the underside of the car. We had to calm down or break the oil pan. Just saw the way that aroused the headlights and sank and resurfaced between stones. Luckily they had the GPS. In the bush grasshoppers jumped from side to side, crossing the headlights. They did not speak. Sometimes, Virginie looked back and played the cylinder containing the fabric that she had broken off the frame with his knife. In twelve hours, maybe ten, come to Chile crossing the Paso de Jama. They had diplomatic documents, no bother. Virginie down the window. He was surprised to damp air, then it started to rain, drops exploding on the windshield, isolated from each other. After that was a couple rain, vertical and monotonous, interrupted by a thunder that vibrated in the mountains. The wipers aside the water with his choreography. It was raining quiet, gentle rain that hit the earth but the bath. The startled the first stream. Where yesterday there was a broken bed now passed a string of brown water. Christophe got the wheels of a little water rubbed the belly of the car, the wheels turned to Mitsubishi support the weight of the earth. Now it rained hard, water cascades down with wind and weight. Christophe had to dodge the rocks that had fallen from the rock walls. Sometimes Virginie had to get to run them. He smeared his hands and face. At times I could see nothing, only the rain almost over, obscured by the fog. Water also fell from the walls of the mountain. This landscape still and quiet of the evening before was now a giant moved its waters, its rocks, its noises. The Mitsubishi were left in the middle of one of the streams. The headlights almost sank into a pit, the water lit from below like a pink dirt bike helmet submarine, the engine died after coughing. The wheels of floats served more support and the car started to spin pushed by the waves roaring waterfall to the side of the road. Christophe helped Virginie to climb onto the roof of the car and there, hanging from the leaves of grass, stepped on shore. Christophe grabbed the barrel and reached out. She had to get a bit in the stream and reach one of the ends. He also hung on the blades to reach the earth. In the cylinder together the blood of the two, the rain washed. They took refuge under a rock coming out of the wall. From there they watched the stream down faster and faster and fatter. The black water passed over the hood and approached the car to the slope. Dark, the car looked like a rock that divides the bed of a river. The moon shone in the bars of the spear and some iron crosses. The cemetery was right there. They sat in one of the stone benches. Christophe threw himself to sleep, Virginie asked him not to sleep and asked what they would do with all that mess. As soon as the priest returned from his walk he would go up the offer, a very good deal, you would understand that the picture had to be in a museum and the French government could help with donations to the community. I have cold, said Virginie. They had lost all their stuff. Tomorrow, when lowering the water, rescued the car, said Christophe. The light was still blue and could not see more than shadows of bushes or rocks not far away. From the top of the hills came loose turquoise and pink sky. Spotted the Mitsubishi in off a cliff, forty yards down the road. Just looked gums and a door ajar. The rest were plants and mud that had been stuck like a beard. Unable to go down to there, it could break a leg and then the thing itself would be brave. They did not know what to do, whether walking, if you stay there. The sun came out and soon there appeared a man on a horse and a boy, probably the son, on a donkey. Could not understand. The boy helped them get on the donkey, cheek by jowl. He went forward with his horse and the boy walked and crawled to the muzzle. They did not speak. Car left the road and plunged into a trail marked by animals. They returned to the village. Strings of clouds appeared from the mountains, as if the earth give birth, and soon the whole sky was pierced by long stretches of gray clouds, like a freshly plowed field. An adventure to track this art, said Christophe and Virginie laughed. Do not be afraid, said Christophe. Later, the man led the horse with whistling. They reached the village. The hooves of the horse and donkey sounded on the pavement. It appeared the girl with the bike, another girl with a doll that dangled from the hand, three boys were playing football. Watched them pass and then continued playing. They got off the donkey at the door of the chapel. A little old lady wrinkled as a walnut Virginie approached with outstretched hand, she shook his hand, but the old lady did not want to say hello, I wanted the aluminum tube. The old lady pulled the cloth unrolled right there inside and bright colors of the sky and the gray mountains. Outside the box was upside down. The land of colors and the gray sky. Christophe regretted not knowing more Spanish, could not explain at the table and talk about other things like football, five of Paris Saint Germain was Argentine. Let's find a phone, said Virginie. In the village did not have much to do. There were no phones, no cars and no signs of healing. They sat on a sidewalk. At least his clothes were almost dry. Rang the bell of the chapel. It rang again and again and again, and so it went, and as men and women rang down from the hills carrying their paddles, bows, machetes and other tools. They gathered in front of a square, where media were still, as painted. Virginie looked for the girl on the bike, there were no kids on the street. He looked to the community of the hills, now moving now toward them both. Streep is the Iron Lady, already troubled by the lack of memory and imagination which induces hallucinatory dementia. It is a performance beyond what one can describe.

