Primer Concurso De DominicanBlogger.com

Esta semana vamos a tener nuestro primer concurso. El concurso se trata de que los miembros del ring de Blogs hagan una carta de agradecimiento a los responsables por nuestra Independencia. Cada quien la publica en su Blog y por medio de votos se decide cual es la mas chévere.

Sólo miembros del ring pueden participar... y el que quiera compartir su carta tendrá que obtener un Blog a como de lugar. Los votos serán contados vía DominicanBlogger.com y los resultados van a ser publicados el 13 de Marzo.

Como premio vamos a regalar un POP Email: SuNombre@blogsdominicano.com

Si usted quiere participar en este concurso, por favor mándenos un link para agregar su nombre a nuestra lista de personas que estan sometiendo su carta para concursar a concurso@blogsdominicano.com

Si usted tiene alguna idea que quiere compartir con nosotros, mándenos un email a idea@blogsdominicano.com

Gracias a Ricardo Ruben de Amnesia por la idea.

Note: I would like to appologize for the links to send emails. They have not yet been added to our servers. Within the next 24 hours they will be working as they should.
Updated on: 3/4/05 @ 4PM

Wilfrido Vargas

Indiscutiblemente el “embajador del Merengue”, Wilfrido Radhames Vargas Martínez, el mayor de diez hijos, nació el 24 de abril de 1949, en la ciudad de Altamira, municipio de la provincia Puerto Plata, República Dominicana, y creció en un ambiente familiar en el que la música ocupó siempre un importante lugar. Su mamá, doña Bienvenida, tocaba la guitarra y la flauta, y en su voz siempre se escuchaban bellas melodías. Ramón, su papá, fue un diestro acordeonista y un excelente guitarrista. Con esos genes musicales no fue difícil predecir qué carrera seguiría su primogénito.

Wilfrido comenzó sus estudios a la edad de 10 años en la Academia Municipal de Música, y antes de que cumpliera los 12, ya era el trompetista solista y director de una pequeña banda rural.

A principio de los '70, Wilfredo se traslada a la capital de la isla para continuar desarrollando sus ideas y proyectos musicales, y en 1972 conforma un grupo al que llama “Wilfrido Vargas y sus Beduinos”. Con el apoyo del pianista, compositor y arreglista Sonny Ovalle, graban su primer disco bajo ese nombre para el sello Karen en 1974 y, desde ese momento, Wilfrido Vargas y Orquesta divulgarían el merengue por todos los países centroamericanos, la cuenca caribeña y la mayoría de los países sudamericanos.

Escrito por Manny Gonzalez... Lea mas aqui...
Esta semana comparto musica de Wilfrido Vargas. Album: Los Años Dorado
Los temas de Wilfrido Vargas se encuentran arriba en el playlist...

Juan Pablo Duarte

Fundador de la República Dominicana, nació en la ciudad de Santo Domingo " Primada de América " el martes 26 de Enero de1813. Su padre Don Juan José Duarte, Español nacido en Vejer de la Frontera Provincia de Cádiz; fue un hombre recto y responsable en una ocasión se negó a firmar un documento dirigido a Boyer por considerarlo lesivo a nuestra integridad, como sociedad libre y soberana. Su madre Doña Manuela Diez y Jiménez, nacida en la Villa de Santa Cruz del Seibo; mujer dedicada al desarrollo de sus hijos; le enseñó el alfabeto inclinándolo a cultivar sus cualidades intelectuales y le educo en la Fe cristiana que tanto influenciaría en la vida del patricio.

Lea la Biogrofia aqui...

Constitucion De La Republica Dominicana

!Todo poder Dominicano está y deberá estar siempre limitado por la ley y ésta por la justicia, la cual consiste en dar a cada uno lo que en derecho le pertenezca¡

Juan Pablo Duarte

Constitucion De La Republica Dominicana

A View Of Dominican Art

The Dominican Republic did not develop a national style until after independence was declared in 1865. After independence was declared All the fundamental 19th century European trends rapidly began to mix with Dominican subjects of African heritage, popular mythology, religion and folktales to create this national style.

The first large exhibition of Dominican work was in Santo Domingo, at the Salon Artistico of 1890. The exhibit was comprised of landscapes, portraits, and copies of famous European works. The first Dominican painter to emerge was Domingo Echavarría, who was also known as a printmaker and a caricaturist.

Read more on Dominican Art here...

Change of pace...

Since I've been reading a lot of articles and checking out various internet sites for the Daily Sunday Dominican Post, I've fallen into the viscous cycle of repeating the same story... I certainly don't mind gathering the information that is out there to put on one site... Imagine that two years from now DominicanBlogger.com will be filled with over 100 articles about our History and they are all stories that are from other internet sites... (seems to me like I'm trying to re-create the wheel...) From this Sunday forward I'll be putting a different spin on the Posts that I'll be posting for everyone to read... Those that would like to colaborate with the post, you are more then welcome to submit your essays, articles or posts via email @ info@blogsdominicano.com

Oscars vs Premio Lo Nuestro

Have you read the comments by Chris Rock about the Oscars? "Only gays watch the Oscars,"... "I never watched the Oscars. Come on, it's a fashion show," ..."What straight black man sits there and watches the Oscars? Show me one!" Rock added: "Awards for art are f*ing idiotic"... lol... However he will be hosting them on Sunday night, Feb 27... He's a funny guy, although when he first came out I wasn't much of a big fan...

Ahora para decirle la verdad... I don't watch any of that gay shit... Why watch it if its going to be all over the news papers and magazines the following day... I'd rather read-up on it if i'm that interested... Comparing the Oscars to Los Premios Lo Nuestro... You know every spanish home had atleast one TV tuned into Univision... not me tho... everyone is very nice and very "perty" but that gay shit ain't for me either...

I used to watch MTV Music awards... Until all you saw was a lot of fashion glitz and these idiots hopping onto the stage and onto the props with no security around... Now, I must say P. Diddy had the best performance yet with all those artists and all those people jumping up and down on those damn springs...

Last Minute Pictures of Tsunami

Photographs from the camera of a Canadian couple killed in Asia's tsunami include their final shots of a huge wave as it rushed toward them at their beach resort in Thailand.

Read the entire article here...

El Cuco!

Good Lord.. esta baina de solo mirarla me da miedo!

An artificial court has been especially laid for champions Roger Federer and Andre Agassi on the heliport of the 7-star Burj Al Arab hotel for Dubai Duty Free Men's Open.

Check out more pictures here...

The Committee to Protect Bloggers

"The Committee to Protect Bloggers is devoted to the protection of bloggers around the world. In a host of countries around the world bloggers are routinely imprisoned for their activities. The blogging community should not leave the responsibility for their well-being in others' hands.
The Committee has four primary spheres of activity.

CPB will serve as a clearinghouse for information on incarcerated members of our community, as well as those whose lives have been taken from them because of their enthusiasm for the free exchange of information that blogging allows.
CPB will serve as a pressure group to force unrecalcitrant governments to free imprisoned bloggers, and make restitution for tortured and murdered ones.
CPB will bring to bear the formidable communicative power of the blogosphere to keep pressure on governments to stop
CPB will act as direct agents in negotiations to free imprisoned bloggers.

We are driven by our enthusiasm for knowledge, by our affection for the possibilities of blogging, by the love we have for our fellow bloggers and by our belief in the free exchange of ideas.

We are guided by Article 19 of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights.

First thing’s first. Please join the Committee to Protect Bloggers by sending us your name, email and blog URL.

We acknowledge the good work being done by the Committee to Protect Journalists, Reporters Without Borders and Bloggers Without Borders. There will be some overlap between our group and theirs.

However, several things set us apart and give us a distinct focus, allowing us to become a valuable addition to the global free-speech community.

We are concerned primarily, though not exclusively, with the well-being of the bloggers themselves. Press freedom is extremely valuable and will be agitated for, but our primary concern is keeping bloggers alive and free.
We are concerned for them as bloggers, even if some are also journalists or activists.
We are a group of bloggers, communicating via blogs, about other bloggers. We have some understanding of our fellows that most other groups do not. We also have immediate access to the communications power of the blogosphere.
As soon as we secure 501(c)3 status and become an official non-profit, we will use this space to solicit donations and free-will membership fees, as well as corporate memberships.

