Autor: Sergio Madrigal

  • What if she is the one

    Saving the world with meals on wheels. You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? They’re not aliens, they’re Earth…liens! Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas?
    You know when grown-ups tell you ‘everything’s going to be fine’ and you think they’re probably lying to make you feel better? All I’ve got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong?
    Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister. I am the last of my species, and I know how that weighs on the heart so don’t lie to me!
    The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant. You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME!
    You hit me with a cricket bat. You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME! *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in.
    You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? Annihilate? No. No violence. I won’t stand for it. Not now, not ever, do you understand me?! I’m the Doctor, the Oncoming Storm – and you basically meant beat them in a football match, didn’t you?
    No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in. I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in.
    No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
    No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. I’m nobody’s taxi service; I’m not gonna be there to catch you every time you feel like jumping out of a spaceship. You’ve swallowed a planet!
    Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there’s an escaped fish. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
    I’m the Doctor. Well, they call me the Doctor. I don’t know why. I call me the Doctor too. I still don’t know why. Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! All I’ve got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong?
    I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself. Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself.
    I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in. I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
    No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister. No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister.
    You know when grown-ups tell you ‘everything’s going to be fine’ and you think they’re probably lying to make you feel better? You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? You hit me with a cricket bat.
    *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! You’ve swallowed a planet!
    The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant. Did I mention we have comfy chairs?
    You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? Did I mention we have comfy chairs? No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister.
    I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself. Aw, you’re all Mr. Grumpy Face today. I’m the Doctor. Well, they call me the Doctor. I don’t know why. I call me the Doctor too. I still don’t know why.
    Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! Annihilate? No. No violence. I won’t stand for it. Not now, not ever, do you understand me?! I’m the Doctor, the Oncoming Storm – and you basically meant beat them in a football match, didn’t you?

  • Gathering with old friends

    Gathering with old friends

    Saving the world with meals on wheels. You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? They’re not aliens, they’re Earth…liens! Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas?
    You know when grown-ups tell you ‘everything’s going to be fine’ and you think they’re probably lying to make you feel better? All I’ve got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong?
    Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister. I am the last of my species, and I know how that weighs on the heart so don’t lie to me!
    The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant. You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME!
    You hit me with a cricket bat. You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME! *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in.
    You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? Annihilate? No. No violence. I won’t stand for it. Not now, not ever, do you understand me?! I’m the Doctor, the Oncoming Storm – and you basically meant beat them in a football match, didn’t you?
    No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in. I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in.
    No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
    No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. I’m nobody’s taxi service; I’m not gonna be there to catch you every time you feel like jumping out of a spaceship. You’ve swallowed a planet!
    Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there’s an escaped fish. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
    I’m the Doctor. Well, they call me the Doctor. I don’t know why. I call me the Doctor too. I still don’t know why. Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! All I’ve got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong?
    I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself. Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself.
    I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in. I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
    No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister. No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister.
    You know when grown-ups tell you ‘everything’s going to be fine’ and you think they’re probably lying to make you feel better? You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? You hit me with a cricket bat.
    *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! You’ve swallowed a planet!
    The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant. Did I mention we have comfy chairs?
    You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? Did I mention we have comfy chairs? No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister.
    I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself. Aw, you’re all Mr. Grumpy Face today. I’m the Doctor. Well, they call me the Doctor. I don’t know why. I call me the Doctor too. I still don’t know why.
    Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! Annihilate? No. No violence. I won’t stand for it. Not now, not ever, do you understand me?! I’m the Doctor, the Oncoming Storm – and you basically meant beat them in a football match, didn’t you?

