Beautiful, not beautiful, sunny day.
Woke up late and even later.
Went for lunch at his sister's house.
overheard a few words too many. Back in my
rubble.
Even today I skip lunch.
I do not see the future.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
What Positions For Brazilian Wax
Even today ...
Beautiful, not beautiful, sunny day.
Woke up late and even later.
Went for lunch at his sister's house.
overheard a few words too many. Back in my
rubble.
Even today I skip lunch.
I do not see the future.
Beautiful, not beautiful, sunny day.
Woke up late and even later.
Went for lunch at his sister's house.
overheard a few words too many. Back in my
rubble.
Even today I skip lunch.
I do not see the future.
Friday, March 18, 2011
Wedding Gowns For Rent In Brampton
Patti Smith - Frederick 1979
My finally bought a stereo when I was 16 or 17 years.
The first record I bought, without any critical sense, just to have a disk that I bought myself was the Saturday Night Fever.
But the first record I bought because I wanted really was Wawe Patti Smith.
I do not remember where I heard Frederick, probably on television, but I remember the trip meters in Milan, in my own country was already so much to find the 45 laps of Orietta Berti, and the record shop in the underground station Loreto where I went to buy it. It was called Disco club and was the only record store I knew then. I went there a few times with my older cousins \u200b\u200bwho lived in Milan.
After having passed a row of discs, as you try looking in a file cabinet, I found it.
Back home I listened to while watching the depliand that was inside, with text written in italics, and photographs. There was also a picture of Pope Luciani.
Frederick ... I love this song but still do not know about that, love is a primitive that it seems to me if I promise to destroy to translate it too, and my ear for English is nearly deaf.
I went to take it back now, I'm watching.
I do not know who he is, but my eye fell on a photo above that says:
dedicated to ivan kral
born in Prague, Czechoslovakia
Nationality: Stateless stateless
.. . is a misfortune or a blessing? 
My finally bought a stereo when I was 16 or 17 years.
The first record I bought, without any critical sense, just to have a disk that I bought myself was the Saturday Night Fever.
But the first record I bought because I wanted really was Wawe Patti Smith.
I do not remember where I heard Frederick, probably on television, but I remember the trip meters in Milan, in my own country was already so much to find the 45 laps of Orietta Berti, and the record shop in the underground station Loreto where I went to buy it. It was called Disco club and was the only record store I knew then. I went there a few times with my older cousins \u200b\u200bwho lived in Milan.
After having passed a row of discs, as you try looking in a file cabinet, I found it.
Back home I listened to while watching the depliand that was inside, with text written in italics, and photographs. There was also a picture of Pope Luciani.
Frederick ... I love this song but still do not know about that, love is a primitive that it seems to me if I promise to destroy to translate it too, and my ear for English is nearly deaf.
I went to take it back now, I'm watching.
I do not know who he is, but my eye fell on a photo above that says:
dedicated to ivan kral
born in Prague, Czechoslovakia
Nationality: Stateless stateless
.. . is a misfortune or a blessing?
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
List Of Number Combinations Calculator
The Unification of Italy
Some years ago, perhaps tens of years ago now, my father was working on small hydro, originally dating back even Austro-Hungarian empire, the channel Doctors, in Friuli. I happened, for various problems, was to bring them back to home for the weekend.
The first time I went there we went around all afternoon, after a quick visit to the control of Monfalcone. Grado, Palmanova, Aquileia ...
Yes, my father and I have visit rates are unsustainable for most. Travel between a city and another car, of course, but then on foot. Grade remember the various churches, including a baby, when my father walked rapidly towards the altar and lifted the cloth that covered him, leaving the naked altar. While I watched, and while I looked around, with some shame, to see if someone shouted at the sacrilege, my father said he was convinced that there, under the tablecloth, carved on stone tablets altar, there was an early Christian symbol. Not only that needed to be said, seeing him in another church that had previously visited the site and replaced the cloth just as he had found. Going around with my father was Emperor always leave everything as it had found. We continued with the archaeological museum, or early Christian art. We visited the Basilica of Aquileia and its mosaics, we continued to walk in his neighborhood and saw the ruins, a few of the former canal port of this great city and then back into the car to go see the ramparts of Palmanova. Palmanova objected to only one thing, it would take a helicopter to really appreciate it. Now, with all the satellite images found on the Internet, no longer serve.
