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Awakening solo . The V has fled the night before to go to the Rockstar Los Anastasios (S. Anastasio, Cessalto - TV) with accommodation in 5 star hotel in clear, then you can get up rumorosi come un ippopoamo. Colazione dei campioni e partenza verso il luogo di lavoro.

Scuola : non vedo elementi che passeranno alla storia, almeno nel senso universalmente riconosciuto del termine. Se invece si ritiene che “Jackass” possa fare la storia, ho candidati.

Pranzo regolare : no.

Palestra : Randy Couture Workout, sudorazione esagerata e bandana da biker tengono lontani gli utenti maschili e femminili. Necessario, se si vuole evitare la chiacchiera, rispettare i tempi di recupero e volare verso il pranzo.

Lunch post-gym : first shower, to avoid attracting the pest control. Then 3 3 chicken breasts topped with fresh vegetables seasoned with nothing and nothing. Closing glorious with some crackers. Immediate start for the birthplace.

House of Sultan . Attractions : professional coffee machine + Sky (6 Nations Tournament) . We are witnessing the debacle of an Italy but with a willing player in a bad day and increasing idiosyncrasy against the tackle, even the little plaque Wales, but does not miss a kick in general play and make the phenomena. I also watch the first half of England-France promette bene perché chiunque perda io son contento, ma sono costretto a prendere l'aliante verso San Donà.

Ipercoop : appuntamento con la V nel tempio dello shopping proletario dei sandonatesi. Ogni slavo residente entro 20 km è presente. Fenomeno locale: russo con permanente, baffoni, bottiglia di birra, abiti Geox e tatuaggio da malavitoso sul dorso della mano: nel negozio di abbigliamento da lavato di birra almeno 300 euro di indumenti e poi è andato a spruzzare il resto nel negozio di animali. Acquisto qualche abito da cameriere risparmiato dalla birra, sconti abbondanti del commesso, riconoscente di poter parlare italiano.

Bar in centro : inaugurazione con spritz a prezzi da Dubai, ma uova sode in abbondanza a buffet. Problema “proteina serale” risolto brillantemente. Discussioni profonde con popstar, attori, giornalisti, modelle, scrittori. Cena “ulteriormente proteica” con rare e selezionate pietanze mediorientali: un kebab vicino alla stazione, schivando venditori di bamba e commercianti d'organi.

Statale 14 . Ritrovo di ogni under 18 del sandonatese. Birra di qualità mediocre e cibo normale a costo da oreficeria. Piano superiore con discoteca e sala biliardi, bimbe minorenni in mutande e bimbi minorenni con ciuffo che impedisce la visione delle minorenni. La V deve incontrare un noto mafioso locale per oscuri traffici, ma il capocosca è di corsa e si scusa offrendo birra mediocre, che mediocre resta, ma almeno è gratis.

Revolver . Festival Metallaro di band della zona ma con un certo seguito. Mio pronostico smentito clamorosamente, locale quasi pieno: gli organizzatori con le lacrime agli occhi parlano di più di 500 biglietti venduti (a prezzi da supermercato polacco). Le dinamiche di spostamento del Metallaro cominciano a farsi sempre più casuali e imprevedibili, ma presenza femminile abbondante: forse questa è la causa principale della migrazione maschile. Manca la presenza del “pedofilo di San Donà”, personaggio improbabile della night life locale, ma probabilmente ha avuto il posto come Prezzemolo a Gardaland. Dissertazioni intriganti con coltivatori diretti, architetti, fresatori, lavapiatti, schiavi a cottimo, ruffiani e adescatori. Concerti seguiti dai divanetti extra-lusso, con la possibilità di fare “sì sì” con la testa verso le band ogni volta che mi accorgo che stanno suonando. Champagne e perizomi. Zam zam.

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Parking fee to "Reservoir Dogs" ...

