Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Western Chİkan Traİn Fantasy

61: How can you say that I do not remember you?



The historical memory of an entire people went up in smoke, in a few moments.
This is the sad, distressing truth.

If you notice immediately the technician to control the machinery that, like a huge electronic database, maintain records of centuries of history.

The battles in the name of an ideal, those operated by political plans, the conquests of new territories, new discoveries in various fields of knowledge, and then, of course, the immense mass of literature, as well as digital copies of works of figurative art, paintings from the now destroyed time and wear of materials, and which persisted right through to reproductions of pixels of computers.

All these data now are gone.
And the coach must try to find an explanation, and it is reasonable, too.
As in all historical periods, even in our future knowledge is controlled, operated by a power that exploits, to accomplish their goals.
the threshold of the three thousand who were primarily concerned with data stored in computer databases, the only legacy of a now distant past, are delegated sovereign nations, or leaders who govern the city.
So, as always, who has the power in their hands.

At where we're at, if the truth were to spread, would be the end of so many power plays that may have a domain on the minds, thanks to ignorance.
know, it also means becoming aware of their rights, means lay claim, and this, the various rulers of our day may not allow, or would be called into question the whole apparatus that have been able, by violent means and unjustified.

At the same time, however, knowledge of the past should not be lost, but must be carefully preserved, a full benefit of the powerful that, in this way, can count on a number of examples from the past to refer to.
can retrace the path of the strategists of the past, and to learn from the mistakes of the past.
Because the company is perfect, and harmony reign among all parties, there must be a party knows, and ignoring another.
only way you can operate the blackmail, just so you can carry out a proud (and aware) on thousands of poor victims who are completely unaware of the machinations, and continue to make their lives every day, believing that everything is right and inevitable.

Now, however, that all knowledge of past centuries has been lost, the coach is in trouble. How
justify it to his superiors?
already feel her breath in her throat, she knows that will suffer the repercussions for that.
Maybe not by his own superiors, they are pawns, just like him, but certainly there is someone who, even higher, you may want to His death, and then it would be dead.

fact is that it can not find no cause for what happened.
equipment database receive regular power supply, a clear sign that there was no short circuit in the system.
The problem is not the machinery, but the data that they, a few hours ago, during his last general inspection, contained.
Once implemented the procedure of switching devices, it appears no signal.
Black-out total, unbelievable amounts of electronic memory lost in a whisper.

He can not even imagine what procedures would be implemented (it is now pretty sure that there is someone, and quite smart, behind all this) the mysterious "attacker" machine.
According to the standard mode, data can only be retrieved by dividing them into a series of blocks, as many folders that contain, each, a limited amount of memory.
folders so made may be transferred elsewhere, such as "passed" from one computer to another, when there is reduction in the efficiency of a machine.


E 'a customary procedure, the technician that has performed many times, because what the "death" of the machines is a fairly common problem.
But cars were always isolated to fall into crisis, requiring, therefore, nothing more than a normal data transfer.
This time, however, is the whole complex electronics to be crashed.
One thing that is not even conceivable, given that the complex is controlled by a series of alternating self-generators, which can conflict with each other, so as to ruin the whole system.

This case leaves no alternative: someone is introduced into the mail room, has tampered with the computer, and managed to extract all the data.
remains to understand how I managed to take over the memory is so large, managed through separate programs, all protected by a password, just to avoid any risk of data loss.
Moreover, whoever it was, it did so with a time definitely not taking advantage the period between a hole and the other control.

an exact time.
The plant database is checked every hour.
During the afternoon hours, the technician is working on it.
In other times of the day, if it involved his students, or the soldiers of the kingdom.
However, control of the machinery for the storage of past culture is guaranteed, every hour throughout the day.

The mysterious attacker, therefore, must be someone who knows all about control procedures, and has been able to take advantage of it, when acting would not have taken risks. But you
can not be said to have built his goal step by step, transferring data at a time just because, every time you checked the database, you question the value of all machinery.

Therefore, if even a small percentage of memory had failed, it soon became clear the first check, when compared to the status of "present memory" by the notion of "total memory", a value stored in computers.

Nor can hypothesize that the responsible for the loss of all data is a foreign sovereign, who may have acted as a token of compensation to our king, putting his hands on knowledge stored in his kingdom.
is not a plausible hypothesis, because the few monarchs who divide the land, checking each one of the continents, as well as being among the few who know of the existence of knowledge to be protected, they are also divided by 'beginning with complitassime diplomatic operations, the various fields of knowledge.

