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Adattare il Joystick Ps2 alla Ps3

Adapting the PS2 to PS3 Joystick

In this post I wanted to tell you about a method to adapt the controller of the PS2 to the PS3
, rather than buying a new joystick.

ADVANTAGES: You spend a lot less
Disadvantages: Joystick works with cable, because we know that is not
Wireless
But I think the joystick is not a problem with the wire!

order to use a PS2 controller on the PS3 just buy an adapter like this:



Connect the USB to the PS3 and the other end of the joystick and the game done! We saved so much
about buying a new joystick.

Currently the price of the adapter on the market from 15 € to 20 €.

WARNING: The brand I recommend is "Nith" I also personally i got them and they work fine. Some adapters, in fact, have some problems to manage the keys and in many cases reverse them!

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The Madonnella

The shrine was Madonnella country with the small figure of the Virgin card, set the "bill" and was located near Piaggiasecca, Campileo locations on the mountain road at the intersection of the "road of the mountain more high "on the left (better known as" street of the mountain ") and the" road of the mountain below "on the right (better known as" Little House Road). Here we see a reconstruction installed last October.
That original was destroyed in 1964 during work on the construction of the driveway that would lead to Val di Ranco, according to the tourism development plan for 1960, but the money - you know! - Always end up too soon, or are used where the politician in office has more interest, and fortunately, otherwise we would have a monster now completely useless, as has happened in other mountains of the Marche.
The significance of this historical and legendary figure of campaign dates back to the dawn of time, I think at the time of the Lombards, when the countryside was populated by various avventurueri and brigands, and hence the need for protection which rely before leaving the area, perhaps reciting a prayer.
In the Lombard period, gives us testimony Emilio Sereni (1907-1977) in History of the Italian agricultural landscape , Laterza Publisher 1961, the country was still almost entirely wooded, even in the plains, and near the villages and towns there was a certain territory, very narrow, cultivated with orchards and vineyards, while the rest was forest of oak trees and grazed by a lot of pigs and wild boar. There were still
Agricultural University (from 1936 called agrarian communities), who will be born in the Carolingian period, approximately at the end of the first millennium.
Piaggiasecca, as I have said elsewhere, but whose documents do not show because I can not still in my possession, along with Casalvento, and perhaps Colmic was an agrarian community, and the fact is attested in a sentence of twenty years ('900) relating to one of the applicants from the agricultural community of lawsuits against Rucce to Piaggiasecca-Casalvento for the line at La Rocca, where will expose all the cases so far have taken place over the centuries, and where it is mentioned first and foremost a document of 1208 kept in the notary of Bologna (which depended on our territory with regard to justice) and then viewed by the court. That sentence I read it in full, in the years of university studies in 1974 and it seems to me, if I'm lucky, sooner or later I will show it on this site.

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Dead (18) If one winter night a viewer ...

Sunday night around 21:15 I sit on the couch, remote control one hand, beer in the other fresh. On ESPN against the Minnesota Vikings are in Chicago with six minutes remaining and need to recover. I spend a moment on Sky1, thinking I do not remember what the postponement of series A 'I confess, a moment of morbid curiosity. Here it is: Inter-Milan 0-1, have scored just before, framed Gattuso lying on the ground waving.

I'll be back on ESPN. Part of the Vikings drive, Favre tries to recover and start to put a spin after another. Peterson runs and receives, takes a few hits hard but gets up running to lose no time. Minnesota mill area and get a few yards from the Bears.

Tour on Sky1 during a time-out. Inter-Milan 0-1 always, Ibrahimovic gestures towards the referee.

ESPN: twist, the Vikings goes wrong and the ball back to Chicago. Minnesota's defense, however, the miracle, Jay Cutler takes crushed on his goal line, forcing the Bears to punt from inside the end-zone, but he can not get a breath away. Less than three minutes at the end, there is still plenty of time to recover if it is tempting to Brett Favre.

Sky1: Inter-Milan 0-1, before pulling someone breaks out a punishment, no one takes the ball on the bottom. A commentator explains excitedly praised the Inter goalkeeper has not done anything yet and we're near the end of the first half.

ESPN: no one does anything for more than 40 seconds, this is football. Favre starts to run while taking some risk, time out of two minutes the Vikings are once again close, but at the climax of a Bears cornerback pulls in the right place at the right time, intercepting the ball. Chicago can keep him for the last eighty seconds (it must mean in football a couple of real actions) and wins.

Sky1: in eighty seconds I can enjoy a distinctly Ibrahimovic sputazza the ground a few times, close tight, enthusiasm of the reporter.

ESPN: the direct additional changes to the game between Jets and Browns: it's over and you go 20-20 in overtime (who will score first wins). The defenses held, then drive right and Cleveland Gill arrives almost at a distance from field-goal when something goes wrong: the launch of McCoy, fumble of the receiver, New York recovered the ball. Just a few minutes and it seems an incredible balance (equal to the last in the NFL dates back to 2008, the last time the Jets have drawn is 1988, for the Browns is instead of 1989). New York manages to get in field-goal distance, but the ball is far away, almost 50 yards, and football goes out. Cleveland wakes up again but the Jets defense, which held. Sanchez back on the field again and New York advancing. Then on a seemingly harmless receiving close to 20 a Browns defender misses the tackle, and Santonio Holmes jumps in end-zone: NY won 26-20 away to a few seconds from time.

Sky1: Inter-Milan 0-1 always, they are all still and chat. Ah, the range is (I understand why no one is insulting the referee).

ESPN: The link goes to New York where the Giants host Dallas, which last week suffered a real massacre in Green Bay (45-7). Bryant, who was left unconscious on a stretcher against the Packers because they suffered a tough tackle, is in the field, and it shows: When the connection part of the Giants, favored, are up 3-0 and in the field there is an attack Cowboys, with the "old" Joe Kitne instead of Romo. It does not seem to Dallas last week: Maybe there's wanted revenge, but all give 110%, especially Bryant who is elusive and can to mark the end catching a ball with a spectacular dive. The coach challenges the touchdown NY, the officials review the action and instead confirm. Dallas also manages to miss something as trivial as the transformation from a point, we're 6-3 in the first quarter.

Sky1: Inter Milan still 0-1, Eto'o sitting on the ground is messed up nose. You will probably start the second half.

ESPN: Manning pushes and shoves her out a couple of runs for spectacular Manningham, the Giants are first in their division and want to stay, but the Dallas defense is unrecognizable and stop everything that moves. With much effort (and not a few threats) Manning comes close to the area of \u200b\u200bthe Cowboys, try a launch in end-zone on the left but the receiver runs the wrong track: McCann catches, snaps on the other side, and marks ran for 101 yards (a record of all time for the Texans).

Sky1: Inter-Milan 0-1. In a couple of minutes watching a replacement.

ESPN: NY in a couple of minutes again on offense, playing four measures but is stopped and the ball back to Dallas. The Giants defense is no joke and James hits hard every time I try to run a station, but tonight Kitne looks like a boy (for more of the good ones), with a throw after another, and at half-time Dallas is ahead 19-3.

Sky1: Inter Milan ended 0-1.

probably we were a few thousand to cool beer and enjoy the evening on ESPN, while millions of people have done nothing in anesthetized by monovision. Well, few but good. And we're sorry for the others ...

Epilogue. Last night I
the phone rings, is responsible for the marketing of Sky asking me if I'm just me, and it is really me, shocked me says it all: "We have seen that she does not have the football package active! If you want to activate him 29 euro per month. "

I would answer, but I to laugh and I can not speak, I finally put down and apologize. It is a shame, because I know I missed an opportunity: after all I can activate it, the package football, if they give me 29 euro per month. But even if they want me to watch the football, I must give something more ...

