<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36439013</id><updated>2011-11-28T04:10:16.384+04:00</updated><category term='tiempo'/><title type='text'>josekrlo</title><subtitle type='html'>come what may</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josekrlos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36439013/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josekrlos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17800197161192159545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36439013.post-6866935037561808550</id><published>2007-01-27T07:20:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T04:15:59.167+04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;I REALY LOVE TO FIND THOSE WONDERFUL EMOTIONS ON THE NET.,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b8z5JON-fOc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b8z5JON-fOc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ARHyRI9_NB4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ARHyRI9_NB4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WHAT U THINK ABOUT THAT??&lt;br /&gt;realy beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pF3Hq_UJ-D8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pF3Hq_UJ-D8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's all been said and done&lt;br /&gt;There is just one thing that matters&lt;br /&gt;Did I do my best to live for truth?&lt;br /&gt;Did I live my life for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's all been said and done&lt;br /&gt;All my treasures will mean nothing&lt;br /&gt;Only what I have done&lt;br /&gt;For love's rewards&lt;br /&gt;Will stand the test of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, your mercy is so great&lt;br /&gt;That you look beyond our weakness&lt;br /&gt;That you found purest gold in miry clay&lt;br /&gt;Turning sinners into saints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always sing your praise&lt;br /&gt;Here on earth and in heaven after&lt;br /&gt;For you've joined me at my true home&lt;br /&gt;When it's all been said and done&lt;br /&gt;You're my life when life is gone... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36439013.post-5767960166631081888</id><published>2007-01-18T02:27:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T03:36:15.434+04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.csc.gov.sg/HTML/Newsletter/jul2006/julypictures/SOUP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.csc.gov.sg/HTML/Newsletter/jul2006/julypictures/SOUP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No soup 4 u!&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry for soup. Just plain chicken soup with an egg cracked into it.***I was badbadbad all week-end. Didn't do my 25 Friday, Saturday, nor Sunday. I drank a ton of water Saturday though and doing the same today. ***The weather has been rainy and cold and my spirits have been shitty lately, to say the least. I hate the ups and downs. I need to see a good comedy. I'm talking about a gut-busting (I typed but-gusting first, hehe!) rip-roaring, side splitting, make me laugh right the fuck out loud. Any of you have a recommendation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36439013-5767960166631081888?l=josekrlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josekrlos.blogspot.com/feeds/5767960166631081888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36439013&amp;postID=5767960166631081888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36439013/posts/default/5767960166631081888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36439013/posts/default/5767960166631081888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josekrlos.blogspot.com/2007/01/no-soup-4-u-im-hungry-for-soup.html' title=''/><author><name>josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17800197161192159545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36439013.post-1514422592445577112</id><published>2007-01-18T02:05:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T02:14:34.033+04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.hotelus.com/showimg.php?hid=173754&amp;w=200&amp;amp;ti=&amp;hn=Ritz%20Madrid"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.hotelus.com/showimg.php?hid=173754&amp;w=200&amp;amp;amp;ti=&amp;hn=Ritz%20Madrid" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Josefina miraba la ventana, una vatusta calle, de un no menos vetusto vecindario, la unica alegria.., el cartel azul del Ritz al final, quebrando un poco la amarilla luminosidad de cada noche, nada nuevo...unas hojas en la acera, que como siempre el ayuntamiento no sabia limpiar, frio...vacio, lo mismo de siempre a esta hora...&lt;br /&gt;en el salon...iluminado por la tenue pantalla de la portatil sobre un escritorio ochocentista de caoba clara que la senora mejicana se encargaba de mantener asi de bien, no habia alegrias ni risas, pero tampoco tristezas ni malos momentos, "tablas" como decia ella o empate tecnico , ... como decimos nosotros.&lt;br /&gt;paso directo y de un gesto cerro la pantalla, automaticamente dejo de sonar "misunderstud" de robie williams ( no le gustaban los beatles)y por su puesto no necesitaba luz para llegar a la cocina, como buena ingeniera tenia bien defnida las lineas de circulacion y circumbalacion principales" vamos que se conocia el pasillo de memoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manana tendre que ir de compras...., tomo' una botellita de agua mineral cerro la nevera y se fue al dormitorio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encendio solo la luz del espejo en su dormitorio le bastaba incluso para ir al bano, no le gustaba mucho que la puerta estuviese del al lado derecho de su cama, pero bueno en un piso tan antiguo... con un dormitorio "en suite" tan generoso..ademas el rosa del marmol africano le daba tranquilidad, frescor en verano y calidez en otonos como este..lo que es un efecto bastante dificil de lograr en la arquitectura.