In particular, during the now historic session of about 700 years ago, during which the ancestors of today's rulers will discuss the division of knowledge, we tried to place the principle of "even distribution" .
That is, make a piece of knowledge of each field of human knowledge, could follow every continent, and hence avoid a separation of culture, how it would come about if every field of knowledge had become the exclusive property had a continent.
Convey, however, almost equal shares of each type of knowledge on every continent and in the service of each sovereign, which has been avoided in the future, a ruler could use a specific framework, known only to him, to make a detailed war against another continent, which was, in fact, free.

But now, after 700 years since that historic event, why did one of the rulers of today, who are the descendants of those who made this meeting was to raise new questions?
What for possession of the culture of another continent, it has an equal in her?
Nor can hypothesize total hegemony on other continents, because among the various nations there is great harmony, and it has never happened since the days of that historic meeting between those who were preparing to become sovereign, which a continent that has come into conflict with one another continent, for cultural reasons, or other species.

Also, I wonder if the same thing, or the loss of all data in the database "library" has occurred in other continents.
Of course, if it happened, the news will spread sooner or later, though secretly, to ensure that the normal population is not aware of it, because it must remain unaware of these things.
almost certainly will be heard on the news of delicate political operations, a convenient way to spread the latest news, hiding the details to most, so that only the few who know, understand how things are.

But while the coach we know, is committed to seeking a solution to the problem, maybe even to invent a good excuse to appease his superiors, elsewhere, at a point that the technician can not even imagine, something surprising is happening.
A series of strange creatures are arguing with each other, rather excitedly.
Some seem to laugh, happy with the new course of events.
We can not understand what these strange creatures are saying, because, in their speeches, they use an unknown language, a language that was not present in our database, so we do not know anything.

Only later, when this incredible story had now turned into a bad memory, a set of confused details of memory, a bit 'as data from a computer to which it is hard to access, there has been given any explanation, and some of us also dealt with the translation of those speeches.

Only for this, we can now tell you that these strange creatures in a place far away from where the engineer, in a place no one, not even the kings in their high wisdom, knowledge, are discussing new floors, new intrigues, to the detriment of the continents of the earth.
to subvert the order of things, it took a foreign intervention, from the outside, it took an entirely neutral, who were acting on all its purposes, without being bound by ancient pacts.
To shake the world, it would take an alien race, who had found how to steal the knowledge of men, and now hoped to fold all continents, subjecting all the sovereigns.

Perhaps, in this new state of affairs, will return to the triumph of justice, the aliens will know the truth at all, will allow those which, to date, data from the distant past were treasured and away from prying eyes, become common to all nations, because there should be more about someone else who's in charge, much of nascondengli know.

And so, those who came from a place far away and unknown, seemed nothing more than the new conquerors, for, at most, to replace the previous ones, always keeping the truth itself, may, however, represent a new course of events for humanity, a new course in which everyone is like any other, is free as all his fellow , and can be considered absolute as well as conscious architect of its future, for every moment of his life.






Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Why Do My Toes Turn With A Cast

All right ...

... Then all evil, then all is well ...

_

Tie.


(maths)

Sunday, February 27, 2011

How To Make A Dc Motor Boat

Horowitz Mozart ...





... more I listen, the more I want to play the pass.

Saturday, February 26, 2011

Sat College Basketball Scores

60: The eyes of nearby



not hear no music.
Strange.
When, many years ago, entered the room, he was not ever not feel no music.
Whether it was the usual, everyday pieces staged by the Trio, or that it was one of the rare cases in which they presented their new piece, there was always music that immediately enveloped anyone cross the threshold of the room.

Now, however, for the first time, can not hear you.
And, incidentally, it's been several years since.
something must have happened by force, can not be otherwise.

take the final steps, after which it will finally have the answer you seek.
is in, and understands.
around him is empty.
no one would ever expect this.
There is no one, not even a dog.

No customer who is sitting at a table.
Look straight ahead, right, and sees the counter.
There's a man behind to be the bartender.

It is not a man who knows.
When he came into the room, at the time, there were always familiar faces.
Indeed, they were always the same faces circled inside.
Be that as staff, as customers.
Now, do not know who has before his eyes.

may be the son of Joe, the owner of the restaurant, he knew very well in its heyday.
Yeah, could be the son of Joe, and he even knows.

