Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Pl Port Royale 2 Mp Patch Pl

E' andata


Furo Christmas in Capodanno.Ma when it comes the Befana?
add scattered pearls of useless (as it should be) daily extranatalizia, but the savings there.

Add sconesse phrases instead scattered here and there and discontinued fled in recent days and that I do not know why abuts:

-Like Filippo Timi should hate the sin that is in the contract ...

-The problem is not but the hangover is to drag the dead weight of drunk-beat to his door.

-you-hate

We also - I know, that's why I go out with you for not having liability

Pinter is dead-fucking-

I want to make the tamer of tigers at the Circ Du Soleil
- ... I do not have pets ...
-domo then the dancers!

-The problem is not do shit, but absolutely not to do another internship.

-Do you remember? We hated fiercely, but for what?
-I do not remember, but I remember that we too hated
-ok, we will return in mind, in the meantime the important thing is to remember that we hated.

-Writing on the agenda that you are committed 20 to 27 June
-But I have not the agenda of pessimism and annoyance ... 2009 ...

-Sai which is the drama? It's just that I'm not a photographer and you're not an illustrator. We are two visionary
-... um ... we're screwed ...

- Who cares so much I gave the cookies made by hand. Those good things from the heart that are not used more
- Your heart is not ... it's stomach ...

Headphones: Songs For Christmas, Morgan

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Small Metal Boats For Sale

Puppies May

would be nice, Richard, to fight through poetry, to take the knowledge that those who carry the bodies right, not because we are children of someone or have the bank account, but because our ideas embrace all people and all people.

Why then we knew we were the right ones, to be the best, to be those who create music, poetry, literature, theater, cinema, but also ideas.

was '68, in fact they were coming years. It was the 'imaginative power.

It 's true, you know, we were kittens in May, those who brave as a lion and the more so, like me, but all united in a vision of the future that she was the daughter of the Enlightenment: progress, always and unstoppable.

not know the history, perhaps we did not want to know. Did not know that even the proudest civilizations inexorably were collapsed and that their achievements had become dust, not knowing that we were grains of sand that the wind could sweep away all the time.

and we were blown away by the winds of arrogance and individualism, wealth, performed as a value established as knowledge and ignorance.

times on television, of overcoming the collective consciousness of his individuality in a world of crushing despair and helplessness that periodically wake up and wander blind with a lantern in his hand, illusion of being able to find the light and wondering "why?".

No, because there is only the history that goes through its mysterious depths. It will return to the revolt, the youth will return to the road, will return what you do not even have known and perhaps no one imagines has already been ... but we are no more.

And basically, we were only grains of sand.

Saturday, December 6, 2008

Best Poems About Forgiveness



After trying many versions of linux on my computer "mule", I think I have come to the one I prefer. But go to order ...

Driven by curiosity about the world free and open source software I installed on my macchina il s.o. Ubuntu 7.04. All'epoca (aprile 2007) avevo a disposizione solo un vecchio monitor 14". Ad Ubuntu non andava molto a genio, comunque funzionava... anche se a volte dovevo fare i salti mortali per vedere quello che c'era scritto nelle finestre più grandi del mio piccolo schermo (risoluzione 800x600).
Con Ubuntu ho cominciato a muovere i primi passi nel mondo del pinguino. Sicuramente ho imparato che, se si vuole utilizzare questo sistema operativo, bisogna "sporcarsi le mani". Nel senso che, per configurare il sistema o per installare un programma, bisogna aprire la finestra del terminale (l'equivalente del DOS per Microsoft) e digitare i comandi a mano.

Una cosa che mi ha fatto crazy this was definitely the video card configuration. I had, and I still have a ATI Radeon 9200 and an ATI Radeon 7500. The ATI linux in the world are not welcome, or better, ATI itself is no friend of the world because linux does not release open source drivers for its graphics cards. The fact is that the proprietary driver for those two video cards did not exist (and there still is). One solution: use the ati or radeon open source driver, but working less (much less) performance.

exit of Ubuntu 7.10, I tried to upgrade the distribution (7.04 -> 7.10) but did not go to fruition ... lost many configurations and I decided to reinstall everything. I went on to Ubuntu 8:04 until I wanted to explore some other distribution ... there are so many!

Watching ranking on DistroWatch.com distro, I noticed that the distributions were more beloved by the public: Ubuntu, Mint, openSUSE, PCLinuxOS and Fedora. After consulting their websites and see some screenshots and given the proximity of Ubuntu, Mint chose.