Seven Greenpeace activists have occupied an oil-drilling ship, currently employed by Shell, to sail from New Zealand towards the Arctic. Its program of exploratory drilling for oil threatens to devastate the coast of Alaska. With the ship Noble Discoverer, Shell plans to 18volt cordless drill three exploration wells in the Chukchi Sea, off the coast of Alaska. Several Greenpeace activists prevented him from leaving the Port of Taranaki (New Zealand) climbing on the boat deck and climbing the derrick. Activists who have risen to the boat, among them are Lucy Lawless actress known for her role as Pemex plans to drill 38 new wells in the deepwater Gulf of Mexico before 2016, thus doubling the number of holes so far and try to reach depths of nearly 3000 meters, said a company executive. Mexico has little time exploring in deepwater Gulf, where Pemex estimates that there are potential resources by 29 billion barrels of oil equivalent (the total oil, total oil and gas), 58 percent of the prospective resources country. The state monopoly has drilled 16 wells in deep water with three in the drilling process. Of the completed, two were oil producers and seven natural gas in two production was not commercial and five were unproductive. "This year we expect to drill six wells in deep water, depending on how you behave you can probably increase this number to seven," said Carlos Morales, director of Pemex Exploration and Production, in a telephone interview with Reuters. "The next few years expect to drill the order of eight wells per year in deep water," said Morales. Morales projections differ from the company gave the sector regulator, the National Hydrocarbons to drill 50 wells in deep waters by 2015. Could not be obtained the reasons why Pemex figures differ from those of the commission. This year, Pemex plans to drill ultra-deep waters of almost 3000 meters in the pit of Maximin-1, the most powerful of several scheduled for 2012. The National Hydrocarbons Commission has raised the alert about the intention to reach these depths, claiming that Pemex has neither the experience nor the knowledge to explore in deep water. The agency has said the oil should go more calmly in the exploration of deep water, where the challenges are very different from that Pemex has faced so far in land. "Pemex has acquired the experience necessary for such operations," explained Morales. "Rest assured all that we know how we are doing things attached to the regulation," he said. Pemex announced the discovery last August of a new well of light oil in the reservoir Kinbe-1, 87 kilometers from Ciudad del Carmen in the southern state of Campeche. Kinbe-1 is in the same area where is located the complex in which the fields are Xux Tsimin and, in the Gulf. Morales said it is estimated that Kinbe-1 have proved, probable and possible of 150 million barrels, and together with Tsimin and Xux reach 2 billion barrels. "We are talking about a giant field," said Morales. "The program is that these fields start producing in 2014," he added. In late January, Pemex announced that proved the existence of oil in an exploratory well in the sea off the coast of Veracruz on the Gulf of Mexico. Meanwhile, the president of the Employers Confederation of the Mexican Republic (Coparmex), Gerardo Gutiérrez Candiani, welcomed the agreement signed by Mexico and the United States on border deposits, according to Notimex. The presidential hopeful also Coordinating Council (CCE) said the country's private sector "we have always fought because there is an opening in the energy sector in Mexico. Is indispensable." In an interview said the Mexican energy sector has great advantages which can generate growth and more and better jobs. Then he said, all that is in accordance with law and create conditions of growth for the country "is welcomed." Recalling that in Mexico it takes three essential reforms: fiscal, labor and energy, said that although not yet know the extent of agreement between the two countries is good news that there is opportunity for development. He said the engineer Rolando Fernandez Garrido, author of offshore oil well drilling during the presentation of the work as part of the XXI International Book Fair of Havana. He said the engineer Rolando Fernandez Garrido, author of offshore oil well drilling during the presentation of the work as part of the XXI International Book Fair of Havana. "Cuba is ready for drilling of wells in the sea," stressed the engineer Rolando Fernandez Garrido, supervisor of the Gulf Group of the oil services company in the country, CUPET, highlights the weekly Trabajadores. Fernandez Garrido, author of offshore oil well drilling, said during the presentation of the work as part of the XXI International Book Fair of Havana, on the island there is a national contingency plan to deal with spills. Also, the