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(17) The Atomic

The main reason why in Italy (but not only) the worst crap proceed briskly is due to the fact that, except for a few enlightened ones who are usually impallinati just open their mouth, the herd has lost neurons and common sense.

short memories, even very short
The popular referendum of 1987 "on the nuclear issue was" not a referendum on nuclear power. "But how, in '87 we had voted yes in a referendum on the abrogation of nuclear power in Italy ?»... Well, no. But on a comfort to know that exactly two of you remember the formation of Italy in the World Cup 82, is a matter of importance and priority, right? ... In any event, the referendum included the following three questions, abstruse and difficult to understand:

1) You want to be repealed the provision which allows the CIPE (Interministerial Committee for Economic Planning) to decide on the location of stations where local authorities do not decide within time?
2) You want to be repealed on compensation to municipalities hosting nuclear power plants or coal?
3) You want to be repealed the provision which allows ENEL to take part in international agreements for the construction and the operation of nuclear facilities abroad?

See? No referendum against nuclear power. You're against? Well. Collect signatures and propose it really a referendum, with the right question: why were there in 1987 and if you are convinced to have voted "YES" to the question "do you agree that there are nuclear power plants in Italy?" you are part of the flock above. Who tells you that you have done, consciously lies: do not rate them and more sputategli him (unless you have sympathy for the ballista that you are exploiting, however there who likes to be dressed as a Nazi whip your ass, so why wonder ...).


mushroom cloud, namely: central nuclear mushroomed. It 'good to know that there are over 400 in the world, including fully functional in the countries of which usually admire the civilization, such as Sweden, Finland and Switzerland. The French have 59, some of them is a musket shot from our borders (that is, we suffer the "risk" feared by many theoretical, with no benefits, since we pay them to buy the French atomic energy, but do not cross in their produrcela ). Then there are England, Germany, Spain, Argentina, Mexico, Brazil, South Korea, Japan ... the list is long. The current controversy in Germany there was once sold as "here, even the Germans have realized that must be closed." No: the Germans understood that the choice (motivated by the economic crisis) the government to keep some older plants still open (of about 30 existing) whose closure is necessary for reasons of age, is bullshit. The complete map of the world's centrlai is here.

At this count should be added the nuclear reactor "mobile", ie those placed on submarines and ships. About 130 are American, Russian ones were 250 thirty but remain in business, plus a few ice breakers and a few vessels with a surface, an exact count is impossible because we should know exactly what they have navies of countries like Iran and Israel. There are an absurd number of ballistic missiles, each with its beautiful ball of Uranium 235 (and its other Compagnucci) inside.

Alternatives? Sorry for the theorists of good thought, but are not as efficient. E 'childish intransigence pontificating on clean energy at home and then have three TVs and two computers 1.3 phones per person (90 million units in Italy over 60 million inhabitants). We like to think that something is beautiful, and then it works. It is rarely so in the real world. And believe me close my eyes and hold your breath until it becomes true, it produces the only result of cyanosis.

China Syndrome
It 's that old movie with Jack Lemmon as a nuclear accident caused by a destruction of the world throughout the globe. Good movie. In fact, the list of incidents at nuclear power plants is as long as Methuselah's beard (found here ).

Nuclear accidents "true", the one that has really happened to the reactor core or something, what have been the Three Mile Island (Harrisburg, USA) in 1979 and Chernobyl (Ukraine) in 1986. Two cases out of hundreds of reactors in over 50 years. If you say that the plane is half "statistically safe, then you can not reverence and a ride yourself, and say they are not" statistically safe "nuclear reactors. Statistics are statistics.

And all the other "accidents"? Read the linked list above: jumping valves, pipes breaking, causing sparks fire in the wrong places, workers' errors, or worse. Anything to do with nuclear power in itself. In 1975 in a Central American a fool decides to seek a current of air in a cabin using a candle, ignite and power cables then jump safety devices. In 1994 a Russian Central crisis because it is cut in the supply of electricity: they had not paid the bills (if you're thinking, "Shit, is a nuclear power, how can he remain without power, did not produce on its own?" There I remember that was exactly what they were doing at Chernobyl: The accident happened just during the 1986 a test of the safety procedures in case they stop the turbine, since the internal systems receive power from them in a loop crowds for the devices which were to raise the alarm if the process had stopped receiving power from same process). In 1999 in Japan in a storage site shall be paid to land two drums containing uranium and nitric acid: the substances are mixed and give off a reaction ... to mix the two chemicals the workers were using a can and a funnel (not because they were mad, it seems, was the procedure).

cases are more "funny", but basically this is usually of little things, tiny components, stuff from the supermarket. A sheath that does not hold. A valve that does not hold. A guy who drank a beer too many and does what he must. Even accidents on nuclear submarines, and there were a few from both American and Russian, were caused by Vavolo, fire, breakage, and not by the nuclear reaction. Small pieces of plastic and rubber three dollars that are likely to burst and make a mess.

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If you thought that I held a rally for or against nuclear power, you are wrong again. There are no sources of energy or green fuels 100% . Who says you said bullshit. You hear about "clean coal", but it's a chasm, a contradiction in words like "dazzling darkness", "Inter nice" or "Berlusconi innocent." As always, I do not care whether this or that idea is more or less good: I'd like you to think and I proponeste an alternative to that with which you disagree, than to scream "no" and paraded in the procession. I live near the Susa Valley, I sick and tired of processions of any shape and color. If you have a better idea, Let's hear it. Otherwise we must also make do somehow, even if it means choosing the "lesser evil" among a number of options are not optimal. What I fear, personally, is not having a nuclear plant here, since I have six or seven in France about a hundred miles from home gardens. I fear the meringue .

meringue is said that white material which, when properly emulsified, you can mix the concrete construction and so lower the cost of construction sites (which is why that idiot of a neighbor's dog continues to lick the wall). I do not fear a nuclear Italian: I fear a nuclear Italian . Built by Beppe Pautasso meringue mixing cement and gypsum-mounted valves because they cost less. Managed by Salvatore Impastato inadvertently makes it drip sauce of Parmesan on the keypad of safeguards, or went to smoke a cigarette in a substation because it's cold outside. They are not jokes: stuff like that have happened in countries that should be more "careful" of ours. Even at Chernobyl in fact it all happened because Comrade Sergei did mess. I would be favorable if

impedissimo law to ourselves to build and operate. Let's build up by the Swedes, and assume a bit 'of Germans and Japanese to work with them. We perform all the checks to the Swiss. Will cost us a bit ', but still less than buying energy in bulk abroad. With the side effect of many run less risk of being blown up because of a meringue.

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Meringue (16) The Buffalo

that giving a Nobel Prize to Mr. Al Gore had been fucked up, at least those who shoot him, someone he had long understood. But the demagoguery always like those who can not think, just say shit four national-popular ecology to pull back the skins (even if his mega-ranch consumes more water and electricity of an entire town).

solar panels are not a viable solution for the production of mass energy, install photovoltaics to produce the same amount of energy delivered to each house usually costs between 15 thousand to 20 thousand euro and a private portion of the roof, two things that few have access to (just stop for a moment of daydreaming and ask a damn budget).

Wind energy is a colossal stupidity because they need wind to make it work constant, and not just plant a garden in blender (for the few who have it, a garden). The constant wind is strongest in the world in Patagonia, Argentina, 800 miles from civilization. In second place was the Lake Turkana in Kenya, which from 2012 will be the first country in the world where the wind will (thanks to a northern European consortium ) on a stable electricity to the national grid - 300 MW of approximately 15% of national demand, thanks to 353 turbines over an area equal to three times the province of Trieste (the annual requirement of the city of Florence is 1.5 million MWh, 2006 data Councillor city environment).

skip the detail on other cows as ethanol automotive and oil derived from rotting leaves, bat guano and yak dung (or female buffalo, also known as buffalo). Produce today, with the recycled, a lot of garbage than what you did before, without even realizing it, for now just throw stuff in the box has become "virtuous" and fashionable. My grandmother bought the milk and water always in the same two glass bottles (deposit from the milkman of 10 pounds, I went there) and not to throw shit. But to sing out the chorus is fine if you take the farts, if it's worse are the worst insults. Yet there are some. I yield the floor to

Bjorn Lomborg, a dangerous fugitive thought independent, whose interview was published today in La Stampa Tuttoscienze (obviously not to be found on the web version, which has never spread a little 'common sense, better than drowning the reader between Fini and Berluschini Chiamparino).

