About the Author

Well, what happened had to happen and here I have to make a brief biography of Alexander Islands. The condensed version and unclassified, of course, as these lines are for the whole family. Some say it's plainclothes Colosio, and thus allude to the Alex first saw smog in Magdalena, but in Magdalena Mixhuca or La Magdalena Contreras. Both versions are false. He is a native of the no less brave colony Martin Carrera, where for reasons still unknown, hit the ditto some day that, like his ancestors, he received a divine message. He arrived in Hermosillo for many years and although nobody knows exactly how the version attached to the reality offered Ruben Bastida, another good friend who will be eager somewhere, which melts the ice of the caguamas with us expected to celebrate the third anniversary of his trip. The fat Bastida once said that Alex belongs to a tribe that thousands of years ago, drove to walk looking for a lake, a Pear and an eagle devouring a snake. But the lake dried up, the nopal no longer choirs and the eagle was heading to half a patriotic machete Fox. The years of the 60's and the early 70 in what grabbed his own original version of Mosh, abducted in a flock Route 100 (qepd), heading for the National Auditorium, to attend which ensures was the first rock concert heavy Mexico, which is a fact that could rectify specialists. So Alex grabbed the path to the north, which was prompted by the gods, that the real chuqui was in that place where you find a fat empinándose a loggerhead. Here is that part of his journey, from the roof of a wagon of rail freighter travelling from where trampita in his relentless quest for divine sign, ocúrresele turn toward the west. He did just that the curve for the glass of the dam and then spotted there, arguing with the pallets the front wall of the newspaper El Sonorense, the very Ruben staring at the sky, as thanking someone for the miracle of an ice cream as caguamón which was going through the hole. "This is Guaymas!" Said The Alex, who knew little about the local geography, but something had to seer, because even the freighter passes through the port, which then would leave a part of his life. So it was that since then, Alex walks through these lands toiled in the world of reporteada or entering the publishing business, a tough business where only survive two species: it has money or who has vocation. And usually these conditions do not come together. So in the absence of wool, Alex, has sunk talacha their projects, certainly modest, but whose existence is not explained if not for the perseverance of this tenacious friend. Since the marginality that move many print media in the city and the state, has been present when Alex does not provide its services to any company. The margin is not pejorative. In this spectrum fit many publications fragile economy, which serve small businesses that in some measure sustain two, three or more families. Since there have emerged some attempts editorials prior to the incursion of The Alex in the epistolary genre and practice pedaling. How to forget such obvious that publication in its periodicity d led by Seven Days name, but which, for those same reasons criticism was forced to edit every fifteen and then every thirty. As far as is known, has been the only newspaper in the world, called Seven Days, announced in his directory as a biweekly and appeared each month. Until disappeared in the sea of crises that strangles many publications, excluded from the select group of big media. But not arredró The Alex. One day it could be anyone, but that was on 7 October 2000 memorable, we raided the spirit bicicletero. And was launched to the task of writing and a sheet maquilar subsequently introduced in an air of those who are barely in the era of e-mail, chat and Messenger. And he distributed the same sometimes on foot, sometimes in a van aparatosa and deslavada blue and sometimes in a popular and democratic bicycle. Since then walk in that. Hard and dale with My Letter Today, as it is called that sheet circulating in the most important of political power, and the first change was made to assess the importance of the media marginal note to publish its first exclusive. Capitalizing on the advantages of who owns their time and their means of production, was the only one filled with opportunity and that aim, the results of a session of Congress. It was not any one meeting. It was the day that dawned without a sound budget, that the gentlemen legislators simply not approved in a timely manner, mounted on the male inmediateces their policies, in a strange alliance of panistas of Hermosillo with the PRI cajemenses Vergara and Francisco Contreras Raul Acosta Tapia. The only way that covered this historic moment, it was My Letter Today, where the electronic media, notably radio, and took the news spread. Since then, the modest effort publisher has gone through more than pretty bad, but remains and expands with the support of our colleagues, especially those on the radio multiply ideas, notes and even alucines always welcome Alejandro Islands, which today ventures into the era of the Internet with its Page www.micartadehoy.com It goes by a greeting and a hug.