Someone is considered that these transmissions are protected by our rights as citizens and, perhaps, is partly true. Interesting debate on this
AgoraVox.
But the real problem is that in Italy has lost his sense of proportion and you write and say whatever you want, resulting in the citizens, further mistrust of the institutions. Ultimately, with transmission more or less "free" we replace the organs of institutional control, at least, they move within the limits set by law and legal according to a dialectic that can settle on a case by case basis.
Nevertheless, certain programs have, do and do just that echo to particularly grave situations, not with respect to which the institutions, but the men of the institutions are latent. In any case, the right are chronic not believe that it coincides with the right to criticize its own sake, if not to tell the truth, avoiding sensationalism and extreme reactions than phenomena, at least, questionable.
not want more speed cameras on the roads? you no longer want the pricing of parking? you want to lower the lights? ... In short, you want to delete the rules of the road to make each second nature, instead of according to law?
's a choice that I personally, but if that is you'd better be decided by the Italian people and not by those who shoot bigger, just to increase the share, compared with a mechanism of emulation for which citizens expose and expose the government to expensive lawsuits, not because a judge ruled, but because he said a television program. A rule is valid and in force, not because it was published in the OJ, because broadcast TV.
Substance.
Take the highway code and read what a track (Article 3, paragraph 1, number 7 code): "... it is usually paved and bordered by edge lines ...". In essence, the outer boundaries of the roadway by edge lines is not mandatory but, in general, is bounded. Why should define the edge lines, especially when even a parking lot boundary within which are placed parking stalls? Not so much for defining the edge of the roadway - which are visible per se, in fact and law (Article 139, paragraph 10 of the Regulation) - but to define, where appropriate, any areas of action needed to make the parking within the parking stalls. No coincidence that the paragraph 3 of art. 141 of the Regulation must be made indicating how the edge lines of the roadway, states that are staple to separate the roadway from the "... places or parking areas and driveways ...", therefore, areas within of which occur maneuvers that, in this case, favor the parking areas or parking (for the note) provided for the purpose, where vehicles must be placed in the manner prescribed by the sign (Article 157, paragraph 5 code ). And besides, what
il parcheggio? E' l'area (e dunque lo spazio, il piano, comunque delimitato ed organizzato) o l'infrastruttura posta fuori dalla carreggiata (di per sé, perché è connaturata e connaturale allo scopo per cui è stata realizzata, senza bisogno di particolari accorgimenti segnaletici di delimitazione, se non di localizzazione, mediante stalli) destinata alla sosta regolamentata o non (art. 3, comma 1, numero 34) codice).
Allora tutto ruota intorno alla infelice collocazione (piuttosto che prescrizione) del comma 6 dell'art. 7 del codice ovvero, subito dopo il comma 5 dello stesso articolo che tratta dei parcheggi a pagamento.
E' chiaro che solo una lettura pretestuosa e non sistematica - come dovrebbe fare un giurista that does not stop the particular, but all over the world are wondering about the legislation or the so-called legal system, itself subject to the rules of interpretation and integration - even speculating on the location of a paragraph of one article of the highway code and of its rules. For what purpose?
Well, I'm thinking ... without too much honor. It
for the cause of Human Rights (first of all that security, which also involves respect for the rules of parking), nor for the social cause. For if you want to do serious journalistic investigation, you should have the patience to look for those situations of non-stop relationship between pay and free support or, as in this case, di quelle situazioni nelle quali le strisce di margine (indipendentemente che il parcheggio sia o meno regolamentato, sia o meno a pagamento ma, in concreto, pericoloso, perché troppo prossimo alle correnti di traffico) non andrebbero tracciate "...in genere..." ma andrebbero tracciate e basta.
Certo, quei solerti cittadini che auspicano di parcheggiare ad un metro dal bancone del bar o all'ingresso dell'aula di scuola ove vorrebbero scaricare il pargoletto - possibilmente tutto a gratis e con buona pace della polizia stradale - non sarebbero così interessati come adesso, quando gli si prospetta di non pagare una giusta sanzione che garantisce a tutti di sostare perché...beh, forse lo abbiamo dimenticato: la strada non è un parco giochi for adults, but the area of \u200b\u200bpublic use intended for circulation (including parking) for all, including pedestrians and animals of all and not only the most uneducated and arrogant that paying for parking, to avoid the road, home.

