What Axacally Is A Landing Strip?

The new Einstein

A body immersed in a liquid takes the shape of the vessel that contains it .

So ... Let's see if I understand ... If a dip in a pool ball, the ball takes the shape of the pool.

I absolutely know this genius of physics!

Deng Yi Feng Zhong (lyrics)

Needles

Maybe it's normal that there are, in the river that flows every day ... And perhaps

are not too bad, small as they are. Maybe not enough to make you lose ...
That night falls down, at least. A
take a rest that does not dream.
Now I will know the look and the smile of cynical this fear ...

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Night silence of the three water

There are nights that I would change anything in the world ...

Nights steeped in perfumes, breaths and movements that I can still hear live on my skin, painless and permanent as a tattoo.

Joy and fear are already elbowing to take precedence in my heart and in my brain. So neither of us will never prevail over the other.

I look at the trajectory that a bright summer sky unusually gentle style, I think about who designed and I know this from someone higher up is reading all that clearly I have inside of me. I do not know if it will be pleased with me, but I want to thank you anyway. These trajectories
dots joined by stars seem to be connected, apparently arranged at random. None of them knows that he is forming a pattern, yet each of them a member.

Maybe life is all here, leave, pluck and pick up signs. Only at the end will be very clear in the mysterious plan fulfillment.
Tomorrow someone will notice these marks on me, and maybe I will notice them I looked in the mirror. But no one will know which behind the ban and what secret behind you leave a night like this ...

letter love is a kiss given to nostalgia. Two words terrible and wonderful, full of joy and fear, I'm a shy smile that lights up my skin a little 'less innocent.
This vortex must be the price you pay to not feel alone. And for how long, then?
No, this time we do not want to think. This time I do not care and I pay gladly.
I want to live this moment. Divide
with you.
And I wish that this night had never ended ...

Kate Plyaground Hard Core

us

I almost do I go straight to the anonymous and write ...

Sure it's been a while since my last post ... I could begin to tell something that has happened throughout this period.

But yes, I start with one of my usual misadventures chick Calimero ...

(Picture taken from www.megamodo.com / category / candy /)

To get to work and take my nice code and 40km of roads "alternative" that separate me from my beloved office, I use a modern Fiat Punto 60S, said that it is also very cool, but in reality it is a car registered in 1996, when dad decided Jubilee of the old Fiat 131 bought 15 years earlier and called "kangaroo" because of a congenital defect of carburization that the cold was going to tear.

As it was the car of my father, I have always used little, preferring the less technical but more reliable Fiat Uno 45, the color indefinite and discussed with various friends and acquaintances, who in turn have received the color of the body as "lime green", "Bianchini", "sb *** a horse" or "yellow Pea "(I've never understood this).

In short, a few months ago, in a rainy day, the needle point of the fuel is really the limit, but thanks to abundant mm full scale that separates it from the account to be able to get to my favorite gas station, a murdered man in his fifties who wears gunboat in winter too, so it is nicknamed "dr. Gibaud. The price of gasoline is among the lowest in the area, although no stamps, possibly only a few points in the lead kids to make compliments to his daughter.

must have a very pretty daughter. But I never had the courage to ask.

In short, in the middle of a traffic light queue, my prediction turns out to be wrong on residual fuel. The point coughing for a few yards and then crashes thirsty.

In the middle of traffic.

Just next to the camera and photographer who spends a red light or goes too fast. At least at this juncture I'm not afraid, although I fear that photographs of the crime of "road space".

In an instant the queue becomes a nice orchestra of horns and psychedelic lights to high beam, with vocal improvisations that do not quite understand where they came from but I guess exactly where I want to send.

I put the 4 arrows, waving his arms as the Formula One drivers in need of repair at the time of departure and I become safety man, wearing a lemon yellow high visibility jacket and carrying a red triangle warning. I move the car to the side of the road and a man much doting on me says:

"Look what you can not park here. If you are not able to go by car you can also stay at home '

"If you are not able to make you can also go to your caxxi Affan ... "is my elegant answer. I did not want to sound too rude. After all of you gave me.

Fortunately, there is a dealer nearby (300 m), to walk with umbrella of emergency (which God sends rain) store-bought.

Since, even on foot, I want to avoid travel in the wrong (indeed break) the state, I decide to go to the fields, muddy and now reduced to rot because of heavy rains in recent days. To complicate matters further, it also puts the sole of a shoe, which in contact with all this moisture as you open your mouth of a crocodile, which gave me the pleasant feeling of walking on water.

finally reaches the distributor and buy € 10 of petrol, as well as a container for transportation. Back on my feet, I keep an umbrella in one hand now deformed from heavy rain gutter to the tank and in the plastic that weighs and makes me take the typical posture of one who is walking on the walls of a mountain, being able to move Romania also sorry for the guy who is the distributor.

back to the car and the operation of filling the tank is more complicated than expected, because it must be done with two hands and rather slowly, otherwise the liquid flows back out.