But all this alone makes him feel even a little 'afraid.
not be said to be really sad.
Disappointed, yes, but not sad.

the good times, many years ago when the place was always attended by the same people, when they were always the same faces you saw when you knew by heart the personal history of each, because he had heard a billion times Inside the room, in there because everything was made to repeat itself endlessly, as the songs of the Trio, inevitable accompaniment to a lot of customers who had decided to live their lives in the confirmation of a series of facts, chronicles past and everyday, then when there was all this, there was no room for fear.

You could be sad, unhappy with their lives is always the same, without any stimulation, but you knew that, as things could go wrong, there was always the place to give you the certainty of something.
there, everyone was ready to offer all of himself.
was enough to turn around, to hear a story.

And they were always stories of people, true stories of life, did wrong, of uncertainty, gains and losses and, above all, to repent.
At least, however, there was something to talk about, something that sviava attention from the normal problems that were out.
Because once I entered the room, it was like being in a different way.
problems of everyday life there were always, but it was as if the room inside, it was only the reflection.

And it was there for his comedy act.
Until the end.

As your sadness can be large, it will never be enough, as long as there is someone next to you, which divide.
anyone willing to listen, or tell his story.
Someone who, with his presence fills the void that is inside you.

But now that everything is empty, there is not even that.
Do not have a shoulder to cry on, or up to laugh, hiding a deeper unrest. There
just nothing.
much worse than life outside.

Watch the bartender behind the counter. It's a law
surprised expression in her eyes, as if surprised to see someone enter the room.
Now he wants to try to talk to him.
Maybe it's really the son of Joe, as he had imagined.

Maybe something can tell you what's going on.
Indeed, what is not happening inside the walls always old and never renovated that space completely empty.
As if the room outside, had not wanted to show the wound that nothing inside.

He, like the people who have gone through, he prefers to drown inside own evil thoughts, and keep, outside, the image that has always had for everyone.

Saturday, February 19, 2011

How Long Should Ribbon Be So Volleyball

Incazzatura growing. And because

E 'for some' time that I do not write something sensible and it exceeds the three lines on this blog. And maybe even now I will, but we order our thoughts.
So, yesterday I saw Buried, and I must tell you and advise you. Just the fact that 94 minutes of a movie shot entirely in a coffin, should hurl. Then you put an exciting plot, the suspense continues and a grand finale making it a great movie with controcoglioni.

I had already noticed when it came out, but as usual I had not had time to see him. Find a link (found) and watch it. Yesterday I sent him to fuck Latin and art and I've seen. Dunno, I think he was very well exploited in the afternoon.

Scazzi And then I was a dick and I would have combined the same. And by co-
'these problems that do not give a fuck your a saw. Oh no
instead, I'm really breaking my balls. Back to say that the life I knew little or nothing.

I can think of some theories to explain the problems and "how the field" (yes, that big fool). This is a recent and perhaps trusted.
In life there are three factors: Factor I, Factor C and Factor X.
factor I is that of knowledge and education. In short, what you do physically to increase, in various fields. When you learn something that will help you. We say when you work hard and are rewarded. But it is this last statement that is false. Very often it is neither paid nor anything, even if in the end what you could do 'you did. "I'd rather be lucky" seems an essay (yes, the same rate of Matchpoint, another interesting little film). In fact, the second factor is the factor C, we know. Well yes, because that's what you often save your ass, that that has an extraordinary power, and who also has a great flaw: you're not controlling it. And I rode a bit because it would be enough 'to get out of all situations, or see people who are worth half of you and comes up with Fortune ...
But I have spoken of a third factor, factor X. It 's the most indefinable of the three. I'm also trying to figure me, slowly. I know there for sure, though. It acts as mediator between the first two factors. It might seem like the Talent, but no, not that. Perhaps it is fortunate that the closer to know itself, but a difference of Fortune, it seems that you have control. The feel, unlike Fortune, one thing that is in me, rather than external. It acquires with experience, and is even superior to fortune, but could not exist without the first two factors. Here, before I said that I did not understand a fuck, now I go out with all these decisions ... yes, but despite all these words, the fact is that we do not find a way to finish. Because even if I could figure out how things are going, what I could do at the end?

ok, that ends the disc by the appearance of Queens Of The Stone Age and I'm going to make me sleep na.

