My Hero: Classic Italian Espresso My Hero is Black, with a Brown hat and Penetrating smell. My Hero is Strong, when I feel that he is around my mind suddenly turn on like a light bulb. My Hero is Italian, because is the only place where his taste is Strong Enough for Me. My Hero helps me everyday: without him no jobs would be easy enough. My Hero is a Man, because the Woman is the Sugar. ...
Title: Advices of a Jerk I have as much qualities as deficiencies, I would miss virtues. But an Older Brother is not every time right, just Older. And I know how to badger you about everything, it is clear I should stop, but for your unluckiness I have no sons and I have to bring to you Advices of a Jerk. If they say to stand up, sit down and when they sit down, stand up. Do not believe only in what you can see Pursuit you dreams as long as you believe they are true. And, suddenly, everyone will be your friend They will say to love you for what you are but they will want only to have a piece of what you have. But There will be Mom forever. She has younger eyes than us. With here you’ll have precious days, stay with her as much as you can. Don’t care if models or salesgirls, or some girls will make fun of you. Look after them as Princesses, you will be a King. If they say to stand up, sit down and when they sit down, stand up. Do not believe only in what you can see Pursuit you dreams as long as you believe in them. They will insult you yelling, so You laugh. They will close your mough, so You write. If they will hit you and they will impose you prohibitions You mock them and sing their secrets. You have my determination to make every mistake before to learn from them. But sometimes it’s not worthed the price, as when you were playing in the courtyard and was my duty to look after you… or at least try to. You will do as you wish. You will follow your idea. Let’s do a turn around the buoy, also if there is high tide. It’s a vice of our family, like this Advices of a Jerk. If they say to stand up, sit down and when they sit down, stand up. Do not believe only in what you can see Pursuit you dreams as long as you make them true. And then, when the party is over everyone will go away. You will finally realize that what is still their is enough and, yeah, that’s your home. They will insult you yelling, so You laugh. They will close your mough, so You write. If they will hit you and they will impose you prohibitions You mock them and sing their secrets. ...
Su consiglio del mio amico Nemo, prendo subito parte a questa simpatica quanto semplice iniziativa: i ragazzi di TheAppleLoungeregalano un iPhone ad estrazione. Le regole per partecipare… le trovate sul loro blog ;) Perche’ non partecipare? (… per non diminuire ancora ulteriormente le possibilita’ di vittoria, stupido!!! -_- )
Who knows me better, knows that I love the [en:WWW|Web]. So, I was seeking for info about the next generation of web. What I mean with “next generation”? I mean “what we can expect to see in the future”. And the best place, is to go were people (with good skills) go and start to discuss and brainstorm about this stuff. I found a very interesting pre-RFC: HTML 5 Working Draft. All the amazing and cool stuff are coming are there and is pointless for me to report them (just one: Client-Side Persistency!!! COOOOL!). But it’s interesting to see WHO is working on this. I mean, who is ALREADY thinking about what we will have in the “next World Wide Web”. ...
Edit 2007-11-23: Is it normal that my guy that sit on my right is cutting is nails? -_- When a “person” makes a lot of unpleasant noise sipping his/her drink. Almost everytime it happens with hot drinks. When a “person” produce a lot of strange sounds with his/her mouth chewing. When a “person” fart and/or burp in public without begging for pardon. … In general, I hate who is not well-mannered. At least, in public and/or in a place where not everyone is a close friend. ...