In the meantime, please send us all the information you can on bloggers who are, or have been, imprisoned or otherwise the vicitims of state-sanctioned oppression.

If there is something else you feel you would like to do for the Committee, please suggest away.

If, you are a legal type, we definitely could use help in preparing and submitting our 501(c)3 application. "

excerpted from The Committe to Protect Bloggers

The Question...

Why am I boycotting Blogging?

I'm really not... I actually have various projects and other things that I'd like to get back to doing... Sure i can post a thing here and there, but I'd rather keep it like this for a while... I'll publish my posts on Saturdays and Sundays... It makes everything a little more subtle and less demanding on my time... Not like it ever was, but I hope that those of you that Blog everyday understand where I'm coming from...

Are You Listening?

Listen to me mumbling my thoughts in my own head with no one around but me, my fingers, the keypad and a monitor. I've said this is like my scribble pad or what others may consider a blog... now I think you can also consider it a Real Life Magazine, as much as you can consider it a place full of thoughts and bs... now onto my bs...

It's incredible how the news circulates... AOL gets its news from various sources, New York Times being one of them and the New York Times gets its news from Nasa and so on and so fourth... Seems to me like we're playing Operator and somewhere along the line it will be mis-interpreted but eventually it will also be forgotten. Take for example the news about Bush and his military record... I remember all the kaos about the missing information and the fake documents. Now no one remembers that unless they hear about it or read about it somewhere else. My point is that eventually even the best of the best will give you false information... but none-the-less that is what thier job is; to give us the right information...

Well those are some of the things that so many of us already know. Why is it so nessesary, or why is it a need for me to get it on "paper" now? I'm sure I could call someone up and share the same exact information but then they'd think I'm wierd or just consider the conversation a waiste of their time... Not like you don't know that... I'd think I'm waisting my time if someone wanted to talk to me about "The News"... I don't know why but I would. Right now, I feel like I'm talking to you but I can't hear you talking back. You can't even use sign language for me to undersand you. You could leave a comment, but thats just as good as waiting till tomorrow for me to respond to it. It certainly is a convinience for those that don't want to be bothered.

La Voz

Hay!
Como lo escubieron.
Como lo estrujaron.
Como lo llevaron.
A Crucificar.

Si vieramos bien al mundo,
Y a nuestro Pueblo hermanos.
No existiera lo rotundo.
Ni existriera la creenzia.
Cada Cabeza es un Mundo.

Todos tenemos problemas.
Que tienen su solucion.
Sin pensar en la muerte.
De eso se encarga el senor.

Es el que todo lo sabe.
Es el que todo lo vez.
No conose el egoismo.
Ni actua de mala fe.

El todo poderoso es el senor!
El todo poderoso es el senor!

Hay en el calvario, fue vuestro.
Y alli fue crucificado
La sentencia fue derodes.
Y firmada por Pilato.

El todo poderoso es el senor!
El todo poderoso es el senor!

Es el que todo todo lo sabe.
Es el que todo lo vez.
No conose el egoismo.
Ni actua de mala fe.

El todo poderoso es el senor!
El todo poderoso es el senor!

Si vieramos bien al mundo,
Y a nuestro pueblos hermanos.
No existiera lo rotundo.
Ni existriera la creenzia.
Cada cabeza es un mundo.

Oye despues que lo escubieron.
Y despues que lo empujaron,
Todito lo que le hicienron,
Fueron todo perdonado.

El todo poderoso es el senor!
El todo poderoso es el senor!

Padre nuestro que estas en el cielo.
Libranos de todo mal,
Y libranos de las manos,
Que nos quieren acabar.

Es el que todo todo lo sabe.
Es el que todo lo vez.
No conose el egoismo.
Ni actua de mala fe.

El todo poderoso es el senor!
El todo poderoso es el senor!

Hector Lavoe.

The Hector Lavoe story contains all the elements of a dramatic motion picture. There is poverty, broken home, limited education, world-wide successful singing career, drug abuse and the tragedies which started with the loss of his mother when he was a young child, and needed her most, followed by his brother's death from a drug overdose on the streets of New York.

Lavoe is one of the most interesting and complex Latin music performers; a man of basically simple values who has lived a roller coaster life of wondrous career highs and devastating personal tragic lows. Lavoe's intense need for recognition and the motivational factors that drove him are clues to the events that determined his life's path.

Lavoe's burning ambition and quest for recognition was so intense that the swore to let nothing stop him from attaining it. "I want to be known all over the world," is something he has often candidly admitted. "Identity to me, is more important than anything else. I have something to prove!

To better understand Lavoe, the artist, the man and his life, we must examine the various aspects of his background (people, things and events) during his early formative years, that influenced his life and helped mold the Hector Lavoe we know today. To do this we have to start at the very beginning.