Linux Mint (Elyssa 5) I liked it immediately. As an offshoot of Ubuntu, I already knew it was quite turned the system and what commands and configuration files you had to use to teach them. I have to say that Mint is used more hands on the keyboard. Even in Mint had installed Compiz-fusion (I do not know if there was also in Ubuntu) but here I realized why it worked! I finally saw on my monitor the wobbly windows and the CUBE! So far I have seen these effects only in the movies youtube. The Mint's surprise was so great that I got attached, so I still prefer.

After several experiments Mint trying to configure the ATI and other things like bluetooth, USB sticks, recorder ... of course, from the profane, I ended up with a configuration that obscures the straight way was lost ... (I messed up something but I did not know what and how to get back ...).

So a month or so, I decided to reformat your pc and throw myself in search of a system even better than Mint. I downloaded various images of the so-called most popular and first I installed Fedora 9.

Fedora distribution has a really nice, although I have not held for long. After several days of testing I removed. The reason why I have not wanted to take it because it has a too restrictive policy with regard to the software. In the Linux world (as in Microsoft) are both open source and proprietary software (closed source). Therefore, in general, you can install an open source software knowing that you can have the source or closed source software, knowing that the source code is absolutely protected by the manufacturer and you can not see. Well, Fedora can not install proprietary software ... Examples? Google Earth, Skype ...
positive point is that Fedora is the distribution of more responsive in the event of improvements to the kernel or different software installed.

Then I tried OpenSuse 11.0. I thought it was very well taken care of in the process of installation and with great surprise I saw that includes proprietary drivers for ATI video cards. Despite all that, but I loved it and the thing that pushed me towards other shores is that the system has crashed on the first boot after installing ...

I am currently using what per me è il migliore sistema linux in circolazione e cioè Linux Mint. Ora Mint è alla versione 6 (nome in codice Felicia).
Non sono ancora riuscito a installare correttamente i driver della scheda video ma, date le caratteristiche della macchina sulla quale è installato, posso essere contento delle prestazioni generali del sistema operativo che non ha nulla da invidiare al compagno di stanza Windows XP.
Da notare che il computer è equipaggiato con un processore Pentium 4 a 1.7 GHz, 512 MB di RAM e 12 GB di Harddisk, Ati Radeon 7500.

Una curiosità non sono ancora riuscito a risolverla: come mai con la Ati 9200 glxgears mi dà un valore di 650 fps mentre con The 7500 gives me 1200?

In conclusion, I am very satisfied with the road traveled so far in this world "alternative" and surely will continue to use these operating systems which I believe the future of the desktop.
Although currently my main system is equipped with Windows XP, I'd like one day to remove Windows from my computer and to use only Linux systems.

points that prevent me from switching completely to Linux are:
- a very intuitive interface and careless, there is little interactivity with the user often does not know what's going on (I'm too used to 'interface "For dummies" of Windows)
- support of the poor peripheral complicated process of installing a new device driver (the Windows plug and play is a great thing)
- In general the graphical environment linux gives me the idea of \u200b\u200bbeing a disorganized, slightly unstable and therefore unreliable.
These points prevent the user to concentrate on work that needs doing: writing, video-chat, surf the internet, play.

If you want to increase the percentage of people using the penguin must think to bring the penguin to their way of thinking and is completely useless if not counterproductive, pre-install Linux on computers for sale.

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Pl Port Royal 2 Mp Patch

Nel ventre della balena

photo by Raymond Depardon
You know what?
's all here.
Until it's my turn
We have learned to avoid them and the world crashing down to an inch from our feet. Time. And in the time it was just dust
But the weight of the debris is the creaking floor.
And now you know what?
Thing in?
E 'fear of going down and even worse to come together in the same darkness.

It says "dog eat dog"
You know what's up?
that no one has anything to say and why there is so much noise.

that nobody has the courage to lower his voice and face to those of background hiss.
You know what? That maybe we're crying for help on the solution.

In reading: Shooting an Elephant, G. Orwel

Monday, November 24, 2008

Woman Hernia More Condition_symptoms

of Genoa G8

If you want to write two lines on the G8 - again! - I was looking for a picture on the net.

I found many, of course, and almost all was the presence of policemen dressed for war, with shields, helmets and batons. And blood, blood, blood.