«(...) clean technologies are not yet available or are beginning. They are not ready. We think of solar is more expensive than fossil fuels and is the reason why so many do not use it, unless they receive large subsidies to support inefficient technologies .(...) Instead, we spend money on research and development in so as to make them better. Imagine: if we make more green sources of cheap oil already 20-30 years, then all would be adopted, including the Chinese and Indians, not being forced by the Kyoto Protocols and agreements to Copenhagen. "

To learn more, which is very useful to get information and get a real review instead of repeating those of others, you have to find a way to read the interview. A review of Lomborg's book that mentions this is here. A critique of his positions instead here, and shows the average level of the herd (if you have been taught in school and have learned how the logic is built and challenges an argument, read this critical and then your choice or you do pissed as a laugh or you boars).

Lomborg's positions are very far from exhaustive, and can be challenged at various points. It is said that he is right about everything, or that you should agree with him lying down: the arguments must be considered and evaluated. But this does not mean it does not say sensible things in contrast with the para-ecological establishment that corrupts and that, as I understand it, has produced little or nothing if not a lot of fine words and solutions that make a good impression in the magazines but in the real world do not solve a shit and are not affordable (economic and structural) of 90 per cent of the population.

Then, if you have 20 thousand euro you can buy your pannellucci, and maybe even beat some change to put the yak in the garden (or buffalo). Oltra hunting also provides milk et voila, solved at a stroke the energy problem and the food!

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Climate (15) Gent.mo

Gent.mo Mr. God, if

in its inscrutable wisdom, she was thinking of calling him my very modest person in this period of time, with this I humbly ask you, if possible, arrange for this to happen tonight.

Please understand that my request, as seemingly bizarre, is not moved by the sentiments that motivate souls often disappointed or dismissive, attitude, as Am sure you know as everyone knows, is far from my habits and my character.

This is actually a motivation, although not of immediate understanding of an aesthetic nature.

In my humanity groping in the dark, I immodestly think that you are far from the granite and distant figure that the practice, the Law and the teachings have given us. E 'on the contrary my firm belief that we all, your tiny children, we have during our short-lived and insignificant on the whole lifetime chance - let me say, at least a possibility - to raise their hands to heaven and touch your face and experience a perfect moment. Will Perhaps this is a long time now I walk around with their arms up: something that is similar to my all too often been interpreted as a sign of surrender, acceptance, which in time led me to be almost invisible and unworthy Reiten consideration in the course of human life of those around me, too tense and focused on self-satisfaction, but seemingly useless satisfying, and too heedless of who, or what, they can overwhelm the infinitely stupid search of the perfect roundness of the your navel. Heedless of this, and thinking of others, even with the thought only addressed to you, I have chosen in my conviction and continued to strive always and arms to the sky: you never know.

I believe, but trust your obviously confirmation or disconfirmation of my conviction, that moment comes for us all miserable His children, once in a lifetime, and everyone is able to capture the perfect moment.

Now, since human affairs are governed by the laws that she has decided to establish the nature and earthly events, I also believe there are signs of approaching events: the retreat of the sea and the calm before the storm, the roll of clouds before a storm, as is obviously the most well-known that (are things of which you own the rights to aeternum , after all, but I advise you to stay the eye, however, some multinationals I think they are trying to patent the same).

This mine is then pushed by the fact that I have recently also observed in natural or unnatural (because of the chaotic pressures of those around me regardless of other than himself), and conducted some signs of events which I suggest that time perfect for me to be able to happen next. And I really try not to miss it.

As my neighbors are now inclined to consider human affairs as absurdly complicated things when they are actually in my opinion so simple, and have also led to believe that their human experience is the only one worthy of consideration and commitment, and fuck (I Pardon the expression, please do sign on my account) the other, near or far, in the absolute pursuit of unattainable satisfaction of their ego and only one, I think I received the gift (in this case, she certainly contributed) or curse (so unlike then arrived to assume a hand of his party) to see the simplicity of things. And it is this. We

prey of ever-changing, dell'affaccendarsi a damn (with all due respect) what the other behind. While we are not interested in one, just because it is not important in itself (and who cares if it is for someone else), another rises, and a third threatened to strike from behind. E ' very rare, almost impossible to find a moment in life when everything is stopped for a moment, concluded before another begins. So rare as to be an almost unique: a perfect time .

That's my condition right now. In the words of a language to me, as Ella, of course dear, scientific, all indicators, all the tools around me, all of your physical and psychological which each of us is born unconsciously attached to dust, in my case are virtually zero. E 'close, close, imminent, and only the exact moment in which all are effectively zero. Human psychology (which in its very definition is a pseudo-science fundamentally incorrect and stupid) attaches high value to negative things like "sense of depletion, but it is not negative: Eastern thinkers as they say, for she certainly very expensive for the wisdom and simplicity that have always taught without that we were able to listen, my cup is empty, and only when it is empty and ready to be filled, to receive. Sitting still and surrounded from care of the fools who strive for mantain his cup is always full, even overflowing, pouring only the thick oil and smelling of his ego, I know that mine is empty, and I have a small, low, infinitesimal crystal of peace. I pity those who do not understand, and I regret not having had, in the final analysis, the sufficient skills to spread and to understand this simple reality. But in a world in which human beings everywhere are refusing to listen to His word, it is childish that I regret that I did not want to listen to me: you will realize how easy they are all too busy to listen only their own voice to hear anything else.

Let's see: I paid all my debts, I have no slope (I always slept badly thinking of having something to someone, and I always made a point of honor not to ask for favors but to those few and rare people who, like me, would never, ever thought of keeping a score, and then market in the temple of human relationships). I also paid the fee Rai, so far as I can not see the signal (what would be pleasing to my neighbors ... if you could put a word for what many people think that by now even his otherwise all-powerful intervention could bring about change, but I have a remaining glimmer of hope). Stamp duty, insurance, subscriptions, everything is in order. I have always been transcribed for the use of anyone then bring order, my bank codes, passwords and subscriptions which I use in my spare time. I do not have worldly goods, if not the car in which I move, and nothing that I have exclusive ownership, and with absolute lack of modesty, I say, sorry if it is little these days and in these years (I know, is pride, like kindly add this to my account, account being taken of the value of counter-trend towards so-called society of owning and appearance).

objectives are devoid of meaning, because all I had immodestly place I have met, or have reached the clear understanding that I have given reach (sorry for the confusion grammar of this sentence, grant me good-naturedly at my literary exercise a little poetic license). I have nothing to say because all I could, I said and repeated. I feel even more a sense of helplessness at seeing all my single words hit the ears and hearts of stone of pompous self-centeredness. I understand that our task, all of us, is to accumulate ideas, knowledge, experience, and communicate them to others. And if they want to listen or give you wash your hands, is beyond my control, and I reached a crystalline spiritual peace the immutability of this fact. Not because I believe you have absolute truths to reveal, but because I have my own, of truth, as my thoughts and my feelings and beliefs, and everything has to be the bases and reasons, and this should be worthy of a small, any attention, as it should be what concerns every human being. If

on board the plane unstable which cross the life I have been progressively pushed back, a row in a row, because the places of the Righteous were gradually self-assigned by those who would sit to stand in front of others, to use Brecht I'm happy to sit among those who remain, where a place is vacant. The opinions of others, or the sad absence of others' opinions, mercifully replaced by the false plenitude of the self, can not change the reality of things, and on this are clear.

I did what I could, maybe I missed in not fully realize my potential, of course I could have done more - she knows how much I loved the parable of the talents that gave us His Son (by the way, should He also extend to your esteemed Mom and my best regards). But there is nothing I can do, I can give assistance. I gave everything I had, and nobody seems to be imported. Here again, however, are peaceful, that my cup is wonderfully empty. The others? I want to say it clear, even if it cost me about another entry in my account name that you are taking it as his task that others Fuck them. Perhaps they will understand later, or perhaps will never understand, but it is not among my interests. They fucked up to care for me without even so much time, which I believe to be entitled to relief: thank you.

