10/31/07 06:27 - 63ºF - ID#41910
Sex, drugs and carbon polluting.
Since already (e:tinypliny) has made her own letter to Roswell's Trump regarding better environmental practices, then maybe I can draft something up as well that provides an example of a company as large as HSBC already making these efforts. Surely a cancer institution will do so as well. This all reminds me that I have to look for a washable plate and utensils that come in a small case I can carry to and from work in the meanwhile. I have used more Styrofoam in the last couple of months at Roswell than I have in the whole year. (e:tinypliny) is glaring at me with her beady little eyes of disapproval while I'm eating lunch.
It is Halloween and I have no scary movies and tricker treaters will never reach me in my lair that has no door bell. I haven't had tricker treaters in so long. Today I overheard someone saying that because there wasn't prayer in schools anymore that people were dressing up as devils and what not. I love dressing up as a devil. They are so scary. When I saw who had said this I was surprised at who it was. It seemed like inapropriate conversation (time and place), but I guess I am not always so appropriate either like during my lunch time conversations in the cafeteria that are usually too loud about sex, drugs and carbon polluting.
10/29/07 07:48 - 53ºF - ID#41867
They have a trolley in Ybor.
This Saturday Market sign is upside down. A sign of discontent and strife?
Ybor City Museum
The museum is housed in this old Cuban bread bakery.
Some guy would crawl into the oven while it was still hot to repair the broken tiles. He would cover himself in wet burlap to do it.
El lector. This person was paid by the workers to read to them. El ingenioso hidalogo Don Quijote de la mancha was a popular read.
Factory work station.
Ten Year War
José Martí would stay in the house of Paulina Pedroso, a black Cuban immigrant, while staying in Ybor city in order to raise support for the Cuban independence movement. He would often stay up late into the night writing by candle light in her and her husbands house which is now a park commemorating Martí and his devotion to Cuban independence.
Teddy was one rough rider cowboy.
These mosaic tiles are found outside the Columbia restaurant which has very good Cuban food. I love this tile and got a couple of post cards of it.
My mom and I. I had the loma de cerdo (pork) and we shared a pitcher of Mojitos. There were Cubans working there and eating there which I loved. It really reminded me of eating in Cuba especially when the Cuban guys kept checking me out to the point that even my mother noticed. That is Cuban men for you. God help you if you are a woman and a foreigner in Cuba. They will look at you no matter what. They are way more sexual and open then we are.
Here I am an amigo de José Martí. This park where Paulina Pedroso's house once sat is now a park owned by the Cuban government. The park is run by Cuban exiles now who keep it under lock because of vandalism which may be political in nature. They only keep the park open during the week for a couple of hours. Inside is soil from each of the provinces of Cuba. This kind of park is very common in Cuba.
Here he is the man who is adored by all Cubans.
I put my foot in trying to once again touch Cuban land. If I could go back I would....I really would. It makes me so sad that maybe I never will be able to go back. It was so expensive for me to go the first time through UB, I couldn't even afford it then, but I did it anyways. Now I can only go illegally and risk being punished for doing so. Land of the free people, land of the free.
I also stopped at this photo exhibit of pictures from Cuba. They had some nice work there, but I was expecting way more. I could have contributed if I had known.
10/25/07 09:16 - 50ºF - ID#41802
Beauty is in the palm of our hands.
10/24/07 06:04 - 57ºF - ID#41784
I'm worried about my sister. I hope she doesn't have long term problems. She is hurting a lot from the collision, but at least she is alive. I can't believe this, I just saw her. Things are rough right now between her and my mom and It's scary how close we came to losing her. Maybe now their relationship will get better knowing that at any moment one of us could be gone.
10/23/07 11:44 - 49ºF - ID#41771
10/23/07 11:12 - 48ºF - ID#41770
Losing my fear of squirrels
10/23/07 10:22 - 48ºF - ID#41768
This is a picture I took of a picture of the NY Times 10/23/07
by Kamran Jebreili
First Lake Helps to Fight Stigma On Breast Cancer
10/17/07 07:24 - 64ºF - ID#41695
Herman Badillo. Español
Una de los estudiantes míos era puertorriqueña y ella me enseño una palabra de español. Bochinchera. Significa según ella, una que le gusta platicar los negocios de los demás con otras personas.
¡No sea una bochinchera! Ni una jamona como se dice de las mujeres que quedan solas todas sus vidas. El peor de todas sería una bochinchera jamona ;) ¡No sean bochincheras jamonas nunca!
La escuela Herman Badillo sufría de una mala nota del estado el año pasado. La política de No Child Left Behind es la política de capitalistas que no piensan en el futuro de nuestros jóvenes. Gracias a Bush por este horror y por crear un sistema que es aun más peor. Un regalito a la industria de libros estudiantiles y los que hacen los exámenes.
Parecía a mi que quatro años anteriores que todo el mundo estaba opuesto a la opinión mía y que esta política ayudaría a los pobres y minoridades mejorar sus notas y cortar la distancia entre las clases. No se puede juzgar la política por los títulos superficiales de los políticos.
Vean mi diario anterior si quiere compartir sus pensamientos con nosotros.
10/16/07 02:36 - 63ºF - ID#41676
Blogs y diarios en Buffalo. Español.
Voy a tratar usar palabras claves que incluye "Buffalo", para qué gente en esta comunidad nos encontrará. Igualmente, voy a pensar más en eventos en Buffalo en cual hispanos generalmente estarían. Es importante que estas terminas claves aparezcan en el titulo de la jornada para generar más "hits" en las búsquedas.
Bienvenidos a todos que vienen.
10/14/07 04:59 - 56ºF - ID#41649
I love my job. Almost everyone who calls is just so appreciative. Why not be appreciative of free support to quit smoking? The Spanish speaking clients are fun too. I think that they are super appreciative that I struggle to communicate with them. My last caller was like "Oh you speak so well." even though I am struggling from time to time. Everyone of them has thanked me a million times and has been very patient. I really, really like to be shown appreciation for what I do. If I don't get at least some appreciation, and I feel that I deserve it, I get kind of bitter.
Sometimes I even think that in some of the work I have done in the past that my employer will refuse to say thank you or to say that I did a good job, because that would in some way cause me to not work as hard or something. The mentality where they think "I'm paying you so I don't have to say thank you". Obviously they don't have to, but in the situations where my employer has shown gratitude other than in monetary value I am much happier. It doesn't even take that much either. I'm not needy and don't need to be thanked constantly, just occasionally. It's not that I work less if someone is condescending or shows lack or respect or didn't show that they cared about my concerns, its just that I won't want to work for you anymore, so if you really want to keep me you wouldn't do those things. Might I add that it helps if you do NOT willingly make me a part one of your sick and twisted S&M fantasies involving Mulder and Scully and Harry Potter... IS that too much to ask?!
Anyways, I have been meaning to talk about how much I like helping people and how much good will I feel towards Roswell for treating me well in return. My co-workers all seem nice and respectful too. I put some photos I took this summer in my cube. It was nice to make a cube look better and not so gray. I plan on rotating them with different ones too spice it up a bit.