Genbx...

noreply@blogger.com (Gonzalo Rocha) — Sat, 03 Oct 2009 23:27:00 +0000

Me encanta el cine asiatico. Hace una semana, fui a una convencion de anime realizada en colima, y me encontre con una pequeña joya de puesto, era uno en el que vendian cine asiatico. Despues me entere que tenian una pagina aqui en blogger

Y el video que se presenta en esta entrada es el trailer de una pelicula que conocia gracias a ellos. Les dejo el link a la reseña aqui.

El mas chingón

noreply@blogger.com (Gonzalo Rocha) — Fri, 25 Sep 2009 01:32:00 +0000

De venta en Soriana Villa de Alvarez, para quien lo quiera comprar. La verdad me vendría bien algo de esa autoestima.

Cerveza Duff

noreply@blogger.com (Gonzalo Rocha) — Fri, 25 Sep 2009 01:30:00 +0000

Encontré este curioso letrero en la entrada al café Gali, uno de los cafes/galerías mas conocidos de Cd. Guzman.

¡No sabía que alguien la hubiera sacado al mercado!

Ingredientes

noreply@blogger.com (Gonzalo Rocha) — Sat, 19 Sep 2009 20:47:00 +0000

Esta camisa es lo mas geek que he visto en lo que va del año.

Me gustaría manda a hacer una. (Es mas facil que comprarla por internet)

El nuevo fenomeno de Internet y la Tv: Kanye West

noreply@blogger.com (Gonzalo Rocha) — Sat, 19 Sep 2009 20:14:00 +0000

Que cada año pasa algo mas que interesante en los VMA no es noticia. (Si no preguntenle a Hilary Duff cuando Diego Luna le habló en español y la corrió de la escena.) Lo que si se vuelve una noticia interesante de compartir son las reacciones del publico, sobre todo en internet.

Yo sé que lo que hizo Kanye West en los VMA no fue nada lindo, mucho menos para Taylor Swift pero debo admitir algo: ¡Las fotos que aparecieron despues son algo divertidisimo!

Chequen la galeria de fotomontajes de Kanye West aquí.

La Academia

noreply@blogger.com (Gonzalo Rocha) — Wed, 19 Aug 2009 19:33:00 +0000

Estaba tan emocionado por que ese iba a ser mi primer dia en la academia. Era una escuela muy grande; tenia cuartos, varias salas comunes, e interent inalambrico. Podia quedarme ahi para siempre.Habia llevado a mi novia a conocer el lugar. Ella tambien quedo maravillada con el lugar, tanto asi que todo el tiempo estuvo diciendo que le gustaria vivir ahi conmigo.

Tenia que bajar mis maletas y llervarlas a mi cuarto. Como era un cuarto de puros hombre, ella no podia entrar. La deje con un amigo suyo mientras yo me instalaba. Habian ido a la tienda a comprar algo, la verdad no recuerdo que, golosinas seguramente.

Baje mis maletas de la van y me dirigi directamente a mi cuarto. Cuando pase por la sala comun de mi grado, muchos muchachos de masomenos mi edad estaban muy entretenidos, algunos jugando juegos de mesa y otros jugando guitar hero en la consola. Al llegar a mi cuarto me encontre con un anciano recostado en la cama que estaba justo al entrar en la habitacion. El viejo estaba platicando con un muchacho menor cobre su juventud y sobre como habia ganado un record guiness haciendo bombas con chicles.

Yo tire mis maletas con alivio y comenze a desempacar. Saque cuidadosamente mi ropa y la doble en el baul que estaba al pie de mi cama. Cuando hube terminado me dirigi hacia la puerta entusiasmado por ver de nuevo a mi novia.

El anciano me dirigio una mirada curiosa y me dijo: "Chico! no te gustaria oir mis historias?"
"Ahora no señor, tal vez luego." Le conteste en tono amable. El anciano alzo sus hombros en tono de resignacion y dijo: "Sera otro día entonces"

Me dirigi hacia la sala comun donde los muchachos aun seguian entretenidos en la consola. La cruce sin mirar a nadie y luego sali del campus.

Comenzé a recorrer la acera para llegar hacia donde mi novia estaba. En el camino, me encontre con mi mejor amiga uqe estaba muy entretenida hablando con unos muchachos. Ella era la responsable de que Tania y yo nos conocieramos.

