Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Josh Hutcherson's Boxers Or Briefs

Trani
















Normal routine, wake up at dawn to find accurate on the first date of the morning after about 300km Modugno.





The problem this time is not the alarm clock at dawn, but where is the dawn? Leaden sky, heavy clouds and heavy rain pouring down. Uh what a surprise, the rain ...





Well, despite the rain, traffic and an accident that slowed us down for about 30 minutes utile.Lavoro arrival time, work schedules, and then negotiations away from another customer. From Modugno we move to Trani are already 11.45. Aaaahhhh but how we talk business?





left the final score at 13.40 and we decide to stop for lunch in town. I do not believe ... the sun. The temperature has risen about 14 degrees, what a wonderful feeling.





"Where the Adriatic and the Ionian promises already lost the green acid below the scales of 'blue warm and dense, this city that no one is celebrating, Trani, stands tall as a cathedral acropolis and a tower that measures the distance from heaven " I really like this phrase Cesare Brandi taken from his Hymn to Trani.





city of about 55,000 inhabitants which has a beautiful port and is a pleasant city of art, I was fascinated the first time I set foot, fifteen years ago. Even today, when I return, I like to savor the atmosphere that has remained in my heart, the human dimension. Here is the definition of "city on a human" here reveals its full meaning, the elegance of its buildings, the ability to access the center without being penalized in finding convenient parking, the options for various, aesthetically manicured without sacrificing convenience, the quiet flow of traffic, streets spacious, in short, a gem.





Decidamo lunch at "Il Melograno "We're missing a few years, partly because when I happen to come during the summer I prefer the port area.





We settle, the room is already full, friendly staff now brings us water and bread. Needless to say we eat fish. I decide for a starter and second in chicken stewed with tomatoes. I choose a glass of red wine to wash it all down, Nero di Troia, some structure, but the young man who goes well with the full, round flavor of the dishes I chose. As usual, I start with raw, but today I expected a surprise ... a marmora filleted in front of me, is seasoned with excellent olive oil from Puglia and freshly ground pepper at the time, a little lemon juice impalpable, a bite and feel the sea ... ... iodized perfume, scent of seaweed and deep-sea fresh and inviting. mmm is a delight, and then off with the delicious oysters, small, tasty and succulent, then the typical hairy mussels, and truffles, continued with a fabulous potato pie and swordfish and a warm octopus all'insalata, wow all delicious.





And what about the chicken poached in a spicy olive and intense barely stained by diced tomatoes, diced? Well today I give myself too sweet, I know they make them, a beautiful dense panna cotta with berry sauce and fresh red raspberry buds and a sprig of red currants deliciously sour. We pay the bill € 85 for two, just and deserved.

We leave happy, satisfied and pleasantly deicide to walk to the center in anticipation of the next appointment.

I place myself on the highway at dusk, it starts to rain, the day ends as it began, the dark and rain ... but the mood is positive.

Monday, November 29, 2010

Pokemon Silver Edition For Visualgame Advance

AND IF THE MAD HATTER PANAMA TO BRING A black lace?

Palimpampum, and behold, there's Samantha Charlotte but now there's you. And as if by magic, by maneater we were, we find ourselves in the shoes of the perfect girlfriends. Angels of the hearth cook broccoli and keep house in order for him not to come the doubt that we can live very well in a stable, between the ox and the donkey and a shepherd who lives with holding a sheep on his shoulders.
spell And if the night before we were to head down to drink beer, encircled by the testosterone Pure and willing to split everything, now we give more the impression of being like Meg, the older sister of Little Women. Of course we do not collect hair in a net, at least not yet, but they smoothed, then even become easy to tear, and finally the pathetic picture, we are at home Friday sera.Non we go out, we want to find rest and serenity . Before
vomiting ergo rum, then instead of water and herbal teas. But why? Yet did not have asked anyone. But it came naturally, no waiver or prohibition.
it not be a natural attitude? Our unconscious might want to avoid ruining everything. And we can not be beaten in this, oh you who are ...
fate would have it one day, since they remained short of sugar, and being outside the area, we go into a supermarket and if there finally we become the protagonists of the story the friend of your friend: "You know, they met at the supermarket next to the frozen e. .. ". But day after day we try in every way to make unbearable to her eyes, we make menate at all, let's face it our way because we have interpreted his words, and so have started shooting our film, where he abandons us without giving us an explanation after months and we learn that he moved to Dubai and started a family.
reject his hugs, his hugs and the Goddess only knows why, without forgetting the sms goodbyes dramatic, you type the keyboard with tears wetting the tram stop in the night.
And that damn stupid we are! As if to cover his mustache, which we have not had time to snatch us, put foundation on the other, knowing that doing so made the situation worse, because, you see more.
become a cumbersome and illogical unfortunately aware of it away from us, while wanting to keep close. Or are we destined to go mad as the old woman with 70 cats, or of our insecurities, we want to try and understand to what extent will be able to bear. So let us hope
be patient, otherwise we should begin to hope that there are lots of offers on tins of cat food!