engineer said the benefits of technology Scarabeo 9, semi-submersible platform that, according to the site Cubadebate, recently arrived in the seas north of western Cuba, in order to restart the drilling campaign in deep waters of the Exclusive Economic Zone in the Gulf of Mexico. "The field exploration at sea requires a high level of quality and safety, to prevent harm to humans and the environment," said Fernandez Garrido, who also added that the ship has the means to ensure the necessary conditions. He also explained that drilling to 3000 meters should be possible to delimit the area of ​​operation, determine the magnitude of investment, applying weight, interval to interval work, try to get the pipe from the well is uniform, assessing weather conditions, the possible formation of hydrates (ice blocks that can contain gas and obstruct the airway), knowing that from the 200 comes complete darkness …. Are topics in the text that contains illustrations and information on tools and geologic and seismic studies required to implement boreholes (vertical and inclined horizontal run) in deep water. From Miami: I can not tell my love my love Cuba Cuban people, I repeat, Marti Varela and even retrace these lands .. # Cuba 10

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As of this morning, submissions to The First (and Last) Annual BSNYC/RTMS Cockpit of the Year Award, generously sponsored by Just Coffee Cooperative (who have not and will not take advantage of humble, hardworking growers of coffee, unlike Starbucks with their Junta-run Frappuccino plantations) continue to flood my inbox like urine in a triathlete's wetsuit. Unfortunately, none of these submissions are eligible for prizes, since they came after the deadline and I take perverse pleasure in enforcing meaningless rules to the letter. (I would have made a great religious fundamentalist.) Yes, if your submission did not manage to limbo dance itself under the wire at midnight on Friday night (or technically Saturday morning), I will not consider it–even if it was excellent, like this one from Australia:. Those are indeed speakers duct-taped to a piece of wood, and I wish I could consider it for a prize, but unfortunately it didn't come until this morning. (In fact, considering the vast time difference between New York and Sydney, I don't think I'll actually receive this submission until sometime next Tuesday.) I'm not sure what purpose the speakers actually serve, but from what I know about Australia kangaroo attacks are a big problem there, so the rider probably uses it to broadcast some kind of audio hybrid bike triathlon kangaroo deterrent. Or, it could be that he rides around blasting the greatest hits of Australian supergroup Midnight Oil, which consists entirely of this single song, and which also happens to be a pretty effective kangaroo deterrent. Incidentally, Midnight Oil vocalist Peter Garrett is now a member of Australian Parliament, which came as quite a surprise to me–not because he was in a rock band, but because I had no idea that Australia had a parliament or indeed any government of any kind. (I always thought "Australian Parliament" was just a euphemism for an Aussie rules football riot.). In any case, please know that my fascistic enforcement of the contest rules is not limited to Australians–in fact, I even apply it to myself. As it happens, on Saturday I spotted a sublime cockpit right here in Brooklyn, though since the contest deadline had passed I instantly disqualified myself:. Obviously, flop-and-chop handlebars require much less bar tape than the un-neutered variety, so even after wrapping the bars and the stem (the makers of the "Stemie" are not getting this person's money, nosiree) there was still some tape left over, hence the DayGlo taintal protection strip on the top tube. However, to fully appreciate this bicycle, you must consider the gestalt, for it also features a velveteen saddle and seatpost:. Also, right near the Christo bike was this Bianchi Pista, which was unremarkable of cockpit (apart from its diminutive width) but noteworthy because all of its decals appeared to have been removed with fire:. It saddened me to see this scorched Pista, for its charred state summarized for me how fall the Pista has fallen. Whereas once the Pista commanded "epic" prices, now its owners are so filled with shame that they take torch to tubing and attempt to mutilate them beyond recognition. I only hope that the owner of this Pista did not commit such an atrocious act of cruelty, and that he is instead one of the many compassionate people now involved in Pista rescue. Fortunately, though, I haven't run into any rogue cops this weekend–or Jake Gyllenhaal for that matter, even though he was apparently riding in Brookyn not too long ago:. Yes, bike riding Jake Gyllenhaal – I saw you. You gave