&lt;br /&gt;bueno revisemos..la ropa en su sitio, bolso, llaves del coche, telefono....hum..que me falta..humm..ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josefia se metio en cama, dos sabanas de seda chocolate claro, una manta de lana fina a cuadros marrones y negros, y.., un edredon precioso que habia comprado en londres en uno de esos viaes baratos de fin de semana, aun asi, "la cama esta helada", penso., reviso en un flash la rutina para manana y deseo, deseo un dia rapido, imperceptible, no molestoso para asi por fin estar de nuevo en casa a las 5 pm, y asi de nuevo volver a la red por tres o cuatro horas, buscando..no se el que, y a la ventana desde donde veia el Ritz.&lt;br /&gt;"Tablas!" penso...y durmio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36439013-1514422592445577112?l=josekrlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josekrlos.blogspot.com/feeds/1514422592445577112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36439013&amp;postID=1514422592445577112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36439013/posts/default/1514422592445577112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36439013/posts/default/1514422592445577112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josekrlos.blogspot.com/2007/01/josefina-miraba-la-ventana-una-vatusta.html' title=''/><author><name>josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17800197161192159545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36439013.post-7115489496621411105</id><published>2007-01-14T16:04:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T20:13:49.862+04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019856567978820930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/Raoc88XKBUI/AAAAAAAAAFM/DaDE4R51xrU/s400/kurthasley1os.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;historia 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otra vez habian salido tarde de la universidad..dadas sus especializaciones tenian los horarios mas largos del curriculum, y como arquitectura e informatica llevaban cargas paralelas en las materias matematicas casi siempre coincidian en la escalerona de la salida principal, sobre todo los martes, jueves y viernes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-y que hacemos hoy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ella: no se ...vamos a casa no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomo su tablero portatil "pizzini" y se puso la mochila al hombro izquierdo, al derecho caminaba ella y de ida al paraiso "dos ambientes" era obligada la parada en la plaza de armas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hace calor no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ella; sep.. tomamos terere de jugo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dale..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ella; hacemos algo...preparamos el terere y lo traemos aqui y nos quedamos en el jardincito japones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-buenisimo..y yo dejo esta porqueria en tu casa..o pasamos por la mia que es mas cerca y lo dejamos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No recuerdo exactamente como fueron las cosas en el transcurso de la siguiente hora, lo que si recuerdo es que ambos estaban alli, en la plaza, al terminar la misma, ella se habia soltado el pelo, aunque estaban a mediados de otono las cosas algunas veces por esas latitudes permite estos relajos calidos, la cuestion es, que la cabellera rubia y lacia de ella le daba un aspecto demasiado angelical, lo que hacia que el disimulase el interes ante el amparo de la amistad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-veni te muestro algo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ella: que?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y el empezo el tour de informacion de cada parte de la plaza y de como lo habia vivido cuando con 4 anos sus padres, o la ninera a veces lo traian a la plaza, el tobogan chino, los columpios, las clasicas tonterias de las que habla uno a las dos de la madrugada, con una jarra de jugo de uvas "nutrinho" en la mano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el; este es el mejor lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ella; el jardin japones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el;-no sabia que se llamaba asi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si se llama asi..ahi lo pone.. ademas ya te lo habia dicho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-fua me vengo a enterar..en fin..mira antes aqui en estanque habia tortugas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anda saber por que extrano motivo ella seguia la conversacion con un interes loco, miraba, reia, disfrutaba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay pocas lunas tan bonitas como esa, no se, imagino que sera nuevamente cuestion de latitud y altitud, que en una noche calida, no de verano, uno disfrute del azul blanquecino que ilumina las sombras y que alimenta, sin querer, conversaciones como esta, sentados en el banco natural, que un pino inclinado forma en la entrada de la lagunita del jardin japones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ser sinceros, ... el pecho de el no saltaba, su corazon no explotaba, muy al contrario..se veia inundado de esa dulce paz que fluia de dos almas en contacto que se empiezan a conocer, cuando se empiezan a unir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muchas veces he vuelto al jardin japones, a mis madrugadas,.. recorri el lugar con la mirada, con un pie en el presente ,..y el alma- junto al otro, en el pasado, roce los dedos suavemente por el banquito del pino, busque tortugas, y busque la luna, pero en el fondo ...la bueque a ella;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Como para acercarla mi mirada la busca.