Saturday, May 23, 2009

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of good humor. Winning is the best thing that could happen to any sport and, although now would be better off relaxing at home, coming to Monza to comply with another part of my job is not me without effort. Victories are soothing. As I said after the race at Le Mans, not in my wildest dreams I would get a very good weekend, with victory and leadership, if only for one point. Indeed, Paola tells me to look the same but had not won on Sunday ... I will believe, because I tend to trust what people tell me.

popularity. What is also clear is that I have, when you win, people want to be closer to you. In the circuit, jalean fans will ask you more and more pictures and autographs when you're behind. Also multiply the messages. To me all that does not make me. I am one who thinks that fame is temporary. One day just disappeared and, if you have some values \u200b\u200bgrounded out what generates your popularity, it would be frustrating. You have to learn to love the person you are, not what you do. I always say, try to enjoy every second of my life without complexes. Moreover, I believe that if there had been a racing driver would also have been happy with another job. Yes, that absolutely need to be routine. I will creative. I guess that would make movies or songs stay forever.

A recommendation. Speaking of movies, I recently saw one that I recommend. He had previously read the book before going to France and saw me at home. It is entitled 'Peaceful Warrior'. This is a guy who looked a lot like me. Succeeds in her sport, gymnastics, and doing well in his personal life, but is obsessed with each result and not enjoying the moment. The conclusion I draw is that what really matters is the carpe diem, the seize the moment.

comes Mugello. is for that very reason I have not got an eye on Mugello. I know that Rossi has said that this will be a career that will be a matter of honor. I have enough experience in warm mouth before a trial, saying there is that risk and then obtaining a result not expected. You have to win when you can and, above all, no mistakes. I guess it will have any question and the answer is yes. Yes I've thought after winning in France in the fall of Jerez. But do not torment me. Equal to that ruling suits me and helps me to ensure in the future. However, before I have to focus on the ad. It is based on my win in Japan and share the limelight with a sachet of mayonnaise animated ... Do not give me an Oscar for this, but I think it's funny.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

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Peaceful Warrior 'MY STORY SO FAR', NOW ON SALE

from Thursday May 21 and you can buy "Jorge Lorenzo, My Story So Far ', it is the English edition of the book" X-out from within' which was published last year. If in Spain was carried out by the Sphere of the books, this time has been Haynes Publishing. Is a second edition, but in English and it has everything to do with the debut year in MotoGP Jorge. Interesting 322 pages with 30 color photos.

Saturday, May 16, 2009

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Jorge JE Gracia a Bachelor of Arts and Sciences in 1960 at the St. Thomas Military Academy in La Habana. Between 1960 and 1961 began to study architecture at the University of Havana and art at the Academy of San Alejandro. In 1965 he studied philosophy at Wheaton College and a Master's degree in that discipline at the University of Chicago in 1966. Ph.D. in Philosophy from the University of Toronto in 1971. Professor Jorge JE Gracia has worked medieval philosophy, hermeneutics, metaphysics and English American thought. Is Distinguished Professor of State University of New York at Buffalo and member of the American Philosophical Association. Tireless writer and lecturer, has over twenty published titles. He founded the Committee for Hispanics in Philosophy. Their biographical notes are brief. Suggest the names of his parents, his wife and daughters , but not much else. Can you tell us about yourself, where you were born,
when and why he came to the U.S.?
was born in a village in the northern province of Camagüey, called Chambas near Morón. My great-grandfather father had squandered his fortune, rich always lived in the house knocked down to build the Masonic Center at Carlos III. And my grandfather, who was a physician, pharmacist, and a member of Congress, had no brains for business and died at 46 of cancer, got into an inland village where he had gone to treat poor people after saying that the policy was dirty (idealism comes from that side of the family). I guess he was trying to compensate for the good life that my grandfather was born. What little my grandfather left the family, was taken by the partner who had a shop. Yet the Grace (the mother was Dubie, of French origin and pretensions of high culture) were educated, and my father, who wanted to be a doctor, pharmacist had to be lack of resources. When received had two options: starve in Havana or make money in the field. He went to the field and made a fortune. And there, in Chambas, I was born on 18 July 1942.
When I was two years old, my father sold the pharmacy and bought a farm and went to Camaguey, then to an orange grove in Ceballos and later to the beach, near Havana. My brother, who was in charge of the colony in Central Steward, died in an accident and went back to live for two years in Ciego de Avila, Calle Independence, a half block from the park. From there to Havana. My father died in 1957 of a heart attack when I was 14. Marist started the Viper by continuity, since it had been in the Marist in Ciego de Avila. That determined where we live in Havana. But after my father died, I entered the St. Thomas Military Academy in the Country. From there to the University of Havana, in architecture. In the first year after the Pigs fiasco, I could not return to the University because it was signed. The only alternative was to leave Cuba. My mother did not want to leave because my grandmother was still alive, and my sister was married to a man who at that time agreed with Castro. I went alone on the last ferry to West Palm Beach. I was in Miami a couple of days and then I went to Jacksonville to live with Inclán, because a friend and classmate of the son, Alberto. Return to Miami for a couple of months to learn a little English and then to college in Wheaton. The details of the story is long, but this is the concise version.
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