Warhammer War Virtual Table

59: Would you dance?



- "Would this dance?" .

was him, the young count, talk to her.

- "Sure, I'd be honored, thank you ..." she says, softly, almost intimidated by the imposing figure of the man that lies ahead.

- "Well, then let's go" .

takes her hand and together they head toward the center of the room, among many other couples dancing, there like them, dressed up in elegant clothes, as it should be people of high society who, in fact, are. The

to laugh, thinking about it.

To think that this, after all, is nothing more than a side dish.

The real life of the nobles like them to a marchioness as she, or a count as the young man who has just invited to dance is very different, made up of moments sometimes boring, so you are forced to wonder what makes so rich and different your life.

And dances like this are just the icing on the cake is just a small, impromptu moments that take advantage of the nobles to show off, to give vent to their obsession with secret look a certain way, to highlight opulence that normally tedious in everyday life, made of meetings and receptions, has not many opportunities to get to the light.

Yet despite this, for these noble feasts are only a rough, unpleasant effort.

what should be seen by them as an opportunity to play, they find some 'fun in a life that provide nothing more than pressing commitments and essential (for subtle questions of etiquette), becomes, instead, paradoxically only one way to see once again exhibited those traits of the nobility who have so much weight during official events.

- "We really wanted this dance" , while he confides, transported by the notes of a waltz to the music of Mozart, they are close enough that they can not do anything but look into her eyes.

- "How come?" , is its application.

- "Because now, finally, on this dreary evening, I have the opportunity to look at her straight in the eye, and so I can savor, like one of those forbidden fruits that come from distant areas of the east, all the exotic shades ".

- " Aha! ", she responds with laughter.

" She is truly a gallant man, Count, but what say, oddly, makes me laugh a lot ... ".

- "Why do you say this, my beautiful dream of spring?" , ask him, not hiding a surprise to those words with which she seemed to mitigate the effect of poetry with which he hoped to hit.

- "She's a real flatterer" , she continues, this time more genuinely moved, "but I think that your words on the fruit in the East, on my exotic beauty, certainly could adapt to my figure if I were really a women from those geographic areas, and in case it is also noticeable, in my eyes, in my ways, some features typical of those women, because it was not even real facial features ... but told me that what you are European ... ".

- "witty reflection , he begins, which is pleasantly surprised by the words that you used to build his speech, " but it would be very unfair to me, if you think that I limit my review in its comparisons of such superficial considerations.

In fact, I speak in these terms because I felt immediately, since the first time when I grabbed her hand to lead in this dance, in her curious essence, and I realized that this essence comes from its smell, and since I am a man who has traveled extensively (and, indeed, our noble conditions lead us continually from one part of the world), I did not take long to realize that that essence is something that she wears the most distantly European imaginable, but there is, in this pleasant smell, the mystery and sophistication of the culture of the firm and secure ... ".

you remain staring at him for a moment, surprised.

Very true.

While preparing to meet this evening in the company of many other noble like her, she found, at one point, thinking about the scent to be used.

Recalling the words of his mother, who always warns about the need to choose the proper scent for every occasion, for it was good to make that smell was as much as possible in keeping with the theme of every evening in which was intended to bind themselves, had thought carefully about what to choose.

Then, the eye had fallen on a bottle of perfume that India had been won, not long before by a distant cousin, a day that had come to visit her in his luxurious villa in the city, and was temporarily in town for a break from his frequent trips to those distant lands, and still largely unknown.

And he, the Count, he guessed.

He understood that it is put on the scent of the Far East.

is amazing.

Saturday, February 12, 2011

What Movie Is The Scary Barbie

58: How long is the horizon



"Who knows how many beautiful things we see in this journey on the high seas ..." .
"A lot, of course, but the most important thing you will see our own eyes ..." .

are about to climb aboard their boat, tackle and a spin off.
the boat is the father of her, and she never had the slightest doubt that gliel'avrebbe granted so that they could make their way out romantic.

Moreover, he has lots of boats, and they're all there, at the mouth of the harbor, to march side by side, like a bridge over the water.
Ferme, to show the eyes of those who venture along the pier and take a look at the water calm of clear summer days. Even
waiting, in a sense.

Already, a parade is the right word.
Because those boats, side by side, seem to say something to those who sees through looking at the sea seem to say that they are very good, able to tackle even the most perilous sea conditions.

