Julio 2008
“The male who is a lot smaller than the female bites into her and he actually becomes fused to the female for the rest of his life. In deep water environments this allows them to have a higher success rate in breeding where finding a mate can be difficult”
—Dark Roasted Blend: Odd-Looking Marine Animals
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“La Sala Bikini abrió sus puertas en 1953 en la Avenida Diagonal de Barcelona. Entre las muchas novedades que la sala trajo a Barcelona, fue un bocadillo muy popular en Francia llamado Croque Monsieur y que era un bocadillo caliente de jamón york y queso. El “problema” es que, en plena época franquista, los anglicismos estaban totalmente prohibidos, lo que llevó a la gente que gestionaba el Bikini en sus inicios, a llamarle “el bocadillo de la casa”. Afortunadamente, “la fama del bocadillo de la casa” del Bikini trapasó nuestras paredes y la gente comenzó a pedirlo fuera del Bikini. Y lo que se comenzó pidiendo como “el bocadillo que hacen en el Bikini”, fue evolucinando hasta llegar al “hazme un Bikini”. Es un nombre que básicamente, se le da en Catalunya, puesto que en el resto de España, tienes que pedirlo como un mixto caliente.”
—Ya está el listo que todo lo sabe
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Chess: The Pawn's Diary
by Adam S. on June 26,
2008 June 26th 2008 What a glorious morning! This earth was made for battle, not only because of its perfectly symmetrical black and white squares! Ah, to be the unit directly in front of the King himself! Oh, mother would be so proud!
June 27th 2008 The battle commenced today, and guess who was the first unit off? You guessed it! Mother would be so proud of my two square hop, why, I could rival the knight himself! I wonder how the enemy will react to such a bold move?
June 28th 2008 So, this enemy isn’t to be underestimated! They discovered one of my weak spots. As we speak a rival pawn is standing right in front of me, glaring down at me as I write. So I’m stuck here until the bastard moves, or is killed.
June 29th 2008 I’m shocked to see the rival pawn is still alive. I’m being protected by one of my fellow pawns, his name is John, great guy really. Anyway the bastard is being protected by one of his fellow pawns, so it might be a little longer than I originally thought it would take for me to move.
June 30th 2008 Great! Now the pawn that was protecting the bastard blocking my path is being protected. Ugh. This isn’t so bad, kill three pawns and I’m out of here! Peace of cake!
July 1st 2008 Well I spoke to the pawn in front of me. His name is Bill. Nice guy actually. He’s as frustrated as I am.
July 2nd 2008 Nothing today
July 3rd 2008 Nothing
July 4th 2008 Nothing
July 5th 2008 Considering suicide
July 6th 2008 I’ll write when something interesting happens.
December 25th 2008 Well, a pawn just moved diagonal of me, and the commander decided to ignore that fact and kill the opponent’s queen instead. The bastard. He leaves me here for 5 freaking months just to let me be killed off by some opponent pawn. My protection is gone, my death is certain. Bill died about 2 months back. I miss that old bastard. They say war is hell, but I didn’t realize this is the kind of hell they meant…
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Life Before Monty Python →
retrothing.com
Life Before Monty Python
Aquí todo el portafolio de Oscar Oiwa. →
oscaroiwastudio.com
Me gusta la City series. “Mr. Night”
Estuvo expuesto en Arco 2008.
