Monday, December 21, 2009
Friday, December 04, 2009
Vaya con los del Climagate... que vengan una temporada al Golfo a predecir huracanes con la bola de cristal.
Monday, November 02, 2009
Sunday, October 25, 2009
When the English tongue we speak
Why is break not rhymed with freak?
Won't you tell me why it's true
We say sew, but also few?
And the maker of a verse
Cannot rhyme his horse with worse.
Beard is not the same as heard
And core is different from word.
Vaca is cow, but bajo is low
And shoe is never rhymed with foe.
Think of hose and dose and lose.
And think of goose and yet choose.
Think of comb and tomb and bomb
and the babies in the womb.
Doll and roll and home and some,
and, since pay is rhymed with say
Why not paid with said, I pray?
Think of blood and food and good
like a flood of words in a mood.
Mould is not pronounced like could.
Wherefore done, but gone and lone.
Is there any reason known?
To sum up it seems to me
sounds and letters don't agree!!
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Monday, September 14, 2009
Let's face it -- English is a crazy language!
There's no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple.
English muffins weren't invented in
We take English for granted. But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square, and a guinea pig is neither from
And why is it that writers write but fingers don't fing, grocers don't groce and hammers don't ham? If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn't the plural of booth beeth? One goose, two geese. So one moose, two meese? One index, two indices?
Doesn't it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend, that you comb through the annals of history but not a single annal? If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it?
If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? If you wrote a letter, perhaps you bote your tongue?
Sometimes I think all the English speakers should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane. In what language do people recite at a play and play at a recital? Ship by truck and send cargo by ship? Have noses that run and feet that smell? Park on driveways and drive on parkways?
How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites? How can overlook and oversee be opposites, while quite a lot and quite a few are alike? How can the weather be hot as hell one day and cold as hell another?
Have you noticed that we talk about certain things only when they are absent? Have you ever seen a horseful carriage or a strapful gown? Met a sung hero or experienced requited love?
Have you ever run into someone who was discombobulated, gruntled, ruly or peccable? And where are all those people who ARE spring chickens or who would ACTUALLY hurt a fly?
You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling out and in which an alarm clock goes off by going on.
English was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects the creativity of the human race (which, of course, isn't a race at all).
That is why, when the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible. And why, when I wind up my watch, I start it, but when I wind up this essay, I end it!
(This essay has been attributed to Richard Lederer.)
by Eugenie A. Nida
We'll begin with a box, and the plural is boxes;
But the plural of ox should be oxen, not oxes.
Then one fowl is goose, but two are called geese;
Yet the plural of moose should never be meese.
You may find a lone mouse or a whole lot of mice,
But the plural of house is houses, not hice.
If the plural of man is always called men,
Why shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen?
Cows in the plural may be cows or kine,
But the plural of vow is vows, not vine.
And I speak of a foot and you show me your feet,
But I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet?
If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth,
Why shouldn't the plural of booth be called beeth?
If the singular is this and the plural is these,
Should the plural of kiss be nicknamed kese?
Then one may be that and three may be those,
Yet the plural of hat will never be hose.
We speak of a brother and also of brethren,
But we say mother, we never say methren.
The masculine pronouns are he, his and him,
But imagine the feminine she, shis, and shim.
So our English, I think you all will agree,
Is the trickiest language you ever did see.
1) The bandage was wound around the wound.
2) The farm was used to produce produce.
3) The dump was so full that it had to refuse more refuse.
4) We must polish the Polish furniture.
5) He could lead if he would get the lead out.
6) The soldier decided to desert his dessert in the desert.
7) Since there is no time like the present, he thought it was time to
present the present.
8) A bass was painted on the head of the bass drum.
9) When shot at, the dove dove into the bushes.
10) I did not object to the object.
11) The insurance was invalid for the invalid.
12) There was a row among the oarsmen about how to row.
13) They were too close to the door to close it.
14) The buck does funny things when the does are present.
15) A seamstress and a sewer fell down into a sewer line.
16) To help with planting, the farmer taught his sow to sow.
17) The wind was too strong to wind the sail.
18) After a number of injections my jaw got number.
19) Upon seeing the tear in the painting I shed a tear.
20) I had to subject the subject to a series of tests21) How can I intimate this to my most intimate friend?
Lo que mas me gusta del ingles es que es un a lengua llena de creatividad.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Cesar Vidal se fue de la COPE, pero en su nuevo trabajo en EsRadio seguira haciendo un programa parecido de musica sureña. Me lo voy a apuntar para los podcasts.
Sunday, September 06, 2009
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
"Consume Devour Repeat"
The Famine - Stitched In Plastic
The Famine - The South Will Rise
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Chester Arthur Burnett mas conocido como Howling Wolf, el lobo aullador.
How many more years
Monday, August 10, 2009
Saturday, August 08, 2009
Otra de las bandas del sello Tooth and Nail Records, que se esta moviendo bastante en el mundo del rock cristiano. Son de Georgia y suenan muy bien.
If you get bored when you are teaching in the classroom... then your are not doing it right.
Saturday, August 01, 2009
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Monday, July 06, 2009
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Monday, May 18, 2009
Johnny Cash nunca pretendio ser mejor que nadie, ni un santo, ni creer que siempre tenia razon, fue alcoholico y drogadicto y paso un tiempo en prision... pero siempre tuvo fe en Dios.
"My father told me early on about having a life in God. Their faith was the light of their life. They always professed it--their faith and their relationship with Christ. I learned by example, from watching them get through their struggles. They'd always come back to their faith."
"The Master of Life's been good to me. He has given me strength to face past illnesses, and victory in the face of defeat. He has given me life and joy where other saw oblivion. He Has given new purpose to live for, new services to render and old wounds to heal. Life and love go on, let the music play."
"Creative people have to be fed from the divine source. I have to get fed. I had to get filled up in order to pour out."
"When God forgave me, I figured I'd better do it too."
"If you don't get outside every day, even for a minute, you have not appreciated what God has done. It makes you grateful for our surroundings, and it starts your day differently."
"How well I have learned that there is no fence to sit on between heaven and hell. There is a deep, wide gulf, a chasm, and in that chasm is no place for any man."
"My arms are too short to box with God."*
"I'm not bitter. Why should I be bitter? I'm thrilled to death with life. Life is—the way God has given it to me was just a platter—a golden platter of life laid out there for me. It's been beautiful."
"I wear the black for those who never read,
Or listened to the words that Jesus said,
About the road to happiness through love and charity,
Why, you'd think He's talking straight to you and me...
I wear it for the sick and lonely old,
For the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold…"
From "The Man in Black"
by Johnny Cash
"My record company would rather I'd be in prison than in church."
"There was nothing left of me. I had drifted so far away from God and every stabilizing force in my life that I felt there was no hope…My separation from Him, the deepest and most ravaging of the various kinds of loneliness I'd felt over the years, seemed finally complete. It wasn't. I thought I'd left Him, but He hadn't left me. I felt something very powerful start to happen to me, a sensation of utter peace, clarity, and sobriety. Then my mind started focusing on God."
"I love songs about horses, railroads, land, Judgment Day, family, hard times, whiskey, courtship, marriage, adultery, separation, murder, war, prison, rambling, damnation, home, salvation, death, pride, humor, piety, rebellion, patriotism, larceny, determination, tragedy, rowdiness, heartbreak and love. And Mother. And God."
Monday, May 11, 2009