Sunday, August 30, 2009

Hemorrhoids And Bladder Infection



Last night on his way home from a quick commission after dinner I saw a shadow slip under a parked car. Immediately afterwards and come out with a cat paw (left back) injured. Not resting on the ground and walked in a very strange way, so they seem one of those stupid "group dancing" stemming from the as stupid Hully Gully.

"Poor Kitty" I thought, "If you knew what to do help him willingly." That cat lame it made me think of how many things I'd like to be and they are not, how many times I wanted to be in different situations.

regret not having wanted to study at the university where I started. I regret not having done so in Rome. I regret not having chosen medicine or veterinary medicine. Not being an engineer or lawyer. I wanted to learn GOOD at least one musical instrument. I wanted to play in a band, although small and without even a national success. I wanted to be famous and rich. I would like to live in a big city and in a small country and the mountains. I would like to live in my town but in the suburbs. Nothing can be summed up in a little of everything you can do in one life, do not talk about hobbies. I speak just a life dedicated . In a science fiction movie, or comedy, would create so many clones of myself and would draw all the benefits and discomforts of every kind of life. Give up one of these I would go back again.

I wish I had another job, I would like to know a martial art, how to program a computer, I would like to turn the boy from Europe or work in the summer months .. I would love to even the life I lead now, plus all the others.

envy, therefore, a bit something for everyone.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

What Was The Purpose Of France's Foreign Wars

Port Parallel Lives Ortona

The port of Ortona is a lot of things. Departing and arriving vessels loaded with grain, salt, fuel, industrial products. Just think, there's also boatloads of wine. Geezer in a land where the Abruzzo who would flay alive rather than have violated the vineyards and their relative production. The port of Ortona is also used to go jogging, walking, fishing, talking, laughing, eating ice cream, get drunk, take a break by the heat, play beach volleyball , fuck and any other leisure activities / recreation that comes to mind. We are at the end of August and then in late summer. Target seemingly far when it was only in June and the heat was not so unbearable to allow me a few miles of travel. I was thinking just yesterday, when I reached my friends' intent to fish on top, on the south pier. A good ten minutes' walk, and I would have achieved. In the meantime I looked around. I know by heart and yet the landscape is always pleasant: there is a mix of ways that's worth a try. Fog lights reflected on the sea as soon ruffled black, the smell brackish water, sometimes the bad algae in or decomposition of the odd bait fishermen who use fishing as a hobby, the sound of waves on the rocks, the cry worse or the screaming of the gulls away (thankfully) of children playing, engines for ships and fishing boats. It would be interesting take a picture and sample the ambient sound for ten seconds. Too bad only for odors. Those for now you can not capture. Just as an allegory of Dante's entrance to the pier there were two children, one male and one female, and a grazing was telling the other something that had happened. I told as if it were on its or as if he had not know what recommendation not to know as an important character. He said he had a free grenadine. The why and wherefore I have managed incomprehensible, babbling of people, occasions and times. I think it has not even got the girl. Mentre mi allontanavo da questi, che a loro volta si allontanavano da me, ho avuto solo il tempo di capire che poi, lui, il bambino, aveva investito l'euro della granatina risultata gratis, per qualche altra cazzata. Camminando incrociavo e superavo le solite coppiette che si tengono abbracciate per la vita (in tutti i sensi). Ad un ceto punto, li al molo sud, c'è una barriera che impedisce alle autovetture di proseguire oltre. In realtà impedirebbe il passaggio anche ai pedoni, ma è facilmente aggirabile tanto che ti ritrovi dall'altra parte senza neanche accorgertene . Tutti l'aggirano. I fessi però la saltano come fosse la pubblicità dell'olio Cuore e c'è invece gente che afraid to go around and we passed under. A young girl, yesterday we went in like a limbo dancer. Sure, he helped clinging to the iron bar bent back but has run without any problem, rather it was fun. A little later, after the bar was a small group of three or four middle-aged people, maybe they were more "three quarters" of age. The comedian was a gentleman who was talking and laughing, maybe teased a friend in common, but laughing with jokes that I can not remember but I was not even on the slightest smile. I thought then to their children and grenadine, the limbo of the girl and the joke of country gentlemen. One day, in future the child will be shit dicks, problems, choices, troubles, fears and disappointments. Maybe in twenty years that child passengers on the same pier to reflect in solitude and have almost forgot the grenade. That girl will one day be so old that seem never to have been beautiful and athletic. That girl difficult old can do it again from the limbo under that bar. The old men instead have maintained a mannerism and an irony, a comedy of the past and everything changes while they enjoy always with the same mannerisms. What will happen much at all. Today is June and you're making a run on the south pier, perhaps enjoying a nuvoletta che nasconde per un po il sole e domani sei a settembre che hai bisogno di una maglia a maniche lunghe e forse anche di una giacca leggera se vuoi girare ancora di notte sul porto. Poi verrà l'inverno e sarà sempre peggio.