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You can also stop to ask, I will not. I will not stop parallels risky and unlikely to seek refuge in language exercises. If you want everyone understands what I say are the wrong person, really. What deserves to be read also deserves someone who can appreciate the depth.


What remains unknown to most is just good, mind you. At least until he is so inclined to graze down to earth concepts. Going to fuck all levels of meaning, which in its flatness rot has already been said, bringing those who resurrects from the grave with disrespectful constancy della creatività. 


Ora basta spendere a vuoto altre parole, è tutto fin troppo chiaro e questo non è mai un bene. 
In breve: mi spezzo ma non mi spiego .

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La prima recensione di un CD che mi è piaciuto (escludiamo quelle nel blog e quelle fatte al bar... in effetti il meglio è sempre stato dato al bar). Ma ne parlo alla fine.

Previously I have always lied because I do not give anything to speak ill of the CD of the poor people, who strive for record in the basement and then makes them burn in Finland to have the winning sound.

So in the end is useless.

CDs if people download them.

Better then do reviews in style "good / beautiful / puzzolenti...ricordano Here / Quo / Qua...hanno many / few big hair" and then kick a MySpace, so people would listen to them for 18 seconds and decide whether it's worth downloading the product. If we like the product, it may be that someone make the big step of ordinarselo (on Play.com you can buy the CD just money, see you, today you try to sell just about anything ).

In short, if someone genuinely interested in the reviews? To me yes, but many did not: enough to know that the new Tom's is cool and the new Dick's sad. In fact, say "sad" would be a way to attract attention. I just did a favor to Caio.

Since I do not know how many may be concerned, however, on FB it turns enough, here's a link to the review began:

Fabri Kiareli’s F.E.A.S.T. – Rise ( Avenue of Allies , 2010)

Riassunto della recensione: bravo, suona quasi tutto lui... ha i capelli come Rocky e la faccia come Al Pacino... ha il batterista che vomita... suona come dovrebbero suonare i Whitesnake se non fossero defunti nel 1985... gli fa il culo a Don Dokken e a tutto il suo roster di parrucche... Kiribiri of coffee at the Piazza del Grano is spectacular ... Avenue of the Allies the German label publishes only Italian masterpieces ... Mark Slaughter of the best performance is on "All Systems Go" by Vinnie Vincent ... Fabri repeats the chorus for 3 minutes at the end of each song so the people will learn from exhaustion ox

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Home at last ....

And where they're having breakfast in a radiant morning? but home MIAAAAAAA !
Yes, ladies and gentlemen we are finally back home. Well after 2 months, 54 days to be precise, I suppose you remember the post about ...
Sunday the 20 My day off is spent with sadness and boredom at home with sick while Seba was illegal in the move up and down.
Sunday night we went to Leo and I sleep at home, without Nano, One moment to put in place before the arrival of the casino.
And this photo is taken on Monday morning at breakfast, before dell'Elaiza Tour of San Marco, among other things went very well, I'm looking forward to Saturday to make the second round:) But not digress

, Monday afternoon I went to retrieve Seba, and we got all 3 in the new casino ... that huge flash ... the boy was very upset, you know the change was great, go home / nest stra-mega-super-coccolato/viziato grandparents, a questo in pratica nuovo posto, ancora parecchio incasinato, a dormire nella sua camerina, solo, insomma un gran bel change per un cacherozzolo come lui, e sinceramente anche per noi...

Le cosine stanno trovando piano piano il suo posto, la casa sembra sempre meno un accampamento profughi, la gioia è enorme.

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..durante...

... pittura...

... prende forma...

.. e ora...


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..e ora..

La nostra ex cucina....

... durante.... sob sigh...

..e ora... la camerina di Seba :)


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La scorsa settimana io e Illeo ci siamo dati alla good life, indeed a blow of life, as has been done in two nights that I miss stuff in two months. Too much stuff all at once, how exciting!