What interests me is to address my modest request, if she wants to consider. I would be glad to your visit this night, and I would like to offer you a huge coffee before we left for any-place-is, I would like to hear His voice and take comfort. I would like to gather, meet and have that perfect moment, where I can finally experience the bliss of a perfect smile, that I have almost forgotten the essence and the true nature, not seeing for some time a sincere, which comes from the heart , on the lips of others, and finding the strength to train them with mine.

On the sidelines, I would appreciate if possible, tomorrow, throw on a fucking bastard earth deluge of hail or something the genre, focusing on the area currently occupied by me, to put a fly in all those ears that have refused to listen to nothing but themselves. Indeed, should memorize a couple of hornets, just to be safe. Possibly should also unleash a bloody terremotuccio, with a couple of broken bones here and there - nothing serious, for heaven's sake, stuff cured in fifteen days unless complications, just something that some people say I fixed assets for a couple of weeks in bed, forcing them to do those two things in my memory I've never seen them do: 1) think, and 2) make a fucking examination of conscience.

I let Ella to indulge in choice - in the past, as reported in the book, I must admit that was able to show great imagination and was quite capable of capturing the attention of a lot of His children, Adam and Eve to Noah to Sodom to Egypt. At your discretion, therefore, a rain of frogs in crisis diarrhea, or a plague of all hamsters primitive, the sudden flash of all the flower beds located in "certain" balconies and gardens, a small flood drainage system directly into a list of processes that can provide you with surgical precision, resulting in repayment of one hundred liters (at least) of sewage. I would be watching this. Right now, among you certainly know that my phobias and my human and eternal uncertainty, I do not know whether there is "something" that I, would you accept my request, as it can know a posteriori event. But I chose to immerse myself in Pascal's wager. And at least take away that little satisfaction so far in almost 40 years I could not take your land.

Please do what she in fact from time immemorial, I would say from the Old Testament now, has lost the habit of doing: take a kick ass sound a bit 'of people. I can not do it, but it really is a show I would like to attend. Even from a place other than that, even after. And I do not believe that even she has resigned: I am approaching my perfect moment, and I really want to do it with optimism.

Sincerely and with the maximum estimate.

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Mr. God (14) 10th Lesson: 715mila

Spippola The other night I come in on the satellite retransmission of complete and accurate press conference of the river from Salerno Michele Santoro. I hold a few minutes, taking in a tirade that filled the Holy shooting at the company he works for (public television, that we pay) and lamenting the precarious economic conditions in which some of his editors lvorano atypical contracts and poor pay.

asserts (among other delusions, while the saliva from labbroni lapilli) that 'if I have a good editor who earns a thousand euro a month, but we want to give him at least twelve hundred, thirteen hundred? ". Shit, do we want? And maybe we want to talk about the newspapers that the editors are doing to people who know it well but do not recognize the dignity of journalists (even journalists) to avoid serious issue contracts and protect their caste in S. Toro is also part (I know from personal experience)? But no matter: let's take those one thousand three hundred euro, bloody Rai (which are paid by us)!

Today, June 11th year of our Lord 2010, La Stampa of Turin public salaries S. Toro and other employees of public television (which, remember, we pay) under his nice big face appears the figure of 715,000 euros (settecentoquindicimila/00). When one is right, right. Since I do not gain one-twentieth, and also pay a fee for a (dis) service to the public through digital terrestrial Moncalieri where I live I can not wait even more for lack of signal, Sir S. Bull, sorry the thirteen hundred euro to that editor, used with an atypical contracts and pay as unsatisfactory by his editorial you give them to him? So when a piece of time while the people of the hosannas Italiot connivance with foolish and stupid, as usual. (And they kindly let us know the cost of other characters like Mr. Travaglio, I'd be curious to know how much it costs the birth of her shoot, net of twenty books with his name on the cover I saw Saturday in the library, because we pay well as his attendance ...)

And fuck you!

PS1: that a certain Mr. Pupo earns 400 thousand is even more annoying, but the argument would become distracting.

PS2: Milena Gabanelli , probably the only journalist on the road in serious Rai at the moment (as Paolo Mieli you are untraceable), Report on the subject of several lawsuits for tens of millions of euro. It earns 150 thousand, about one third of Pupo. At this point I just went across the coffee, which is not serious, is one of the few that are serious, if not the only one.

Ps3: This blog is not about politics. It deals with common sense. In If someone had a doubt.

God bless the day when you'll get up to find that you can disassociate yourself from the people ox, and that thing in the morning left on the table is your own brain. It 'almost new, almost a kilometer zero: it would be worthwhile to use it ...

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Euri (13) 9th Lecture: The Head (of Shit) Bring

Ah, finally the nation-building torn apart by political scandals, troubled by the divorce of billionaire psicopremier, frightened by the batter to a well-known bank executive, divided even on the occasion of his own unit, he finds himself at a table in the bar between a cap and a blonde media, combined with the discussion on the popular Word, the true backbone of the country: the convening of Marcello Lippi for the national team in preparation for the World Cup.

Thank goodness. Mario and I are concerned about a lot of trivia. We can now focus on this white-haired gentleman, Tuscan (and this is aggravating), who cordially pockets a shameless amount of millions of public money effectively and equally cordially Just fuck who asked under what logic did you choose this player (Gattuso, Camoranesi, Iaquinta) instead of that other player (Balotelli, Cassano, Miccoli).

Let me clarify: I find funny commercials from Gattuso, Balotelli I find it funny ... Well nothing. For the rest I do not give a shit. At the bar, however, with my cold spotted close between the fingers and the latest copy of Wired leaning on the counter, look at it. For a long time.

long look, as in Turin, the applicant morning conversation of two gentlemen in suits and ties, officials certainly (given also the BMW parked in two rows) of the adjacent bank, which spuciazzando the croissant into the cup, courtly converse on the assumption that "Zaccheroni did not understand a shit" (text, bonjour finesse ). Next to an old supporter assume grenade, sour and unbearably nasal voice, barks instead for the pleasure of the ears of everyone, including my poor tortured, "we played badly" (but which were in the field, too?) " boys did not give everything "(question to raise funds from the parish?), and so with this tone, with the inevitable reference to" the Juve assholes "(the two officers mentioned above, nda). I finish the coffee and go out and get some 'fresh air.

I think of that old school friend, which I already wrote here that I recently met again after twenty years which, as first thing after the "how are you", he considered me a good taste jokes on Juve who have just lost some kind of game (and to me what the fuck do I care, Oh well, transeat ). I think of that one, plus the person of sharp intellect and culture, instead of Facebook chat on various amenities or arguments a little more full (I know, Comparative Biology of the scrotum in rodents, tnato to cite something more meaningful football) I found online that I think of my cock and also makes me a jokes on Juve has lost perhaps re- What other game. Which leads me to two conclusions, a town typically, greater: A) the fans are people of Toro shit (yes I know, I'm sorry the truth hurts), B) all other football fans are practically Similar to the fans del Toro (so you're all happy). Mario

this thing football has never understood. The bones of the back patting comfort, courage, me neither understand it, and say that (despite myself) I've worked on every day for at least two years, when I manage the channel's sports newspaper in my hometown on the web - in the days of so-called Calciopoli: that I get it. A team has been working with various means to get rid of three or four, building a first place in the standings, then sent one of his employees to the Presidency of the League of this sport and he allegedly made to deliver the championship. Meanwhile, the team that is talking in nicely with the other umpires and executives at the table to indicate what should happen and for whom. For at least four years, this topic is more current and following earthquakes and humanitarian ermergenze. There is a gentleman

Portuguese that would be driven from any restaurant of good taste in his manner inurbani, which receives millions of money (public too, because it derives from the sale of tires and gasoline for the cars that are all more or less forced to buy salty and pay ) sfanculare for anyone who makes a claim in public. Furthermore, it is on par with idiots journalist card (the one thing that they give you if you are truly a poor fool with a friend who is already a journalist, author's note), which we feel a masochistic pleasure in sending him questions and get stupid fuck (it's decent, after all, going to take pictures of porn star).

