Sunday, September 16, 2007

Fallen Arches Louisville

always dreamed of having one ...

As I said yesterday that it had no camera to hang things ... it is mobile!
could not stop to introduce you to one of my jewels, a unicorn made me very recently, my mother


The white unicorn, looking at the horizon, dark and moonlit.

And no, it is done in oils, as many will be thinking, is made in cross stitch. Yes cross stitch, with more than 20 colors, point to point, cross after cross, and minute by minute ... After hours and hours knitting, late nights to finish a cloud, a leg, a little piece of heaven, a stone despair of my mother who was not moving ... is finally over! And I think the effort was worthwhile. Right here you can see it more closely if you do not believe. The moon is the light bulb that illuminates as black box.
The price of the table is invaluable and incalculable sentimental value, thanks, Mom!

The size is 39 cm wide x 47 cm high, in part, because I forgot to measure it before ... and making an estimate is 45,000 points.
PS: The other day my mother told me she would not mind repeating ...

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Mens Waxing Ann Arbor

We're back!

How are we?
After a short week without posting anything (I've had exams and been very busy) public announcement of my return, hehe. Today I can not put any fotito because I still camera, but within very soon will be photos of the new things you will like insurance.
Well, a Saluditos and now I'll spend Le

Tuesday, September 4, 2007

Chinese Beef Jerky Sale Perth

living languages, free language

said Sophocles, the playwright Greek, speak languages \u200b\u200bfree men free. Freedom of expression was a cult in the Greco-Roman culture, a way of standing up and tell the world what you want openly, without handles that the opinion of everyone, of every one.

The same goes for English: speak and write as the free men and women, conservative and transform it according to our needs and purposes. But freedom also offered to former common plot to discuss and argue, to agree and did agree that the strong against the great imperial invaders of their land, their language.

Greeks, freedom, preserved their own culture because they knew that she lived the best of their society, the most profound knowledge and duties. Ie their customs and traditions as well as his ability to dream a future for all free beings who had his own ideas, different thoughts.

Freedom is a constantly evolving idea and such a thing can be said of our language: we advance as a society, as a civilization, creating new forms of expression, giving new turns of phrase, new meanings to the words day use by day.

Nobody can stop these changes. No one, with a minimum of common sense, believes he can be such a thing. The English, like the rest of the world's languages, is alive because we left and right molding. A language is dead not because it is used today (hence the Latin is the largest example) but because no one twists it, change it, the upsets. Respect to a language is like a death sentence as an embalming.

A language is alive if people use their real understood, should the company depend on it for all your needs and requirements. Hence, even though used in official ceremonies of the Vatican, the Latin of the Roman Empire is a relic intact, clean and free of mistakes, which is not spoken in the public square but in the cubicles of specialists and in cells of the convents and monasteries.

Hearing this reminds us of light and dark past, but we refer to the contemporary world, full of voices that distort or recompose our lexicon, our spelling and writing. Is in any case, a corpse preserved by religious or political grounds, but no real meaning among the people themselves, the real creator and transformer.

, however, say the word change seems as if this concept is equated to that of destination. That change is essential to understand the reality we live does not mean that come from what we say today is going to be. Many words invented or many turns of phrase have ended up having a short life, for use only for a moment in the history of our language.

What is fashionable today, tomorrow is gibberish. The center of the tongue, their ability to express things by their name and these names cover the majority of speakers and writers of the language, is what keeps the internal cohesion of any language. It is the core of your stay (including changes and transformations in every age and every circumstance).

The language, in any case, is a treasure that we care and, in turn, is a party where everyone participates and that may happen as outrageous and bizarre, the more hateful and ludicrous. An act of life in motion.