In all these moves we stopped to see several war cemeteries. E 'un'interesse family rather than tourists. There, in the area where my father was working, her father, my grandfather, was found to be a soldier during the Great War.
In fact, after a visit to the electrical box, the first stop was the cemetery's most famous of those places: the shrine Redipuglia.
And it was there in the early afternoon on a Friday that my father, standing between the sarcophagus of the Duke and to its general look and then looking at the deserted staircase, she turned to me, the only other living thing in that place at that time, and said
"Hierarchies down the hierarchies of the living dead. "
Some years ago, perhaps tens of years ago now, my father was working on small hydro, originally dating back even Austro-Hungarian empire, the channel Doctors, in Friuli. I happened, for various problems, was to bring them back to home for the weekend.
The first time I went there we went around all afternoon, after a quick visit to the control of Monfalcone. Grado, Palmanova, Aquileia ...
Yes, my father and I have visit rates are unsustainable for most. Travel between a city and another car, of course, but then on foot. Grade remember the various churches, including a baby, when my father walked rapidly towards the altar and lifted the cloth that covered him, leaving the naked altar. While I watched, and while I looked around, with some shame, to see if someone shouted at the sacrilege, my father said he was convinced that there, under the tablecloth, carved on stone tablets altar, there was an early Christian symbol. Not only that needed to be said, seeing him in another church that had previously visited the site and replaced the cloth just as he had found. Going around with my father was Emperor always leave everything as it had found. We continued with the archaeological museum, or early Christian art. We visited the Basilica of Aquileia and its mosaics, we continued to walk in his neighborhood and saw the ruins, a few of the former canal port of this great city and then back into the car to go see the ramparts of Palmanova. Palmanova objected to only one thing, it would take a helicopter to really appreciate it. Now, with all the satellite images found on the Internet, no longer serve.
In all these moves we stopped to see several war cemeteries. E 'un'interesse family rather than tourists. There, in the area where my father was working, her father, my grandfather, was found to be a soldier during the Great War.
In fact, after a visit to the electrical box, the first stop was the cemetery's most famous of those places: the shrine Redipuglia.
And it was there in the early afternoon on a Friday that my father, standing between the sarcophagus of the Duke and to its general look and then looking at the deserted staircase, she turned to me, the only other living thing in that place at that time, and said
"Hierarchies down the hierarchies of the living dead. "
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Ellen Degeneres Hardwood Floors
Travelogue (Part One)
1981 was for me, and only for me, a tremendous year. I noticed right away, but the aftermath was even worse.
Despite all there was also something good. Holidays I did with my friends. We went in 2 July 23, after it happened that three others had yet to take the oral maturity.
That year I should do I also maturity. Not happened.
The first few days of vacation, only the first day, to pass the time me and my friend we kept a travel diary. In the absence of inspiration, desire and pure typing exercise, rewrite some here its parts.
The calligraphy is written is mine, but what is written is the meeting of two heads, mine and my friend, to whom, for the usual history of privacy, change my name and I'll call Amilcare.
Before you start typing a vocabulary to render acronyms and jargon that will be used here.
URC: Cisalpine Revolutionary Union. We used this abbreviation to define them. He was born to play a short time before, during a treasure hunt in which they participate, and was sometimes called a game like that.
Sblaf: Girl, pussy ... I do not remember how did this word.
23/Luglio/1981
pioneering the First Day URC
Florence
7:55 pm On the train at last.
bad weather, no sblaf horizon, incipient hunger from the first morn. First signs of the headache of Hamilcar delibiterà it all day.
After a relaxing train ride and chaste (in the compartment were a nun and two nurses) [PS There were also two sblaf (and also not bad), but strictly controlled by their mother, Hamilcar and gazing up too much of the daughter was promptly put back on his feet with a Corriere della Sera].
Visited various monuments and we dragged our weary limbs for the endless corridors of the Uffizi. Desperate search for food. Quickly consumed the weak supplies brought from home we drowned our tendencies cannibals voraciously on a defenseless from fried chicken (SIGH) 5000 £.
1981 was for me, and only for me, a tremendous year. I noticed right away, but the aftermath was even worse.
Despite all there was also something good. Holidays I did with my friends. We went in 2 July 23, after it happened that three others had yet to take the oral maturity.
