Is the name of a chicken grill in Mexico City. (For the uninitiated, pollo is Spanish for “chicken” and gilipollas is Spanish for “arsehole”, although as far as I know it’s only peninsular.)

Here from Braudel (The Mediterranean and the Mediterranean World in the Age of Philip II/El Mediterráneo y el mundo mediterráneo en la época de Felipe II) is some context for today’s Libro verde item on the fall of Barcelona to Juan II’s great beasts:
At the end of the fourteenth century, the Mediterranean belonged to its [...]

Hardly seems worth cutting into vacation beer time for this, but here is the man referring to this over-aggressive post of mine:
Trevor has me claiming that the object-present participle form of compounding is a recent invention of the political right and originates with nigger-loving.
And in a new post:
I was hardly claiming, as Trevor seems [...]

El Vapor, a thrice-weekly newspaper dedicated the promotion of trade and industry as well as to romantic and regionalist sentiment, and viewed as a continuation of El Europeo (both were edited by Aribau before he became a street), was launched on March 18 1833 by A Bergnes from his bookshop at Escudellers 13, Barcelona. Here’s [...]

Showing her customary wisdom, one’s secret damsel on the hill has agreed to a temporary separation in order to allow one to tootle round Mexico in an automobile of some nature with three absolutely gorgeous women. Syndicated stuff on this site will continue to update, but posting will be light for the next few weeks, [...]

From the showbiz section of Balitang Pinoy, a newsheet for Barcelona Filipinos:
According to the grapevine, may illicit affair ang Sexbomb girl na si Jopay Paquia at ang Manouvers member na si Joshua Zamora. Nagkalapit diumano ang dalawa during the season one taping of Daisy Siete kung saan sila magkapareha.
Nabalitaan ding iniwan ni Joshua ang [...]

Or rather, to get slightly richer rather quicker than would otherwise have been the case. He gets a monthly Spanish government pension of €3. One of a series of profiles in El Mundo.

“It is found in the Catalan region of Pendeés, in the upper area witch rise 216 meters.” What you see depends on how much you drink, or on how much Capità Vidal is prepared to pay for translations.

Communist film-maker and translator Joaquim/Joaquín Jordâ died last month. One of his last productions was Veinte años no es nada, a red-tinted nostalgiamentary which traces the subsequent careers of some of the participants in the occupation and brief management by workers of the failed Numax fridge factory in Barcelona 25 years ago. Juan Manzanares and [...]

Tim Stannard at La Liga Loca suggests that coach Javier Clemente may not be the smartest bet for a Serbian national team in desperate need of an image upgrade. Dutch coaches seem to travel rather better.

“Overcome with remorse at having stolen a bicycle, a thief in Germany wrote the victim a letter and fully recompensed him for the loss, police said on Monday.” If other thieves were to follow his lead, I could probably retire.

Here, via Carlos at Las palabras son pistolas cargadas. Carlos has a good quote–”dictionary: a malevolent literary device for cramping the growth of a language and making it hard and inelastic”–and comments that the worst that can befall a language is to have passionate defenders in public institutions who get involved in political battles on [...]

Anglocabrón is a pun on anglosajón, Anglo-Saxon, and is used in jest or in earnest (here’s a more extreme example) to refer to an invented race whose enthusiasm for liberty and commerce imperils the eternal values of a bunch of chronically grumpy mongrels the noble descendants of Caesar.

The socialists of the PSOE are going to slaughter the conservative and occasionally liberal PP in at least the next two sets of elections. This is not so much because the socialists are perceived as being competent or well-meaning as because the PP, which had a decent record in government, has clearly lost all interest [...]

Photo: Dolors Sans. More from the Festive Beastie Association

Buy into Spain’s only true national religion and double up ballot papers as lottery tickets. Like Arizona.

Or El meu aerodesllissador està ple d’anguiles (Via Onze Taal)

At the Filmoteca tonight (Monday) at 19:30, Tuesday at 22:00, Wednesday at 19:30, and Friday at 20:00.

At JA Millán, via Spy’s spice and Boing Boing, with thanks to MM@Transblawg.

Sez he:
The fact is that the right owns those object+present participle compounds, as surely as it owns values, media bias, the lapel-pin flag, and sentences that begin with “See….” In fact you could trace the whole history of the right’s campaigns against liberals via those compounds — from tree-hugging and NPR-listening back through the Nixon [...]