&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón la busca, y ella no está conmigo.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;La misma noche que hace blanquear los mismos árboles.&lt;br /&gt;Nosotros, los de entonces, ya no somos los mismos.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ya no la quiero, es cierto, pero cuánto la quise!&lt;br /&gt;Mi voz buscaba el viento para tocar su oído.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;De otro. Será de otro. Como antes de mis besos.&lt;br /&gt;Su voz, su cuerpo claro. Sus ojos infinitos.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ya no la quiero, es cierto, pero tal vez la quiero.&lt;br /&gt;Es tan corto el amor, y es tan largo el olvido." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RaouXcXKBXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dodccRPTGi4/s1600-h/kurthasley62ua%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019875714943026546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RaouXcXKBXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dodccRPTGi4/s400/kurthasley62ua%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36439013-7115489496621411105?l=josekrlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josekrlos.blogspot.com/feeds/7115489496621411105/comments/default' 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better see by your self.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Syxwkc36jas"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Syxwkc36jas" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ..she said yes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uyq26Q01bVA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uyq26Q01bVA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36439013-637484978784749040?l=josekrlos.blogspot.com' 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type='text'>take care if you have a bag in london....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RYlCDPK8ICI/AAAAAAAAABU/zTsDXa-k5-E/s1600-h/XmasCancelled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RYlCDPK8ICI/AAAAAAAAABU/zTsDXa-k5-E/s400/XmasCancelled.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010608683805843490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36439013-547573093703098439?l=josekrlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josekrlos.blogspot.com/feeds/547573093703098439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36439013&amp;postID=547573093703098439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36439013.post-8240037256459725164</id><published>2006-12-19T22:52:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T23:23:45.041+04:00</updated><title type='text'>I love that girl.....</title><content type='html'>That was the holly´s  house-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RYg76fK8IBI/AAAAAAAAABI/FOY640u7aa4/s1600-h/golightly%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RYg76fK8IBI/AAAAAAAAABI/FOY640u7aa4/s400/golightly%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010320461435510802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RYg4hvK8IAI/AAAAAAAAAAw/RVb0c610Ixs/s1600-h/ah_cat_sm%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010316737698865154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RYg4hvK8IAI/AAAAAAAAAAw/RVb0c610Ixs/s400/ah_cat_sm%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RYg3-fK8H_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/ekjr4-LbBLg/s1600-h/beekman-51stsw%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010316132108476402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RYg3-fK8H_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/ekjr4-LbBLg/s400/beekman-51stsw%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RYg3qvK8H-I/AAAAAAAAAAg/nByoyZ9-XlQ/s1600-h/beekmansign%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010315792806060002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RYg3qvK8H-I/AAAAAAAAAAg/nByoyZ9-XlQ/s400/beekmansign%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RYg3SPK8H9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/qE_Rx_JyNpo/s1600-h/hepburn-audrey-breakfast-at-tiffanys-5001251%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010315371899264978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RYg3SPK8H9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/qE_Rx_JyNpo/s400/hepburn-audrey-breakfast-at-tiffanys-5001251%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GXetwWjLzYQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GXetwWjLzYQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36439013-8240037256459725164?l=josekrlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josekrlos.blogspot.com/feeds/8240037256459725164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36439013&amp;postID=8240037256459725164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36439013/posts/default/8240037256459725164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36439013/posts/default/8240037256459725164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josekrlos.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-love-that-girl.html' title='I love that girl.....'/><author><name>josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17800197161192159545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RYg76fK8IBI/AAAAAAAAABI/FOY640u7aa4/s72-c/golightly%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36439013.post-5138026461189203549</id><published>2006-12-17T00:45:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T00:12:16.880+04:00</updated><title type='text'>that the razon bcause I love fly simulator..