"Que tal?" La saludé.
"Hola Gonzalo!" Me dijo emocionada.
"Como has estado?"
"Muy bien, muy bien y tu?"
"Desde que tengo a Tania no puedo quejarme."
"A por cierto de tania la vi tomando y cre que se emborrachó" Me dijo con un tono preocupado.

En ese momento temí lo peor y comenzé a correr por la acera. Sabia que Fernando no era alguien de confianza si tania estaba ebria. Mi corazón comenzo a latir con tal fuerza que empezé a respirar muy mal. Mi respiración entrecortada apenas me permitía correr. Y la preocupacion empeoraba mi estado. No podia permitir que él le hiciera algo a Tania.

Corri como nunca en mi vida. Mi prima me saludo desde su camioneta pero yo estaba tan preocupado que le hice caso omiso. Lo unico que había en mi mente entonces era salvarla a ella.

Cuando por fin llegue, ella estaba muy ebria. Apenas podia caminar y estaba muy euforica. El y Fer reían a mas no poder. El estaba sobrio y la ayudaba a levantarse cuando se caía. Cuando Tania vio que me acercaba le dijo a a Fercho con un aire de desprecio hacia mí:

"Ash, ya vamonos"
"Claro" Dijo el ayudandola a entrar en su camioneta.
"Tania!" Grite desesperado.
"Que!?" Jamas la habia visto tan enojada, mucho menos conmigo. Conmigo siempre habia sido dulce.
"A donde vas?"
"Ash que te importa!" Me replico enfadada.
"Vamonos Fercho"
"No te vayas porfavor!" Le dije tomandola delicadamente del brazo.
"Sueltame!" Me grito al mismo tiempo que se sacudia para liberar su brazo.
"No vayas!"
"Ash, solo una mojadita" Me dijo sin pensar.

La Academia by Gonzalo Rocha is licensed under a Creative Commons Reconocimiento-No comercial-Compartir bajo la misma licencia 2.5 México License.
Based on a work at docs.google.com.

Jackson de gira segun Last.fm

noreply@blogger.com (Gonzalo Rocha) — Wed, 01 Jul 2009 17:07:00 +0000

Acabo de entrar en mi perfil de last.fm y han dicho que Michael Jackson esta de gira. Pero cuando me meti a ver las fechas de los conciertos he visto que son solo conciertos tributo. xD

last.fm|Fechas MJ

Niño cambia un sony walkman por su iPod (Los tiempos cambian.)

noreply@blogger.com (Gonzalo Rocha) — Mon, 29 Jun 2009 16:59:00 +0000

Los de la BBC hicieron un experimento intereante que en mi opinion se estaba tardando en aparecer. Le cambiaron a un niño de 13 años (por una semana) su iPod por un Sony Walkman. He aqui el veredicto:

Mi papa me habia dicho que era grande, pero no TAN grande.
Invente una forma de hacer shuffle, sostenía el boton de regresar y lo soltaba aleatoriamente.
Definitivamente no era de bolsillo, a menos que tuvieras un bolsillo enorme.

Vía: BBC News

Como evitar que la computadora de algun familiar se ralentize.

noreply@blogger.com (Gonzalo Rocha) — Thu, 25 Jun 2009 18:54:00 +0000

Seguramente todos conocemos a una u otra persona que tiene su pc tan lenta que decide dejarla de usar, y al final terminan "formateandola". Por que no los ponen a leer este post de Cecilia en AccesoDirecto y se evitan ese gasto?

Como un plus les recomiendo que si son lo suficientemente geeks, hagan una desfragmentacion del disco duro de vez en cuando, no saben cuanto ayuda. ;)

Via: Acceso Diresto

Lo que una Mac puede llegar a hacer.

noreply@blogger.com (Gonzalo Rocha) — Thu, 25 Jun 2009 16:27:00 +0000

Buenisimo el video! Creo que conseguire una Mac. TheNextWeb

Arcoiris en Google Reader

noreply@blogger.com (Gonzalo Rocha) — Mon, 22 Jun 2009 20:05:00 +0000

Desde hace un tiempo que uso la extension Better GReader para pimpear mi lector de feeds. Entre tantas otras opciones que tengo activadas en esta extension figura una llamada Colorful List View que me permite colorear el titulo del feed dependiendo del rss al que pertenezca.

Lo curioso es que hoy en la mañana estaba leyendo mis feeds y me encontre con esto:

A mi me parece como un arcoiris o una bandera gay.

Tienen que verlo, IMPERDIBLE

noreply@blogger.com (Gonzalo Rocha) — Thu, 18 Jun 2009 02:46:00 +0000

Muy linda la parte de la cancion no creen?