There's a guy who married in Rome (with pomp national) joyful goose harvest in a TV program for decerebration, idolized by the middle of the national population, whose hobby is kicking people and sputazzare in the face to those who pass by. Probably like so much because of that - who would not want to break an ankle neighbor who cuts the grass at 8 am on Saturday, or spit in the face of the desk next to my colleague who does a cock from morning to night? We end up in court, give to this gentleman (and ridàgli) € millions more.

There are people under the intake of alcohol, drugs go to the stadium to curse, beat other people do not always such deterioration, launch scooters down from the stands, threaten this and that, praise the Mafia, the Serbian war criminals, and so on.

There's a guy in Switzerland (and even this is an aggravating factor) that after seeing the French go to the World Cup thanks to a goal scored by hand, says that's okay. It 'the same guy who for better or worse for twenty years to decide who passes his desk shifts of the same World Cup (Korea tells you anything?), But he's okay, and you too. Had believed in Santa Claus than in football, you might meet a little bit.

There is a system of money (yours, stupid!) Who decides and adjusts each year see the end of the championship games for which you pay money you have earned and remove from the installment the loan or the pizza, which end up as it suits one or the other. Have you recently saw the culmination of human intelligence, fans of Roman team that threaten his players to lose in order to indirectly damage the other team in Rome (football is stupid, but the diatribes from Derby are the worst shameful insults intelligence, at least to my and that of those who still have it).

I could dwell with dozens of other examples, we all know, and that they are unnecessary. This is basically an activity thugs, that perhaps a time (before the war) could also be associated with the idea of \u200b\u200bsport, not the present day, may work at the "competitive" (ie being paid to do a fuck) anyone knows how to run and breath either to others or kicking a ball - in short, anyone in the country. And indeed it does anyone - we have the national, the National not to be national, the national team of singers, the national politicians, the national journalists (there kicks are justified), the National poulterers of Stracciari ee of ruzzolamerde. And all paid to watch these hordes of people scurrying about in their underwear on a lawn, and maybe do not bring your child to racing him, on a lawn on Sunday.

I am concerned, my child, that no matter how small you are interested in this pseudo-sport activities hooliganism, stimulated by other children already prey dell'encefalogramma dish (probably repressed by the ego driven and motivated by parents as decerebration). Oratory just a soccer ball and hear kids rattle off decades of curses port under the eyes of conniving pastor (after all there's the game with another parish to win, let's agree, no expulsion at first " Porco do ***", warning - and you think, if not after a quarter of an hour there are only goalkeepers) and breaking his leg kicks as may happen in the hour air search for any self-respecting. Poor children rounded up like sheep in "school-football" (the term is a contradiction in itself, in a school you learn things you need to grow and become a better man tomorrow, better today not a jerk), and they are taught to lie, insult, pretend, simulate. As parents during the games then you spit in my face and menano in the gallery.

Do not believe us? Go to the website of the Football Federation, and read the disqualification and reasons for, the minor leagues for amateur and youth. You will see lawyers and priests, presidents of companies with names of saints, disqualified for weeks and months for blasphemy, assault and referee fights. Kids of 16 years suspended for weeks and months to be entered per game over opponents in the locker room, except to say "we're going to make us a pizza" (as we did, at least when you fiddle as a child in summer the sea between friends), but filled with kicks and blows another sixteen guilty of having made a goal or two. It 's all true. Open your fucking eyes. And then send you the following children still at school to make the football league if you have the balls.

I hope I can motivate my son, who has not yet 5 years and does not have a parent decerebration, to engage in any other activity, which is very casual: one that serves a real talent, precision, attention, and teach compliance and fraud. I know I'm an idealist: I still believe that there are basketball and baseball.

But the thing that worries me most is the people around me: you like this shit.

decisions in my apartment building, the activities in my office, the decisions in my country are made by folks who slams his balls what is the country itself, its natural and human resources, education, welfare , common sense, does not budge for those who are starving or being beaten at the station, for those who steal or kill a family driving drunk and is not even a day in jail - but it shows and collections (for real money!) to maintain a level of shit that falls apart for decades because one day many years ago we played his favorite team. People who Sbrocca for a ball and a colorful striped shirt (or plain, which is the same).

I hope that one day tirerete head out the ass, who come to your senses, perhaps taking a crowbar in the head or a bullet from another idiot but unlike you turn armed and did not appreciate that you took the piss out of his team. But do not do it.

Then I ask because I hate football.
I will explain, because they taught me and be polite and civil. I believe that animals born ignorant, not a fault, but still be ignorant beasts as adults it is.
When I hear this shit and call me in case I say, "I hate football."
actually hate you.

[Credit for the cartoon used: here the original page]

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( 12) 8th Lesson: Madness, the real

If you believe that the mad, real mad, those murderers of ordinary common sense that populate the Little Shop of Horrors, sit away from you, if you think their insane madness does not touch you if not in a color service in the footnote of a news show, you have fallen into the grossest errors. Put

case to bring a 4 year old child to the dentist because it has a bit 'wrong with a tooth. And to find out who is simply losing the first milk tooth, well ahead of the national average (sigh of relief).

Then the dentist looks good in your mouth and note that there is something slightly, but slightly, but just just wrong (anxiety). Have you noticed that expresses some slight speech impediment? Oh, right there, in fact, perhaps, very slightly effizza them, or a little essizza Zeta ... Nothing tells you that the dentist (who is very kind, experienced with children, and nothing strange thing to hexose in the plot) is very common and there is nothing to worry about (sigh of relief).

Tip: If your child was seen by a speech therapist, this could be considered to teach him some exercise "funny" (read: some "big mouth") to do every time, that helps, because it is a barely perceptible thing and it makes no sense to speak appliances or other obscurity, that we all remember from our childhood without treatment subtleties. We also recommend that you call your home of the ASL, which has good speech therapists and waiting lists reduced (surprise: something that could work for public health?). Confident

be encountered in a fold of the system that works, like those that occur paleontologists forgotten man on an island where dinosaurs still walk, you turn to the pediatrician, which is called "basic" because that is since its level does not differentiate one gland from a pustule (not a joke, unfortunately). Which explains that you can not prescribe a visit to the first speech therapist because they need another.

By psychiatrists.

Reread the above, please.

Then call the local health authorities, because the stun (which you are trying to get rid of a year, the NDA, if only there was still a sufficient number of paediatricians who are a little 'less basic) there has never given confident enough to even offer you a coffee. Yet it is true: it is the practice of National Health (with the case, why some crap to be written with a capital letter, such as life-threatening diseases and the names of serial killers) that lead to a 4 year old child to visit a speech therapist, paid by the State , that is from you and me, first you have to take him to a psychiatrist, paid by the state, that is from you again and me.

"Do not be afraid," she tells the therapist to turn on the phone, "there is nothing to be afraid, it is common practice." Madam, I say, I'm not scared, and even amazed: I'm pissed off like an elephant with a stick up your ass. Explain to me why. "Why is it so intended." Madam, excuse me, but in Nuremberg this type of response is that it worked fine ... I studied enough medicine and biology to understand the difference between my ear and his sphincter, and at this time I had to grab a jack from a car passing through, the two do not fit in my ear ... I

you burn a car tail light, cost 70 cents, I'm going to change it and I say no, first he must get to the convergence and changing tires. Yes, but sorry, it's a beacon, a light bulb: Eh, what is common practice. Sticazzi.

Now, I understand that there is a percentage amount, I would say reduced to problems of pronunciation or word that is related to neuropsychological issues, but generally it's crooked teeth or palate, a defect of conformation that leads to some hissing consonant . If we discover that you are not in most normal, and after I say after maybe go to a higher level to let you control the ball carrying sponge into the skull. But it is really senseless. If I have a callus, I go to the chiropodist. It 's a call: how to have a second toe that grow on the heel. I do not need me to do a full checkup to rule out orthopedic everything is written in the manual of pathological anatomy to be able to treat a callus.