But they, in truth, did not need to choose.
They quickly found a boat suitable for their intended purpose.

Nothing too bulky for a couple who ventures on the sea just a small boat.
They have chosen a motor, to be sure of going to sea without too much effort, but also to be free, when exiting, to do something else. How

kissing, for example.

And that's exactly what they are doing now, as the boat begins to progress further along the bay slowly.

A good kiss (even very long), is an excellent opportunity to inaugurate the sea voyage as soon as started.

But they do not have the slightest idea where they might get, what they could see.

"Nice idea of \u200b\u200bthe journey into the unknown" , tells him, referring to that unknown is precisely what is most mysterious is hidden behind their romantic journey.

"E 'love adventure, but also for risk, to push" , she says, "and then do not worry, there will be something that will last forever.
Although, actually, I do not know what will last.
But this is not what counts, much of the charm of what we are doing comes from the fact that we have no idea what to which we may encounter, there is only the desire to do something a bit 'unusual ... ".

"Yeah ... but you've managed to convince me to do this feat, saying that at least you know swimming, so when we are away, we face the sea and higher, I care for them all to you ..." .

"Do not worry, Ale" , she tells him to calm him, and meanwhile is to think about how great it is for a woman to have a man to reassure, and how he manages every time to be so simple and innocent.

"Of course I know how to swim, because otherwise we would have brought the fishing tackle?" , and nods to a small set of simple objects, like fins and snorkel, which had insisted on bringing with him in this adventure marine just to look at the seabed.

"And you'll see that when we get further and I plunge into the water, I will also, through my words, to convey something of the profound beauty that can be hidden in one of our waters ..." .

He looks at her, and now has a more serene.

Again she was able to find the right words to make him happy.
whatever they do. As long as the
do together, and are always ready to support themselves, as true love.

Friday, February 4, 2011

Trebuchet Online Simu

57: Feathers of my feathers


Greetings to all my readers.
I think some Wikipedia pages should be integrated, at the beginning, with the words: Attention , surprising revelations!
It 's the feeling that I had a few days ago when, in fact through Wikipedia, I was going for pure hobby, to do research on the world of the Disney ducks.
An experiment you can try to do it too: just type "Donald Wikipedia" on Google, and then, thanks to wired links, reach the pages of the various characters involved. You will do so
a series of shocking discoveries, and today I want you back, in a list (with comments) what impressed me most:

1) Here Quo Here are the sons of Donald's twin sister, Della Duck .

So Peperino has a twin sister?
Who knew?
I remember an old cartoon I saw, in which Donald Duck received a letter from a duck in the charge that the three pests Quo Qua here, but I had noticed that she was his twin sister, perhaps because she, in her first appearance, was presented as the cousin of Donald Duck.

2) Uncle Scrooge is the brother of Hydrangea 'de Scrooge, who is none other than ... the mother of Donald Duck!

has finally explained the relationship between Donald and the rich tion. they always say that Scrooge is Donald's uncle, but no one ever asks why.

3) The husband of Hortense 'de Scrooge, and father of Donald, the Duck Quackmore , is the son of Grandma Duck.

A revelation perhaps obvious, but curious to know, especially because it seems that, because of their choleric characters, Hortense and Quackmore were made one for another, and could not feel that together, and even this must be the typical irritability of the child.

4) Grandma Duck also had a husband, appeared in very few occasions, his name is Humperdink duck.

I do not think that they serve other comments, but perhaps her husband's Grandma Duck is easier to remember, since it appears in many stories in flashback, and is also known as Grandma Duck .

5) The vast fortune of Gaston, the result of a symbol of good luck painting by a painter, the birthday of his mother.

It seems, moreover, that Gaston child, his birthday, while playing with Donald, was struck by lightning since then, every time you birthday, so once a year, Gaston suddenly ... unlucky!
Initially, then, to explain the relationship of Gaston with the 'de Scrooge, it was imagined that the lucky duck, after the death (for indigestion) real of his parents, had been adopted by Matilda, the sister of Uncle Scrooge.

6) Initially Ciccio, a cousin of Donald Duck, had to have the features of a brilliant inventor, but it soon became incurable glutton we know, and the identity of the inventor was attributed to Archimedes Pythagorean.