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Mouth Grills Yes Or No

Viadana November 30, 2010 November 4, 2010 October 13, 2010




Uh What a day, starting before dawn with me about 500km to go to get to the first appointment in Pavia and from there reach Assam. The problem is that the tight deadlines km. I only have 30 minutes of a meeting between tolerance and the other touches me and cross your fingers hoping not to incur any kind of unexpected.



At the end I do not know how to respect my schedule perfectly. Even the weather gives me a respite, I find the sun everywhere, wonderful.



the day as smooth as oil, should I get from Assam
Padua, but a phone call tells me that the A4 is blocked due to flooding in the Veneto and decide to return to Bologna sullA1 to subside. It is now evening and I decide to make a stop along the way to the lands of Canossa Campton, go to Viadana, I take this opportunity to review a dear friend. Sets the output from the navigator once and I forward in this area between Emilia and Lombardy.



At one point the navigator reads: to the roundabout and 650mt, 970mt and follow the roundabout ... and so on .. for about 13 km to the goal that I miss, I wonder if it is concerned crazy ... no no here is really a whole round, mon dieu, giggled alone and sending a text message to my friend. Suddenly, at one point a boat from the river stands in the middle of yet another roundabout, dream or are awake? Too bad too dark to take a picture, show unique and unexpected.



finally get to reach my destination and amica.L 'look ahead to the ST. Commercial, convenient point of reference, and beautiful building built during the Fascist era (the picture is not mine) Let's go out and talk after the first we decide to stop for an aperitif before dinner, take pictures that can not, because little light, but laugh like crazy and talk, talk, talk.


Viadana is a pleasant town, I plan to return during the day and take pictures. For now be satisfied with this shot from the balcony of my friend: Notorious bell that chimes with his beats even the quarter of an hour. ahahahahh ... but we, too time that we had not seen, we made the wee hours chatting and I assure you that I have not even heard the chimes in the morning ... Ouch ...

Monday, November 8, 2010

Why Is My Temperature 96.5

THE ONLY DIFFERENCE BETWEEN ME AND A MAD 'THAT I AM NOT MAD

Question from a million dollars but he eventually we like or not like? BOOOOOHHHHHHHH !!!!!!!
We can not deal with them, and then with water-resistant, dark glasses and a helmet of blond wig (but the cart before, what job did he do?), We are looking for any clues.
Considering that, to date we went out only with guys who are his complete opposite, or we did not understand anything, or the object of our investigation is a special case .... because otherwise how can we explain the fact we wish her a hug in the morning, when not even answer a phone call from Matthew McConaughey; at lunch, when we only have time for a sandwich on the fly to return immediately to work all afternoon and then not see each other more hunger, left the office or whatever it is, in the rain, cold, runny makeup, because obviously our pink umbrella is well preserved behind the door and wait for the bus is late, and a lady told us her entire life without leaving out anything, you get home, in the empty fridge, why do not we go to the supermarket given that the time is now closed, and we want at least a hot shower, but we will do the shampoo without the conditioner because over and take hours to comb, suffering and broken in the brush with more hair ... And in utter disaster, all day, we will remember only the moments where we wished her a hug. If we could do the math 2 +2, but may not be necessary to understand the math ... We are crazy? Maybe you will. We are the crazy who likes a man who wraps us heat with a single embrace. E 'then so be mad or just so rare?