Read the article written by Izzy Sanabria just before Hector's death in 1993 here...
(Very informational article I may add)

~~~Warning~~~ Si Usted Tiene Mas De 1 Blog...

Oigan eso.. Dgrasiaiiita dando lectura de html... haha... aprenda aqui...

Ahora me toca a mi...

1. No valla hacer lo que le pasa a nuestra Amiga Dgrasiaiiita... que tiene como 9 Blog y cuidado porque puede ser que tenga otros mas por ahi que lo tiene escondido...

i. Wendy
ii Miss Sexies
iii Priceless
iv Recuentos
v El Baul De Los Recuerdos
vi Cosa Bella
vii Rastrerias
viii Copy and Paste
ix La Chercha

2. Si resulta que no puedes postear encada uno de su Blogs aunque sea 1 ves a la semana, dejese de baina y borre todo los que no usa y quedese con 1.

3. Si necesita ayuda con algo, no me busquen... que estoy ocupado...

4. Si tienes un Blog y quieres mantener el html como mismo lo tenia antes de dañar lo, haga lo que dice Blog # 8... Copy and Paste a otro Blog que Nadie lo vea...

5. Y por ultimo... Si tienes amigos mandele un mensaje que si vas a tener un Blog que lo mantenga como el de Remo. Por que si no, los resultados seran igual que no. 1

Casi se me olvidava...
6.... I may not be posting, but I am certainly reading every Blog on DominicanBlogger.com incluyendo:

i. Wendy
ii Miss Sexies
iii Priceless
iv Recuentos
v El Baul De Los Recuerdos
vi Cosa Bella
vii Rastrerias
viii Copy and Paste
ix La Chercha

Historia Del Perico Ripiao

El merengue típico apareció durante los años 1840. Vino de la región rural del valle del Cibao, alrededor de la ciudad de Santiago, y por eso también se conoce como el merengue cibaeño. El grupo original consistía en instrumentos de cuerda como la guitarra, tres, o cuatro, juntos con la güira (un guayo de metal) y la tambora. A veces se agregaba una especie de bajo llamado marimba, muy parecido a la mbira africana y hecho de una caja de madera con cinco u ocho llaves de metal. A finales del siglo XIX la marimba fue reemplazada con el acordeón de dos carreras, lo que cambiaban los comerciantes alemanes para el tabaco. Se dice que este conjunto de instrumentos representa las tres influencias culturales que contribuyeron al desarrollo de la música típica: la guitarra o acordeón europeo; la marimba y la tambora africana; y la güira (algunos consideran que la inventaron los taínos).

Como pasa con frecuencia con la música folklórica rural, el merengue típico tenía mala fama a su principio. Se dice que su otro apodo, perico ripiao, viene o del nombre de un burdel o de un plato que se comía allí. La letra era a veces indecente, a veces política. Como era de esperar, gente de las clases altas trataban de prohibirla, pero con poco éxito.

El merengue experimentó una elevación súbita de estatus bajo el reinado del dictador Rafael Trujillo, de 1930-1961. Aunque él era del sur de la República, venía del campo rural y de una familia de las clases bajas y decidió que el perico ripiao debería ser el símbolo nacional de la República Dominicana. Mandó que compusieran numerosos merengues en su honor, y los puso a sonar en la radio y en los salones de baile respetables. Músicos como Luis Alberti empezaron a tocar el merengue con sus orquestas para ganar el apoyo del líder. Reemplazaron el acordeón con instrumentos de viento y iniciaron una división entre éste estilo urbano de orquesta y el perico ripiao rural. Hoy el merengue orquestado todavía domina las emisoras nuyorquinas.

Los músicos típicos continuaban innovando dentro de su género durante la última mitad del siglo XX. En los 60 y 70, directores como Tatico Henríquez cambiaron la marimba para el bajo eléctrico y añadieron un saxofón para armonizar con el acordeón (lo usaban antes, pero con poca frecuencia). En los 90, el conjunto 'estandard' se hizo completo con el 'drum' (bombo) tocado por el güirero con pedal. Ahora la mayoría de los grupos consisten en cinco instrumentos - acordeón, saxo, tambora, güira/drum, y bajo eléctrico - aunque algunos también usan las congas o tumbadoras y hasta teclados, como forma de disminuir las diferencias entre lo típico y lo orquestado y aumentar la audiencia.

El perico ripiao actualmente incluye varios ritmos distintos. Los dos que se tocan con más frecuencia son el merengue derecho y el pambiche o merengue apambichao. Este último usualmente lleva un tiempo un poquito más lento y se distingue por el doble manopleo del tamborero. De vez en cuando también se escucha la mangulina, un viejo baile dominicano, o la guaracha, un ritmo de clave que originó en Cuba.

Enlace de merengue-ripiao.com.
Esta semana comparto con ustedes el perico ripiao de Tatico Henriquez. 20 Exitos...
Pueden escuchar las canciones al fondo del Blog... Estas canciones ya no estan disponible. Gracias. Edwin Reyes.

Nota** Quisiera dejarle saber a todos que no soy politico mucho menos historian de la Republica Dominicana. La historia de la Republica Dominicana que les presentare seran solamente hechos que estan escrito en el "libro" de la historia Dominicana.

Conoscan Idolos Dominicano...

Huascar y Jose Fransisco Peña Gomez...
Dgrasiaiiita y Julia Alvarez...

Es Mi Vida...

Me voy hacer el chivo loco... see no evil, hear no evil...

Para Los Aucentes....

El ultimo post antes del embarque al "Olvido De Los Domingos"...

Soy Yo-A-laderiva, El Recordador de Mavier's Blog... Vine a traerle el "Remo Memo"... Hay commentatrios por ahi que estoy medio loco como Physco Lau, Digo... Psycho Lau! :) Pero es que estoy harto de TKR Music! Esa mierda la tienen que quitar de ahi porque no es un Blog! Lo mismo pasa con "Lo Correcto De Hip Hop" y "Statique Non-Importale"! Este es el Blogspot De Evelina no Liberate.Blogspot.com... Ahora... vivo serca del Jersey Plantanal y juego Kamataris en el Jicara. Si no tengo La Razon... hagan lo siguiente... 1.Kill Dief, 2. se lo dicen a Maryl's B to the L to the O to the G, 3. Comanse un plato de Razzio Matute, 4. le dan un toque'sito a La Guira.net y 5. Sigan el "On S'Emerde Mais On S'en Fout!!!"

Gracias a todos por leer mi blah blah blah :)

Too Late...

Esta baina se quedo asi... anoche me puse a joder con el blog y hasta me puse hacer un template en Flash MX... I think I'm getting carried away here... for the next 2 months you'll be reading this blog as it is :) on that note... I'll continue to post on Sunday's only until DominicanBlogger.com is out of my way...

Las Chicas de Bonches Sociales

Me da mucho orgullo saber que esta mujeres Latina estan haciendo una differencia grande en nuestra comunidad y poder presentar al mundo de Blogs el buen trabajo que ellas estan haciendo... La conosco hace mas de un año y estoy visitando su website a cada rato...

Me intere que estan el la revista Dominican Times del mes de Enero-Febrero.

lean el articulo aqui...

Congratulations Ladies! :)

"El Blog"

I don't know what was going on here... someone was messing around with the html code and messed it all up... :P Anyway message/tag board is at the bottom and so is the music... leave your message and let's see what happens next... El Blog Esta Desnudo...

DominicanBloggers.com

Well
DominicanBlogger.com/BlogsDominicano.com/DominicanBlogs.com
esta cojiendo forma... y no solamente con el Webring...

Bueno aqui va...

Gracias a Bracuta por comensar el webring de Dominican Bloggers. Ya son 60+ Blogs lleno Pensamientos y Porquerias, Rythym and Sorrow, Thoughts and Things. Gracias a Remo por contar de nuestra Locura en Nuevayol pero no de su Cargamento de Sueños. Yo Pienso que La Pagina De Dr. Zuess y el Diario de Una Rana son ¿qué te digo? blahblahblahblahbluh! haha.. Mentira... it's about a Dominican Girl In The So Called Real World y el otro... bueno... esta lleno de emily'sBullshit... El Blogazo es de AJ mi pana, y Amnesia tiene Conversaciones que te manda para La Esquina De Luna. Despues esta Wanda La Mujer Ideal que parece que necesita Mentanoia::Spa Mental. Ahora vivimos en una Sociedad Bakoprosa y hay algunos que nos escriben Live From New York! Aqui lo dejo y volvere en breve para escribir mas de El MeatLocker... Digo... La Chokomenta

Aqui sigo con La Chercha, pero antes que todo: Bendicion Tia... Sabias que El Secreto No Es De Victotria, sino una foto de ShutterLog... Ahora, Toño Rosario y los Dominican Players forman La Cuadra Tecnica, Y La Vida Negra se debe juntar con The Amazing Adventure of xKnottyKidx para lluegar a La Bitacora Del Hada Tropical. Puedo Seguir para contarle de La Ñapa, pero hay un borracho por ahi que lo llaman "El Cervezu", y tambien tengo que lluegar adonde el Compay!

Mi Amnesia...

Pasando por el Blog de Ricardo me tope con esta linea de pensamiento que me provoco a escribir mis propio pensamientos...

"Tú entras a este blog, lees esta vaina y luego sales, y tu vida sigue, tiene forma, la misma forma que tenía antes de empezar a leer este himno..." Ricardo Ruben... *Mi Amnesia.

I've noticed one thing... We are all intruiged by someone elses lives and thoughts... How they live, what they do, what problems they have, how they handle sittuations, what they think, what they eat, breathe, smell, touch... etc... Reading Blogs is just like Reality TV... or watching the 10'O'Clock News... However, its not just tune into this channel at a certain time... It's more like "tune into this Blog whenever I post