And then: these are crazy. I do not even dream of bringing a child of 4 years by a psychiatrist because the palate may have slightly, but slightly to the cusp. Long Live the braces, down with the balls out of my head. And it is useless to blame this or that minister, because who knows when was, and who has established a practice that is beyond any form of common sense.

begin to feel a certain commonality of feelings with those crazy revolutionaries, setting fire to the riots in a number of countries forgotten by God and men, they started putting the wall all the professors and doctors. Maybe a little 'extreme methods, but for God's sake, one can not dispute the principle. Why would a doctor who tells me how normal a thing to be spent for weapons, must be around the keel, the fire, the Virgin of Nuremberg. The Inquisition, it takes but a civil and well-armed me to do the rounds of this country of my ass, by the ministries down to the burocratucoli bales hidden in the little office of the smaller villages. All the streets, folk process: my grandmother's chair. Who had not studied a dick, but loss, was able to recognize an idiot when we see one, and had enough sense to distinguish poop by nutella.

today's lesson of the Handbook is: do not be vaccinated at the madness that lurks in the folds of the real world. Do not look at it with a little smile of sufficiency. Do not shrug your shoulders as you were in front of an anecdote, an unexpected and unpredictable what you saw and if that happens rarely. Make a mess of the devil, because it is here, is everywhere around you. It nests in the sweaty faces of those who retired balls, like a good sheep you are, you have lined up to vote in recent weeks, one part of them; Scazzi anal lurks in charge of your post office, in brioche blurred on the desk of the boss of your registry, the arrogance Silent Alert downstairs. Stand. Incazzatevi. Do not send fuck the world, or fate, send real people, take them to kick, spit at, get to see and hear. Do not accept with resignation and the follies of the superiority newspaper, because yours is the superiority of the sheep who thinks running away to have saved the life of the wolf. Give yourself the proof of being alive: incazzatevi as ferrets, refused any purpose that is by God's grace and good sense, especially those absurd bullshit that costs, economic, social and psychological, because those costs are always paid Our . We take your ass and show us the bill, which is in the form of invoice or charges. Let me hear damn you!

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(11) 7th Lesson: Wake up!

"Democracy is the worst of all possible systems, but the others are bad '
(Winston Churchill)

I remember years ago the company I worked for the lawyer, who in the face of documentation that submit it for a cause, he said, "Well done congratulations, really nice work. I would not go with that stuff ever in court, however good. " And he went out to play tennis. This is the attitude of the people ox to democracy. Your.

the democratic theory should be that system which they propose different ideas, then you vote wins a majority, then everyone does that. The real democracy, that of all days, but the thing that is fine by me if I win, if he wins the other with my cock appropriate because I am right. It does not work not even painted. It does not work in your building, let alone if it can work elsewhere.

systems in which you grew, you were the person and character (for those who have it of course) are not democratic. The family, the healthy one, not a democratic regime. Your father, I hope that he tried to give the values \u200b\u200b(with V!) was not a democratically elected leader and was not subject to the approval of the polls. The school, at least what it once was when it worked, it was not and should not be a democratic regime. The army, now for the few who have had the fortune (training, not practice) to be part of even briefly, is not a democratic regime. Where it starts to get into this virus, with meetings and votes, in high school, college, you see things start to fail.

democracy or you accept or not accept. It is not acceptable, subject, depends on who the check. When he won in Austria Jörg Haider (remember the "xenophobic leader" of the early nineties?) All gave me. An Italian politician, that Lamberto Dini, proposed to the European Community embargo against a sort of Vienna if that election results had not been canceled. Yet it was a Democratic victory after free elections (Austria, friends, is not the Sudan). So you like democracy, but only up to a certain point? And what point? Incidentally, Hitler and Mussolini also reached their highest office through the means of the political system, the only one who had the "good taste" to carry out a coup was Lenin.

I'm amazed at how people that I consider more intelligent and have a critical sense, among those I know, in the elections turn into slobbering beasts blood and cliches. Check to prefer the most dumb, at least that is limited to football or play the playstation, blessed ignorance.

Note: This is a lesson to the manual, not a lesson in politics. I could not try to teach anything to anyone because everyone thinks politics already know everything and just listen to yourself or your "idols." Judge idiot who drools for Brad Pitt, but totally uncritical way in deburred for Di Pietro and Berlusconi. It also clarifies, for those who do not know me enough: in the last election I voted other. To those present here in Piedmont, I do not miss a vote if I am bound not to suck democracy (although in fact ...), but because the two candidates are two dangerous individuals. I would vote Bonino in Rome because I always had a serious person. But my political views, for those few who still have, are not matters of this lesson.

The subject of this lesson is you, and your neurons disabled. Date politicantucolo behind a single shoot because (crap) on another politicantucolo you're on the boxes. You are uncritical. The people of beef and cattle in what is thrown behind a pack leader regardless, the people are the people ox is purple, blue, red or green.

dripping with blood from all the claws when an assessor is caught stealing a few million euro and cried foul if he gets twenty years in prison, but not shocked because a boy named Omar, who killed a mother and with his son in 1993 (write ninety!) knife was released from jail yesterday after only nine years old, or because there is a terrorist serial killer on the loose in Brazil and another in Central America who walked the tourists to make fishing trips: I do not see demonstrations for us to give back and put in jail Battisti.

Want to see a political leader behind bars on a Sunday and the other so well because it has a television, or has rigged a contract, but I see no popular demonstrations against the fact that if you invest in Italy and killed three people while drunk driving give you the house (in the U.S. they give you a life sentence, for the record, the real one). There's a guy here in Turin (democratically elected by other animals like him) that whenever someone finds a land to build a mosque, take a pig on a leash and let us go to a walk, and while you're busy fall away because in a political talk-show did not give the word to this or that presenteeism, obviously depending on where he was the shit that the guy in question wanted to shoot . The people

ox does not show his feelings, because it does not. Do what they tell him to do. And not even realize it. You not see? I do not mean to make defense of the United States, that a country like the others, better than ours in some respects and worse in others, but have filled the streets every time the Americans have gone to Iraq or Afghanistan, but all occurred at home while the massacre in Rwanda, the Sudan, with no banners against regimes in Iran or North Korea. in Iraq are human beings Series A, Series B in Iran? Curious, just change a letter ...

Moreover, the president was elected in Iran, not a dictator - just as happened in the 30's in Germany, with that which followed it, but because "who does not remember the past are doomed to repeat it," as George Santayana , the same will happen because no one gets up from his chair whenever that madman announces that it intends to wipe out the Jews from the face of the earth. You are too busy to make the blowjob to the exclusion of Parliament from the Communist Party of the last elections, or to the exclusion list of the PDL in the Lazio region in this round, or buy books that no one goes to a gentleman yelling on TV every Thursday night against this or that ruler, however well paid for it with public money (your), and thus keep the house in the center of Rome and in the mountains . Curious fate, however, that the Jews, victims of series Barely 50 years ago, now it seems that nobody cares anymore, after all now have the mania of persecution (and I would like to see you in their place!, And not even the paranoids can have real enemies, as well as hypochondriacs can get sick ...).

you fill the mouth with words like "dictatorship" and "coup" because you feel this or that fanatic (democratically elected!) Which in turn fills the video or newspapers (odd, since they are "all in hand to the other guy"), and disrespect to the first Italian (or English, in the second case), which proved not to know, but especially miss than those in dictatorships (true) or for the coup (true), we fought and we died. And not even understand that to give every two to three in the midget dictator with a priapista in the high end to what is not and never could be. In reality you

neurons disconnected from time, including a Big Brother, so that makes one part, and some fine film which is fashion Kurdish other. Even the nonconformity is a fashion that fall for the reaction. Just to win the Bull (or Juve or Roma or Inter, or fuck you think), and then at the end everything is okay. But not good: I live in a nation that looks like a huge curve to the stadium, and even those that can normally be considered thoughtful and intelligent good people there are in the midst of shouting curses and scooters throw from the stands.

