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Ah but what a weekend! Part II: the train station and Cuautitlan Izcalli

The Suburban was opened for millennia, but we had not gone to meet him. So we stop sucking and decided that on Sunday September 6 Cuautitlán Izcalli would go to the train fashion and novelty.

announced on Friday with the evening's my plans and wham, I get a mysterious phone call from a girl who said work on the Suburban and offered to give us a tour. Having no voice or hater serial killer disguised, said: Orale you. On Sunday I

raw raw raw to Buenavista, because the party was well Niche good. There I met the gang walker, comprising Jorge Pedro , Uriel , Aura , Mario and Bug. Discover the grandeur of the pots of the station lobby, which are like giant coffee cups.

Aura Uriel and hung from light delactosed venti cappuccino.

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then joined the call, and Luis, her boyfriend, and began the turrrrr by the suburban train, which is really cool and cheap and unbelievable. On the platforms there to recharge your cell Chunchito and bowling your shoes, and trains are wide and fast and it appears that point. At the station to go to build a molesote ("big mall?), To see how it fits.

On the way we saw the oil factory Wonder

Pray it does do wonders.

simbolito And we saw that the station is a computer Tlalnepantla Hispanic:

very ad hoc with chótl and blógspotl and láptopil.

Then as we Cuautitlán and we started to walk.

first note the architectural style Mondrianesque - Home Depot:

The comal is sold separately.

And the indiscriminate use of green glass, a trend that began to arrive here to Romacondesa:

Do not you get dizzy one to see everything green? Then why go neuroses:

in the purchase of ten enter free tacos to the meeting of neurotics anonymous! *
* Restrictions apply.

also noticed the profusion of esoteric. Harrrto is a place with magical thinking:

Aromatherapy
Egyptian, is it better than Mexico?

Chucky, Gandalf, the angels, more secure, impossible.

Jorge Pedro and I always have the same pictures, hehehe. Arriving

center saw an unidentified bust without plates or anything. Who is it?

Is it famous and I'm doing the bear to ask?

The bust saw another golden square, with another representation of the same character in low relief behind.

to see children: the national hero bald with hair on the sides of the head and a cassock that is no longer used ...

Miguel Hidalgo y Costilla! Pedro Jorge mimics well the frightened face.

But most of statues in the center of the store Cuautitlán given clothing and footwear:

Ferrioni not only still exists, but has an outlet!


Teniszsszszszsszszss.


fine shoes, soft shoes . It's like the beginning of a poem.


The Invisible Man!


genius I had to laugh. And what and why.


Panama's legitimate illegitimate! And they cost the same as the legitimate! I mil.

Want to go to "Huatulco"? And the correct answer is:

In the church we had uncontrolled anger about Juan Diego, and then we went to find out that the saint is now a native of Cuautitlan Izcalli . Who knew? Not only that, we reported that AI was home. But before that we went to columbarium dd:

In the niches there were messages of "resucitaraaaaán" means a horror movie.

We also learned that Yisus is very young and has the face of handsome Brazilian actor:

ps not so up I went, is more handsome than the Jonas Brothers (do the Jonas Brothers are handsome ?)

And we got hungry and ate at the market of dried beef tacos and quesadillas, which is basically what you eat there.

and carnitas. I really liked the sign, hand painted on tin. And the pig has tabs. Would I have wanted to sell it? I pa l other.

and pan dulce. The shell reminds me of a large building in Mexico City, will the missing Toreo or the Basilica or a mixture of both?

After lunch we set out to the house of San Juan Diego, which turned out to be quite far enough to learn that:

Cuautitlán
No one but two, how! If we are in a ... About are on the other?

At last we came to a horrible church, new-shaped water tank, which Jorge Pedro wanted to get:

But then then scolded.

And we saw that the virgin appeared as playful are everywhere:

There juntitito: chez San Juan Diego.

sateluca was a decoration, and has since been used.

I longed to touch the walls (or that he was nailed to the pa pacheca gooooei texture).

right! Such as?


Ah.

had beautiful murals:

After going to a concert of El Tri.


Juan Diego when it was unholy and starred in a film by Almodóvar.

But the best best BEST:

Note the dark figure, mysterious and evil that is "down a goat." And notice the seudopapa as sheep. What a thing! If I Catholic was offended me. But as I am, posting the photo.


And

. We came back.

The WELL spent. At the end we took the photo of all remember all the vessels of Starbucks:

Thank you all!

Nice. When we do it again? ***



I saw that we were not but in the next Izcalli Cuautitlán. Very good! Now there is another tour to door.