Friday, August 21, 2009

Complete List Of Naruto Cards

The Physiognomy (the People) which has the right

La Fisiognomica non è un piatto tipico abruzzese e non è neanche una creatura del folklore irlandese. La Fisiognomica è una pseudoscienza che pretende di individuare il carattere e comunque gli aspetti psicologici di un individuo studiandone l'aspetto fisico, i lineamenti del volto e le espressioni. La frenologia venne utilizzata dall'italiano Cesare Lombroso nella criminologia. Egli sosteneva infatti che alcuni tratti somatici erano ricorrenti tra i criminali e per demonstrate that he enjoyed studying and measuring the skull of many criminals, dead, of course. Now this theory, advanced in the nineteenth century has been largely discarded, however many people taking a cue from this new and exciting advances physiognomic theories. It is thought to be able to recognize a pain in the ass regardless of sex, just look at his face, posture, and even the physique from clothing, accessories included. For me, being in trade, it is easy to experience that often the Physiognomy of the People is a pseudoscience to be reassessed. A bit like Mr. Giuliani and his Radon is still much to do but sometimes the Physiognomy of the People takes its soddisfazioni. Quando una donna anziana sta fuori un negozio di calzature e guarda la vetrina, basta osservare le scarpe che indossa. Si può notare che è un modello vecchio. Non consumato, si badi bene, ma vecchio, obsoleto, fuori moda. I più potrebbero pensare che la signora ha bisogno di un paio di calzature più adeguate ai tempi, del colore e della forma giusta per passare inosservati e che quindi è facile che compri senza troppe pretese. Il cultore della F.d.P. invece sa che non è così. Quel particolare, quelle scarpe demodè sono indice di rompicoglionaggine.
" Se quella signora porta quelle scarpe vecchie di trent'anni " dirà il commerciante cultore F.d.P. "vorrà dire che ha rotto le palle per trent'anni a tutti i negozi del mondo, ed ora tocca a me".
Sempre lo stesso commerciante potrà facilmente intuire qualcosa, quando il cliente entra e al posto di dire buongiorno! si lancia in un pittoresco lamento sillabico ed aspirato di dolore: fffffffffff! manco fosse Peter Griffin che cade battendo il ginocchio, o Gesù sul calvario. Dato che fuori dal negozo non c'è nessun cartello che recita scritte quali: "Ospedale" o "Ortopedia" o "Sanitaria" inizi ad intuire che forse si tratta proprio di ... un rompicoglioni. Anche le espressioni contribuiscono molto a farsi un idea di chi ci sta davanti. Altezzose, tonte e dure di comprendonio, bored ...


Monday, August 17, 2009

Zebutal Vs But/apap/cf



Known more often that people feel the victim of "injustice" by friends, lovers, relatives, institutions, deities and so on. When it happens to me, I am angry, I get down, I write a post for the blog and I feel the receivable from someone or to something. I am a victim of embezzlement of time, forces, with money, luck, depending on the reason why I rode my ass. But then time passes and when I think maybe I always feel a bit unlucky , defrauded, cheated, and then disappointed, frustrated and disappointed, but often arrive at a conclusion: because thou hast . Non è colpa tua se 2+2 fa quattro, anche se 3 è il mio numero preferito. Seppur a malincuore, sempre preferendo che il nefasto avvenimento non fosse accaduto o che si fosse svolto a mio favore penso che c'hai ragione. Nei panni di amici, amanti, parenti, istituzioni anche io in una situazione analoga mi sarei con molta probabilità comportato così. Se questa sia una regola o un eccezione non so dirlo, forse dipende più dalle persone deluse che dai presunti colpevoli di atti miserabili. Che sia regola o eccezione però pensate un po a quante volte vi siete trovati delusi ed incazzati e invece oggi, a mezza bocca ammettereste " c'avevi ragione "

Thursday, August 13, 2009

French Phrases For Beauty

Big Brother

We Giovvani, Giovvani and as we live our love, or hope to do so. We do not need to go to 100 to 100 km per hour and an hour and then stay to make "ye ye ye ye, Blem Blem Blem Blem" because we have our technology and dad is happy because we do not burn the engine in good middle of the street. Now there's Facebook, there's MSN, and above there is a phone with its "messages for free." I remember the first time I sent a text message, a decade ago, seemed to me a spell when my classmate told me in the same medium text. Ringer squilletti, messages, You and Me and so on and so forth. They are all thermometers the life of an individual. Sometimes I imagine rooms full of large computers, outdated stereotypes of rotating coils technologies that many years ago were intended to be fascinating technology and great promises (which would call back maintained ). Imagine that you work in this big room Big Brother and that those computers on the wall with small and monochrome green screens are fun to browse in people's lives. I know more or less true, but I'm not disputing, but fantastic. You do not need to know that this is John Smith or Mary prick in my dream.
A boy meets a girl and Big Brother understands. You know. Do you know why its monitor, its printed on a continuous paper forms, graphics, similar to drums on seismographs note that out of the blue number 123-321456 began an intense exchange of messages with the number 123-987321. exchanges have been going on for weeks, dense. Some even at times as regular as to seem automatic. You know that it's 9 because a buzzer informs you that a message was sent. They spend months and suddenly the number of messages decreases, are less frequent. Big Brother is sorry, another story ended badly. If nothing else, the exchange he has not stopped abruptly. The boy knows, she knows, Big Brother follows. Apparent and become sad realizing that each peak has sharply decreased. From the graph that you slide in your hands thinking that the traffic performance is very similar to the mood of one of the two users.
Tal notes that once one of the two numbers that were in continuous contact ceases to exist, it remains unused, untapped. Death after life. In these cases every now and then, to Big Brother sticking two tears.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Woman Wearing A Girdle