</title><content type='html'>that´s the rason becoz´I lov fly simulator....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A4e0-CqeiuM" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CP3Ome3wE9s"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CP3Ome3wE9s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IgGg5qnibfQ"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IgGg5qnibfQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favorit airline  British Airways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/klbMNbxXQac"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/klbMNbxXQac" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with British to asuncion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O1OWwKM2z_E"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O1OWwKM2z_E" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4WdwnnkCttg"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4WdwnnkCttg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paraguayan air force's Xaavante,hold at runnaway 20 SGAS (clic over to enlarge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZF1bPK8IDI/AAAAAAAAABg/P6uwWquT_Jw/s1600-h/Picture+887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012916971029405746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZF1bPK8IDI/AAAAAAAAABg/P6uwWquT_Jw/s400/Picture+887.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F 18A Superhornet from spain air force ready to take off in SGAS too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZF21_K8IEI/AAAAAAAAABo/eV_OfbHZkcI/s1600-h/Picture+890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZF21_K8IEI/AAAAAAAAABo/eV_OfbHZkcI/s400/Picture+890.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012918530102534210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;old 707 321 ex lap ap ccg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZZj8_K8IJI/AAAAAAAAACY/L9vAv6fksSo/s1600-h/Picture+915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZZj8_K8IJI/AAAAAAAAACY/L9vAv6fksSo/s400/Picture+915.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014305134524244114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aerolineas argentinas..tribute to the argentine soccer championship winner club boca juniors in 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZ81LTeOtzI/AAAAAAAAACk/sG37811PuQI/s1600-h/Picture+264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZ81LTeOtzI/AAAAAAAAACk/sG37811PuQI/s400/Picture+264.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016786978235922226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asuncion bay in this beautiful mornig...(by a prehistoric plane.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZ82ZTeOt0I/AAAAAAAAACs/HTtJjCgnyps/s1600-h/Picture+281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZ82ZTeOt0I/AAAAAAAAACs/HTtJjCgnyps/s400/Picture+281.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016788318265718594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZ83MzeOt1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/lyoQYQnbOMk/s1600-h/Picture+317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZ83MzeOt1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/lyoQYQnbOMk/s400/Picture+317.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016789203028981586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;air canada disney charter in SGAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZ833jeOt2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/btF8HNWM5T8/s1600-h/Picture+300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZ833jeOt2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/btF8HNWM5T8/s400/Picture+300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016789937468389218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rain in my window..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZ84ljeOt3I/AAAAAAAAADE/CZFy62wuKSI/s1600-h/Picture+288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZ84ljeOt3I/AAAAAAAAADE/CZFy62wuKSI/s400/Picture+288.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016790727742371698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an old 727 take off ready hold for the tower..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZ85bzeOt4I/AAAAAAAAADM/sQOd2-FpmIU/s1600-h/Picture+296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZ85bzeOt4I/AAAAAAAAADM/sQOd2-FpmIU/s400/Picture+296.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016791659750274946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eva air in diplomatic mision in sgas again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZ8-njeOt9I/AAAAAAAAAD0/yCDv6LHvfUY/s1600-h/Picture+310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZ8-njeOt9I/AAAAAAAAAD0/yCDv6LHvfUY/s400/Picture+310.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016797359171876818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at nitgh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZ87LTeOt6I/AAAAAAAAADc/_nuqOz5oqo4/s1600-h/Picture+314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZ87LTeOt6I/AAAAAAAAADc/_nuqOz5oqo4/s400/Picture+314.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016793575305688994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the real eva in the real sgas asuncion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZ88QzeOt7I/AAAAAAAAADk/3lBx7YGculI/s1600-h/0263379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZ88QzeOt7I/AAAAAAAAADk/3lBx7YGculI/s400/0263379.