In this way I can take all the rain coming down and fragrant hands of saturated hydrocarbons. In practice, I became a man € 4.

At the end I still can leave and return home with my corollary of liquids and assorted scents.

Moral of the story:

• not trust the fuel gauge needle, especially if you have a Fiat
• not buy the umbrellas from 5 € supermarket because it will protect you even from a spit;
• But most importantly, not used to attach the soles of the shoes with the office ...

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The Division Bell

These Were just HIGH HOPES ...



So Long.

When Is The Tahoe Body Style Going To Change

During the press radio "side", held by Luca Bottura and aired every morning at 8.30 am on Capital Radio (a radio mica bau bau kitty kitty any), was quoted in the direct intervention Your pleasant and a light-hearted friend. Listen to people talking after about 1 minute and 25 seconds into Transmission ...
http://capital.repubblica.it/capital/radio/programmi/2425479/2997337

Dragon Age Where Are My Saved Games?

Tango Radio too!

Rereading some old mail, I found one in which I told of my intentions to take lessons Argentine tango. To be honest I've always liked the tango for his poignant music and decided, perhaps a legacy of my relatives when they came back in Italy Argentinian always brought me cassettes of tangueros most famous of Argentina. Only much later I discovered Astor Piazzolla and his dreamy accordion, which made me even more excited about this musical genre, which can be found among other in some songs Guccini (whose guitarist Juan Carlos "Flaco" Biondini Argentina is in fact). However
story of my first and only impact (it is appropriate to say) with tango dancing, which is already prohibitive for me, having natural movements so as to seem a lanky cod arthritis.
Anyway here is the text of the mail evocative

Yesterday I went to listen to the tango lessons ... I made a roaring debut, with a bang, even with the blow ... Yes, in fact, due to a bench placed there before, I did not see the glass at the entrance before the true and there are crashed in the middle, I swear! That figure m *** a, Thank God no one has seen my "helmet", just to stay in theme tango. But I wonder what the secretary must have thought seeing a potential go dancer slightly lame (the knee still makes me a little 'bad now) and a part of the face is red ...
I have asked if the bench placed there in front of plastic used to make it clear that the entry is actually the side and she said yes smiling. I do not know if he understood what had happened, but my posture was all a program.
I merely responded that "the solution is good, but I must be perfected."
But make no signs?

Ironing Board Antique

February 9, 2004

Hello father.



Death is nothing, I'm just going into the next room.
I am me, you are you.
What I always have for you.
Give me the name I've always given.
Tell me how I've always talked about.
not use a different tone.
not have an air of solemnity or sorrow.
Continue to laugh at what made us laugh together.
smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be pronounced in the house as it always has been.
Without emphasis, without any shadow of sadness.
Life has the meaning of forever.
The wire is not broken.
Why should I be out of your thoughts?
Simply because they are out of your sight?
I wait for you. I'm not far away.
Just across the street.
I see you, all is well.

Shaggy Method Cornhole

The meme of the month of birth

pick up the nomination of Danda month of November, recover my profile, as described in "The Birthday Month Personality Meme .

Has a lot of ideas. A lot of ideas? Well, actually it is true, I have many ideas on my mind even if they almost never grab one!

Difficult to fathom. Verissimo! It 's hard enough to frame my character!

Thinks forward. If it means thinking about the future, look ahead, I think not. I surf on demand and in fact it is a great sail.

Unique and brilliant. only sure, deep down we all are. Brilliant? Well, depends on the day and I think you also understand when you read my post ...

Sharp thinking. What does it mean? Refined thoughts, or sharp? Let's say we put great care in the things that I think and I write.

Fine and strong clairvoyance. Clairvoyance, forecast the future? For heaven's sake, in times like these ... But I always envied Colonel Giuliacci guesses when the weather!

Can Become good doctors. Verissimo! The medicine I really like. Why I did the doctor say? Because ... I do not have much "stomach"!

Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. True. But are not James Bond or Torquemada.

Knows how to dig secrets. If I tell you, then I do not tell secrets anymore!

Determined. Never give up. There would be at least one person who could confirm my feature, but do not spend more time here. And in any case say that they are not continuous and so late. Loves to

be alone. This ABSOLUTELY NO!

Motivates oneself. Actually, I say they are better at motivating others!

Does not appreciate praises. Compliments embarrass me, but if they are honest they make me really pleased! Otherwise, in fact, bother me.

Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Okay, I admit ...

Homely. You will also understand that you are very attached to my land and my people.

hardworking. Well, if there is to slam me!

High abilities. No, I would say definitely normal. Indeed, in saying this I realize they already have large sleeve.

Trustworthy. trustworthy? This you must tell me, I'd be too partisan ...

Not Able to control emotions. On this there is much variability. Surely I can not when I look at the Torino games. On stage, however we can better already. In general we say that there is a pulse with a capital.