and read the shit that happened to me today"...

This is my "Scribble Pad" or what others may consider a Blog... and there is a reason I write and read... If I see, read or hear something I find interesting, I write about it. I believe that when a thought crosses my head and I decide to write about it, I'm letting the world know (if they read what I write). If you want to "stir the pot", you write about some controversial topic and the whole world will let you know what they think.

The Reyes' First 2005 Bar*B*Q

Diablo.. eh verdad que no podemos negar que somos Dominicano... El primer dia "caliente" del 2005 y decidimos hacer un Asao...

El Pollo: $30.00
Costilla: $20.00
Steak: $25.00
Yuca: $5.00
Platano Maduro: $5.00
El Picante: $no se...
Un Bar*B*Q Estilo Dominicano en el mes de Febrero: Priceless...

La temperatura... 55* F
Al lado de'l anafe... 80* F

Las Fotos:
Pic1...
Pic2...
Pic3...
Pic4...

My First Art Work..

I can remember my first work of art... I was in third grade and I was signed up to stay after school for the Arts Program... We worked on two projects that I can remember... The first was a Comic Strip for the High School... Imagine that, 3rd graders writing a comic strip for Seniors... haha... All I can remember was that mine was with Fido... probably the the best stick figure from back in the day... The other project I can remember having fun with was a Mask. We plastered the contours of our face and then we painted the moldings after they dried. To this day it reminds me of the masks that are used for the Dominican Carnival... However since my nose was so small when I was young, we had to add a couple of layers just to make it look like a nose... hehe... esa carita me gusta :)

Mil Hora

A Ver... Que le puedo decir? o Que me pueden decir...

Cuando uno no quiere hablar, es malo estar callado?

Si no quiero comentar sobre algo por no faltar el respeto o dar detalles,
Deberia uno hablar de "eso"?

Maybe I'll think about it myself and maybe I'll post what I think...
Maybe you'll think about it too... and maybe you'll let me know what you think...

Or Maybe We Can Leave It The Way It Is...

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Alguien por ahi penso que eran las letras de la cancion... Bueno... Aqui estan...

Mil Hora...

La otra noche te espere bajo la lluvia mil hora...
Como un perro.
Y cuando lluegaste me dijiste loco...
Estas mojado, ya no te quiero...

Hace frio,
Estoy lejos de casa,
Hace tiempo que estoy sentado sobre esta piedra.
Yo me pregunto para que sirve las penas,
Que es como un boquete de pantalon,
Voz esta tan fria,
Como la nieve a mi rededor.
Voz esta tan balanca...
Que no se que hacer...

La otra noche te espere bajo la lluvia mil hora...
Como un perro.
Y cuando lluegaste me dijiste loco...
Estas mojado, ya no te quiero...
ha-ha-ha...

En el circu ya eres una estrella.
Una estrella rojo que todos se lo imajinan...
Si te pregunto, y no me conocias..
No-no.
Como un boquete en tu pantalon,
Voz esta fria,
Como la nieve a mi rededor.
Voz esta tan balanca,
Que yo no se que hacer...

La otra noche te espere bajo la lluvia mil hora...
Como un perro.
Y cuando lluegaste me dijiste loco...
Estas mojado,
Ya no te quiero...
ha-ha-ha...

Bachata Rosa

I love music and since tomrrow is Valentines day I decided to get ready for work... I've loaded Bachata Rosa el album de Juan Luis Guerra Y 440... Aqui estare el dia entero escuchando las canciones...

Creo que desde hoy en adelante voy a poner un album de un artista differente todo los Domingo... Y claro el que quiere pasar por aqui a escuchar las canciones esta bienvenido como siempre... :)

Y para las personas que no escuchan el Merengue Dominicano, talves esta sera una buena oportunidad de escuchar algunas de las canciones que en verdad valen la pena escuchar y en cambio, le cojan el gusto que no tienen por nuestro Merengue.

The History Of Valentines Day

Every February, across the country, candy, flowers, and gifts are exchanged between loved ones, all in the name of St. Valentine. But who is this mysterious saint and why do we celebrate this holiday? The history of Valentine's Day -- and its patron saint -- is shrouded in mystery. But we do know that February has long been a month of romance. St. Valentine's Day, as we know it today, contains vestiges of both Christian and ancient Roman tradition. So, who was Saint Valentine and how did he become associated with this ancient rite? Today, the Catholic Church recognizes at least three different saints named Valentine or Valentinus, all of whom were martyred.

One legend contends that Valentine was a priest who served during the third century in Rome. When Emperor Claudius II decided that single men made better soldiers than those with wives and families, he outlawed marriage for young men -- his crop of potential soldiers. Valentine, realizing the injustice of the decree, defied Claudius and continued to perform marriages for young lovers in secret. When Valentine's actions were discovered, Claudius ordered that he be put to death.

Other stories suggest that Valentine may have been killed for attempting to help Christians escape harsh Roman prisons where they were often beaten and tortured.

According to one legend, Valentine actually sent the first 'valentine' greeting himself. While in prison, it is believed that Valentine fell in love with a young girl -- who may have been his jailor's daughter -- who visited him during his confinement. Before his death, it is alleged that he wrote her a letter, which he signed 'From your Valentine,' an expression that is still in use today. Although the truth behind the Valentine legends is murky, the stories certainly emphasize his appeal as a sympathetic, heroic, and, most importantly, romantic figure. It's no surprise that by the Middle Ages, Valentine was one of the most popular saints in England and France.

read more here...

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PS... My email is edwin@edwinreyes.com... :)
Happy Valentines Day!

27 De Febrero

En 1844 los dominicanos expulsaron a los haitianos que ocuparon su país durante 22 años luego de que en 1821 se lograra un acuerdo amistoso de independencia con la Corona Española.
En busca de su propio destino y un futuro mejor, la colonia española en Santo Domingo se separó de España en forma no bélica mediante transacciones pacíficas.

Sin embargo, el ansia de libertad e independencia de los habitantes de la parte española de la isla de Santo Domingo se vio cercenado con la inesperada invasión de nuestro país por el ejército de la vecina nación haitiana.

Durante 22 años ocuparon los haitianos territorio dominicano e intentaron eliminar el idioma y las costumbres. Obligaron a publicar los documentos oficiales en francés y otras medidas que atentaban contra la esencia misma de las tradiciones y cultura de lo que vendría a ser más tarde el pueblo dominicano.

La segunda mitad de febrero presenta en República Dominicana a una intensa agenda de actividades dedicadas a las fiestas patrias en celebración de la Independencia Nacional lograda el día 27 de febrero y en conmemoración de la lucha patriótica de los héroes de la Independencia Nacional.

Aunque Duarte no estaba, los trinitarios no cejaban en sus acciones y en la causa de la libertad del país. Francisco del Rosario Sánchez, Matías Ramón Mella y Vicente Celestino Duarte dirigían a los trinitarios, casi sin recursos, hacían circular las ideas en hojas manuscritas, para organizarse y sumar adherentes a las ideas separatistas.

El 16 de enero de 1844, fue redactada por don Tomás Bobadilla, la Manifestación de los pueblos de la parte este de la isla, denominada antes Española o de Santo Domingo, en la que se enunciaban las causas de su separación de la República haitiana. Esta Manifestación sería la ley que regiría la república proclamada, hasta que se promulgara su constitución.

Esa noche del 27 de febrero de 1844 iban congregándose poco a poco, pequeños grupos de patriotas que provenían de las distintas zonas de la ciudad. El comienzo de la acción separatista fue indicado por un trabucazo disparado por Matías Ramón Mella en la puerta de la Misericordia, y que fue oído por todos los habitantes de la ciudad.

Aunque Juan Pablo Duarte, el padre de la Patria, se hallaba ausente, la noche del martes 27 de febrero de 1844, en la puerta del Conde de la ciudad de Santo Domingo, la República Dominicana era proclamada por Tomás Bobadilla, Francisco del Rosario Sánchez, Matías Ramón Mella, Manuel Jiménez, Vicente Celestino Duarte, José Joaquín Puello, Gabino Pueblo, Eusebio Puello, Eduardo Abreu, Juan Alejandro Acosta, Remigio del Castillo, Jacinto de la Concha, Tomás de la Concha, Cayetano Rodríguez, Félix María del Monte y otros patriotas, quienes expresarían a alas autoridades haitianas su "indestructible resolución de ser libres e independientes, a costa de nuestras vidas y nuestros intereses, sin que ninguna amenaza sea capaz de retractar nuestra voluntad".