  • Working From Home

    Saving the world with meals on wheels. You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? They’re not aliens, they’re Earth…liens! Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas?
    You know when grown-ups tell you ‘everything’s going to be fine’ and you think they’re probably lying to make you feel better? All I’ve got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong?
    Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister. I am the last of my species, and I know how that weighs on the heart so don’t lie to me!
    The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant. You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME!
    You hit me with a cricket bat. You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME! *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in.
    You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? Annihilate? No. No violence. I won’t stand for it. Not now, not ever, do you understand me?! I’m the Doctor, the Oncoming Storm – and you basically meant beat them in a football match, didn’t you?
    No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in. I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in.
    No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
    No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. I’m nobody’s taxi service; I’m not gonna be there to catch you every time you feel like jumping out of a spaceship. You’ve swallowed a planet!
    Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there’s an escaped fish. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
    I’m the Doctor. Well, they call me the Doctor. I don’t know why. I call me the Doctor too. I still don’t know why. Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! All I’ve got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong?
    I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself. Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself.
    I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in. I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
    No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister. No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister.
    You know when grown-ups tell you ‘everything’s going to be fine’ and you think they’re probably lying to make you feel better? You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? You hit me with a cricket bat.
    *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! You’ve swallowed a planet!
    The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant. Did I mention we have comfy chairs?
    You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? Did I mention we have comfy chairs? No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister.
    I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself. Aw, you’re all Mr. Grumpy Face today. I’m the Doctor. Well, they call me the Doctor. I don’t know why. I call me the Doctor too. I still don’t know why.
    Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! Annihilate? No. No violence. I won’t stand for it. Not now, not ever, do you understand me?! I’m the Doctor, the Oncoming Storm – and you basically meant beat them in a football match, didn’t you?

  • Best Photography Tips

    Saving the world with meals on wheels. You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? They’re not aliens, they’re Earth…liens! Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas?
    You know when grown-ups tell you ‘everything’s going to be fine’ and you think they’re probably lying to make you feel better? All I’ve got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong?
    Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister. I am the last of my species, and I know how that weighs on the heart so don’t lie to me!
    The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant. You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME!
    You hit me with a cricket bat. You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME! *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in.
    You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? Annihilate? No. No violence. I won’t stand for it. Not now, not ever, do you understand me?! I’m the Doctor, the Oncoming Storm – and you basically meant beat them in a football match, didn’t you?
    No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in. I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in.
    No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
    No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. I’m nobody’s taxi service; I’m not gonna be there to catch you every time you feel like jumping out of a spaceship. You’ve swallowed a planet!
    Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there’s an escaped fish. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
    I’m the Doctor. Well, they call me the Doctor. I don’t know why. I call me the Doctor too. I still don’t know why. Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! All I’ve got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong?
    I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself. Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself.
    I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in. I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
    No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister. No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister.
    You know when grown-ups tell you ‘everything’s going to be fine’ and you think they’re probably lying to make you feel better? You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? You hit me with a cricket bat.
    *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! You’ve swallowed a planet!
    The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant. Did I mention we have comfy chairs?
    You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? Did I mention we have comfy chairs? No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister.
    I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself. Aw, you’re all Mr. Grumpy Face today. I’m the Doctor. Well, they call me the Doctor. I don’t know why. I call me the Doctor too. I still don’t know why.
    Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! Annihilate? No. No violence. I won’t stand for it. Not now, not ever, do you understand me?! I’m the Doctor, the Oncoming Storm – and you basically meant beat them in a football match, didn’t you?

  • Sunday Afternoon Rituals

    Saving the world with meals on wheels. You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? They’re not aliens, they’re Earth…liens! Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas?
    You know when grown-ups tell you ‘everything’s going to be fine’ and you think they’re probably lying to make you feel better? All I’ve got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong?
    Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister. I am the last of my species, and I know how that weighs on the heart so don’t lie to me!
    The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant. You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME!
    You hit me with a cricket bat. You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME! *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in.
    You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? Annihilate? No. No violence. I won’t stand for it. Not now, not ever, do you understand me?! I’m the Doctor, the Oncoming Storm – and you basically meant beat them in a football match, didn’t you?
    No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in. I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in.
    No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
    No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. I’m nobody’s taxi service; I’m not gonna be there to catch you every time you feel like jumping out of a spaceship. You’ve swallowed a planet!
    Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there’s an escaped fish. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
    I’m the Doctor. Well, they call me the Doctor. I don’t know why. I call me the Doctor too. I still don’t know why. Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! All I’ve got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong?
    I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself. Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself.
    I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in. I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
    No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister. No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister.
    You know when grown-ups tell you ‘everything’s going to be fine’ and you think they’re probably lying to make you feel better? You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? You hit me with a cricket bat.
    *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! You’ve swallowed a planet!
    The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant. Did I mention we have comfy chairs?
    You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? Did I mention we have comfy chairs? No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister.
    I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself. Aw, you’re all Mr. Grumpy Face today. I’m the Doctor. Well, they call me the Doctor. I don’t know why. I call me the Doctor too. I still don’t know why.
    Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! Annihilate? No. No violence. I won’t stand for it. Not now, not ever, do you understand me?! I’m the Doctor, the Oncoming Storm – and you basically meant beat them in a football match, didn’t you?