Unpredictable. Well, perhaps this is the adjective that best describes me.

These are my answers, I tried not to dwell too much to avoid boredom.
Satisfied or not, so you can not repay.
But rest assured, not nominate anyone, as my habit.
Or rather, a nomination for "off topics", which has nothing to do with the meme, I do.
Elisa, what has Become of You?

Images Of Broken Capillaries

The fig

not know about you, but to me it seems a bit strange that in January, Lomellina, has already popped the first fig ...

What can I say?
No more half seasons!

will mean that we will order a two cheeses.

Young people are not what they used to be!

's true. In the meantime, they are aged.

It's neither meat nor fish!

Then it must be fruit.

We can not afford to miss a single product!

So make no mistake it does not produce more than a single one.

There is more religion!

If you do not send an alternate, we go home an hour earlier.

Enough with these clichés.

looking for a place more ambushes.

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Torino - Livorno 1-2

Yesterday I walked around the square .
was a bit 'of months to miss this event, having also deliberately avoided the tangle of people that gets clogged in the square during the Christmas season, one thing that bothers me is having to do because "everyone else".
The air is crisp but not annoying, as well as his ancestral wandering Lomellina residual moisture. The light of day is ending, but I can already realize that the pleasant twilight becomes gradually more and more waiting.
There was a great day, and to complicate even the most trivial problems has put a Torino unwatchable, apathetic and frayed like an old guitar string. For me this pissed off but I hope in Cairo, while the concerns real hopes they have to be placed in the disciples of Professor. Alois .

had to make a prediction, however, point to a x2.
However we try to enjoy this short break from it all, a round bowl (so it says here) like a ride.
I like to observe, to read or decipher what can be more than a look, a word, a thought. These details, ie markers that make the difference between what we want to look like and what you really are.
In this theater has a lot to be credible in the role of a character.
But life is a big stage.
So go with the performance. There are more girls
"mascara and foundation" and "soap and water" to flaunt more years than they have, and still can not imagine that soon will struggle to attract the opposite effect.
There are couples that run brazenly proud, and a woman who escapes an attempt outpouring of his companion, but does not seem embarrassed, and for posting.
There are people who walk quickly on their own, perhaps to find themselves in the midst of confusion.
There is a crowd of people looking amused and resumed with the action of two mobile patrols of firefighters rushed to intervene in a bar. Everything is entertainment, I think. Unfortunately, I think.
There are voices and accents that can barely recognize.
There are shops that have not kept pace and surrendered, and shame have lowered their shutters as a look humiliated.
All things take time and let him leave as long as you are.
Nothing is created, nothing is lost, everything is transformed, says principle of Lavoisier.
Yeah, everything is transformed, and if you walk too fast you do not even notice this, sometimes it is far from bad, but the problem is that when you stop suddenly you realize you've lost something (or someone) and feel more lack.
is when it rains they forget their umbrellas.
you forget their own when it stops.
and remember them only when it begins to rain.
It's okay. I'm not alone. They are just across
the street.
not interested in the radio interview coach Novellino, dissatisfied because it is not the pride and justification according to which "everything becomes difficult when you're wrong." Meanwhile a force to be wrong we have 17 points in 18 games and Torino - Livorno ended 1-2. Change
station and transmit Wish You Were Here.

It's okay. I'm not alone.

I think they are just across the street.
All these are signs of destiny, I think.

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Signs of Life

New year, new life, says a banal platitude.
For me it is much more simply a new post.
I thank you all for being passed and / or have a comment during my absence multimedia.
And along with these signs of life ...



place ... a fairy tale, but it is not my bag of flour (lately quite empty), but everything comes DSB Tuscan Barbara, a reader constant for browsing the web is that arrived by chance at my blog. I dedicated "to all those who are fleeing."
This is the story of a child of a seaside town ...
that one day he took his boat and left for unknown destinations ... During his wandering path faced stormy seas and dark skies, sometimes endless blue boards and just heated.
has docked in many ports, and each time is allocated carrying burdens ever larger, ever more poignant memories, faces, kisses, smiles and tears to remember, to address the seas without ever being alone ... it went up every time the his boat in the meantime has become bigger and bigger until it becomes a real ship ... and has focused more on the horizon with its large cargo sweet and bitter but still want to smile and dream ... is to him that
hope that his journey will continue with an ever sweeter, lulled by the singing of waves that rippled from swaying becoming more flat ...
life remains a mystery, as it remains on course even the most experienced navigator, and what lies beyond the horizon you can find just browsing ... compass for orienting the vertical lines, looking upward, where every so often you turn on the pole star of the east pointing his mysterious light ... making everything magically clear.
That child of yesterday is today's man, and even for those navigating the seas ...
We are the echo of our past and we carry the applause we received ...
"We are sailors navigate without ever ..."