Ese 27 de febrero de 1844, Francisco del Rosario Sánchez y Ramón Matías Mella, cuando llegada la noche se dirigían hacia la Puerta del Conde, en el baluarte de San Genaro, izan la bandera dominicana. Ondea en la ciudad de Santo Domingo la bandera bordada por Concepción Bona y su prima María de Jesús Piña, junto con otras damas. La Bandera había surgido de un proyecto presentado por Juan Pablo Duarte y aprobado, el 16 de julio de 1838 en La trinitaria, donde se presentaban los colores y la forma de la enseña que representaría al nuevo estado, que se denominaría República Dominicana. La cruz blanca la cruz es el símbolo de la lucha de los libertadores para legarnos una patria libre.

Los patriotas habían planeado que en la noche del 27 de febrero tomar posesión de todos los fuertes emplazados en la muralla y del puerto. Para llevar a cabo estas acciones, contaban con la cooperación de varios militares que apoyaban la causa y que estaban dispuestos a entregar sus posiciones y ayudar a tomar la Fortaleza.

Ante el apoyo popular y de diversos grupos que unían sus fuerzas por la libertad, los haitianos se consideraron incapaces de combatir un alzamiento de tal magnitud, y el 28 de febrero se obtuvo la capitulación de la guarnición haitiana.

Sigan el articulo aqui...

Nota** Quisiera dejarle saber a todos que no soy politico mucho menos historian de la Republica Dominicana. La historia de la Republica Dominicana que les presentare seran solamente hechos que estan escrito en el "libro" de la historia Dominicana.

Caritas Dominicana

Maq de ElCorito.com me mando caritas Dominicanas para MSN Messenger 7.0...
...La Caritas...

I Hit A Wall Last Night

So I hit the road at about 8pm last night to head up to Rhode Island.

Sali Volao! Las ancias de lluegar eran mas grande que las de regresar. Son 3 horas de viaje y no es para lluegar a St. Domingo... Antes de salir me pare por gasolina, chickle, y una tonteria para comer en camino... Me lleve como 6 CD, cambio de ropa, sepillo, sapatos, y un Eau de Toilet Burberry nuevesito! Voy pasando la salida 35 de la Rt.95 en Conneticuit y hay un accidente... El carro Camry estaba debaratao por alante! Pienso que esa baina no me va a pasar a mi... Sigo andando para mi destino, Providencia!... Aya me esperan el primo que cumpleaño, la hermana de una amiga que tambien celebra su cumpleaño, el mejor amigo mio, el tio y la tia. La carretera estaba suave sin mucho trafico, aunque habian unos mmg que no se movian de la linea de correr a 100 mph. Pero nah... lluege a las 10:15, y a parrandiar se ah dicho... O y la pare con cual choque fue con la cama a las 5 de la mañana que estava mas dura que'l diablo... I miss MY BED!!

The Play Button

Ok... After sharing the button with a few fellow Bloggers I guess its about time to share it with everone else... Download the file and follow the Read Me instructions. If you have any problems installing or loading the file etc... send me an email and I'll try to help you out.

Download

Good Luck!

Ok... Despues de ver compartido el botton con compañeros de Blogs, pienso que es tiempo de compartir el botton con los de mas. Bajen los datos y lean el "Read Me" para instruciones de como instalar el Botton. Si en algun momento nececitan ayuda me pueden mandar un email.

Bajen

Mucha Suerte!

La Piña se puso dulce para los que no saben del codigo HTML...

Este es el codigo que tengo aqui en mi pagina... Lo unico que les pido es que cambien la parte que tiene HTTP://WWW.YOURWEBSITE.COM/FOLDER/SONGNAME.MP3 al lugar donde ustedes tienen su canciones... Y el nombre de la cancion... SONGNAME...

COPY AND PASTE INTO NOTEPAD FIRST AND THEN INTO YOUR TEMPLATE...



If you want to get fancy and have the song play when someone visits, change
"NO" to "YES"

Scientists Zero In on True Color of the Sea

The color of seawater, a key measure of ocean health, is coming into sharper focus due to a breakthrough in analyzing satellite images. read the article here...

Ta Bien...

John, David, Lau, Bracuta, Annush... Me fui con ustedes....

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001. I miss somebody right now.
002. I watch more tv than I used to.
003. I love olives.
004. I love sleeping.
005. I own a home.
006. I wear glasses or contact lenses.
008. I've done something illegal.
009. I've watched porn movies.
010. I have been in a threesome.
011. I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.
012. I like my handwriting.
014. I like and respect Al Sharpton.
015. I curse frequently.
016. I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.
017. I have a hobby.
018. I've been to another country.
019. I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.
020. I'm really, really smart. (I wish)
021. I've never broken anyone else's bones.
022. I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal.
023. I love rain.
024. I'm paranoid at all times.
025. I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.
026. I need money right now.
027. I love sushi.
028. I talk really, really fast sometimes.
029. I have fresh breath in the morning.
030. I have semi-long hair.
031. I have lost money in Las Vegas.
032. I have at least one brother and/or sister.
033. I was born in a country outside of the U.S.
034. I shave my legs.
035. I have a twin.
037. I couldn't survive without Caller I.D.
038. I like the way that I look. = I love it =P
039. I have lied to a good friend in the past 6 months.
040. I know how to do cornrows.
041. I am usually pessimistic.
042. I have mood swings.
043. I think prostitution should be legalized.
044. I think Britney Spears is pretty.
045. I have cheated on a significant other.
046. I have a hidden talent.
047. I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.
048. I've been sexually intimate with less than ten people.
049. I am currently single.
050. I have kissed someone of the same sex.
051. I enjoy talking on the phone.
052. I practically live in PJ pants.
053. I love to shop.
054. I would rather shop than eat.
055. I would classify myself as ghetto.
056. I am a college graduate.
057. I'm obsessed with my diary!
058. I don't hate anyone.
059. I'm a pretty good dancer.
060. I have at least one tattoo.
061. I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.
062. I have a cell phone.
063. I watch MTV on a daily basis.
065. I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.
067. I have never been in a real relationship before.
068. I've rejected someone before.
069. I currently have a crush on someone.
070. I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.
071. I want to have children in the future. in a long ass future ;P
072. I have changed a diaper before.
073. I've had the cops called on me before.
074. I bite my nails.
075. I am a member of the Tom Green fan club.
076. I'm not allergic to anything deadly.
077. I have a lot to learn.
078. I have dated someone at least 10 years older or younger.
079. I've had sex with more than one person in a 24 hour period.
080. I am very shy around the opposite sex.
081. I'm online 24/7, even as an away message.
082. I have at least 5 away messages saved.
083. I have been rejected by someone.
084. I have made a move on a friend's significant other in the past.
085. I own the "South Park" movie.
086. I have avoided work to play on LJ.
087. When I was a kid I played "the birds and the bees" (or something like it) with a neighbor or chum.
088. I enjoy country music.
089. I love my best friend (s).
090. I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.
091. I watch soap operas whenever I can.
092. I'm obsessive, anal retentive, and often a perfectionist.
093. I have used my sexuality to advance my career.
094. I have waxed or shaved all my pubic hair off.
(Too much information, why do you want to know?)
095. I know all the words to Slick Rick's "Children's Story".
096. Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.
097. I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it.
098. I have dated a close friend's ex.
099. I'm happy as of this moment.
100. I have gone scuba diving.
101. I've had a crush on somebody I've never met.
102. I've kissed someone I knew I shouldn't.
103. I play a musical instrument.
104. I strongly dislike math.
105. I'm procrastinating on something right now.
106. I own and use a library card.
107. I fall in "lust" more than in "love."
108. Cheese enchiladas rock my socks.
109. I think The Lord of the Rings is one of the greatest things ever.
110. I'm obsessed with the tv show "The O.C."
111. I am resentful that I have to grow up.
112. I am an entirely different person around different people.
113. I think the world would be a better place if people just smiled more often.
114. I think macaroni and cheese is one of the best foods in the whole world.
115. I am suffering from a broken heart.
116. I am a nerd.
117. No matter where I am or who I'm with, I always seem to be lonely.
118. I am left handed and proud of it.
119. I try not to change who I am for someone.
120. My heart resides below my feet.
121. I have had sex with someone I was not in a relationship with.
122. I enjoy smoothies.
123. I have had major surgery.
124. I have adopted a pet from the ASPCA.
125. I am listening to Radiohead right now.
126. Some people call me by a nickname.
127. I have fired a gun and liked it.
128. I like pumpkin pie.
