not finish ...
the last month I started writing 2-3 posts. Then he interrupts me, because I have to go do something else, call me on the phone or messenger, or are the 2 am, or I can not continue as ... In short, I leave things halfway. It is not a good thing, although it would be worse if I were a magician who has just sawed his assistant in two. What should I do? And yes I had things to write, type I wanted to make a parallel between the situation today and the song "All clear that here," , or wanted to write about how the owners consider it all in their own way, to love their animals, despite having the most diverse behaviors ... I had half written post on my trip to Sardinia, and was also good, but nothing, then went to work, and it is past time.
hate this situation. And I hate the most that is not the fault of the little time or lack of inspiration (oh, how much more comfortable blaming some abstract entity such as time or the muse), but it's just a lack of will to say: "Ok now placed me at the pc for an hour and write something. " But in an hour I took the tired, the desire to change, anxiety and let me see what happens, and we see that idiot who sent me to Bruno on Facebook, and we hear the word of mouth Travaglio ... What is the
closed 'I post? I do not know. I had a solution, I would write something longer and perhaps more decent. We accept suggestions.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Images Of Scabies Tracks
How stupid to go through in two easy steps, without a why. Pilgrimages
Internal evening restaurant. Table of five people who scrutinized the menu, the waitress approaches the table.
C: You have, or have questions? Talk
a boy of 27 years, apparently normal : Can I ask you something?
C approaching do with breast : Sure!
R: What are Marubini?
C watching the boy as if he were insane, or retarded : The Marubini. Those filled with meat.
R:??
C: Broth!
R think that information is scarce, but already the stock is in itself sufficient to change choice: the Mediterranean and in the triangles, then what?
C impatient, almost outraged : Well, trangoli! Even those with the meat! In the Mediterranean! With vegetables! There are capers.
R:??
C:!
A: Take me to the orecchiette with pesto, fresh tomato and eggplant.
Internal evening restaurant. Table of five people who scrutinized the menu, the waitress approaches the table.
C: You have, or have questions? Talk
a boy of 27 years, apparently normal : Can I ask you something?
C approaching do with breast : Sure!
R: What are Marubini?
C watching the boy as if he were insane, or retarded : The Marubini. Those filled with meat.
R:??
C: Broth!
R think that information is scarce, but already the stock is in itself sufficient to change choice: the Mediterranean and in the triangles, then what?
C impatient, almost outraged : Well, trangoli! Even those with the meat! In the Mediterranean! With vegetables! There are capers.
R:??
C:!
A: Take me to the orecchiette with pesto, fresh tomato and eggplant.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Lucky Trainsoccerfild
Small Petersburg (Offlaga Disco Pax, from the album "Socialism pocket)
In the village where she was born Orietta Berti's Lenin Square. And in the midst of a bust of Lenin. If one thinks there can not believe. It was a bit 'suck Lenin Square, but now they are adjusting. A head of black metal and some dedication to his feet and a few flowers. It says it was merged in 1920 and then donated to a section of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union. Why, and what is really crazy, Lenin is the honorary mayor of Cavriago forever. No one has ever revoked the decision of the City Council then. The square remained Lenin Square and the inhabitants are proud. Nine thousand souls on the outskirts of Reggio Emilia. The mayor was elected by a majority of the left, without a center that rivals to Enver Hoxha and Kim Il Sung. They closed the cinema and many have decided that Cavriago could not have her. They made a circle, and two projects in one year here in the center with a multiplex movie premiere is that people from outside to see them. Cooperativa Cinema theater twentieth century: the partners are hundreds, all volunteers as the party of unity. And of the night to tear the tickets there is a Councillor, Jukka Reverberi evenings, evenings Federica, the daughter of the mayor, a very pretty young companion. Remember the Madonna that wept blood in Civitavecchia? A few years ago all the newspapers were talking about it for good, giving the possibility of miracles. Well, in a fit of rebellion for so much stupidity in those days also a bust of Lenin began to weep. He even spoke to the Komsomolskaya Pravda: "Near Reggio Emilia, Italy, overwhelmed unusual disgust from a dark statue of Comrade Lenin wept tears as white as the ships at the port of Archangel. "
This text is here because, even if someone were to ask me that happens in life, behold, I the other day I've been here:
Photo from Wikipedia (which I had only the celluar and night pictures came bad).
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