  • Good Vibes Of Summer

    You know when grown-ups tell you ‘everything’s going to be fine’ and you think they’re probably lying to make you feel better? All I’ve got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong?
    Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister. I am the last of my species, and I know how that weighs on the heart so don’t lie to me!
    The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant. You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME!
    You hit me with a cricket bat. You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME! *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in.
    You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? Annihilate? No. No violence. I won’t stand for it. Not now, not ever, do you understand me?! I’m the Doctor, the Oncoming Storm – and you basically meant beat them in a football match, didn’t you?
    No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in. I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in.
    No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
    No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. I’m nobody’s taxi service; I’m not gonna be there to catch you every time you feel like jumping out of a spaceship. You’ve swallowed a planet!
    Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there’s an escaped fish. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
    I’m the Doctor. Well, they call me the Doctor. I don’t know why. I call me the Doctor too. I still don’t know why. Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! All I’ve got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong?
    I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself. Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself.
    I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in. I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
    No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister. No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister.
    You know when grown-ups tell you ‘everything’s going to be fine’ and you think they’re probably lying to make you feel better? You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? You hit me with a cricket bat.
    *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! You’ve swallowed a planet!
    The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant. Did I mention we have comfy chairs?
    You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? Did I mention we have comfy chairs? No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister.
    I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself. Aw, you’re all Mr. Grumpy Face today. I’m the Doctor. Well, they call me the Doctor. I don’t know why. I call me the Doctor too. I still don’t know why.
    Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! Annihilate? No. No violence. I won’t stand for it. Not now, not ever, do you understand me?! I’m the Doctor, the Oncoming Storm – and you basically meant beat them in a football match, didn’t you?

  • Go And Explore Things That Matters

    Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there’s an escaped fish. All I’ve got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong? They’re not aliens, they’re Earth…liens!
    Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! I’m nobody’s taxi service; I’m not gonna be there to catch you every time you feel like jumping out of a spaceship. Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there’s an escaped fish.
    I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in. I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks! No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
    Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there’s an escaped fish. Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks! I am the last of my species, and I know how that weighs on the heart so don’t lie to me!
    No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister. Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. Aw, you’re all Mr. Grumpy Face today. I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in.
    Did I mention we have comfy chairs? It’s art! A statement on modern society, ‘Oh Ain’t Modern Society Awful?’! I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks! It’s a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezes are cool.
    It’s a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezes are cool. I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in. No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister.
    They’re not aliens, they’re Earth…liens! It’s a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezes are cool. I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks! It’s a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezes are cool. They’re not aliens, they’re Earth…liens!
    It’s a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezes are cool. It’s a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezes are cool. It’s art! A statement on modern society, ‘Oh Ain’t Modern Society Awful?’! No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister.
    Annihilate? No. No violence. I won’t stand for it. Not now, not ever, do you understand me?! I’m the Doctor, the Oncoming Storm – and you basically meant beat them in a football match, didn’t you? They’re not aliens, they’re Earth…liens!
    It’s art! A statement on modern society, ‘Oh Ain’t Modern Society Awful?’! Annihilate? No. No violence. I won’t stand for it. Not now, not ever, do you understand me?! I’m the Doctor, the Oncoming Storm – and you basically meant beat them in a football match, didn’t you?
    They’re not aliens, they’re Earth…liens! No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
    It’s a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezes are cool. No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. Aw, you’re all Mr. Grumpy Face today. I’m nobody’s taxi service; I’m not gonna be there to catch you every time you feel like jumping out of a spaceship.
    I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in. Saving the world with meals on wheels. It’s art! A statement on modern society, ‘Oh Ain’t Modern Society Awful?’! It’s art! A statement on modern society, ‘Oh Ain’t Modern Society Awful?’!
    It’s art! A statement on modern society, ‘Oh Ain’t Modern Society Awful?’! You know when grown-ups tell you ‘everything’s going to be fine’ and you think they’re probably lying to make you feel better?
    No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. Did I mention we have comfy chairs? I’m the Doctor. Well, they call me the Doctor. I don’t know why. I call me the Doctor too. I still don’t know why.
    No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister. It’s art! A statement on modern society, ‘Oh Ain’t Modern Society Awful?’! *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do!
    Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there’s an escaped fish. I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
    The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant. I am the last of my species, and I know how that weighs on the heart so don’t lie to me!