The pardon has not moved even though it has put people who commit crimes on the road (of course you until you are the attacked or mugged, then hell broke loose!), And worship the politicians who have voted, and now they contradict but only if they give him to other politicians who are on the balls. Is not to decide, what you do not have your opinions, because they rarely have, at least until do not read a somewhere. E 'choose who's more about cock and then get on the bandwagon of those who cover it like shit. You do not know what is objectively identify a shit even if you bite on the nose, the only thing that matters is who said it, and against whom, and what color it is. This is real democracy in the real world. Fantastic.

you drink what you are drinking. Spend the day fall away for a sneaky guy who did it and caio challenged, not equally divided between supporters and detractors of the law itself, but between supporters of Dick and passive guy. And do not worry about the laws that are not there, or that there are and are not applied. You're eight hours in front of the TV to see the "March for Democracy" (the one you want, you want to party, so they call all that!) With a sense of the scandal, but revenue at the bank, get account statements, pay mortgages uncritically, that VAT paid on Panda another payment on the Ferrari but it disturbs you - not even a tiny manifestazioncina!, then maybe the dentist do unless the bill because it costs less, the bar does not ask for a receipt if you do not do it, and two out of three of you they see an accident pulling straight.

Today's lesson is this: think with your head. Have culture and sense of values, some of you that I know well anyway. Do you have intelligence, and sometimes you have a critical sense. Use them. Not transformed in cattle according to the mood of the square, not Fill your mouth (and Facebook profile) words to hear. You are smarter than that. Rediscover something that maybe you have not: a sense of decorum, and that of shame. There are enough whitewashed tombs around to bury a couple of generations. Do not hallow this policy and if you do not enjoy that other is attacked, let them lose, is the only way, if you sit in the stands the game goes on thanks to you, no matter what team you support - no matter!, If you support keep a foot in the other also, and you can not figure it out! And if I have to explain it, it's too late and will not be able to understand it anyway.

Sbattetevene elegantly the balls or the election news of the day, and all the things that are put in front of the nose, never to see the other. Go through. The world does not revolve around Berlusconi, or stone, or Labor, or Santoro, or the list Formigoni's breasts or a tissue that fucks a minister. Move over, wake up! This too is Madness, the only thing that could even threaten to leave something better for your and our sons. If all that we feel we leave them is a rainbow flag and a series of empty platitudes scandalizzatissimi real meaning, ammazziamoci all now please. At least we cease to suffer.

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(10) 6th Lesson: Darwin was right

are obsessive compulsive disorder. Distrust of supermarkets, shopping centers, large retail stores. I go to the milkman, the baker, in the shops they do not exceed 40 square meters.

Which is why I do not like to enter a lot of places, among them the great libraries (ie the general markets of the paper), including the ubiquitous Feltrinelli MEGASHOP multitasking cd dvd book keyboards, guitars calendars absorbent underpants fuck I just want to buy a book.

usually communicate a title to the bookstore and my attorney he told me, even with a 10 percent discount. But this time it has done it. Was it the age, a distraction, or the fact that the two titles I was looking for are out of print, perhaps because republished, most probably because the remaining copies Feltrinelli bought them all and sell them online.

In fact I find them online. Even with cash payment (the cocks I come to give you my Visa number, you are Italian, I do not trust!). I give and I order them, although Mario had warned me, and to its otherworldly nature I should listen to him. Enter the site

Feltrinelli, in particular, is a slippery experience. We have attached the article, laFeltrinelli.it, like a friend, Joan, as if cucisse the tie to the shirt just because I usually go together. Slipping on that item so determined that it makes you feel a regular consumer.

Watch the site is like taking a sofa in one eye, and round shapes from Ferrari red and purple (and, moreover, could not choose but laFeltrinelli ilRosso, and the person who happens to know). Fill in the usual form in which they ask your name, surname, family tree, telephone numbers and tuanonna blackberry pager fax email, Giugiù tremendous acceptance form to:

"Under the law authorize questaequella laFeltrinelli imieiDati to treat as he likes to fuck them to send me books and even advertising and tuttecose, and if you do not agree to not only get the books, but I am also probably deleted by the Registry I cancel a passport if I'm wrong is not an ambulance, and I had seven years of bad luck (three on probation). "

agree (I do that?).

finish the order and print all (once you did things on paper, sing my grandmother used to say that because she loved distrusted Di Stefano and Luciano Pavarotti, today you do everything on line and then press "so I have a copy '. It is the technological evolution: it is so fast, but fast enough, which is reached by herself and manages to slam his face on his own ass). And I realize that I made a mistake in typing the number of my house.

Drama. How did I do? I have twisted the fingers to Fantozzi? How should I know? Never missed a phone number? (Yes I know, I mean Once, back when you type and the headings were not used exclusively, those over 30 years knows what I'm talking about). Panico. Mario sinks its claws into my shoulder. Then I see the legendary linkin: "User Profile". I click, open, correct it. Ah. I feel better. All right.

Nonsense. The inexorable imbecility automated gear now has set in motion, it's like an avalanche, is the Wehrmacht of online sales. Two days later I receive an email that tells me that the flight has departed, € 23.28 mark. To the wrong address. And then you need to edit your profile? What is the profile itself? And my identity on the red couch-CheGuevara de laFeltrinelli? Oh God, I more my identity, I'm a guy who does not know who lives somewhere else ...

Patience. The package has started, is "in transit" with the SDA. The status of the package has something latin, "in transitum, even metaphysical. E 'bundle Shroedinger, that is not alive or dead, is in transit, so it's alive and dead at the same time (until you open it and check the cat, and here we get only those who have studied physics, that is, virtually none of the My generation, including in later).

not giving up. I have evolved. I am a homo sapiens sapiens . Did you know that we have two sapiens? You too, not just me. We are twice sapiens. I type, ergo sum. Seeking toll of SDA, which is written in green but it costs 14 cents per minute with no connection fee (and why is it green? Will be catalytic). Calling. Listening to the infamous album that tells me that my personal data we do their cocks and that is why I have to type one, for the two, and so on up to three-digit numbers. The customer service is not provided, the menu that looks more like me know to be automated. But I'm sapiens sapiens, and so defeat the machines: the secret to fight the menu choice is to give answers to fuck, provided that the following is inconsistent with the foregoing, at the end of the disc does not know to get on and you download an operator (not a coincidence that one, he, the only one). Getting there is the discovery of El Dorado, who only has a small inside Vin Diesel succeeds.

I explain to the young lady that my package is in a state of quantum transienza and intend to correct the number, so hand him over to me and not anyone else, it seems logical to me (since they still have to take it) let them know where I am. I assume it is a sapiens sapiens too, so we should be on the same level of development. I said it was not possible.

moment of silence. Fade out. It is not possible. By now the train has left, goes to the ravine, but we can not warn the driver it is better to slow down, you can not. So, as if that makes sense. I begin to think that the chick is only sapiens once. I say, you did not understand a shit, but I'll re-explain as if you were a chimpanzee. This time course. It tells me that if the carrier does not find me, I do not have to worry about, leave a note. I ask you to those who leave, if it arrives at another. He tells me, the hole or on the intercom. I ask you, who saw the intercom that there is my name. She seizes, scrape off the clutch gear changing to the brain (I assume is trying to enter the small, such as lorries Om than once), he said, "The step assistance." That is the jingle from the limbo of lift, in this case a horrifying strummed piano projected at a level that breaks through the skull to me. No one answers for several minutes, then drops the line. But I'm

sapiens sapiens. Do not give up. LaFeltrinelli idiot, idiot laSignorina SDA, there is still hope that the messenger, perhaps abbruttito by the activity of individual laborers and certainly not a nuclear scientist, but probably shrewd enough to know how to avoid a wasted effort, at least sapiens once. Despite the snow and two degrees below zero, walking up to house number wrong that I have indicated (mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa!) And stuck with eight layers of tape a sign A3 that is 42 cm to 29 point seven, with text on top "for the SDA" printed in arial black-body 42. The sign, visible from the satellite as is evident, indicating that I do not live to 37 but at 33, and that there was a regrettable error. The difference in topographical terms, is two hundred meters, like salmon going up the same road. Not knowing when the carrier goes, I can not go to another station under house for a couple of days in the snow and below zero Celsius, so in order to avoid the scimpacorriere to return a second time on the moors where I live, I suggest politely and politely (and with another pair of-mind) which moves in the direction approximately two hundred meters west, going the same track, as far as trying to find a telephone, my. I think that is enough for any type of sapiens, and also for most primates with opposable thumbs.

error. In the afternoon I'll check and find exactly where my sign, and mail a notice pasted on the wall next to the entrance of this house not mine. It 's been at the time, there was no one (really? Where? Of those who've played at home, or most holy fool, or jedi knight of morons?). Call toll-catalytic to agree the second delivery.

course try your call again, properly tagged with the 3 key my request to speak a form of life evolved about my pack transient. Piano, forteforte indeed, to split the ears for 14 minutes. None. Specifically, a good Italian whining, if I do not answer the phone at work, I'll throw in my face. And if I stop working half an hour before, the chief of staff is personally just breaks your teeth kicked in with the new Clark black suede effect buy in Edinburgh.