me the up and down look as you rode your bike by me on the sidewalk on Flatbush Avenue. Brooklyn last Monday, October 11th. I was headed to the gym. You were riding towards Prospect Park. I'm a really nice, hard working girl (a professional chef) who cleans up really nice and could likely pass at one of those Oscar after parties as your date. As I'm not a movie star, perhaps I could provide new topics of conversation that might interest you?. If you're unfamiliar with "Bike Riding Jake Gyllenhaal," he is an action figure who should not be confused with "Grocery Shopping Jake Gyllenhaal" or "Flamethrowing Jake Gyllenhaal." Bike Riding Jake Gyllenhaal is made of durable plastic, is completely posable, and is fun for all ages. Here's Bike Riding Jake Gyllenhaal wearing Rapha and riding a Trek (all Bike Riding Jake Gyllenhaal parts and accessories sold separately):. I should have known Bike Riding Jake Gyllenhaal was in town, since as you may know I am in possession of his actual pie plate, and I did notice on the Monday in question that it was vibrating slightly. Here it is, albeit in a resting, non-vibratory state:. And here it is restraining my plastic monster creature, which were it not for the mystical properties of Jake Gyllenhaal's pie plate would at this very moment be laying waste to the Earth:. Of course, in addition to incapacitating deadly monsters, Jake Gyllenhaal's pie plate is also an oracle of sorts, in that looking through it at something can reveal the truth. In this sense it is my "Monocle of Reality." For example, over the weekend I used it to watch that awful "hipster motorpacing" video from Friday's quiz:. Never has a Youtube video made me ride the rollercoaster from hilarity to anguish/sadness so fast, and with such an impressive soundtrack. It

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The Federal Reserve Bank of New York is co-owner of the NSA, the CIA (school of terrorists), the Pentagon, BIS, Bank for International Settlements (Switzerland), IMF, World Bank, FOMC also privileged to have UN vote United and NATO. These Mega-Rich families and their descendants, are untouchable for justice and tax-exempt for life. Each time you make an "economic bailout" really are buying the banks and financial world, gradually appropriating the country you "save". -Forbes magazine is a farce that shows only popular second-tier millionaires like Bill Gates or Warren Buffet, managing to divert attention from illegal activities committed by True Mega-Rich in the Federal Reserve. If you never heard of them, simply because they discovered that the world is best managed from the underground (learned from the mistakes made by Hitler, Napoleon, Alexander the Great and many other conquerors), which being very clear in their plans, failed to even a tenth of what the Fed has achieved so far:

The 13th Floor Elevators were formed in late 1965 in Austin (Texas). The group included Roger Kynard (Roky) Erickson (singer – guitar), Tommy Hall (electric jug), Benny Thurman (bass), Stacy Sutherland (guitar) and John Ike Walton (drums). The origin of the group is in the bands The Lingsmen and The Spades. On leaving the singer to Lingsmen Max Rainey is joined by two new members from the Roky Erickson and Tommy Hall Spades. These were primarily responsible for defining the unique sound of the Elevators. The peculiar form of singing Erickson, coupled with the sound of electric jug Hall, are the mark of iidentidad the group. Janis Joplin performed several times with the group and even came close to joining them, before going to San Francisco to join Big Brother and the Holding Company. Another curiosity surrounding the 13th Floor Elevators is your name, credited to Tommy Hall's wife, Clementine. Apparently the name derives from the superstition of eliminating the 13th floor in many buildings and the letter M (marijuana) which is the 13 th of the alphabet. His biggest hit was their first single, "You're Gonna Miss Me", a classic with a capital of the garage, which reached number 55 placed in the chart. This song was composed by Erickson for Spades. After this, the most popular topic was "Reverberation (Doubt)", number 129. In January 1966 the band moved to Houston to record "You're Gonna Miss Me" / "Tried to Hide" with producer Gordon Bynum for his label Contact. In the summer of 1966 embarked on a West Coast tour, with performances at the legendary Fillmore and Avalon rooms in San Francisco. In July, before going to San Francisco, Benny Thurman had left the group, and his deputy Ronnie Leatherman. After discover to Lelan Rogers, who became his producer, who signed with Artist International reissued their first single. In late November 1966 published "The Psychedelic Sounds of the 13th Floor Elevators' first LP. The album was recorded in the studies Sumet Sound Studios in Dallas. The 13th