I've already talked about the movie night , international event for us in our lives DS ( After Sebastian), and as if that were not enough we went to dinner as well the holes, to celebrate Valentine's Day in advance, and we went to a place that was all the signs you made the point, which is the restaurant Arggghentino of Florence, called Centuries Restaurant 7, Via Ghibellina 140 Red.
I had the good fortune to visit Argentina, a century ago, to be exact, I went by myself in November 2001 (just before it happened all over the casino paid to the Casa Rosada ... etc) for almost a month, the guest of a great friend Argentine Federico, who lived in Florence to study art and was a dear friend of mine - a crazy wild, thoroughbred artist, funny as hell, a beautiful head, he spoke all the languages \u200b\u200bof the world, including the Sardinian and sanfredianino, speaks via unn'è mica 'ito, in fact I went to see him who had returned to home
There was spring, and was an absolute the best holidays of my life .
The Argentines are wonderful people who welcomed me as if I were one of them, and living with "local" to me are enjoyed and appreciated in the beast. So obviously the kitchen. Of sgrifate of fat that you can not understand, barbecue grills, which seemed to studios in the center (of magnitude!) And a quality of flab ...... ten.

Well, this digression to make you understand what I wanted to try those flavors, for a moment to relive that amazing holiday, and the fear of getting hurt a lot, I always held back from going to this restaurant that smelled so much done, with this website disgraceful that calls for nothing (I do not want web designers, but we do ...) that seems to stuff for tourists or for American students in Florence in short ....

Botta's ass, I know one working there in the kitchen every so often, arggghentino purebred, ask him to confirm the quality and authenticity of the place, and he tells me. Street, you go!

looks much like a pub setting, downstairs there is a counter-style bar, with tables and bench, just pub grub. Patriotic flags everywhere and all sorts of trinkets to remind the house - as we s'ha hanging hams and white checkered tablecloths and red flag them and blanca selessffste as they pronounce it, or the sun, or whips and gaucho hat etc ...

We decided to go upstairs, polo-style English, cute, much as a kind of restaurant, but a little Caldina thing, since you're in the loft above the kitchen - it was actually down even more busy this is cool, next time choose to stay down.
Anyway, cute, beautiful tables, chairs, a place so short, cute, for romantic couples, groups of friends, which is valid for all alternatives.

Menu typical Argentine - that fat, flab flab flab and dessert. gotta the series alive, but that's okay, we sdata ordering a bit of everything, to be exact, with no star to share with appetizers first and second, the flesh was always:

- of Empanadas meat (there is also chicken, that is the thing that most vegetarian!) - a roll with minced meat, onions, peppers, boiled eggs and olives - good

- achuras Mixtas - grilled or stuff that I ate quietly in Buenos Aires, so the the brace is also a bona ciabatta, then 'sti exotic names inspired me, chinchulinas, mollejas, then in the evening with the vocabulary I learned that I had swallowed sweetbreads, kidney, intestines .... arghhhh! but they were very good, really, at my invitation and schifilteria usual, I took that and remain in a very welcome step - that is: sweetbreads (mollejas) - kidneys (rinoncitos) - intestines (chinchulines) - and sarsicce. GOOD!

- Churrasco - real costs, not our ribs, but it's like steak, it seems like steak then you explain that their cut is exactly

- Bife de lomo - tenderloin

wine, one I do not remember them, but very good indeed! Wines costicchiano eh, you start with one that costs less than like 25 euro, but the flesh is affordable, then I tell you, however, prices

The meat is crazy .... tell us, oh they are cute, kind and friendly - Argentine own ... In short we were told, maybe a little embarrassed, I know I gave that impression, because talking of steak that they consider "best in the world" in a Tuscan maybe sounds a bit like a challenge, but we are talking about two different meats - they are accustomed to star sbrahata in Pampa, and no grass to graze only troiai feed, and one being the Pampa plains, not moving a muscle - so the meat is tender and lean lean - in fact quite the cook, not super rare like ours, and it remains the same tender. Entertainment
All with the chimichurri sauce , ie parsley, garlic and chilli boh

The sweet .... arrrghhh I do not think we do ... I dreamed the night Dulce de Leche , a kind of caramel with which they do everything: ice cream, cakes, candies, cakes, everything.
But I was full, and I saw it in Piazza Santa Croce was the chocolate festival, so I thought I'd strafogata there ... oh me from a closed gate in the face ....... I implored them to give me a chocolate only, please, I want to abstinence, but there was no way .... (

short, two empanadas, achuras mixtas in two, one for a main dish, wine, coffee and water ammazzacaffè - 90 Euro in two . Honestly say.