129. I love NASCAR!
130. I own over 1200 CDs.
131. I work 7 days a week.(used too)
132. I have mono.
132. I dont have the ability to make decisions without changing my mind.
133. People tell me I have a horrible sense of humor.
134. I'm still in my PJs.
135. I'm looking for love in all the wrong places.
136. I have a tendency to fall for the wrong girls, or have them fall for me, so I can't help but reciprocate.
137. I'll try anything three times....or more.
138. I have done drugs other than Alcohol or Cannabis.
139. I'm having trouble sleeping.
140. I am a cuddler.
141. I love John Waters films.
142. I have made a pornographic videotape.
143. I have adopted an accent for an entire day.
144. I have climbed a mountain.
145. I have been so drunk that I never made it to the bathroom and vomited in front of lots of people.
146. I start a lot of craft projects and leave them incomplete for a long time.
147. I have a voracious libido.
148. I enjoy waiting for the icecream man.
149. I love to read.
150. I like Nighttime more than Daytime.
151. I have an eclectic taste in music
152. My hair never stays the same for an extended period of time.
153. I like to fart, its funny.
154. Llamas are freaking sweet!
155. I don't have any memories that involve raisin bread.
156. I think people with tattoos are sexy.
157. I am a writer

No Hace Poco...

"No hace poco" Speaking from personal expirience, 5 years ago, I know I didn't have to worry about crossing the GWB or the LT with out passing through my head the thought of it being the last time that I would cross it. Did You? I saw 9/11 happen. I'm not blind. I remember the Gulf War. I remember the SS Cole Bombing... What I don't remember is having US military walking the subways of NYC, Patrolling the GWB Walkway, Guarding Public Buildings before 9/11... We definately live in a Different World...

24 Hours To Live

If I had 24 hours to live...
I'd have sex.
I'd record my last 24 hours of Life.
I'd drive a Lamborguini.
I'd spend as much time as possible with my family.
I'd call everyone in my phone book.
I'd buy a lottery ticket.
I'd fly myself to Dominican Republic.
I'd spend part of my day in a River with friends and family.
I'd write down my most deepest secrets so everyone would know.
I'd buy flowers, lots of flowers.
I'd make sure that not one stone is not left unturned.
I'd visit people that wouldn't talk to me.
I'd rejoice.
I'd visit friends that I haven't seen in years.
I'd give my clothes away to kids in poverty and show them a better life.
I'd donate my organs.
I'd tell my parents how much I love them.
I'd find myself.
I'd explode in a way that I've never exploded.
I'd break down my barrier.
I'd cry.
I'd let myself be loved.
I'd live my youth all over again.
I'd paint my Self Portrait.
I'd write my Biography.
I'd buy a bottle of Johnny Walker Blue Label.
I'd ride a horse on the beach.
I'd go bungie jumping.
I'd ask that no one mourns me.
I'd ask everyone to live life.
I'd ask to play Perico Rripiao during my funeral.
I'd meet with everyone I've ever exchanged an email with.
I'd ask that you Blog for me.
I'd live life.
I'd make music.
I'd find I.C.T.
I'd leave my wealth in the hands of my family.
I'd give my materialistic belongings to my cousins.
I'd leave as my presence in every sense of the word.

Rhode Island Trip

Well, I think it's time to visit freinds and family up in Providence this weekend. Wow, I haven't been up there since November! hmm... The drive up there from Jersey is a pain in the ass tho... I prefer driving at about 2 in the morning rather then 6 in the afternoon. Traffic on 95 heading through Conneticuit is the worst. Everyone is going home from work at about that time, and well... it's Friday afterall so traffic basically just stands still for 4 hours on some spots. Total time if you hit traffic is an average of about 4-5 hours. If you drive at speed limit, its about 3 hours. but if you drive like I do... haha... Well, I've made it in just under 2 hours... Ofcourse that hitting speeds of up to 140 mph on some spots, not getting pulled over by the cops, not stopping for gas, not having the urge of going to the little boys room, not getting hungry, and averaging about 90-100 mph... el cuco... Even I'm scared of myself right now... But its really relaxing having the highway to yourself late at night/early morning. I've actually passed cops at about 90 and they have never pulled out after me... Maybe that's because they don't want to be bothered at the moment. But thats when I really want to get home anyway. I ussually make it there in about 2.5 hours averaging 75-80 mph and thats about right since everyone is traveling at about 60-70 mph... Before I forget... Don't try to hit those speeds in a Nissan or a Honda... For that you may want to get an Acura, BMW, Infinity, Ferrari, Austin Martin...

I haven't been up there in a while but when I do go, I always go to Medeteranian on Saturday Nights and Mi Esquina after I get out... If I'm hungry during the day I'll visit one of the many Dominican Restaurants on Braod Street... There really isn't much to do up there. It's a quiet and peaceful place for the most part. There's a lot of cheap housing. The people are extremely nice (One of the reasons I always go back). It's definately not like the Tri-State Area at all. There is more of a family oriented enviroment. I think you tend to live the "country" life as opposed to the "city" life. Y las mujeres son bella y estan buenisima... Thank God I'm single...

Boston Market

Boston Market, my favorite place to eat... The mashed patatoes are unbelievable. They have that soft garlic, buttery taste that I have gotten down pat when I decide to make my own. The String Beans are yet another of my favorites. The Corn... I'm speachless... Cinamon Apples, my favorite dessert... Un plato de comida que me lo como con gusto y no tengo quejas...

Pero la baina es que no engordo! For Breakfast, I'll have a cinamon raisin bagel, toasted, cream cheese and 16 oz of Orange Juice. For lunch... un Señor Plato de Arroz con Vegetales con Pollo o con Carne Guizada... I'll have a snack at about 5 and finally at about 7 I'll have my Arroz, Habichuela y Carne o si no, mi Boston Market, o si no, un Plato de Pasta que no se da por nadie... made by yours truly... (maybe thats the problem...) and finally at about 10 I'll eat up on just about anything to calm my munchies... Esta baina me tiene cansado... Everyone tells me that I have a fast matabolism rate and that's why I'm not gaining the weight, and to wait until i hit 30 because thats when my matabolism rate will begin to slow down thus causing me to gain more weight...

Bueno, I'm stumped. If I work out, my muscles get ripped but there is no weight gain. Milk shakes, I can't stand them... and they can't stand me... any suggestions? what type of food to eat? What to look for?

Conoscan a Jack Veneno

Gracias a Osmany y a Remo por esta entrevista muy interesante...

Los Viejitos

Uno no se puede olvidar de los himnos que cantan los viejitos... Claro son poemas con palabras, pero la paciensa con que cantan es lo que me interesa. Ellos se sientan en su rincon y a darle masajes a su corazon por horas...

Un cuento de una doña amiga de la familia...

"Hay, cuando yo iva a la casa de Rosita, ella siempre me saludaba con una cancion"... y de la manera que lo canta... Con notas altas y bajas, y hasta con coro...

Lluego Juanita...
Lluego Juanita...
La muchachita...
Mas bonita...

Y asi por el estilo... Tambien me recuerdo del abuelo mio... A ese le gustaba cantar "El Negrito Del Batae" y ahora hasta a mi me gustan las canciones viejas de Joseito Mateo... Son canciones que todavia suenan, no importa quien la cante...

Ayuden a Dgrasiaiiita...

Con el amor que Dgrasiaiiita me has dado, Yo la quiero ayudar un poco para poder
mantener su rasterrias... Miren las fotos de estas jevas...

The Longer The Post

Bueno... I must say that only a few people are soo interested that they will stay and read those long posts... The opposite goes with money... The more money you have the more friends you have... digo... the more responsibilities you have...

Death...

You've covered the subject of death very well Huascar... You've made it a personal, meaningful, non-bias post... Thank You. For Me, that subject runs deep...

We all have something in common. No matter your age, your ethnicity, your skin color, your blood type, or your religion. Death... Death to me is real. When someone close to you passes away, you loose a part of your life that was always there and you are left with that blank space. A space that with time will be easy to fill, but hard to forget. You learned to love and now you need to learn how to un-love.

My expiriences with death in the family has probrably affected who I am today. I'm not saying that because of my personal expiriences I've become who I am, but the views of how I want to live my life may or may not be the same. For example, I know for a fact that I do not want to grow old alone and resurection is for those that believe in it...

"Come Grow Old With Me, The Best Is Yet To Be"

