AJEDREZ

Para los amantes del ajedrez, les dejo aqui el juego de dos de las mentes más brillantes del siglo XX (aunque no tanto para el ajedrez).

Señores: Einstein Vs. Oppenheimer

Denle click en las flechitas y va ir avanzando jugada por jugada.

Por cierto, para los que no lo saben, Oppenheimer es el padre de la bomba atómica.

EL CHOFER DE EINSTEIN

Una disculpa por ponerlo en inglés, pero ya saben que traducir no es lo mío.

Está buenísimo.

Gracias al que mandó lo de deargod.com lo voy a revisar ahora mismo.

Los dejo con Einstein.

Ah, las super uplifting nuevas, las tengo que preparar, hay un grupo buenísimo que se llama Santogold, otro Metric y algunos más. Prometo hacerlo pronto.



When Albert Einstein was making the rounds of the speaker’s circuit, he usually found himself eagerly longing to get back to his laboratory work. One night as they were driving to yet another rubber-chicken dinner, Einstein mentioned to his chauffeur (a man who somewhat resembled Einstein in looks and manner) that he was tired of making speeches.

“I have and idea, boss,” his chauffeur said. “I’ve heard you
give this speech so many times. I’ll bet I could give it for you.”

Einstein laughed loudly and said, “Why not? Let’s do it!”

When they arrive at the dinner, Einstein donned the chauffeur’s cap and jacket and sat in the back of the room. The chauffeur gave a beautiful rendition of Einstein’s speech and even answered a few questions expertly.

Then a supremely pompous professor asked an extremely esoteric question about anti-matter formation, digressing here and there to let everyone in the audience know that he was nobody’s fool.

Without missing a beat, the chauffeur fixed the professor with a steely stare and said, “Sir, the answer to that question is so simple that I will let my chauffeur, who is sitting in the back, answer it for me.”