  • Living A Minimalist Life

    You hit me with a cricket bat. It’s a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezes are cool. No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks!
    They’re not aliens, they’re Earth…liens! *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! I’m the Doctor. Well, they call me the Doctor. I don’t know why. I call me the Doctor too. I still don’t know why.
    Did I mention we have comfy chairs? Aw, you’re all Mr. Grumpy Face today. You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME!
    I am the last of my species, and I know how that weighs on the heart so don’t lie to me! *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in.
    You know when grown-ups tell you ‘everything’s going to be fine’ and you think they’re probably lying to make you feel better? I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks! I’m nobody’s taxi service; I’m not gonna be there to catch you every time you feel like jumping out of a spaceship.
    Saving the world with meals on wheels. *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness.
    You hit me with a cricket bat. No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister. I am the last of my species, and I know how that weighs on the heart so don’t lie to me!
    All I’ve got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong? You know when grown-ups tell you ‘everything’s going to be fine’ and you think they’re probably lying to make you feel better?
    Father Christmas. Santa Claus. Or as I’ve always known him: Jeff. I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks! I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks! You know when grown-ups tell you ‘everything’s going to be fine’ and you think they’re probably lying to make you feel better?
    I’m nobody’s taxi service; I’m not gonna be there to catch you every time you feel like jumping out of a spaceship. Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there’s an escaped fish. You’ve swallowed a planet!
    Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. Aw, you’re all Mr. Grumpy Face today. They’re not aliens, they’re Earth…liens! It’s a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezes are cool.
    I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself. They’re not aliens, they’re Earth…liens! Annihilate? No. No violence. I won’t stand for it. Not now, not ever, do you understand me?! I’m the Doctor, the Oncoming Storm – and you basically meant beat them in a football match, didn’t you?
    Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself. *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do!
    *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in. It’s art! A statement on modern society, ‘Oh Ain’t Modern Society Awful?’!
    Saving the world with meals on wheels. *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister.
    The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant. I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks!
    I’m nobody’s taxi service; I’m not gonna be there to catch you every time you feel like jumping out of a spaceship. *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do!
    They’re not aliens, they’re Earth…liens! Father Christmas. Santa Claus. Or as I’ve always known him: Jeff. I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in. You know when grown-ups tell you ‘everything’s going to be fine’ and you think they’re probably lying to make you feel better?
    I’m nobody’s taxi service; I’m not gonna be there to catch you every time you feel like jumping out of a spaceship. You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? You know when grown-ups tell you ‘everything’s going to be fine’ and you think they’re probably lying to make you feel better?

  • Crítica: Project Almanac (2014)

    Crítica: Project Almanac (2014)

    Muchas son las películas que han tratado el tema de los saltos en el tiempo y las paradojas que los acompañan.

    Con Project Alamanac tenemos la enésima propuesta basada en esta idea.

    Argumento

    David Raskin es un prometedor estudiante de instituto que se está esforzando por ser admitido en el MIT y obtener una beca de estudios.

    Su idea es presentar un proyecto científico que le abra las puertas del prestigioso centro de estudios.

    Buscando entre los trastos de su padre en el desván descubre una antigua cámara de vídeo en la que está grabado su séptimo cumpleaños.

    Visionando la cinta sus dos amigos y su hermana descubren algo que les llevará a los planos secretos de una posible máquina capaz de llevarles en el tiempo.

    Personajes

    David Raskin, el protagonista, es interpretado por John Weston. No está excesivamente brillante y cae en los tópicos de cerebrito de ciencias capaz de hacer de todo con un par de cables, conocer los principios físicos que subyacen a la práctica totalidad del continuo espacio-tiempo pero no le puede decir a la chica explosiva/popular del instituto que se muere por sus huesos.

    Jessi Pierce (Sofía Black) es la chica explosiva, que se integra en el grupo de raritos como por casualidad y claro, ¡boom!, surge el amor.

    De los otros tres actores principales, nada reseñable: estudiantes típicos americanos con los clichés de siempre.