I preferred a different, symbolic relation to a documentation that is no longer news but history. Just

history, one that is writing these days in court, it will be inflexible judge of the facts.

tells how in recent years in Italy has not died only democracy but also the right, devolving into a soft but no less terrible than the civil conscience of this country che non è mai stato veramente unito, che non ha mai creduto veramente nei valori scritti con troppo ottimismo sulla Costituzione.

Quello che sarebbe potuto succedere, dopo sette anni e mezzo, era la presa di coscienza di alcuni terribili errori, di alcune inammissibili scelte, per poter dire: "Ecco, adesso la democrazia è ristabilita, adesso giustizia è fatta, adesso quel periodo oscuro si è chiuso".

Ma difficilmente il potere è critico verso se stesso, e i piccoli uomini non diventano grandi uomini soltanto perché è passato del tempo, così anche questa occasione è andata perduta.

E' giusto lottare ancora, lottare sempre, perché abbiamo il diritto di vedere la truth of the facts re-established immediately, now, now, but without illusions is a struggle, a struggle for lost souls.

Thank You On Wedding Programs



The other day I was talking with a friend about the blog and in particular how the mine was to be reduced to being simply a space for reflection.

<> he said, in practice you.

Yeah, what else should it be?

I love the ability of synthesis of really smart people.

Friday, November 21, 2008

Pain Neutralization Technique Wikipedia

it is only me

On the one hand the sheets with studies of the structure bone china and other features of light in watercolor fills a cover for a little 'pop-Berlin in mind the final touches to the costumes to be discussed with Tomek by Skype that does so much cool and modern but I just put a fucking nostalgia.

fingers crossed for the sitcom that fortnight of March and work on set with G. and R. I look like a mirage.
mad curiosity to see "the first woman" designed by R.
The commitment of all closed pages that moleschine strabocca of strange ideas gathered in the street and put in place now with his head on his shoulders and his eyes firmly fixed on the target. The sinister plans made with C. and the promise to "break the ass all ".

The desire to have as soon as possible in our hands the video of L. and the book of S. A publishing house
been hanging waiting to be "stretched"

Volunteers who come and go, Kenyans who speak English absurd, M and all that spring back in Holland.

Monday morning call to death in Sweden and Germany and hope to make a point.


I am confused but I have no time to fall in love, so I run.

E 'fear of the dark.

The fear of oneself is the fear of the dark.
From "great"

The dark is not clear and frightening. As long as your eyes do not get used.
Of ourselves we often afraid until we get used to our strange humanity.
Knowledge for knowledge we put ourselves at ease and we take the pleasure to discover us with emotion and the patience of a first date.
I stopped being afraid of the dark at 7 years
I started to stop being afraid of myself about 7 months ago.

I also made peace with my name.


Now BARBARA ends up scribbling his sheets because tomorrow everything will deliver perfectly finished though with dark circles from under your nose.

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Southpark Episodes Fish Sticks

I am waiting for....



let things be. Do not try
questions, stop and wait.

not think that the empty moments are a force to doubt to find an answer.
Breathe.
Writing without thinking about the grammar, it ignores punctuation.
Better yet, just breathe.
See all apparently assume that is so "clean" as to seem unreal.
As long as you do not you ever noticed.

let go.

Let yourself go.

PAUSE

not expect something.

otherwise you do not see things that await you.

in the headset: Elvis Perkins

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Free Wooden Swing Set Blueprints

scoppio ritardato

Vergogna


La vergogna è un metro di paragone tra se stessi e i propri errori. Non per nulla ci si può vergognare anche da soli, senza che gli altri ci puntino apertamente il dito su un qualunque fallimento. L’intenzione o il rispetto delle regole non ci salva dalla vergogna .


Per arrivare alla vergogna si deve avere la coscienza di riconoscere o un fallimento o un forte fraintendimento che neghi la nostra stessa azione per come noi la intendevamo.


La vergogna si minaccia, si accusa, ma soprattutto si ammassa sullo stomaco quando non sai più where looking up.


We are ashamed for themselves, but also empathy and impotence excruciating for others.
There are also those who in life never feels ashamed because he did not care to be donated for the occasion but the prospect does not recognize the error.


often meet people who also does everything to humiliate others in judging and feeling invincible.


With everything maybe someone will think that he is mulling over what happened today in Rome, Italy, in a situation brought to saturation.


NO


I'm thinking of what that secretly and with so much shame due è accaduto ad Agosto. Hanno approvato una spietata finanziare quando tutti erano ancora rincoglioniti dal sole e dagli aperitivi delle vacanze.


