Les dejo un par de estaciones...personalmente siempre me gusto el invierno.

Como saben, el otroño y primavera nunca me gustaron mucho, así que se los debo.

Hey there Delilah

Hey there Delilah

What's it like in New York City?

I'm a thousand miles away

But girl, tonight you look so pretty

Yes you doTimes Square can't shine as bright as you

I swear it's true

Hey there Delilah

Don't you worry about the distance

I'm right there if you get lonely

Give this song another listen

Close your eyes

Listen to my voice, it's my disguise

I'm by your side

Oh it's what you do to me

Oh it's what you do to me

Oh it's what you do to me

Oh it's what you do to me

What you do to me

Hey there Delilah

I know times are getting hard

But just believe me, girl

Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar

We'll have it goodWe'll have the life we knew we would

My word is good

Hey there Delilah

I've got so much left to say

If every simple song I wrote to you

Would take your breath awayI'd write it all

Even more in love with me you'd fall

We'd have it all

Oh it's what you do to me

Oh it's what you do to me

Oh it's what you do to me

Oh it's what you do to me

A thousand miles seems pretty far

But they've got planes and trains and cars

I'd walk to you if I had no other way

Our friends would all make fun of usand we'll just laugh along because we know

That none of them have felt this wayDelilah I can promise you

That by the time we get through

The world will never ever be the same

And you're to blame

Hey there Delilah

You be good and don't you miss me

Two more years and you'll be done with school

And I'll be making history like I do

You'll know it's all because of you

We can do whatever we want to

Hey there Delilah here's to you

This one's for you

Oh it's what you do to me

Oh it's what you do to me

Oh it's what you do to me

Oh it's what you do to me

What you do to me.

Acertijo

El martes, X atraviesa un camino desierto y pierde nueve monedas de cobre.
El jueves, Y encuentra en el camino cuatro monedas, algo herrumbradas por la
lluvia del miércoles. El viernes, Z descubre tres monedas en el camino. El viernes
de mañana, X encuentra dos monedas en el corredor de su casa. El heresiarca
quería deducir de esa historia la realidad -id est la continuidad- de las nueve
monedas recuperadas. Es absurdo (afirmaba) imaginar que cuatro de las
monedas no han existido entre el martes y el jueves, tres entre el martes y la
tarde del viernes, dos entre el martes y la madrugada del viernes. Es lógico
pensar que han existido -siquiera de algún modo secreto, de comprensión vedada
a los hombres- en todos los momentos de esos tres plazos.

Les dejo algo para tararear...no es gran cosa, pero se pega.

Para aquellos aficionados al Cine y las Series, les dejo un enlace bastante interesante...

http://download-fanatico.blogspot.com/

El único detalle que tiene es que hay que ser un poco paciente con la forma para la descarga de los archivo...es medio densa.