I'm sure that growing old with someone else has not changed since my early childhood dreams of being married to a beautiful loving woman with a family of our own. However I can't say the same about how I want to live my life as I grow old. Yo quiero ser un sinverguenza de primera clase... claro, sanamente, respuetuoso, con mucho amor y con Ella a mi lado...

Remembering the memories of my Grandfather, Juan Ramon Veloz, a man that lived his life in dignity, with the love of his family and everyone who knew him. haha.. I remember one summer... a hot day, blazing sun, no shade... and he was sitting in our backyard... My fathers best friend was also over visiting. We saw him and I decided to go around the house so he wouldn't see me... I take the hose... haha... and well.. you know... Up in the air goes the water and back down it comes... He looks around and sees no one... haha... Vuelvo de nuevo... and again he looks around and he says... "Pero Bueno, Hoy como que esta por llover..." lol... I cracked up... he got up and was like "Mira muchacho 'el carajo!"... Meanwhile my fathers friend was watching the whole thing and he was also cracking up... He was always a happy man and the memories that he left behind will never be forgotten.

I do shed tears, but I don't cry. This subject is extremely personal and perhaps at the end of this post I'll be letting it all out... who knows... My eyes are watery just from thinking about it...

On the day of my H.S. prom, my grandmothers sister passed away. Prom day was overshadowed by a wake and a Funeral. She was like Mother Teresa to my entire family. I was faced with a decision that not too many teens are faced with. Do I go to my Prom, or do I call everything off? I decided to go... That same night, a group of us was heading down to the Jersey Shore for the weekend. We got there alright... Along with a speeding ticket and I was also met face to face with my first real life death expirience. I was not feeling right, the day was cloudy, so I decided to call it an early Saturday and head back home... I fell asleep behind the wheel. I slammed on the brakes and spun around on the Garden State Parkway 2 times before I ended up on the grass of GSP shoulder. Gracias a dios y a tia, nada me paso...

My uncle. Diagnosed with Stomach Cancer at the age of 38, passed away at the age of 42. He was one cool uncle. Every time he got a new car, he was sure to swing by and pick me up for a ride. All we talked about was my first BMW, his favorite BMW, and the trips that we were going to take together to DR. We never got around to those days that we would spend together in DR... After his first operation, they removed 80% of his stomach. Kemo therapy would make him forget who I was. He was no longer who he used to be but I never stopped visiting or loving him. I always went to the Hospital when he wasn't strong enough to go home. Mt. Fiore Hospital, rm 733... The last great moment I had with him was a tape recording that I was going to send to DR where he didicated the song, Si Algun Dia La Ves/Sergio Vargas, to his wife...

Bueno... my Grandmother. Suicide is selfish. She left a note behind too... I always went to visit her and I don't understand why those that lived closer to her wouldn't stop by just to say hello... Esa baina me molesta.

Taboo you think? I think so... but since the subject was opened for discussion I'd have say that it depends on who's listening or reading in this case, the content that it holds, how the subject was approached and hope that it allows myself to be a bit more open to those that are willing to hear me out on a more personal level...

Super Bowl 39

So there I was watching The Last Samuri instead of Super Bowl 39. I think that the interest of the Super Bowl has died drastically since 1987 when the New York Giants defeated Denver 39-20. A few other of my favorite teams were the San Francisco 49er's ('85) and the Texas Cowby's ('93). Many can argue that there have been great Super Bowls since then, but since I find it hard to sit and watch play by play, something that I have not placed a bet on or have no major interest in, I simply catch the last minutes if its a close game and get the highlights from ESPN. That said, it was definately an exciting 2nd Half. But as predicted, the team with the Highest Payroll has won again. And yet another Philadelphia team fails to bring home a championship. I'm sure "Philadelphians" must be somewhat happy. I heard comments earlier this week that if they would have won, there was sure to be a riot of some sort. I have to give it up for Philadelphia tho. They got the last touchdown to bring the game to a 3 point deficit. But it wasn't enough... BTW... Emmit Smith retired earlier this week, and the winner's of the Super Bowl will no longer say, "I'm Going To Disney World!" That may be the result of last years little mishap with Janet Jackson and Justin Timberlake...

Besides, with lines like this, why wouldn't you want to catch the next Tom Cruise Movie:

"Imagine someone who hates you with the ut-most intestity. Grabbing a hand full of your hair while your lying frustrated, helplessly and scrapping a dull blade with a rusty knife around your scalp with a saw like motion and let your imagination grasp if you can Mr. Grahm, of a strong quick jerk on the turf of your hair to release any clean particles with half of your nervous system. You'll have some idea of how it feels like top be scapled...
...Mr. Grahm"

lol.. eh duro... not to mention creapy! Excelent movie tho... It reminds me of the book, The Art Of War, by Sun Tzu(Guide). Most fundamental of Sun Tzu's principles is that "All warfare is based on deception." I ran into a book the other day mocking Sun Tzu's, "The Art Of War"... the title of that book was; Sun Tzu Was A Sissy (Review), by Stanley Bing. "Conquer Your Enemies, Promote Your Friends, and Wage the Real Art of War". I read in a review that it's an easy argument that the level of rage in our society is at an all-time high. Think of the recent Pistons-Pacers brawl as a peek at what bubbles just beneath our collective psyche. Think of it also as an effective CEO's mind in action, and you've taken your first step to seeing the world Bing-style. "There is tremendous power in anger," he advises. Work is war-like; only the mean advance. We must expect nastiness. We must be prepared.... I'll be reading this book sometime soon just to see what it says for myself...

In The Time Of The Butterflies

Las hermanas Mirabal, nacen en Ojo de Agua, Salcedo. Las mismas son hijas del señor Enrique Mirabal y la señora Mercedes Reyes. Su primera hija, Patria, nació el 27 de febrero de 1924. Patria estudió en el Colegio Inmaculada Concepción de la Vega, donde se había graduado de dactilografía, en 1938. Patria se casó con Pedro Gonzáles, con el cual tuvo tres hijos.

Más tarde nace Minerva, el 12 de marzo de 1927. Minerva realizó sus estudios primarios y secundarios en el Colegio Inmaculada Concepción, de la Vega, al igual que su hermana Patria. Luego estudió derecho hasta graduarse, más tarde después de atravesar por una serie de acontecimientos desagradables durante el régimen de Trujillo. Uno de los motivos que la llevaron a enfrentar al dictador fue cuando ella tenía 10 añitos, una de las amiguitas, le contó como golpearon a su padre. Ya desde adulta, al ver todas las cosas malas cometidas por el dictador Trujillo se mantuvo en auge su deseos de lucha.

Minerva se casó con el Dr. Manuel A. Távarez Justo, con el cual tuvo dos hijos: Minú y Manolo Tavárez Mirabal.

La ultima de las hermanas fue María Teresa, el 15 de octubre de 1935. La misma estudio en el Colegio Inmaculada Concepción de la Vega y también en el Sagrado Corazón de Santiago de los Caballeros, donde se realizó como bachiller en el 1957. María Teresa se graduó de agrimensora y se matrimonió con el licenciado Leandro Guzmán, con quien procreó una hija llamada Jaquelín Guzmán Mirabal.

Las hermanas Mirabal fueron asesinadas un 25 de noviembre del 1960, cuando las mismas se dirigían a la Cárcel de Puerto Plata, donde se encontraban sus esposos apresados, cuando iban por el camino aparecieron unos hombres que detuvieron su Jeep en el cual viajaban junto a su chofer, quien era Rufino de la Cruz. Ahí mataron a las hermanas y a el chofer. Después de la matanza, las montaron en el vehículo y las tiraron por un hoyo, que estaba en las cercanías de la carretera, con esto hicieron creer que había sido un accidente.

Gracias A Jose Miguel Castellano.

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Trujillo had trampled the constitution, abolished basic human rights, and terrorized his opposition with torture, imprisonment, and death. The Mirabal sisters took up the struggle to bring down Trujillo's regime. On November 25, 1960, Patria, Minerva, Maria Teresa, and their driver, Rufino de la Cruz, were murdered on the outskirts of Puerto Plata. They lost their lives struggling to restore democracy and the rule of law to their beloved Dominican Republic. Their legacy will live forever in our hearts and the lessons they thought us cannot be forgotten. Six months after the Mirabals' death, the Trujillo regime came crumbling down when he was killed on the night of May 30, 1961