Then going to the toilet, a bathroom pat to where they rebuilt the Turkish risky choice but I would say the original, there is a statue of David by Michelangelo, with his clothes on Argentina, and a myriad of photos taken with celebrities go from there, but many! And all the players of Manchester United, several times, including my love never forgotten always en mi corazon Pablo Daniel Osvaldo :)

So, go there!

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brings us to the new appointment with Elaiza Tours :)

A 'sto giro andremo a visitare il bellissimo convento di San Marco, conosceremo meglio il Beato Angelico e poi ci recheremo in una perla di posto,ovvero il Chiostro dello Scalzo.

Due appuntamenti per voi, in base ai vostri impegni lavorativi:

Lunedì 21 Febbraio

Sabato 26 Febbraio

Appuntamento ore 10.00 in Piazza San Marco.

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Vov, I went to the movies!

Attention attention! I went back to the movies! Yes, for the second time in my life DS. or after it is born by Seby I went to the movies to see Sex and the City 2 with a friend and nothing more, last night I went Ille Yari and live to see Checco Zalone, strategies praised by critics and Friends who had seen him, and therefore subject to negative feedback from us, you know when you load it to the beast, then get in there and maybe you think 'na crap.

Instead ..... The first part starts slow, a diesel, and apparently forced a few bars ... then, a succession of crap one after the other, burst, culminated with the scene of the painting stolen then riappiccica with slap style kill the fly that I thought of dying and pee in laughter.

BRILLIANT!

Simply brilliant, is a ridiculous character, such as Italian (now unfortunately) almost mean, you do not know if there is or how it makes us overly insane, irreverent, politically incorrect, Southerner, sexist and so on and and so forth - you, Farah (Nabih Akkari) that sweetness to the film, is an interesting figure, it seems like a desecration of the Islamic religion and terrorism, instead uses it as a weapon against us and our prejudices - the legendary Rocco Papaleo , and mythical Caparezza, who sing at the baptism scene "eh fly fly you go higher and higher you go" was amazing!

Look, I did not believe, but I am really earned more than 10 years with the laughter that I've done. The cinema was practically empty, had around 10-15 people, all seemed happy. No, but I have to say about the film, ganzissimo - we went to Warner, now known as UCI, the film started at 22.10, we went a few minutes before, but we did not get split up at 22.10, and then we sorbitol 32 minutes 32 advertising! 32 minutes 32.

and attention, after 26 minutes of film .... range - 5 minutes and entered those of the popcorn, embarrassed under our eyes in disbelief and just nu incazziatiello.

But apart from that, top night!

favorite scenes?

- kissing the ring

- nooo you do not go sleeveless and flip-flops (Tibetan monks!)

- the mussels to the fundamentalist bombers

- 's exctasy Santa Caterina

- when steals the picture to take photos and then complete with a handful riappiccica

- the Pacchin

the Pope - the baptism in pure Terrone Style "

- the anti-sex bomb

- searches to get on the Duomo

Rating: 8

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Insane passions

Oh yes I guess you all to humiliate

"this bay, as is the intelligent look at me 'bullshit ste "

and still

" noooooooooo immense disappointment"

or

" vaia vaia dawg"

but I have a few secrets with you, and then confess:

- Hello everyone, I'm Elisa

(in chorus)-Hello Elisa

- I also watch Big Brother, but I'm trying to stop (not)

Well, yes: everyone which has the her. I look at the GF. And I like it. O on. Not the direct eh, do not exaggerate, but riassuntini evening, Monday evening and above all never say GF.