Tutti hanno aspettato..aspettato…aspettato…


TUTTI


Perché l’Italia è un paese che si mette in gioco solo con participi passati o passati remoti, mangia e rode il tempo presente, ignora completamente la prospettiva di un Futuro.


Ho visto le menti migliori della mia generazione distrutte dalla pazzia, affamate isteriche nude... (da Urlo, Allen Ginsberg)

Monday, October 20, 2008

Headache And Nausea More Condition_symptoms

Budapest, grazie a lakartinassy

(lakartinassy by Chiarartica)



Con tutto il sonno da una settimana di non-sonno arrivare a Budapest in piena notte è spiazzante.
La mattina ritrovando per le vie lo stesso puzzo di sottofondo di Roma ti senti meno persa e mentre cerchi dove comprare una qualunque cartina per riuscire ad orientarti finisci per mercati e ignori totalmente monumenti e affini.

Così il primo giorno dopo essere state mezz’ora davanti ad un negozio di cappelli (chiuso) ci siamo rotolate lentamente, causa troppe distrazioni, fino al Parlamento.
Fatta la scontata foto per mamma finiamo a zizagare qui e là fino a finire in una manifestazione non ben identificata fatta do pensionati nostalgici in bandiera rossa e giovani in tenuta da Che.
E’ stato lì, nella svogliata osservazione di tutto quel meraviglioso baraccone in miniatura (che non capivamo) che abbiamo avuto l’illuminazione: la nostra settimana a Budapest avrebbe ignorato totalmente la guida e tutto il suo contorno di itinerari e ristoranti.
La vacanza non va eseguita ma “seguita”. Vai dove vuoi e non ti stressare, altrimenti ti pentirai sempre per quello che non hai saputo vedere.

Quindi di Budapest vi confermo tutto quello che si dice in giro. Vi aggiungo l’odore di piscio di gatto nelle strade senza distinzione di quartiere e stagione (hanno detto) e i sottoscala pieni di negozietti of metal discs and various junk. Used books, secondhand clothing, hats improbable and too many photo shops, all closed for 17:00 and all migrating to the suburbs. The center is a building site after all the frenzied buying of too many foreigners in recent years. While the hill is transformed into a large park fake museums of contemporary art and shopping malls in the suburbs alternate along the subway lines in the center and the pubs are swept up in the basement or in the darkest alleys.
Our hostel, right in the ghetto and a short walk from the academy of music, gave us a good outline of a normal.
pigrissime We enjoyed a feast of tiny neighborhood with lots of complex Ukrainian jazz (accent I guess) but we have left to itself after it landed in "you makes you American."
not there if we want our favorite pubs ostellari consigliatoci from them a small nest of bizarre people that made us fall in love despite the apparently drunk and vaguely appreciated (?) Bread and onions.
E 'was great to discover that in Budapest there is a beautiful Italian young people and less around than I imagined (or maybe it just is not their season)

I would advise if there has ever happened to:
- Have the courage to walk because the best thing is to get around on foot
- Escape spaces
Andrassy Avenue - Take the castle as a walk and nothing more
- Margaret Island is full of sports, children and couples that could devastate the laziest. Recommended for cyclists or those who break it passes in digestion.
- Visit flea markets and shops of photography
- Take the desire to enter the courtyards of the palaces, with discretion means, and with a scarf because it is not known as the temperature drops suddenly a couple of degrees. ..
- Preparing to pay for water than beer, but know that at least one of the taps is potable.
- The dinner soon ...
- The desserts are fabulous and burrosissimi, and Winter must be regenerating
- Other girls I highlight the fact that boys are not too bad (certainly more riders)
- if you can visit the "House of Terror"

And on this last point I would add that we think maybe a little but for countries like Hungary, the war did not end with the defeat of the Nazis, and only changed the hand that drew fear. Fear is still the same. We always think little. So I think this museum is recommended for any more than Western. Over and out



Goodnight from "batten Tetris" (C. And when I was not well defined under effetto della birra…)

Monday, September 29, 2008

Tanning A Day After Waxed Eyebrows

Senza mani



La gente ruba i cestini delle biciclette.
Anche quelli brutti e un poco storti, quelli che di solito quando lasci la bici al palo per un paio di ore li usano come pattumiere.
E’ che la buona fede mi ha lasciato in fallo. Non avevo mai pensato ad ancorare il cestino alla bicicletta finché mi sono ritrovata con una sacca piena di libri e una busta di pane e di latte a guardare la mia due ruote come un fumetto. Era evidente che senza il mio scassatissimo cestino sarei potuta arrivare a casa solo se fossi stata un giocoliere.
Non ho fatto un frizzo. Uno che deve fare? Una rogna che si è risolta con una passeggiata.
Non ero pissed off, I was doubtful. Why?
Man is strange, is not as useless as things often stupidly annoying.

