Thursday, February 18, 2010

Memorial Wordings Plaque

Because I feel like ...

I have to ask permission not to love
point is my decision and I think
If you do it because I feel like
If you want to miss you can not do anything about it
If I cry for you are my eyes that decision makers do not meddle

Not one to do
If I stop eating do not try to control me If I die of hunger
blame me Do not play
important
If my desire to stay with you Do not stop me wherever I

why I'm free as the wind
If I write nice things, is it my imagination
your bad intent can not leave my mind blank
If I give my
heart turn not away my ears only hear those beats hits

Monday, February 15, 2010

Moncler Woodbury 2011.

"El Torito never sleeps. Welcome to the Bull "

either a Thursday, I leave work early and I long for her to run away. We go to dinner at the bar where Michele will be played in the band of an acquaintance. I will not deny that I made, have been almost 3 liters of chela from 8pm to 2 am we arrived and we left. The plan was perfect: cenita, chelas, rock, live music, spend the night with her, and leave the next day at work and then go to Veracruz to spend the entire weekend. With that in mind, we decided to cut before the party.

2am Being just ask the bill and walked to where the car was parked. Already in the car, driving by between streets to avoid the main street and the police, until I go to an axis. I drive a little longer, I turn up the music volume and far distinguish the flash of red and blue lights. "Uta! a patrol. " As had been "fast" low speed so as not to draw attention to spend time with them and just do that when I approached, the more I see the classic "drums" in orange placed to close the street and the silhouette of a soldier . "Breathalyzer" is the only thing that reached to think. Too late to go down another street. Beckon me to join the row me review and see that I have no other or fart. The previous times I've had, everything is a short interview, as I have, where I go, how long it takes. I with all the tranquility of the world tell them that Well, I've made some and I'll leave my girlfriend "around here" to your home. After that, they should let me go with a "Come on girl, go with care." Confident, under the window, the officer is about asking the questions until the fateful routine: "Get out of the car please, let's do the test." Then

classic, one that does not blow or blows too soft and the other "blow well please." Ok, I breathe. And the device starts to beep that. BIP BIP BIP BIP * *. He looks at me coldly and said: "The allowed limit is 0.4, 0.54 and you'll have to refer you to the judge to issue the corresponding administrative penalty." VERGA.

still try to fix something with the officer, but you can not do anything. Then I find out that no human power to get you to achieve once they have issued the ticket with the results of the test. So let me know, "please close your car well, remove the brake and the alarm." Jenn notice him, and all the pain and sorrow in my heart I have to send a taxi to your home. I see how my car will be towed while I go up to the patrol. I still can not fall completely on the twentieth of what is happening. Next to me is another wey, his friends (just as drunk or more) make the ball around trying to convince patrol officer any release him. To make matters worse, the patrol did not start, and we have to wait until your current pass. Apparently already lead us to judge but to try to pass a bridge patrol stops. Pfff! Not start again so ask for support. On the radio you hear ads like "in that street are stealing tsurus, please be alert" or "black jetta suspect, last seen in ...." The minutes pass and the support does not, we've been waiting a long time to finally change our patrol and now if, with the judge. On arrival we take data and we go through the medical examiner

The doctor asked me some information back: name, age, what day is today, "well ... if it is vienres then it must be February 12" I checked the pupils and then the throat with the flat stick. I feel nauseous. "That always makes me nauseous," he commented. "Let's see." I close my eyes, open my mouth and feel the touch of wood back nausea. I do not realize that she is already at his desk finishing the report. "That's it" and I have to wait again to the judge. I hope to get another unfortunate lie, 40-45 years and the talk among officers is in tone: "Are all? Already this share? "-" Yes, this is the last "-" You really last? "In a tone of impatience. - "Yes, they are all" That little mother. Would come later as long as none of this was happening. It would have taken the viaduct as ever. Any.

already with the judge informs me that according to the doctor, I'm fine for a hearing, take me back data, asks if I know that I stopped and ask me to tell you what happened. Informs me that the penalty prescribed is 36 hours from that time. 4:20 a.m..

sent me to the officer and I go to the galleys. In the cell that I get is a concrete slab and a hole in the floor that will make the function of the bath. Two types on the plate with the same fate as me. One on each side, sitting, waking or sleeping, do not know. No way to lie down so I'm in the middle to "warm cement." Yes is uncomfortable, what did you expect?. In order to find a position less Piore and try to sleep a little. I like to go to another cell that came with me on patrol and can only wait. After a while we "wake up" to move to not know where yet, ask us to take off his belt and shoelaces and we climb a pick-up. 15 total bastards, tight, poorly seated, nearly three-foot, cuclilas, sitting on the floor or as we can, four policemen ago. After the accident

journey we arrived at destination. The truck stops and allow us to stretch our legs down because "this is for long, young people." We are outside a hall White and still waiting. The morning is not so cold. Shortly after being opened around 8am and we play on the official opening welcomes us with a friendly

"El Torito never sleeps. Welcome to the Bull "...