Magnetic Picure Frames With Letters For Ganz

Does anyone know where to give courses in public speaking? Ah but what

When I was invited to hang out with Biz Stone at the National Auditorium said, Sure! Or you would have said no? Eggs nel saying that because lying shamelessly.

As my jeiterrrs (because they are best known my life) and some readers know, my experience in public speaking has not been very good to say. Click , click , besides other penalty that I have not posted (although I enjoyed this and it worked). This time I thought it would be different, because after months of speaking in front of the camera I thought: Oh it is the same.

But I came and told me Matuk : No ps is not equal. And fear gripped me.

The fact that the matter was not rocket science. But yeah. Was Biz to throw questions that I had already fed pensaditas and why I came via Twitter (thanks!). The trouble is that I would not speak Inglés versus 10 thousand people, and he handles the English, had to use tons and be a simultaneous translator quitarponiéndoselo suitcheando ear and mentally from one language to another. Well. Even with that, I think I did well my questions and he respodió things funny and eloquent and well, and I would love to interact and be like a chat, but the time was minimal and the language desmadrito of the head would have exploded to the translators and then me and him happened and we ran out Twitter and pa what we want. But well well despite that.

And then came the questions from the public and earned all mothers. Enjoy myself rather than recorded on a card, they projected on the screen behind me. And then: myopia. Bracket

ago posti time I had already bought my lenses. For weeks after my mom said: Oh, you look prettier without glasses. And there goes your enormísima Platelet vanity to say: Oh, because I no longer use. And then I lived for almost a year shortsighted. End of parenthesis. Total

that the questions were a few meters from me, but in huge letters that were out of focus at that distance and they were also white on a light background. GOOD. To say that the first question I had not even made out in front as such I only saw spots and thought they were cartoons. GOOD. When I realized that it was the question, it was too late: the audience was eating me alive.

I started to joke about my myopia and swore me to concentrate on the next. I said "yes I read it the first." But no. Still did not see anything, and as our jeep was sloooow leeeento read as a child of my primary desos hairy tabicón just do not give a well of "a. .. qqq ... é ... u. .. n. .." and so on. "What we bear." By then the audience whistled me, but I I could not really see anything, desperate! Fortunately

were only three. We left, Biz jumped on a piece of scenery and broke it. Jiji.

UF.

All this compared to 10 thousand people.

UF.

Well, ps and. On Saturday I will be calmer in Digital Village, again with Matuk of and Nerdcore and Isopixel and Bilbeny and ps the band gooooooei talk pa rather than conferenciarrrr, and there without a public language geek and also the head honcho very day the season finale.

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weekend! Part I: The Pulquetour

On Saturday I joined the Pulquetour of Pulque Our , bringing a truly bitchen chairoproyecto: a catalog-guide-in-line pulquerías remaining, discover the most hidden, and share the experience via a blog. Highly recommended. And let you know of upcoming tours, pa big is armed and pulque stay "of six" to see so many people *. For now, tell them about the places we went that day:

1. The warbling (sic) of birds. Leonardo Da Vinci
esq. Mills, Mixcoac
say pulquería as-god-sent, but now is one of those bars seudoméxican frightening decor, Aztec calendars, gold-painted pottery and posters of women's buttocks with the logo of Cruz Azul. There are all kinds of cheap alcohol, and have little bit AAAAI pulque, acidón-chafón. That day had only one cure, guava, more bearable than the target, but mñeeeé.

The place is prescidible and apart "expensive" (40 pesos the pitcher does not sound expensive, but the standards pulque yes it is).

2. The golden cup. Avenida del Rosal
esq. Rosa Estrella, Molino de Rosas
When we arrived there was pulque, thus: Noooo young, ps has not arrived, and who knows what time to arrive. As if pulque were a dude, as Pulque , a dude. Tons went to throw some tacos at El Naranjito, which is directly opposite. When we were paying we were told it had already reached the pulque (the drink, not the dude). The pulque, a man old man old man old man and all peloblancoarrugas and cute and charming, served us a white pulque fresh, sweet, delicious. Nom Nom Nom. There was no cure, but no matter. And I felt very pachiche to realize that any day that pulquería closed, because it's all grinding, empty and abandoned. SNIFF. Does your paper pieces for years and is all dark and dingy. I love it. I want to return before its end.