In The Time of The Butterflies, The Movie...

Nota** Quisiera dejarle saber a todos que no soy politico mucho menos historian de la Republica Dominicana. La historia de la Republica Dominicana que les presentare seran solamente hechos que estan escrito en el "libro" de la historia Dominicana.

Work

I have a huge task tomorrow and I have no idea of where to start with it... Programing PLC's for Turrets, Unwinds, Rewinds, and Spice Heads is very easy and its just like playing with robots in a way... Creating sequences that prohibit certain functions while other funtions are working is the easiest way of putting it... Using Newtons Laws is a key factor in all of these funtions. 1st force, 2nd acceleration, 3rd for every action there is an equal and oposite reaction... Then there are other the simple mistakes found in the wiring and electrical schematics that need to be cleared up. But most importantly I have to make sure I don't mess anything up. If something is in the way, it may break or even blow-up... We joke about it at work, but it's pretty serious... Well thats the point of my job. I have to make sure the machine has the correct sequencing and that all functions of the machine are working. I love my job, I just can't stand these deadlines they come up with as if you'll install a previous program without tweeking and testing before the shipping date. Then again isn't every job like that... Deadlines... does it really make the world go round? Without them you'd take your sweet time on everything you set yourself to do... you've got to have some goals...

XBox2

Wuepa... Ahora no se que voy hacer... o me compro el XBox2 o me compro el PSP...
XBOX2 Weblog
Gracias a Nuevayol por hacerme pensar en lo que no estaba pensando... haha

Being Politically Correct

Being politically correct and having the balls to get your point across does not always go over well... when you choose to talk about something that may or may-not offend someone, in politically correct terms, it makes you look like a "really nice person"... (hint: I'm being sarcastic/politically correct...)

Bueno enough of that gay shit... I could care less if I'm always politically correct and careful in the words that I choose... However, I'm always sub-consciencely aware of the words that I choose so that I don't offend anyone... or atleast I try... If i'm wrong about something I always appologize and I find the means to come to terms with whatever...

Clock Watchers

Clock Watchers... You don't want to be a clock watcher because then your co-workers/boss think your always watching the clock... you want to stay 10-15 minutes more then what your schedule says you should... at the end of the year that would be 250 hours of time that you can dedicate towards something else... The author commended the people that stayed 10-15 minutes late making long distance calls on company time... BTW I hate micromanagement! Asking what I'm up to every 10 minutes is not something that I need to think about... You tell me what has to get done and I'll let you know when it's done... If you ask me to give you something to do, I'd expect that you realize that you came to me asking for work... If the task is too big for you then you should let me know and I'll find the needs to accomodate you acordingly. If I'm 15 minutes late don't give any looks... If your15 minutes late, why not stay an extra 15 minutes at the end of the day... If your 15 minutes early, there seems to be a problem with you leaving 15 minutes early...

Time Management Tips...
Cursor With A Clock...

Type Pad

I thought about upgrading my Blog over to Type Pad... But considering the fact that I have to pay for more features, has made me re-evaluate the need for such a Blog... Perhaps in a few months I'll re-consider it and upgrade the Blog for more features but for the time being I think that a Free Blog is better then no Blog.

Personal Budgeting

Once again, I bring to you my beautiful spreadsheet for those that want to go on a budget... I think its very easy to use/fill out but if you have a problem or question on how to use it, I'd be more then happy to answer questions... good luck!

Budget Spreadsheet

It is also important to know what your credit report says! Some sites claim you can get it for free, but what I found out is that the majority of the sites ask for a credit card in order to keep you as a future customer and charge you for services you don't even want. If anyone knows where i can get a "free" credit report with fico score and graphs etc... You let me know... Meanwhile, the best place for you to get that credit report along with your Fico Score and graphs is @ Equifax. They have several options of getting a copy of your credit report starting at $4. Till next time!

Like Linux, Databases Going Open Source

Linux's legions of volunteer programmers say they can match Microsoft (NasdaqNM:MSFT - News) in manpower and beat it on price. The effort has forced the software giant to offer customers big discounts. In some Linux-friendly markets, Microsoft is selling low-cost versions of Windows... read the article here...

Talk about the next Bill Gates... Blake Ross was 15 when he began to work for Netscape as an Intern. At the age of 19 he released FIREFOX. It had more then 1 Million Downloads the first day! He is now attending Standford University...

Juanes!

AJ de El Blogazo tiene el tema "Me Da Igual" de Juanes... Yo mismo nunca la via escuchado y ahora me entere que la cancion es viejisima... Esa se la dedico a Bush...
Gracias AJ...

Whistle While You Work

I think I've become addicted to working. Thats not a good sign... as much as I love spending time with family, it's as if I grew apart from them... I was working second shift for about a year, and then I went on to have two full time jobs. Now that I have a "9-5" and after I get home,I keep working on other things! Is it just me???? I think so...lol... My father was in DR for two months and he's still lounging since he got back!

I Wish I Was There!

All I keep reading is how great our fellow blogger Alex Ferriera was at his performance in St. Domingo.
Bracuta
Gabi
Phsyco Lau
Knotty Kid

We have Smilies...

"Rule no. 1" ...scripts on one "platform"
...do not work on another "platform"

I know its long over due... The smilies used on the message/tag boards are inserted using programing codes that convert the characters into an image. However becuase of "rule no. 1" you can not simply click on the smiley you want to insert on www.Blogger.com. so... I went one step futher... as long as you type in the correct characters, your smiley will appear in my message board.
Good Luck!

DominicanPlayers.com

Raul Taveras, owner of DominicanPlayers.com(BLOG), and Member of DominicanBlogger.com, was mentioned in a coloum by
TJ Simers from the LA Times
on the Dominican Republics Winter League...

"SEVERAL PEOPLE e-mailed to say that Licey, the Dominican winter league team, released Dodger catcher David Ross, and according to a Dominican players' blog, Ross was not popular with the Licey fans after going four for 29 with one home run and nine strikeouts. Paul DePodesta loves him, though..."

The Real Survivor...

38 days after the Tsunami, 9 survivors have been found...

Five men, two women and two young girls were discovered in a forest on Campbell Bay island as they wandered through flattened villages on a remote Indian island, eating boars and coconuts.

Wuepa...

Teterboro, NJ.... Plane runs off the runway and onto Rt. 46!

Teterboro is the oldest operating airport in the Port District. Walter C. Teter acquired the property in 1917. During World War 1, North American Aviation operated a manufacturing plant on the site. After the war, the airport served as a base of operations for Anthony Fokker, the Dutch aircraft designer. The first flight from the present airport site was made in 1919. During World War II, the airport was operated by the Army Air Force. The Port Authority purchased it on April 1, 1949 from Fred L. Wehran, a private owner.

Teterboro is also one of the most popular private airports where celebreties fly in and out of... During the NY vs Boston Series in 04, Mariano Rivera flew in from Venezuela minutes before the game. Donald Trump also flies in and out of the city via Teterboro...

Read the entire article here...

Nepal's King Dismisses Government

The King is not playing around...

KATMANDU, Nepal - King Gyanendra dismissed Nepal's government and imposed a state of emergency on Tuesday, cutting off his Himalayan nation from the rest of the world as telephone and Internet lines were severed, flights diverted and civil liberties severely curtailed.

In an announcement on state-run television, the king accused the government of failing to conduct parliamentary elections and being unable to restore peace in the country, which is beset by rebel violence.

read the entire article here...

Imaginence algo asi en Rep. Dominicana... haha Hipolito lu viecen bo'tao desde el primer dia y no estuviera el pais en las condiciones que se encuentra hoy... Aunque todo son ladrones y politico corrupto que quieren benificiar de las frutas del pais sin que nadie se de cuenta...