miércoles, julio 30, 2014
viernes, julio 25, 2014
Kawasaki en la Isla del Hombre
Una carrera única con pilotos particulares como solo los verás allí. Hombres y mujeres comunes y corrientes capaces de andar a velocidades ridículas en sus motos y sidecar. En esta ocasión lo que tienen en común estos hombres no es otra cosa que una marca que los une, y los lleva a batirse contra ellos mismos y la isla más famosa en el mundo de la velocidad sobre dos ruedas.
Etiquetas:
Isle of Man,
Kawasaki,
Ninja ZX-10R,
TT Isle of Man
jueves, julio 24, 2014
You Know, and I Know and Thee Know...
That as the yellow shade rips
as the
cat leaps wild-eyed
as the old bartender leans on the wood
as the hummingbird sleeps
You know and I know and thee know
As the tanks practice on false battlefields
as your tires work the freeway
as the midget drunk on cheap bourbon cries alone at night
as the bulls are carefully bred for the matadors
as the grass watches you and the trees watch you
as the sea holds creatures vast and true
You know and I know and thee know
The sadness and the glory of two slippers under a bed
the ballet of your heart dancing with your blood
young girls of love who will someday hate their mirrors
overtime in hell
lunch with sick salad
You know and I know and thee know
The end as we know it now
it seems such a lousy trick after the lousy agony but
You know and I know and thee know
The joy that sometimes comes along out of nowhere
rising like a falcon moon across the impossibility
You know and I know and thee know
The cross-eyed craziness of total elation
we know that we finally have not been cheated
You know and I know and thee know
As we lok at our hands our feet our lives our way
the sleeping hummingbird
the murdered dead of armies
the sun that eats you as you face it
You know and I know and thee know
We will defeat death.
as the old bartender leans on the wood
as the hummingbird sleeps
You know and I know and thee know
As the tanks practice on false battlefields
as your tires work the freeway
as the midget drunk on cheap bourbon cries alone at night
as the bulls are carefully bred for the matadors
as the grass watches you and the trees watch you
as the sea holds creatures vast and true
You know and I know and thee know
The sadness and the glory of two slippers under a bed
the ballet of your heart dancing with your blood
young girls of love who will someday hate their mirrors
overtime in hell
lunch with sick salad
You know and I know and thee know
The end as we know it now
it seems such a lousy trick after the lousy agony but
You know and I know and thee know
The joy that sometimes comes along out of nowhere
rising like a falcon moon across the impossibility
You know and I know and thee know
The cross-eyed craziness of total elation
we know that we finally have not been cheated
You know and I know and thee know
As we lok at our hands our feet our lives our way
the sleeping hummingbird
the murdered dead of armies
the sun that eats you as you face it
You know and I know and thee know
We will defeat death.
Charles Bukowski
miércoles, julio 23, 2014
Patagonia classic 800km
Etiquetas:
Cyril Despres,
Patagonia Classic
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