Via:El Blog De　Ciro

Chapter I Finished

noreply@blogger.com (Gonzalo Rocha) — Sat, 13 Jun 2009 16:24:00 +0000

It was a drizzly day of February. Valentine’s Day. You
could feel the cold of the last winter still on the town. The streets were
covered with cold drizzle and it was almost impossible to walk them without
falling down. The town was on valentine holidays. Everybody was in the stores
buying candies for the people they cared about. It was a beautiful day to hang
out with your friends. Or perhaps someone more important to you.

The town was a chaos. Everybody was on the street,
locals and even visitors. It was the kind of day when you can found a lot of
people around. You could see girls going out of stores with really big
heart-shaped balloons. Also, boys with their skate boards walking around
looking for someone or something.

We entered at the coffee shop of the town all wet
because of the rain of the streets. That was my first "date" with
Kenia, (if you could call that a date). We spent all the afternoon talking
about music and movies. I felt like everyone around were staring at us and I
didn't know why. Maybe we were a weird couple. Just imagine a very cute girl
with such a weird guy like me. I thought I didn't deserve this kind of girl for
me. But I wasn't willing to leave her now that I finally had something with
her.

Just when we were sited a really good looking guy came
straight to our table to take our orders.

“Hello, my name is Mark, are you ready to order?”

“Yes, I am” replied Kenya immediately. I felt how a
rush of jealousy started to fill my entire body. It was obvious he catch her attention.
I noticed how she looked distracted by him. I was unwilling to share her with a
guy like these. He was very handsome. It took me a lot to take her here and I
wasn't giving up just for a boy that she probably never going to see again.

“OK” he said taking a little notebook from his pocket.
“Shoot”.

She laughed. Oh my god and he was funny too. How I was
supposed to compete with that?

“I will take…” said Kenya looking on the menu “hum, I
think I will have a cappuccino”

He wrote it on his stupid little notebook.

“And for you” He turned to me with a sense of
unwillingness. Like a boy turning to his father when he was just been grounded.
Obviously he wasn't sharing her with me neither.

“A mocha cappuccino” I said looking straight at him
like if I wanted to get in a fight.

“OK” He looked strange at me. “I will be right back,
OK?”

“Sure” She replied smiling. He started to walk away from
our table. "He is such a nice guy isn't he?"

"Yeah, I noticed." I probably sounded jealous
because she looked at me with some sort of strange looks that. Like if she just
didn't like the way I said it. I was almost sure she catched me up with that.

Suddenly Kenia's cell phone started to ring.

“Hello? “ She answered. A male voice started to sound
on her phone. It sounded awfully serious.

“I'm with Frank, dad" She said hoping to get a
positive answer from that. I heard the male voice again. "No dad, I asked
mom and she said it was okay.”

She made a pause as she looked at me worried, like if
she wanted me to help her. I stare back don't knowing what to do.

“Please dad it’s Valentine’s Day!" She begged her
father. I stared back to her. I didn't knew what to do.

Suddenly Kenia's expression changed to a smiling face.
"Yeah, dad. I love you. Bye.” She closed his cell phone.

“It was my dad; he wanted me to return home now.”

"Oh" I knew I sounded disappointed. “If you
want I can take you home".

"No, it’s okay I convinced him and he let me stay
for a while more"

"Oh. Great!" I said. My smile came out
again.

"Yeah he is a little jealous about me…" Kenia
paused. Like she didn't wanted to continue. But she did. "Because I am an
only daughter".

"Oh. Really?" I said interested.

"Yes, I only have a brother. Not any
sisters." She started to play with her hair. “How would it be if I had an
older sister?” She said to herself.

"Maybe not so cool if she tried to steal the boys
from you. Don't you think?" I was trying to get something from that.

"Yeah probably" She didn't seem to
understand.

"And that's why he is so jealous about you when
you hang out with boys. Doesn't he?” I said interrupting her thoughts.

"Yes, he thinks that all my friends are just
careless boys who don't want to have something serious with me"

"But, you know I’m not that. Right?" I said
worried.

"Yes of course, I know you are just a great guy"
She said as she took a drink of her coffee.

“A little crazy bastard" Said joking. "But
you're still my favorite guy.” That last part of bastard sounded a little
offensive to me. But I didn't really care about it.

Kenia smiled at me with big brown eyes. I felt how our
eyes crossed for a second. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever
experimented. And then, an awkward minute just rise from nowhere.