Moreover, it seems that Ciccio, despite living permanently with Grandma Duck, his nephew is not direct, as Casey Coot, the grandfather of Ciccio, is the brother of Grandma Duck, which makes Ciccio a great-grandson of the latter, and a second cousin of Donald Duck.

The information I have reported from Wikipedia is based on a Duck Family Tree Don Rosa, American Disney comics (but of Italian descent), created in 1993, based on Carl Barks notes that over the years '50, had already made, privately, a similar work. However
Don Rosa's family tree is more complete, because thanks to a series of letters exchanged by Carl Barks himself, the author was able to resolve several inconsistencies which limited the old notes.

So, summing up, we can conclude that the Disney family of ducks is remarkably complex, partly because the Disney literature (taking into account now, only the comics) is endless, and we must also consider the many characters in the most recent creation, which often, perhaps, are only a guest appearance in a story, and nothing more.

Yet there, too.
How, moreover, there are also characters that I mentioned in the list above, and bizarre characters with long names, which is hard to keep in memory, and only appeared in the early days, when there was still the desire of better define certain relationships.
But then things changed: the focus has shifted only a few characters, like Donald Duck, Uncle Scrooge, Gladstone ... as we all know, because history has made them more famous.
Thus, the older guys, older relatives of the extended family of ducks, have been lost, and now, today, their recovery is nothing more than a pastime, a game for a few passengers, fussy and demanding, enthusiasts.

Why, after all, there are very little chance that one of those old characters, like Donald's father, or mother of Gaston lucky, to be dusted off in the stories of today. This
, however, by preventing new ones created.
And from just 10 years, the family of ducks Disney could find certain personalities that we would never expect.
Because even at Disney, like so many other things in life, we can only focus on the future and move forward in your path.
Even if, despite everything, there will always be those who, like me, is no longer interested in these modern productions, and will continue to look for, in his short visit to the newsstand, those publications which reproduce the glorious historical past and the ducks, to savor the 'inexhaustible fascination.

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Hair Dye That Targets Gray

56: I do not know the rules of the game



- "I do not want ours is a mad love, Ale ... ", are his exact words.

"I do not want, because you do not need ... now, maybe I understand why you made me this question ..." .

He looks at her, but she says nothing, does not want to stop it, expected to continue his speech.

A brief pause and then she (maybe you had stopped thinking that he would intervene, but, realizing that he, at the moment, prefer simply to listen, did not hesitate to continue) resumes: "You see these people on to that wheel spinning wildly ... ".

He continues to look at it again more astonished.

can not believe that, once again, has identified the root problem.

That, again, has understood very well what he wanted to say.

"You see these people" , she continues, "among which there are too many lovers, who enjoy and see, to stand up there on that wheel, you see that made you feel ... but I tell you not to do If all this .... "

- "Do not ... ... should not I?" , he says with a voice almost inaudible, but she stops him immediately, continuing his speech.

- "Do not that's what counts.

I mean ... not that I do not intend to investigate the sincerity of the love of these people you see in this fun ride attraction.

This is not the point.

will also be in love, but this is beautiful.

Everyone has their own way of experiencing love.

It is important to recognize that.

And you and I think we recognize much in the way we love.

a normal way, without too many raised head, but only in the name of pleasure.

Why we control ourselves, we understand how far we can go to be happy, and we realized that what for us is not important, why do not we connect anything necessary for us .... "

He continues to look at her without saying a word, and meanwhile think that is very happy to know someone so special like you, because this is exactly the kind of woman who always dreamed of, a woman who clearly knows how to rule on the problems , the most delicate matters of life.

A woman who is also able to lift and carry hand with her man when necessary.

And he loves her for it.

Largely for this.

- "So" , she continued, sounding more determined than usual, which would indicate that, at the end of these words his new, something sensational happens, "you should have all these doubts.

In fact, you do not.

Trust, and you will always find the right way, at any time. "

At that point, their mouths are approaching, and they kiss again.

It serves no purpose to know that this is not the first kiss, so that if they are already so many data in the past.

It will be a different experience every time, if for every kiss you will be able to combine a precise meaning.

In this case, for example, you can talk about the kiss of the carousel.

A title that would be fine for a song.

about love, of course.

are there on that bench, where they decided to pause a moment to reflect on their situation, as if, to them, all they have around, everyone here just for fun facts amuse the mind of those who attended, not even existed.

And eternity of kissing, he thinks that even those couples who are screaming at the top of the wheel while carousel continues to spin at high speed, can give you any trouble.