Interessante analisi sulla [it:Giustizia] di [it:Marco_Travaglio|Travaglio] ad [it:Anno Zero]. > Title: Marco Travaglio - Giustizia Italiana Abstract: Marco Travaglio parla di giustizia ad AnnoZero PS Prima che lo diciate, lo so che e’ OLD… ma mi faceva piacere farvi fare due risate sulla giustizia italiana… -_-
Sounds impossible? Depends on WHERE you get bored. Please, do do it in the [en:House of Parliament]. [en:LONDON] (AFP) - [en:Queen Elizabeth II]’s speech in the [en:British Parliament] Tuesday may have been routine but at least nobody got bored to death. That would have been against the law. Dying in parliament is an offence and is also by far the most absurd law in [en:Britain], according to a survey of nearly 4,000 people by a television channel showing a legal drama series. And though the lords were clad in their red and white ermine cloaks and ambassadors from around the world wore colourful national costumes, at least nobody turned up in a suit of armour. Illegal. Other rules deemed utterly stupid included one that permits a pregnant woman to urinate in a policeman’s hat and murdering bow-and-arrow-carrying Scotsmen within the city walls of York, northern England. A law stating that in [en:Liverpool], only a clerk in a tropical fish store is allowed to be publicly topless, was also ridiculous, said a poll of 3,931 people for UKTV Gold television out Tuesday. Nearly half of those surveyed admitted to breaking the ban on eating mince pies on Christmas Day, which dates back to the 17th century and was originally designed to outlaw gluttony during the rule of the Puritan [en:Oliver Crowmell]. The laws and other regulations were culled from published research into ancient legislation that has never been repealed although subsequent statutes have rendered them obsolete. Respondents were given a shortlist and asked to vote. Most ridiculous British law: ...
After a lot of unmotivated comments (for the quality of the Movie itself) about my post about Domino Harvey, I finally have another Domino to talk about. This is an ads going on in the UK TV. It’s from Guinness, one of the most strong-tasty (I say “not very much good tasty”), beer that you can find in any pub here. But the advert is very very good ;) Title: Guinness Tipping Point Domino advert Abstract: New Guinness Advert - only previously available to those who solved the puzzles on the Guinness website! ...
Sono loro. Sono sempre e solo loro. Patrizia, Fabio, Lorena, Adriano e Marcello. Perche’ in grassetto gli ultimi due? Perche’ sono certo che loro sono quelli che soffrono piu’ di tutti la mia mancanza. Loro sono i miei piccoli (ma non diteglielo che si arrabbiano, ormai sono degli ometti!!! :) ) fratelli-un-poco-figli. Adriano: Le femmine non mancano, anche perche’ ha cominciato a capire come gestire il suo fascino esagerato! ;) ...
Una piccola pausa ci vuole. E ci vuole una di quelle “in italiano”. Dove l’ironia risulta più semplice “da coniare e da comprendere”. Elettrone Con piacere quindi vi propongo la seguente “storiella”: LA VITA SESSUALE DELL’ELETTRONE © by keroppi Una notte, sentendosi molto caricato, Mister Farad decise di invitare Miss Amp - un’amica del gruppo elettrogeno con cui era spesso in contatto - a fare un giro sul suo ciclotrone. Attratto dalla curva caratteristica di Miss Amp, Mr Farad passò subito a uno stato di eccitazione: la condusse nei pressi di un flusso di corrente che scorreva in mezzo a un campo magnetico e tutto galvanizzato le disse: “Qui saremo isolati e non ci saranno interferenze.” “Ah! Sei un invertitore!” gridò Miss Amp scandalizzata. “Mi hai calamitato. Ogni volta che ti vedo ho degli implusi di tensione: sento che tra noi c’è un flusso di corrente continua,” le disse Mr Farad per diminuire la sua suscettanza. “Ma tu mi comunichi una carica negativa!” protestò miss Amp, che voleva temporizzare. “Andiamo… non opporre riluttanza, " disse Mr Farad. “E allora mostrami il tuo potenziale!” ribattè Miss Amp. A quel punto Mr Farad non ebbe bisogno di raddrizzatori: dopo averla presa e messa a terra, abbassò la sua resistenza, e si inserì in parallelo.(*) “Quando hai il megaciclo?” le chiese. “Non temere: uso la spira,” disse lei. La frequenza delle vibrazioni aumentò. Miss Amp ebbe degli effluvi. L’intensità raggiunse il massimo. Non vi furono ritardi di fase. “Ohm… ohm… " gemette Miss Amp andando in corto circuito. Mr Farad ebbe una disrupzione e Miss Amp fu satura. L’eccesso di calore li aveva scaricati, e vi fu una caduta di tensione. “Siamo una termocoppia perfetta,” disse Mr Farad. Continuarono a scambiarsi i flussi per tutta la notte, provando differenti connessioni. Miss Amp si applicò anche un oscillatore sul solenoide: “Lo uso spesso quando pratico l’autoinduzione,” spiegò. Continuarono finché la barra magnetica di Mr Farad non perse la sua forza ettromotrice. “La prossima volta faremo un triodo,” disse Miss Amp, che era tarata. ...