Category Archives: En primera plana

Archivo de enclaves.

… and Jacqueline Alemany, did you do something to yer’ spectacles?

Inter-mission :

Amarillo no me pongo

But seriously Alemany, Capehart just went wee-wee and he did not wash his hands… hi’Fi 🧤… anyone? FERRIS?

Give me Steve Kornaki, or give Capehart [at the] stake… n’Yoj nigga’.

… 21h00 CET (Paris, Centre)

Told y’All that it was only an intermission and, i don’t mean to be facetious, but the situation merits the opposite of not being taken literally, serious, or for lack of a better word, UrGeNcY.

One’moe Again… bring it on home.

As we type the BHV in front of the Paris Tourism Board just lost all of its imagination and y’all know that it is serious when the police breaks out the nice sedans to join in in the celebrations, from the staff’s point-of-view every swinging Dick and Jane at the préfecture is having to pull “field duty”, promeneurs can spot these members of the police force by their nice tennis shies that they are wearing and their nicely pressed uniforms.

Sunday mass for the masses : o como dicen en France2 TV, “Ne m’Arrête Pas Maintenant »

Where were we ? —  Ah, yes… You Tú in EUROPA ZOO

Objects in mirror are closer than Reno, call 911 Jean.

 

En fin, Vilma Fuentes… there’s nothing more real than Lo’real de DIOR now especially when you are stopped on your tracks by a 20-something [mentally-challenged] year old homeless man decked from toes to noggin in brand new designer Évrything just to ask you if, “Ewe can spare a coin”.

I see your King Lizr’d and i raise Ewe King Taco.

“Nada que ver”, a lo mejor apuntaría doña Vilma Fuentes con los sociópatas que nos gobiernan sin importar si son del bando de Mélenchon o López Obrador, the thing though mister Nuñez, is that Évrything that it is Right-from-Center no toca tan mal Las Arrieras de “La LEOS³“.

³~. Alicia Leos y los Amigos de Gilberto Bosques en París.

In Lyon, France… the Paris Tourism Board has no Kawasakis

En octubre tenia que ser, Paris burns (in selected arrondissements), protesters are inside of La Madelaine, as the square outside is sending smoke in the direction of the most beautiful avenue in the world.

 

22h33 : the franprix at rue des Deux Boulles at Chatelet is now cleaned-out [fract-out³] and along with it,  a delivery van was torched.

³~. Fractured.

That ol’quintessential Parisian storm. I love the smell of tear gas at Twilight time.

 

L’Opera is in full-effect and from up in the clouds a few sprinkles of rain begin to drop…

Correction, them raindrops droping on my head came from a little ol’lady on the 7th floor who was watering her potted plants.

En Breve

 

 

Congratulations to the Milwaukee Brewers for their victory over the L.A. Dodgers

For the record, Öüï blame the Dodgers loss on the move that Jason Sober-off  [made] earlier this Summer. You suck Jason, you jinxed the boys from Chávez Ravine.

Up next it’s Isabel, Allende, and Ciudad Juarez [2666], with musical guest Ewe Tú and The Achtung Joshua Baby band.

Literally… you were talking about the end of the world.

Featuring the most underrated of the Bardem clan “El Cardenal de La Curz”, chinga’o… 📸 yam’Enoje.

Entonces pues, Bert at the Place where Évry body knows your name

The first thing that you should know about this most non-consequential blog is that for the most part it is internet translator-proof and A.I. repellent at the same time (punto y coma), period!

Ewe tú : One

Gooooooo, Dodgers.

Deer, cousin Joe, not exhausted you yatch-owning nigger (punto y coma) just getting started.

Any 🦉 hoot, don’t worry OG, be happy… and don’t sweat the elders.

Henri-Paul Motte — Le Cheval de Troie³

³~. I (armando segovia) keep telling y’all that Homer, yes that Homer of Troy fame not Springfield shame, was a French clochard.

No Manches

De cualquier manera Claudia, the destruction of the oldest indoor-market in Paris allowed for the opportunity to travel back in time and revisit a particular painting that i happen to like. The work is by the frog named in today’s post title.

Any 🦉 hoot, Richelieu on the La Rochelle seawall… first thing to get established here is not necessarily la forma, but rather el fondo because of the detail on that monk holding Armand’s hat and the devotion of that character to wear sandals during the siege.

Ahora cuéntame una de vaqueros.

…

Zat you Hitler, or is Vaux le Vicomte actin’ again?

Intermission… “wellness bots” have taken over this post, nothwithstanding worry-knot, our silly gremlins are already entre “el callejón” y “los burladeros” at the Plaza de Toros Monumental in Albuquerque with toros straight from “la puerta de arrastre” connecting to Timbukdu, and y’all know that “La Veronica” is not far, heck!!!

Objects in mirror are closer than Pigalle.

Pascale de La Torre de Los Pinos is even taking on the role of the Wimmin’ in Red.

🔥 if Ewe insists

no insistas Susana… and, Marjolina portenKalten Toros! don’t fret, and here is Y.

Paris is not my home… it is, however, a fauna. fauna… OK, a “fauna FAENA” if the spellchecker wants to play COLLABO.

 

Oh, hi-oH… it’s just Mí, enjoy the pop 🍿 corn.

Up next it’s ‘Youse Knot Gonna Believe who-Eye ran into on his way to Cucamonga’

In local news a guy named MOULIN got his nuts cracked.

… and Willie Geist, it’s a no brainer : A.I. is the new OUIJA

Goooooo, Dodgers ☄

Oui = yes ∴ Ja, danke… which is to say, never mind Mick Jagger and Bob’s “chief commander” on 60 Minutes.

Pregúntame, Willie Geist, pregúntame!!!

And never mind, Armando Hoyos, because here comes hoyos mando.

Hoyos Mando = i send trous 🕳
but whatever you do
don’t take the right turn
In Albuquerque.

In this section the student will determine if Satan ran with Milton or if Lucifer ran Milton… upon completion youse gonna’ like the way you struggle, —it’s called agency.

I tell you what though Sofie Fofie, nevermind the language, it’s irrelevant, backfire is backfire.