3. The worst is anything
almost Av Toluca 108 esq. Olivar, Progress

Uy uy uy, what a nice discovery. Although we all wet plash plash because we caught the tormentone, "Why so warm welcome" had. Pulcata mosaiquitos The beige is all over, yellow floodlit few watts. Has your pulquero mustache and smiling, and a younger leading man with hair. The white pulque not tried it, I went straight to the curing of lemon, and how awful what rich was, with its taste and amarguidulce Canelita. And nor do I want to go, but we left because it had stopped raining and had one last stop on the tour. But we take a souvenir photo:

4. I
Peripheral passing almost esq. Nayarit, cerquitasss of Toluca Avenue, Progress
This was the most hidden of course. Misses between cars and bridges and noise and asphalt. But there is little doors with folding painted white. I think it was my favorite of the evening, although I was already peeing and I did not go to the bathroom because ps i am well fucking strawberries. They have pictures nostalgic little, but cute, some family members and others in the city. The pulque are extremely cool, though one of Bigotina and was pedísimo and it was very difficult to communicate with him, juju. There was cured of celery and oat, both real good. Finally, when we were leaving and when I asked a few gallons pa 'wear, a man approached me and gave me this:

Just like that. I just wanted to sell me, but not, yet I said: No no no do you think, but he insisted and insisted and insisted, and said: Orale So what the hell, thank you very much.

understood nothing, but now the project Pulque We already have pets, and we carry on trips and taking photos at each stop. Jiji, what. Be informed.

Soon: The second part of "Ah but what a great weekend!" Containing SICK photos hesitated.

Cesarcostíticos *: do not start. I know you think that people like me "not" deserve "to go to the pulque, which because we are strawberries and we see it" as a fashion "and only drink pulque" for posting on our blogs "and that" our fault "then pulquerías will be full of" dudes of the Countess. " Why, you know what? I hope that "my fault" pulquerías dudes are filled by the Condesa, because what we need are Clients to invest their money in their products so that they disappear. If you prefer to go to hell and that pulque are unemployed and their sons of you unfamiliar with the pulque by chairopurismo elitist, then you better get out the vergapuntocom. ***



Changing the subject, but taking advantage of already posti, there I go two things:

1. In the afternoon tweeted: @ Via
gonzalopolis and Dyana I find the first viral TV Azteca: http://tiny.cc/2mY9Z. Keyboard is for Cat! Who does?

and forces that Quid pro quo (@ quidproq) applies:


Bravo!


2. I'm dying of nerves. Tomorrow I interview Biz Stone against ten thousand people at the National Auditorium. TEN THOUSAND.

Brbrbbrr.

We have explored the worst-case scenario: I get so nervous that I break the jug of water that always put on the tables of speakers, and blood begins to flow from my hands and I'm dying. Or I fall on stage. Or accidentally insult Biz. Or vomit from nerves. What would be REALLY serious? No. Only the broken jar of blood and my death, but mñeeeeeeé.

What should I wear? Do you have questions for him? Rólenlas.

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My life is a television series. Approaching the end of the season. The closing chapter is a celebration of Alon within week and a half, the day I speak Digital Village (and again I put in the program.)

many things, good and bad, regular and exciting and heartbreaking and confusing y.

The first chapter of the next season will be Sept. 29, but first a little vacation: I go to Czech Republic. Quiobo. For a week. Do not envy me, and I mean: will be on tour tour tour, and with journalists in the world and itineraries and dinner with the folk group and bike ride (I do not ride a bike) and bird watching. Well, it is good, very good indeed, just not my ideal trip walk-and-miss-in-the-city, but not suck: I'm not pocopaseada but CEROPASEADA, I have never been to Europe, I'd merezo yaaaaa, and anything else is quite welcome. In December I'm going to London but "that's another story."

"That's another story," with the phrase chale. Today, talking to a "notorious former publicist" I mentioned the commercial Ferrero Rocher ambassador's holiday, and he did not understand. I said I would good to sell a DVD on the subway with a compilation of all the commercials from the past 30 years have become reference: Betty ugly teeth, Nana Chona, Vermox and tail, Julio Regalado, Saul Lizaso drinking Bacardi eating Mijares Sabritas, the Herdez with Luis Miguel song "if you knew how rich the mushroom", the Vazquez Brothers song, the jingle of toys My Joy, etc.

posting stories In truth, there are going publipost section of the post:

Since Leopard is on sale this month, ask your barker. If not, go to site, read my story of Diego Luna and Jose Mara Yazpik (parentheses: Chema is the most funny and cute and handsome) and expenses already entered the éntrenle pa contest win a cell phone. End

publipossss and possss.