    Lo bueno

    Por destacar algo de este producto prefabricado de la MTV, resulta relativamente interesante cómo tratan los saltos en el tiempo, muy al estilo de la grandiosa Efecto Mariposa, con las evidentes distancias, hablando de paradojas que se producen tras tocar algo en el pasado y sus posibles repercusiones en el futuro.

    Lo malo

    La forma de desarrollar las repercusiones de los saltos en el tiempo no queda en ningún momento claro. Los personajes de tan típicos resultan realmente predecibles y hay escenas realmente cómicas: «vamos a salvar el mundo… pero primero convirtámonos en los más populares del instituto».

    El final es a medias forzado y evidente, de tal forma que a uno se le queda el cuerpo con la sensación de que esperaba algo más.

    Lo peor

    Toda la primera parte de la película es completamente prescindible.

    Entre lo incómodo que resulta ver una película que pretende estar grabada con una cámara de mano, y lo surrealista que a veces resulta que determinadas escenas estén grabadas en ese formato (conversaciones intrascendentes, momentos en el instituto, etc.) los primeros 40 minutos se hacen infumables.

    Mención especial para los tres protagonistas capaces de desarrollar (y entender) una máquina del tiempo que se apoya en la física relativista, utilizar hidrógeno como combustible y que desconocen lo que es un puerto VGA.

    Un Efecto Mariposa «teen» y descafeinado

    En definitiva Project Almanac es un producto enfocado para los adolescentes que pueden llegar a disfrutar con estas paradojas temporales descafeinadas y esas historias de amor con un ligero tufo moralista.

    Prescindible.

    Nota: 5/10

  • De cuando las risas eran risas de verdad

    De cuando las risas eran risas de verdad

    Hace unos días tuve la inmensa suerte de reencontrarme con mi infancia.

    No es fácil, ya os lo digo.

    Es como un golpe de realidad. De repente caes en la cuenta de que hace un tiempo los límites de un pequeño pueblecito de una sierra perdida eran los límites de un mundo infinito.

    Ves en esas caras familiares el paso inexorable del tiempo. Son ellos, los mismos que hace tanto tiempo que te niegas a calcularlo, corrían detrás de ti mientras intentabas esconderte en el hueco entre dos casas de piedra.

    Dejamos por un momento nuestras vidas, ya tan distintas, y nos juntamos entorno a una paella. Una estupenda paella hecha por un tío de Segovia usando tomate frito y cebolla. Así somos nosotros.

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    Y entre las risas, las historias, los momentos recordados, te das cuenta del cambio, de que la imagen, aunque parecida ya no es la misma.

    Alguien cambió los «¿y a tí cuántas te han caído?» por «¿y tú dónde trabajas?». Ahora las bicicletas, aquellas maravillosas bicicletas que te llevaban al pueblo de al lado, allá en la lejanía, para poder comprar golosinas, aguardan cogiendo polvo en las grandes naves mientras que somos nosotros los que conducimos coches.

    Nos reunimos donde antaño se reunían nuestros abuelos para jugar la partida. Recuerdo con esa mezcla de nostalgia y alegría cómo para nosotros se trataba de un evento casi mágico. Y allí estábamos nosotros, de sobremesa, hablando sobre política, sobre el trabajo, sobre los problemas perennes del ser humano, como lo hacían ellos mientras se jugaban jarras de vino a una mano de truque.

    La vida entonces parecía sencilla y al abrigo de un techo plagado de estrellas imaginábamos lo que haríamos «cuando fuésemos mayores».

    La única botella que conocíamos era la que colocábamos en el centro de la plaza y que, bendita ironía, había que golpear lo más lejos que pudiéramos para salvarnos.

    Nuestra mayor preocupación era a quién le tocaría ponerse de portero o quien tendría que pagar esa noche al jugar al rescate.

    Todo pasa y todo queda, pero lo nuestro es pasar. Eso decía el genio Machado. Y ese momento de retorno pasó pero dejó en mi el poso de una realidad dulce.

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    Muchas veces no somos conscientes de la lenta erosión del tiempo. De las risas que ya forman parte del pasado, de las miradas que nunca volverán a posarse en nuestros ojos. Y en esas sucede un día como aquel sábado en medio de Agosto y te reúnes con gente que te recuerda que, a pesar de todo, siguen ahí. Perdidas en el día a día de un ingeniero, de un químico o de un policía nacional, tal vez escondidas en las grietas de la rutina que nos trajo el hacernos mayores.

    Pero todavía nos quedan risas de esas que eran risas de verdad.