I am well aware that trash is a beast, reflecting the miserably stupid and ephemeral world of today, who grow up maybe my son will want to participate and I want to beat me to the wall, but a fo it to him. With all the serious things you need to think, work, son, husband, home, work, family, snakes, work, work work, quarrels, I may want to see an idiot in my life?? Can I? I can, and I defend my decision to remove the brain for three hours on Monday night.

So, now that I've confessed, I think some of you have this with my absurd passion, so I know that you look underneath you too. But what is to

Rosica Ferdinand was no longer immune, and is also nominated?? ahhh me laugh and I enjoy it all!

And then, or how bad we are a Tuscan feel like talking on television strascihato ?.... when there was Ilaria, which among other things because I know the stadium, the one you could hear .....

svelatevi by Dai, tell the truth, those who watch GF??

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Martina goes to war, Antonella Manzione

A book is not just the content.
So, when I a book, my fingers will scroll through the pages, my hands grab him and my gaze lingers on the images.
The cover image, perhaps, Martin portrays the brave little girl who decides to fight his war and he does since his childhood, riding, sculpture, his imaginary horse, while in the background, far away, the village and its people, remains a stranger to this battle alone.
in the front cover, the one that finally closes the book, who knows, there is now great Martina, who grew up and the serene look and hair in the wind ... and again, in the background, a fragment of the coast that plunges into sea.
The country, the land and its people, often remains far from the battlefield and the brave fighter is alone, isolated from the whole world is so proud to fight.
I think that Martina is not a person, if not many people: all those people - victims or perpetrators, because the piece of history in which it takes the photo - who decide to fight, to win their war.
A war of conquest, of victory, slope, inevitably marked by blood.
Not surprisingly, this novel takes place in the series "The reasons for the West," where he pretends to address the issues that are burning up the modern world.
not finished as long as they fought to conquer new territory or to remove that occupied, at the last occupant. For various reasons, for different ambitions, different purposes for different ideals ... in search of justice which men have invented, cataloged, organized according to their mental and cultural models.
There are real reasons to justify a war, this war, the war we fight every day, we in the West?
Is there really a need to think of a battlefield, like a soul where the conflict can be overcome with reason dl faster?
Can you really a judge to restore dignity to a body battered by injustice?
Or perhaps, the mind that dwells in that body, can try to seek justice in his case, giving the court the only task of assessing what is more just society that has built its own rules?
do not know if this novel can truly be understood as a moving narrative variations on the theme of bullying, when, again, this delicate issue of human relationships is so little known and valued by our system executioner.
Rather, I believe that this novel suffered, is the pain that attacks anyone who moves the social competition, to forget that the competitors are simply people, and then humans, animals.
In these lines written "blood", each page is a meditation on family and social relationships, on condition that the family, friends, work colleagues, social organization and executioner, entails.
page full of pictures made of words and words made of images and aphorisms to meditate and transcript, and names of people who are in the streets of every small town ... maybe because you simply talk about life and the need for break away sooner or later, from everything you crashes heavily to the ground and not allow you to free yourself from any unnecessary burden.
A book whose theme is the filial love.
That son that sometimes, in this society of "doing", we tend to forget or give to others, only to worry about its economic future (perhaps, just an excuse to govern our sense of guilt in leaving him alone to himself and us to dedicate ourselves, body and soul, our professional business), but so little of his needs and difficulties of his infant, child and therefore, man: victim among the victims.
But the love that lasts and lasts branch, throughout the unfolding of the story, as if to hammer the consciousness of its protagonist, more and more aware of the futility of his many activities that take away time with his daughter. A final
quiet, simple and distracted from the overall complexity of a text appealing and understandable, even to the most subtle.
The closure of a complicated story, the story common to many of those who love to reflect on the events of his own existence, is confused and concerned with the triumphant entry of low-power of love.
Sol this is worth fighting for and fighting the good fight, winning our war anyway, even if left alone to enjoy the freedom given to us from the love and who truly loves us for who we are and not for what build.