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016794769306597298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spanish air force eurofigther a/a patrl configuration based on zaragoza,now ready for taxing in sgas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZ89nDeOt8I/AAAAAAAAADs/x8P9bVpRZD4/s1600-h/Picture+318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZ89nDeOt8I/AAAAAAAAADs/x8P9bVpRZD4/s400/Picture+318.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016796251070314434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZ8_hzeOt-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/mXaZCXHc5Bw/s1600-h/Picture+322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZ8_hzeOt-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/mXaZCXHc5Bw/s400/Picture+322.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016798359899256802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aerolineas leave the airport airspace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RaP1yjeOt_I/AAAAAAAAAE0/JrBAIpHaqn4/s1600-h/aerolineas+saliendo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RaP1yjeOt_I/AAAAAAAAAE0/JrBAIpHaqn4/s400/aerolineas+saliendo.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018124658685163506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAM aproach (clic to enlarge any..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RaP2xjeOuAI/AAAAAAAAAE8/80dP74Aw8H0/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RaP2xjeOuAI/AAAAAAAAAE8/80dP74Aw8H0/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018125741016922114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36439013-5138026461189203549?l=josekrlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josekrlos.blogspot.com/feeds/5138026461189203549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36439013&amp;postID=5138026461189203549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36439013/posts/default/5138026461189203549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36439013/posts/default/5138026461189203549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josekrlos.blogspot.com/2006/12/thats-rason-becozi-lov-fly-simulator.html' title='that the razon bcause I love fly simulator..'/><author><name>josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17800197161192159545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RZF1bPK8IDI/AAAAAAAAABg/P6uwWquT_Jw/s72-c/Picture+887.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36439013.post-3007561860638034451</id><published>2006-12-16T04:15:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T04:26:22.510+04:00</updated><title type='text'>quiero ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RYM8wfK8H8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fL2mfg6XEiY/s1600-h/zzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008914014264893378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DaN1d2z8FXM/RYM8wfK8H8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fL2mfg6XEiY/s400/zzz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;quiero tomarme un mate con vos...&lt;br /&gt;quiero hablarte&lt;br /&gt;quiero escucharte&lt;br /&gt;quiero sonreirte&lt;br /&gt;quiero ver tus manos&lt;br /&gt;quiero sentir tu pelo&lt;br /&gt;quiero abrazarme a tu cintura&lt;br /&gt;quiero jugar en tu cuello&lt;br /&gt;quiero verme en tus pupilas&lt;br /&gt;quiero las llemas de tus dedos en mi espalada&lt;br /&gt;quiero tus pechos en mi espalda&lt;br /&gt;quiero mirarte&lt;br /&gt;quiero caminar contigo&lt;br /&gt;quiero ir a tomar mate con vos en la costanera , ..ya lo dije?&lt;br /&gt;quiero sentir el frio a tu lado&lt;br /&gt;quiero escuchar la ciudad en tu silencio&lt;br /&gt;quiero verte en mi alma&lt;br /&gt;quiero....tu nombre en mi frente&lt;br /&gt;quiero.......que se yo...quiero tantas cosas...pero al final&lt;br /&gt;te quiero a vos.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;                                          &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  josekrlo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36439013-3007561860638034451?l=josekrlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josekrlos.blogspot.com/feeds/3007561860638034451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36439013&amp;postID=3007561860638034451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tiempo'/><title type='text'>como paso el tiempo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SdE5F6UlpAM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SdE5F6UlpAM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36439013-6536720213156191435?l=josekrlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josekrlos.blogspot.com/feeds/6536720213156191435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36439013&amp;postID=6536720213156191435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/997/4448/400/zzz11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The summer sun looked down&lt;br /&gt;On our love long ago&lt;br /&gt;But in my heart I feel&lt;br /&gt;The same old afterglow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A love so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;In every way&lt;br /&gt;We let it slip away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were too young to understand&lt;br /&gt;To ever know&lt;br /&gt;That lovers drift apart&lt;br /&gt;And thats the way love goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A love so sweet&lt;br /&gt;A love so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;A love for you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I when I think of you&lt;br /&gt;I fall in love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In every way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We let it slip away&lt;br /&gt;In every way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A love so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;We let it slip