Floor Elevators are usually cited as the first group to use the word psychedelic in the title of an album. In October of that year, producer Rusty Evans (as The Deep) recorded a studio album called "Psychedelic Moods of The Deep". In November, coinciding with the publication of "The Psychedelic Sounds of ..", the Blues Magoos also released their first album, called "Psychedelic Lollipop". Apparently, the Blues Magoos album was released on November 1, therefore, rather than the 13th Floor Elevators. With their second album "Easter Everywhere" published in November 1967 he began the breakup of the group. In July occurs out of Walton, who does not even appear in the album credits despite having recorded "She Lives" and "Levitation". Replace the manager of the percussion was Danny Thomas. That same month, engraved leatherman makes your site to Danny Galindo, co-Thomas in the San Francisco band The Concentric Excentrics. These ongoing changes linked to the excesses of drug precipitated the fall of the group. Roky's arrest and Stacey Sutherland for possession of marijuana brought an end to one of the most innovative and influential in the development of psychedelia. His latest album "Bull of the Woods" (August 1968) was attended only by Erickson, that after the trial for drug possession was admitted to the psychiatric hospital Rusk State Hospital. In the month of July back in at Leatherman, replacing Davis Duke I occupy this position since the departure of bassist Galindo in January. I keep hearing the topics in this group. Even finding the most loose and extensive solo discography of Roky Erickson continued finding unique jewelry. The direct sound and vibrant of this band is inimitable. Hey man, I like your place a lot, please, if You have time visit my place, the name is in portuguese But Means something like: I Eat Fuzz At The Breakfast, lots of cool stuff and new friends!. Hello, It is not plated. Only abandoned, haha! Someday I will return, but for now an update every 3 months is a lot.

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They produce thousands of rifles, pistols and carbines annually since the mid-17th century for the Imperial Army. After the death of her father, Josef Werndl took over the factory arms of his family. On April 16, 1864, Josef Werndl founded the "Josef und Franz Werndl and Comp. Waffenfabrik und Sägemühle in Oberletten" (Franz Josef and Associates Werndl Arms Factory and Sawmill in Oberletten), which later emerged the "Österreichische Waffenfabriksgesellschaft "(Arms Manufacturing Company of Austria) and subsequently the Steyr Werke AG and Steyr-Daimler-Puch AG, Steyr Mannlicher of which was a part. First introduced in 1890 the gun model 1905 Mannlicher, Steyr pistol M.1912 and that became milestones in the technology of self-loading pistols. At the beginning of the First World War, with over 15,000 employees, production was 4,000 weapons a day. After the end of the First World War weapons production in Steyr was almost completely banned, and in 1918, the company faced bankruptcy. To survive, the company reconverted their machines to produce cars. The Second World War provided a brief resurgence in its production of weapons. During the 1950 Mannlicher-Schönauer the complete stock of his famous rifle experienced a renacimiento.Al same time, the resurgence of the armed forces of Austria in the Second Republic was the basis for a new start of production of weapons of war . In the 1970's, Steyr opened up new dimensions in the development of weapons of war with spinning reels made in usa a new assault rifle bullpup design. The STG 77 that uses synthetic materials and an integrated fixed lens. The export version became the AUG-"Armee Universal Gewehr" (Universal Army Rifle). Steyr appeared in international headlines when he sold Iran sniper rifles 800 long-range SA 0.50 in 2005 for the National Iranian Police Organization for use against drug traffickers. There was concern in the United States, United Kingdom, and to a lesser extent in countries like Denmark, for if the guns could be used against the Iraqi army or against coalition forces. However, the sale was approved by the Austrian government. Forty-five days later, the first of several U.S. soldiers were allegedly killed by one of the weapons exported, and several of those rifles were recovered in raids against Iraqi insurgents. On its website, Steyr Mannlicher offered a corporate response to these accusations, claiming that they have not offered evidence in the form of serial numbers, confirming that the weapons that killed American soldiers were in fact one of the eight hundred exported to Iran . The statement also said that since the international license for 0.50 SA has expired, the weapons in Iraq could be imitations of other manufacturers. 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