To contrast that cry of fear and at the same time of frenzy, which is released into the air, there is a feeling much deeper, made of fine words and fair beliefs, and powered by an inner well that beats for every corner of the body.

is how a single kiss, prolonged indefinitely, can suddenly become insane.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

How To Survive Pulminary Fibrosis

Try out the sled ... this is the tip! Epiphany



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Monday, January 24, 2011

Pressure Points To Put You Asleep Points



at the end of the maximum is one, and it is that.
of life I did not understand a shit.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Do People Have Bottomless Parties

55: What game?


1 ................ 1 (12%)
2 ................ 0 (0%)
3 ................ 0 (0%)
4 ................ 0 (0%)
5 ................ 0 (0%) ................ 0 6
(0%) ................ 7
0 (0%)
................ 8 1 (12%)
................ 9 3 (37%)
10 .............. 3 (37%)


Hello all.
What you see above is a diagram that shows the results of a survey that I set up this blog over the past year.
The survey was set to close automatically on the last day of the year, December 31.
The aim was to invite visitors to give this blog a rating from 1 to 10, just as you do in school.

The results show two very significant things: first, is that I have received a high percentage of high grades (most have it, equal merit, 9 and 10), then I can not complain, and the second is that there is a total absence of voting in the numbers called "normal" or "central" .
Well, well 3 people have given me 9, other 3 gave me a good 10, only one gave me an 8, and then there's also someone who gave me such a vote.
Nothing.
No 4, No 5, No 6, No 7.
The votes are just the extremes.

We see that, for those who visit this blog or very nice to the point that they can earn no more than a high vote, or, conversely, a true ciofeche , which can not be defined if not with the lowest possible values.

In all this, however, we read another reference to my personality and always hard stretched between two poles. Unable
how to perceive the nuances of life, I certainly could not claim to be appreciated in a humane manner, simple and unobtrusive.
No, as all those who enjoy the complicated life, I expect a result like that, and then welcome him with open arms, knowing that, after all, is only a survey, and that perhaps not everyone took part, though, I understand that, say, this also means state the number of those who visit me are more of survey participants, and already at this point my certainties waver.

There is another thing, then, that I can not understand that this survey by the count of the statistical results, one arrives at a curious 98%, but, unless there is a hidden factor that eludes me , is hardly the whole.
E 'perhaps the 2% that is missing is the refugee sample of my visitors did not feel comfortable enough to vote?

no getting around it, but things for this blog, do not go well at all.
Beyond the results of the survey, which ultimately is positive, the problem is that I perceive a good feedback from my readers.
Yes, yes, I know I have the good readers who follow me faithfully, and that made me know, privately, to appreciate my blog.
But not enough for me.
I would like greater participation, for example through the comments, instead, and this is a fact much more bad poll of the above, sadly scarce.
And that depresses me.

Anyway, so as not to close in a distressed and desperate, as usual, while we are there I know (after all, there is still time for it), that my name was published in the latest edition released Cartoon Brendon.
The book can still be found on sale (there will be until mid-February), is cited in the heading of post as a user of a Forum on the comic.
The cover of the register (so there will be more easy to recognize, in case you wanted to buy it, and I hope you do not do just to read my name), is this:



And so, for once I was able to speak well of me. How
probably should have done that quell'86% in the survey, wanted to give me positive votes. For
quell'86%, but also for the rest of the population, this blog will go on, offering yet more ideas.
So maybe some day we will find a higher percentage among the voters.
Even in low grades, it does not matter. If you need
destroy someone, it is always better to be in many ...





Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Best Way To Soften Stiff Leather

DINNER IMMENSE

Ok people we

dinner is Saturday, January 15 at 8 30 in the boatyard pizzeria in via Zaragoza 65

good life

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Billard Birthday Cakes

return to base

aoooooooooooooooo
the weekend of January 28 I go bo!
organize a dinner? and a thousand drinks! what do you think?
not wait to spupazzarvi

kiss kiss
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Sunday, January 2, 2011

What Is A Reasonable Dose Of Lorazepam?

Inches caxxo using fotosciòpp?? 1, 1!

I'll tell you how to use it: Go to Control Panel, you always know where both, then select Programs and Features, and under "Photoshop" click Uninstall. Then, you can always return to Paint or picnic.
But fuck 'em all to go away [cit.]