"I wonder why they don't have Starbucks in the
town" I asked looking around. I wanted to break the thin layer of ice
between us.

"There is one in Colima" Said Kenya looking
around too.

"Yeah, but I don't imagine myself going over
every time I want a latte coffee, you know." I was trying to sound funny.
She laughed. Their moves make her almost drop her coffee.

We spent all the afternoon chatting about normal teen
issues: our grades in high school, TV programs, and music. The time went pretty
fast as I had been with her. It was almost 10 o'clock and she had to be home by
10:30. Time passed just so quickly when I was around her. And so slow when I
wanted to see her. We paid our drinks and head to the front door. A big wooden
door.

The streets were pretty dark at that time. I was
afraid to let her walk home. I insisted to walk with her. She accepted almost immediately,
without any doubt. It looked like she was thinking the same as me.

"The moon is full tonight" I said looking to
the dark sky above us.

She looked at it too. "Wow. Actually it is!"
Her cheeks appeared too colored for me. Like if she felt embarrassed for
something. But maybe it was just the light. Maybe.

A black cat made his way in front of us. She made a
little funny jump away from it. I thought she was scared of the cat.

"Why did you do that? Kenia" I said. I was
not letting go such an opportunity to talk.

"I hate cats" She said

"Why?"

"Cuz they give you bad luck"

"I didn't know you were so superstitious"

"Why? Am I a weirdo if I think that?" She
worried.

"No, of course not" You are everything but a
weirdo.

"Do you believe in some kind of
superstition?" She asked as she jumped over a tree in the floor and almost
fell.

"I do hide my fingers every time I walk by a
cemetery"

"Oh I didn't know that one!" She had a
beautiful smile on her face. It still looked colored to me.

"Yeah, it’s pretty cool" I knew that was the
end of the conversation. Perhaps just for a while.

We head into a cementery drive. A very creepy one. One
I didn't remembered.

"Hide your thumbs between your fingers" I
whispered to her in the ear. I did to.

She closed her eyes and did just as I told her. When
we were away from the cementery she opened them again. She looked at me like if
she was my little girl.

"So tell me about your parents" I said
trying to avoid a speechless walk from now on. It was much more difficult for
me to walk with her without talking because I felt like I was been observed by her
somehow intimidating eyes.

"Ahm, they are like a normal couple I
guess." Then she narrowed her eyebrows as she looked at me. "Why so
interested in my parents?"

I was trying to be polite. "Just to break the
ice" I smiled.

We were already in her house. It was a beautiful house
thought. A white 2-floor house with one window on the front of the first floor
and two on the second. Thought the left one was the one on Kenia`s room.

She had her face looking down. Almost as if she didn't
want to noticed we were already home. I call her with a gesture of my hand on
her shoulder.

"Kenia, were here."

She raised her face and saw his house. She was as
disappointed as me, thought.

She just stood on the street in front of the
impressive house. She looked to the floor again. She didn't wanted to leave.

“Kenya” I call her quietly

“Yes?” She responded looking at me

“Can I" I hesitated as I get the guts to say it. “Kiss
you?”

“Why not.” She just said as she started to get closer
to me. I smelled her skin for the first time on that day. Her hair suddenly
touched my skin and tickled me. The most exciting tickles I've ever had.

Then our eyes closed, our mouths started to break the
distance between them. I couldn't imagine this was actually happening! The
thing that I always dreamt about was actually happening! I started to feel her
respiration on my face. Her lips were on mine. She had a flavored lip gloss. Strawberry, I thought.

Y otra vez con la PROP 8

noreply@blogger.com (Gonzalo Rocha) — Wed, 10 Jun 2009 00:57:00 +0000

Hace unos meses tuve el privilegio de vivir en USA, justamentente en la eleccion del nuevo presidente obama. Una de las proposiciones que la verdad me hicieron "enojar" fue la 8, en la cual se le quitaba el derecho a las parejas gays a casarse.

Hoy, via el blog de MarkHoppus me entero que este sentimiento en contra sigue vivo:

Recuerdo que era muy comun ver carros con calcamonias de SI a la 8 o NO to PROP8. En lo personal yo hubiera pegado uno de NO A LA 8!

Via: MarkHoppus

Cosas de la vida

noreply@blogger.com (Gonzalo Rocha) — Tue, 09 Jun 2009 02:15:00 +0000

"Why you fear me? I won't bite you. Would i?"

Por que no puedo ser tu?

noreply@blogger.com (Gonzalo Rocha) — Thu, 28 May 2009 21:37:00 +0000

El primer dibujo que escaneo....