away&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36439013-4945913466493167397?l=josekrlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josekrlos.blogspot.com/feeds/4945913466493167397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36439013&amp;postID=4945913466493167397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36439013/posts/default/4945913466493167397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36439013/posts/default/4945913466493167397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josekrlos.blogspot.com/2006/11/summer-sun-looked-down-on-our-love-long.html' title=''/><author><name>josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17800197161192159545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36439013.post-1299549852662753213</id><published>2006-11-09T21:31:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T21:32:53.959+04:00</updated><title type='text'>I would dance that song with u by alwais..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_13nxcBx4rI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_13nxcBx4rI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36439013-1299549852662753213?l=josekrlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josekrlos.blogspot.com/feeds/1299549852662753213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36439013&amp;postID=1299549852662753213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36439013/posts/default/1299549852662753213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36439013/posts/default/1299549852662753213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josekrlos.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-would-dance-that-song-with-u-by.html' title='I would dance that song with u by alwais..'/><author><name>josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17800197161192159545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36439013.post-116197403964649653</id><published>2006-10-27T22:17:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T23:43:43.073+04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6368/3998/1600/zzz17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6368/3998/400/zzz17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know if you could hear me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'd say there's always two sides to every story&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's mine I've found outI can't live without youLoving you was easy and being true was hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One too many lies and you were goneI didn't want to face up to the nightsI'd doneI thoughtI'd be alrightbut I was wrongI miss you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OhI miss you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm gonna need you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;More and more each day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss you more than wordsCan say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;More than wordsCan ever say!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saying that I'm sorry isn't good enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need to show youshow how muchI've changed cause girl if you could seen what I'm goin' through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You wouldn't be afraid to try again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36439013-116197403964649653?l=josekrlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josekrlos.blogspot.com/feeds/116197403964649653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36439013&amp;postID=116197403964649653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36439013/posts/default/116197403964649653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36439013/posts/default/116197403964649653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josekrlos.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-know-if-you-could-hear-meyoud-say.html' title=''/><author><name>josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17800197161192159545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36439013.post-116197288748702307</id><published>2006-10-27T21:04:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T23:43:43.007+04:00</updated><title type='text'>I already said to you that Im missing you?</title><content type='html'>I already said 2 u that Im missing u?&lt;br /&gt;J'ai déjà dit à toi que je suis absent vous ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Я уже сказал к вам что я пропавш вы?&lt;br /&gt;ya te he dicho que te extrano?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6368/3998/1600/zzz12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6368/3998/400/zzz12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;對您已經說I我是缺掉的您？&lt;br /&gt;나가 다고 당신 이미 당신에게 말하는 I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6368/3998/1600/zzz5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6368/3998/320/zzz5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ich sagte bereits zu Ihnen, daß ich Sie fehle?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36439013-116197288748702307?l=josekrlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josekrlos.blogspot.com/feeds/116197288748702307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36439013&amp;postID=116197288748702307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36439013/posts/default/116197288748702307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36439013/posts/default/116197288748702307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josekrlos.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-already-said-to-you-that-im-missing.html' title='I already said to you that Im missing you?'