Tanatografie

If you saw the movie Imago Mortis, film based on the story " bait for the black queen - Imago Mortis -" you know what a tanatografia. If you have not seen, tanatografia is in two words, a picture from the last image imprinted on the retina of a dead man. Now, because questo titolo e questa introduzione per un argomento che poi, alla fine, c'entra ben poco? A questa domanda è possibile rispondere soltanto con un'altra domanda. Che cazzo ne so?! C'è però da dire che parlerò di fotografie. Io non ho un buon rapporto con le fotografie, le temo. Non ho paura che queste mi rubino l'anima o che i personaggi ed i paesaggi all'interno di queste si animino d'improvviso, le temo perchè sono crudeli. Perchè rappresentano in eterno il tuo essere, la tua esteriorità. Sono una spina nel fianco, il fiato corto che ti ricorda che fumare fa male, il dolore al ginocchio che a trent'anni ti ricorda che quando ne avevi dodici sei caduto.
Poi un giorno, dopo un TG regionale, con been on the TV to watch out for one step and see a gallery of photographic faces. People who have fun disco. Apart from the fact that I do not know how you can enjoy dancing, especially dancing a dance that is not (more or less all we know clapping the tempo of a song, and more or less the same thing you do in the disco) I wonder what there to remember? Why take a picture of two neighboring Faccioni attached to the cheek and out of context?

Years ago, Filter, a group that has seriously threatened to become more famous than the Beatles, Rolling Stones, Pink Floyd, Queen ... cantava

Could you take my picture?
Cuz I wont remember



( .. si ero ironico .. )


Ebbene si. Scattiamo foto di matrimoni, nascite, lauree, luoghi ed eventi famosi per poter anni dopo dire a mio nipote: Dioccàn io c'ero . Poco importa che nostro nipote ci risponderà un leggiadro sticazzi.

Per uno che come me odia le foto, o meglio odia comparire nelle foto è patetico e nello stesso tempo affascinante guardare una carrellata di foto di gente che riesce a divertirsi ed a farsi fotografare. Gente che fa anche facce che nelle loro intenzioni dovrebbero risultare buffe. Foto senza una logica, throw them, took pictures and not stolen. Photos go on television that while there are people who stop to look at them and when there are girls as if they were daisies begin the litany: "That would do me, this one. This is. This as well. Also this. This no. This is a man "


Wednesday, August 5, 2009

How Do I See My Webcam Using Skype

Making Outing

No. Put your hands on. I'm not going to claim to be gay. I am straight, non-practicing, or rather, not practiced .
Patterns of normality are more or less rigid, then inside this box there are other smaller and smaller. Culture, morality, character, pride .. all these little things that everyone develops in a totally personal, but that are still contained in the larger box of normality. Often it happens that in turn, one of the boxes start to andarmi close and then I cower, I make small, even if the desire to rip everything as the incredible Houlk (while keeping a pair of jeans shortened castigatissimo) is really. I
one evening, one of many spent at home doing nothing or worse than those in which a solitary walk in search of refuge from the heat and time, stop in a circle of strangers talking and start to laugh at their jokes. Or screaming in the street. Rolling in a puddle when there is no full moon (so they do not think che sia un lupo mannaro), salire su un palco in una sagra di paese e piangere a dirotto. E' impazzito . Direbbero. Più o meno. Risponderei. Ho fatto outing, ho voluto dire a tutti che ne ho le palle piene di qualcosa e vuote di qualcos'altro. Ho fatto outing, trattatemi di conseguenza. Datemi appoggio, schifo, farmaci, sputi, quello che volete. Le scatole sono scoppiate, i tanti contenuti si sono mischiati ed ora si vedono chiaramente. Se ne sente l'odore. Magari la scatola grande, quella della "normalità" contiene anconra quel miscuglio eterogeneo che prima era omogeneo in ogno scatola più piccola, ma almeno la verità è venuta a galla. Sciolte tutte le riserve. Come diceva un mio amico: "Tu non I broke my dick, fuck you and you make me a sandwich. "Everyone has a little sketch of what it deserves. A small sketch of what was contained once in the many boxes / matryoshka. minor inconvenience. Now that everything is mixed with someone will touch a few sketches of material which is poor, does not deserve. But if even as "I do not fuck with me" for once "you make me a sandwich" certainly not the end of the world.

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Rc Front Loader For Sale

The Holy Bible Director's cut

After numerous efforts, are able to offer the film version of early Genesis