Estoy muy orgulloso n_n

Campaña derechos Humanos: Copyright

noreply@blogger.com (Gonzalo Rocha) — Mon, 25 May 2009 20:34:00 +0000

Nota: Este post lo he hecho para una tarea en la que tenemos que promover los derechos humanos.

El derecho de autor o copyright se refiere al derecho que tiene un autor sobre su obra. Este derecho declara que el autor es unico dueño de la obra y tiene completo derecho a hacer con ella lo que quiera. Asi mismo ninguna otra persona tiene derecho de copiar, hacer trabajos derivados u otras acciones sobre la obra, sin el derecho explicito del autor.

Un ejemplo muy común que esta sucediendo en este medio es el de un juicio a los fundadores de un tracker de Bittorrent (hagase click en los terminos para una definicion). Los famosisimos administradores de The Pirate Bay tuvieron que afrontar un juicio en el que se les acusaba de infringir el copyright al subir links de descarga a ciertas obras con derecho de autor.

Este juicio generó muchos comentarios al respecto en la web, tanto positivos como negativos.

Por favor quisiera que des tu opinion al respecto en los comentarios, y si tuviste alguna duda no dudes en preguntar. La idea es generar un foro de debate sobre el tema en los comentarios.

Nota: para hacer un comentario solo haz click en donde dice: Djer Tu Comentario.

Groveshark se renueva al estilo Rock Band

noreply@blogger.com (Gonzalo Rocha) — Sat, 23 May 2009 01:24:00 +0000

Desde que me entere de la existencia de Grooveshark no me he despegado de el ni un minuto, siempre que quiero escuchar una nueva cancion antes de bajarla siempre recurro a èl.

Hoy tuve una grata sorpresa al entrar para esuchar algo de buena musica y me encontre con que tiene una pequeña diferencia en su look.

Veanlo ustedes mismos: Grooveshark

Quien deberia ganar el premio nobel por mejor robot en la historia?

noreply@blogger.com (Gonzalo Rocha) — Tue, 19 May 2009 21:21:00 +0000

Nada de Astroboy, o MazingerZ, es Bender Rodriguez de futurama!

blink-182 de regreso.

noreply@blogger.com (Gonzalo Rocha) — Mon, 18 May 2009 03:40:00 +0000

Yo se que muchos de ustedes como yo estuvieron esperando el regreso de blink-182 desde que supimos que se separó, y las buenas noticias ya han llegado a las paginas sobre musica alternativa mas importante; como la pagina web de la internacionalmente famosa estación de radio KROQ FM e incluso en el blog personal de Mark. (Tambien puedes ver algunas fotos aqui.)

Por que he dejado el metorflog.

noreply@blogger.com (Gonzalo Rocha) — Sun, 17 May 2009 15:25:00 +0000

Ademas de que tenia un pesimo servicio, el servicio de flogs metroflog.com daba mucho que desear en cuanto a sus usuarios, la mayoria son niños egocentricos que subian fotos de sus pechos desnudos (?). Es por eso que he dejado por la paz el flog y he decidido usar mi blog (que si que lo he tenido abandonado) para compartir mis fotos.

La verdad se me hace mucho mejor por que puedo subir las fotos que se me den la gana. xD

Foto: Gizmodo

En veces la tecnologia... OMG!

noreply@blogger.com (Gonzalo Rocha) — Sun, 17 May 2009 15:15:00 +0000

Alguien parpadeo?

En veces la tecnologia puede ser muy frivola.

Visto en Gizmodo

A proposito de la pandemia.

noreply@blogger.com (Gonzalo Rocha) — Sun, 17 May 2009 14:54:00 +0000

Tu, pequeño bastardo. Tu nos mataste a todos.

Visto por ahi.

4:25 en la mañana...

noreply@blogger.com (Gonzalo Rocha) — Sun, 17 May 2009 09:25:00 +0000

Son las 4:25am en este lado del mundo y aun no tengo sueño.

Me he puesto a esuchar la kroq online. Algo de Rise Against the Machine.

Creo que ire a dormir ahora, buenas noches.

Entrevista a Chris Holmes

noreply@blogger.com (Gonzalo Rocha) — Sat, 09 May 2009 18:54:00 +0000

Me he encontrado con esta genial entrevista a Chris Holmes (ingeniero de audio de blink-182 y Red Hot Chilli Peppers). Muy bueno aunque en ingles.

MikeLipnowski