lucky that the sky was blue, one of those beautiful autumn skies that seem made of sugar. And on the few planes of sugar skated the weekend. Even those of Alitalia. Who want to be rational is no more. Alitalia believe there is more than 20 years from now. E 'was only the little logo, the horrible rubber rolls that load at Fiumicino airport, the flight attendant uniforms tiratissime and wipes.
Ah! Important: the name has remained.
Then maybe we would have to say that it remained Italian. That seemed to be one of the most important things at least until a couple of months ago. Some gentlemen pulled in search of votes they had made a moral crusade, the moral shame that these guys can not do to anyone. Especially those that land and sky, between the storage division, or green Campanian quell'Alitalia us that he was "our" and common scab.
Alitalia, outside the logic of the market now for a lifetime, there has never even denied in his umpteenth failure. Even in its sale, there was no competition.
Alitalia has slipped as she slipped Italy. The stillness that consumes the possibilities. We as always true to ourselves, and believe unfailingly clever barefoot through the winter we end at the gates.
The cunning, or rather often the absolute bad habit of being so arrogant as to propose that commitment has not been able Screening is our country. What is left of Italy now? And because we're only ever talking about what we were and we are not able to find anything to say "we"?
Yet no one says anything.
E 'which is something old. Our vices are old and enduring as our leadership strength.


'm not old enough, I do not have enough money and incompetence to say the least.
It takes precise requirements to enter the scene in our country.

will buy a second hand basket and this time it will make sure your bicycle. Moreover I believe that certain instincts in humans are still secondary.
And as pointed out to me by a week a friend of mine for a while 'is disgustingly optimistic (and I swear I do not foo ...)
The explanation I gave was not even thinking about it: one that tends to pass out every two to three can not afford not to trust others. I'm going I hope that there will be someone who will prevent me from breaking up the head.

It 'also true that I am on how to avoid head injury we also work from a life ... because only hope that you always say some ass does not solve anything. In

viosione: The discreet charm of the bourgeoisie, L. Bunuel.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Play With A Tech Deck Online

Dettagli



The little things that make up the days that make me think of tarot cards. I Calvin faces below the eyes with his "Castle of Crossed Destinies" and the first time that I thought the words might be a dumb colored thread to be woven into silence.

The details of a second reflection in the eyes of another is a scratch of another story. It 's the same thing, but everything is different. The little everyday things are filled with us. Small pieces



E 'Wright died and I Waters collected from a box under the bed the tape of "The Wall". The first tape I bought about 10 years.
for me.
E 'was my first form of conscious self-assertion, and from then on I always had a little fight.
As a child understand that to have any say in your life affects you also take the blows is a succession of "battles".
When you finish means that you have arrived, but you can never really get there, I never heard anyone who had the conscience to write an end to his research.

These past few months, or maybe the last two years have been an intense movement. I recovered a lot of things that were likely to become regrets. I worked for did not leave behind a trail of "if."

All this time it is linked to that of others and left and got both in the segments of the days of all other persons with whom I crossed my wires.
"my" threads as some of Calvin are only a small knot in embroidery.
I am amazed by luck that made me tie my story to those people as "full." In the middle of meetings and links have been sheer luck, and even the nodes that are broken have solved many of my doubts, even if sometimes brutally.

I feel a little more and I am free to write pieces all that is past. Of all those who have passed, those who still stop, who is waiting for me. I'm not pulling the accounts of anything, I'm just realizing that I have a lot to work on.

I filled pages for two days in a row.

You fill pages?
Casset?
Days?
Intimacy?

many empty time and materials you have filled with logical rational and emotional fears.

long as I have breath and life will continue to fall in love with things and people, with stories and inventions. Of ideas. Although details are only



PS: I am following the text of "Caroline Says" Blu Read that C. I let them slide on msn and I will not write that The list of 100 things I want to do in my life (or as some suggest the 100 people that I want to do in my life ...) With a finger extension
Prevert from the library and support pillow. It was a gift so long ago and we still have the corner folded and a dedication to the poem "Barbara." But tonight I'll read it from end to beginning, at least until you'll get to sleep. From the end of today.