The life cycle of crap comes to an end when, exhausted and discouraged, after dinner unloading mail and find an email from my friend tells me that laFeltrinelli, tells us that the courier failed to deliver the package, call the number catalytic to arrange a second delivery, and reminds me that the address Delivery is as follows: the wrong one. Sapiens sapiens are idiot and I find that there is a procedure that normally, if for some reason during a normal delivery do not find me at my house, then with a remind me of my email address. Why, I might have forgotten? I come home from work, parking in a street shit, break through a door and entered the house of another, I put his slippers and I take a beer from his fridge, with him sitting on the couch (purple laFeltrinelli style) looking at me rubbed his corneas?

In the interval of time T, the quantum state of my package has not yet been resolved, there remains a book-particle duality. Shroedinger for President. Assistance SDA is called "assistance" while probably because the phones are ringing, the user is watching a game on TV. The sitodivano de laFeltrinelli is governed by an artificial dementia that makes me fill out a profile that does not use and then reminds me that I live in the house of another. Ionesco would be happy, no Kafka (but only because he was a chronically depressed, deep down like him too).

The Sixth Lesson of the manual, my dear friend you have read this far, probably having fun and giggling behind me as a trickle of drool you down to the dimple of the chin, is this:

(a) Jesus loves you. All others will consider a jerk.

(b) It 's true but the opposite: I believe that because the majority of them is more fool you.

It 's a proven fact that the balls we are one step ahead. For our industry to prevent them, we always fuck in ways that we would not have thought possible, because we reason logically. Our rationality will bury us all, including Shroedinger and her cat. The balls are superior, why do not linger with useless trivia like common sense, accuracy, timeliness, completeness: they do things to fuck, no second thoughts and without looking back, and while we take on ourselves looking for turnaround perfect circularity of our own belly button, they go ahead, we stand out a couple of sticking, and are already doing more damage in there, where no homo sapiens sapiens has gone before, and when we take if inevitably come to that place, because before him there's been a asshole.

It's been one in every place, real or figurative, in which we can think of us, whatever we do, one of them has already made the cock without the possibility of remedy.

Darwin was right survives the fittest, and the most suitable is that it slams the other peacefully and the meaning of things, and pulls straight on his way. The balls have a higher life form. They are the next evolutionary step, the future is already here today. We survive because if they fuck, indeed not even realize it. For them the shortest route between point A and point B is the ball, while we kill for straight lines.

are everywhere around you, dear reader, but especially behind you. Watch out behind.

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Installare una linea wireless con Ubuntu

Hello everyone in this post I will explain how to install a wireless connection on Ubunto.
I state that I am using version 9.10 and I do not know if the guide could really work. Therefore I ask those who try to follow it then to add a comment to tell me the result, so know if the guide is useful or not.
still get to us, the easiest way for me is this:
Bring your wireless router or a router capable of connecting to propagate the signal in the form of waves. After connecting the cable to the adsl router to router, do the following:
Applications> Accessories> Terminal and type the following command: ifconfig



down the list of results that we finally get to voice concerns or "wlan0" and among other things that have come under wlan0 to look for "address addr" should be a number that ends in .101
you copy all that number, but in the end instead of .101 put only .1
So for example if the number is 132.12.65.101 132.12.65.1
course you will copy an example and the numbers are inserted at random.
After copying the number, open your browser and copy it into the address bar of the form: http://numero
After that you will see the screen of your router.
The first step is done, we managed to get to manage the router from your PC.
page that appears, you will be prompted for a password that generally (default) is supplied to you directly, or to the side you have written the password to enter. After that another page will appear where there are all the parameters of the router. At this point in the side menu click on "Internet" or whatever if there was a configuration option and enter all the parameters that you ask. In this configuration, even dancing in entering the data that provides you with the company (Tele2, Tiscali, etc.).. After setting, click on apply and restart your PC. Without all of these operations from the desktop in the upper right is the symbol of a small gray duck antenna, and connect by clicking click on the name of your wireless connection. Once connected you are ready to use the internet through a wireless connection on your PC.
additional operation would be to protect your line, or if you do not want the people in the vicinity of your router can have free access to your line, have it protected, but if you are or are not interested in an area where no one can enjoy the freedom to let your line!

comment and ask for any clarification.

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Registrazioni audio con il PC

To sign up with your PC by obtaining a good result you have to munirti:

- PC
- Microphone
- Software suitable

The first fact is obvious to us. The second figure is the "microphone" and
the quality of your recording will depend on the quality of the microphone.
Along with the course you must have a microphone adapter for the microphone, or
a small jack in the back which attaches the microphone and instead the party
anteriore si inserisce nell'uscita microfono del PC. Il software è a vostra scelta,
dovete avete un programma che vi permetta di registrare e che legga quindi il segnale
che il microfono riceve. Il software può andare da Audacity ad Audition, sta a voi
decidere quale utilizzare. I programmi migliori durante la registrazione sono anche
in grado di illustrare la potenza del segnale che arriva al PC, e di conseguenza
voi potete regolare il volume del microfono e normalizzare la potenza del segnale.
I software adatti a queste operazioni generalmente forniscono la possibilità di
sovrapporre più tracce, sia registrate che non registrate.
Inoltre danno la possibilità di applicare effetti sull'audio and transform
track to your liking until you are satisfied. You also
the ability to adjust the volume of each track
open and adjust the output signal from the cash box from the right or left. Everything
allows for a 'single audio track with the highest possible quality and
to make adjustments that can be considered "professional."
However all these factors is the environment in which there is in fact
recorded in soundproof rooms if the resolution is excellent and certainly better than a recording
in any room.

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iPSP : MACINTOSH INCONTRA LA PSP

Like all Sony sannola PSP
gave her the option for users to perform many
and especially various types of transactions with the PSP.
But the most interesting thing is that it has the opportunity to perform many tasks during
the link
PSP - PC. All this only as
using the Windows operating system.
However, a group of programmers has created a
Macintosh software that can manage, without giving
problems, all applications and files on the PSP.
This software, called iPSP
and available for download on the network is able to manage backups of the games,
manage music through iTunes and photos via iPhoto.

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Guida VanBasco's Karaoke Player




VanBasco's Karaoke Player is a free program that lets you play music beds in general formats. Mid or. Kar
The program is very simple to use yet has many features that allow us to tailor the base Music to our voice.

start with the illustrations:
= This option allows us to open our library of bases

= With this option we can open a small menu with which
change the hue of the base, the speed of the base and the volume:

= This is the option that allows us to open a window size changed when the lyrics appear.

= Clicking this icon opens a small window in which they appear on the melodies and instruments through which they are made.



= Clicking here will open a small bar which will appear in the notes played by the plan


Rew = Go back 10 seconds
F = Go forward 10 seconds
Play = Stop = Start song
Stop = reset of song lyrics
Prev Next
= Next Song in the playlist

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