Two new blogs

I have added two links to the sidebar.

First, Agujeros Temporales, Eva Noyola’s new blog in which where she will narrate her adventures in Munich, Germany. Any blog that speaks of big telescopes is welcome in here.

Second comes BRNR, Eduardo (Aizik) Berner’s blog. This is his second attempt at blogging and so I wish him best of luck. I do wish to not that I have decided to go ahead and add him in spite of the unfair spot this blog received in his. I hope to see it corrected very soon.

A day in Lake Travis

Captain Kirsch

Fearless Captain Kirsch navigates the rough waters of Lake Travis

This past Labor day (Monday) a bunch of friends and I headed out to Lake Travis, and rented a boat and skis. The main lesson of the day is that I can’t water ski. Will have to work on that. Go see the photos. And then, that’s it. Go home. There is nothing more to see. It’s over.

[UPDATE Sep 7 2006] Well, looks like a forgot to place an obvious link to the album here… so here it is. Also, if you saw the album already, go see it again because Maya sent me the photos she took. And it’s a good thing, because Jaramillo spent the whole time playing with his camera in video mode.

DJ Tiësto

Enjoy the signature crappy cellphone picture (now less crappy than usual thanks to my new Nokia 6103) from DJ Tiësto‘s concert last night at the Austin Music Hall. Ears are buzzing, but not nearly as bad as after the Chemical Brothers concet in 2002

I took a few crappy cellphone videoclips as well, and to make their quality even more abysmal I uploaded them to YouTube. I strongly recommend you don’t check it out. You’ve been warned.

Photo of the day #6

In the center of the photo stands José Antonio Aguilar Bodegas, candidate for governor of the state of Chiapas for the PRI in one of the most heated races in a long time (well, at least since the last presidential election) in Mexico (~2,500 vote difference as of tonight).
But that’s not the point of the photo.
Look closely at the guy standing in the back to the right of Mr. Aguilar. That’s José Antonio Aguilar González (a.k.a. too many nicknames to list here without ofending someone), good buddy of mine who decided to shed the Torrado-style afro he had the last time I saw him for the timeless “I’m an egineer with no interest in taking care of my hair so I buzz it” look. Good luck to both the Aguilars, here’s hoping he wins the election.

Look who’s here, it’s the alfajores!

An alfajor is a traditional cookie in some South American countries, most notably Uruguay, Argentina, Peru and Chile. Its most basic form consists of two round sweet biscuits generally joined together with dulce de leche. (Wikipedia – what else?)

Alfajores Havanna

Today, as arrive home from another day of hard work, I find in my mailbox a suspiciously bulky package from a J.W.F. of Albany, NY. Ignoring the death threats I’ve been receiving lately (mostly from an A.G.M.T. of Austin, TX and related to a certain photograph in which two acquaintances of mine appear in their tighty whities) and the strong possibility that the package could have been a Una-bomber style letter, some Anthrax, or even worse, a copy of Maná’s latest CD, I took it inside and opened it.

In the package I found a red, metallic box with the Fossil logo of on it. “Cool! a new watch” I thought to myself. Quickly I opened the box to find inside, not a watch, but something so much better: two delicious Havanna alfajores (this is the good shit, not just any alfajor) smuggled all the way from the Patagonia to my mailbox.

Turns out, a few weeks ago while on the phone with my friend Jan Fernheimer, I mentioned my weakness and addiction for the ever ellusive (in the middle of Texas, anyway) chocolaty, crumbly cookie sandwich with milk candy inside and covered with chocolate. Jan has now become the second person in the world to have ever snail-mailed me alfajores, and as such, she has ensured my eternal gratitude, which has been known to last over two weeks. I want this post to serve as a thank you note and a public acknowledgement to Jan and her two alfajores (out of context, this last part may sound dirty to some of my readers).

For more alfajor cyber-goodness, be sure to visit the official website of Havanna, and this flickr photoset !בואנה זה טעים

Segway patrol

Who’s this handsome, manly, helmet-toting, badge-flashing, Segway riding, tucked-in-polo-wearer hunk?

Segway riding

That would be no other than MKX® main writer Marcos Kirsch.
Today at the expo floor of NI Week 2006 I got a chance to take a Segway for a spin. I did not fall. It’s actually a lot of fun, especially with the added thrill of letting go of one handle and do the thumbs up long enough for Gustavo to take yet another blurry photo.

Now, try to keep your clothes on, ladies. If you think the helmet makes me look good, you should see the napoleonesque jewfro conceiled underneath.

Oh yes, the inventor of the Segway, Dean Kamen himself happened to be there as well, delivering today’s keynote. He spoke about innovation, DEKA, and more importantly the FIRST initiative. Very interesting stuff.

Dean Kamen at NI Week 2006
“What am I doing on this website? Here goes my career”

Lavolpe and Isra


Not even remotely as big of a figure as Maradona, my cousin Israel Alkon had his photographed taken with former Mexican National coach Ricardo Antonio Lavolpe.
If it wasn’t for Lavolpe’s inexplicable decision to play with basically no midfield in the World Cup, Lucho would have gotten more playtime and my photo would be more valuable.

No ugly people were harmed making this blog.