/><author><name>josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17800197161192159545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36439013.post-116160694337610961</id><published>2006-10-23T16:31:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T23:43:42.944+04:00</updated><title type='text'>na na na nanaaaaaaa! Im lovin it!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tt.mainstreet.net/ttoutpost/McDonalds_PingPong_Im_Lovin_it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://tt.mainstreet.net/ttoutpost/McDonalds_PingPong_Im_Lovin_it.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mc Donalds Job Application&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;This is an actual job application a 17 year old boy submitted at a McDonald's fast-food establishment in Florida...and they hired him because he was so honest and funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAME: Greg Bulmash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEX: Not yet. Still waiting for the right person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESIRED POSITION: Company's President or Vice President. But seriously, whatever's available. If I was in a position to be picky, I wouldn't be applying here in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESIRED SALARY: $185,000 a year plus stock options and a Michael Ovitz style severance package. If that's not possible, make an offer and we can haggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDUCATION: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST POSITION HELD: Target for middle management hostility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALARY: Less than I'm worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOST NOTABLE ACHIEVEMENT: My incredible collection of stolen pens and post-it notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REASON FOR LEAVING: It sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOURS AVAILABLE TO WORK: Any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PREFERRED HOURS: 1:30-3:30 p.m., Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU HAVE ANY SPECIAL SKILLS?: Yes, but they're better suited to a more intimate environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY WE CONTACT YOUR CURRENT EMPLOYER?: If I had one, would I be here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU HAVE ANY PHYSICAL CONDITIONS THAT WOULD PROHIBIT YOU FROM LIFTING UP TO 50 LBS?: Of what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU HAVE A CAR?: I think the more appropriate question here would be "Do you have a car that runs?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU RECEIVED ANY SPECIAL AWARDS OR RECOGNITION?: I may already be a winner of the Publishers Clearing house Sweepstakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU SMOKE?: On the job no, on my breaks yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE DOING IN FIVE YEARS?: Living in the Bahamas with a fabulously wealthy dumb sexy blonde super model who thinks I'm the greatest thing since sliced bread. Actually, I'd like to be doing that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU CERTIFY THAT THE ABOVE IS TRUE AND COMPLETE TO THE BEST OF YOUR KNOWLEDGE?: Yes. Absolutely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGN HERE: Aries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36439013-116160694337610961?l=josekrlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josekrlos.blogspot.com/feeds/116160694337610961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36439013&amp;postID=116160694337610961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36439013/posts/default/116160694337610961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36439013/posts/default/116160694337610961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josekrlos.blogspot.com/2006/10/na-na-na-nanaaaaaaa-im-lovin-it.html' title='na na na nanaaaaaaa! Im lovin it!!'/><author><name>josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17800197161192159545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36439013.post-116152859183295467</id><published>2006-10-22T18:43:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T23:43:42.874+04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dicen que todos tenemos una cancion que identifica un momento..feliz, triste..ambos., &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me preuntaron el otro dia, acerca de; la forma en que la habia conocido.. basicamente, no supe dar muchos detalles mas alla de la historia central y escueta, pero si les puedo dejar la cancion que acompanho a toda esta historia...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;    They say that all we have a song that it identifies a little while.happy, sad.both, they pregreased the other day to me about how I meeted her,... well, .basically, I did not know to give many details beyond central and concise history, but I can leave the song them that guided to all this history…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IJFljm0RD2A" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36439013-116152859183295467?l=josekrlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josekrlos.blogspot.com/feeds/116152859183295467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36439013&amp;postID=116152859183295467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36439013/posts/default/116152859183295467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36439013/posts/default/116152859183295467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josekrlos.blogspot.com/2006/10/dicen-que-todos-tenemos-una-cancion.html' title=''/><author><name>josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17800197161192159545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