That year I should do I also maturity. Not happened.
The first few days of vacation, only the first day, to pass the time me and my friend we kept a travel diary. In the absence of inspiration, desire and pure typing exercise, rewrite some here its parts.
The calligraphy is written is mine, but what is written is the meeting of two heads, mine and my friend, to whom, for the usual history of privacy, change my name and I'll call Amilcare.
Before you start typing a vocabulary to render acronyms and jargon that will be used here.
URC: Cisalpine Revolutionary Union. We used this abbreviation to define them. He was born to play a short time before, during a treasure hunt in which they participate, and was sometimes called a game like that.
Sblaf: Girl, pussy ... I do not remember how did this word.
23/Luglio/1981
pioneering the First Day URC
Florence
7:55 pm On the train at last.
bad weather, no sblaf horizon, incipient hunger from the first morn. First signs of the headache of Hamilcar delibiterà it all day.
After a relaxing train ride and chaste (in the compartment were a nun and two nurses) [PS There were also two sblaf (and also not bad), but strictly controlled by their mother, Hamilcar and gazing up too much of the daughter was promptly put back on his feet with a Corriere della Sera].
Visited various monuments and we dragged our weary limbs for the endless corridors of the Uffizi. Desperate search for food. Quickly consumed the weak supplies brought from home we drowned our tendencies cannibals voraciously on a defenseless from fried chicken (SIGH) 5000 £.
Adventure of the night
Our heroes decide to assess the health of their very security of staying in San Miniato useless without the sleeping bag.
20 hours: Due to the tiredness decide to sleep (which is not easy for the sighs of lust of the various pairs spread around us).
ore21: 30 After the first short sleep (30 minutes). The first doubts arise on the moisture of the place and the first to regret the warmth of the sleeping bag unnecessarily replaced by a K-poor way.
23:25 hours the K-way overlapping sheets of paper picked up in various trash cans to curb the impending frostbite.
00:30 hours sleep does not arrive, two silhouettes swollen and numb from freezing engage in a terrible and unnecessary fight to try to slow heat loss.
Friday July 24
2 hours "URC SI SUICICI NO" is the cry that rose from the camp and decided it was better to live than to die walking sleeping badly. Began a long march from San Miniato will take us to the station.
4 hours you arrive at the station. Grab the backpacks and decided to sleep on the cold marble.
4:30 hours estimated time when we go to catalepsy.
5:30 comatose state is broken by an agent of the Railway Police who urges us to vacate the field.
Two hours 5:40 dazed larvae are less than 3 hours of light sleep roam Florence looking desperately for relief of a cappuccino.
7 am disgusted and rejected by life by night in Florence we decided very firmly of appropinquarci as soon as possible to the island of Giglio.
10:58 hours the expulsion of our train station and the city got rid of us as individuals defecating 2 uncongenial to her.
(continued)
Friday, March 11, 2011
Thursday, March 10, 2011
How Do I Get Someones Mental Health Records
Ratizinger Joseph's new book, a professional Pope
"With his announcement, Jesus made a separation of the religious dimension from the political, a separation that has changed the world and that really the essence of his new route "
I read the words above, taken from the new editorial Ratizinger Joseph, on an article of the Republic:
http://www.repubblica.it/esteri/2011/03/ 10/news/papa_libro_anticipazioni-13415487/index.html? ref = search
Some time earlier I had watched the following video, made by a colleague, albeit to a lower hierarchical position:
"With his announcement, Jesus made a separation of the religious dimension from the political, a separation that has changed the world and that really the essence of his new route "
I read the words above, taken from the new editorial Ratizinger Joseph, on an article of the Republic:
http://www.repubblica.it/esteri/2011/03/ 10/news/papa_libro_anticipazioni-13415487/index.html? ref = search
Some time earlier I had watched the following video, made by a colleague, albeit to a lower hierarchical position:
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Harbor Breeze Fan Remote Programming
An excerpt from the Second Comedy.
An excerpt from the Second Comedy.
I here an excerpt of a play that represented a long time ago, when he was still in use the monitor to see, but not yet come in, other worlds. The interactive holograms, which are now the most common means used to live our many lives were far from being invented.
This play is called The Second Comedy, operates in several acts and several scenes, which, in this article, mainly for reasons of space, we can only read a small part.
I have chosen for you interlude between two acts, almost a monologue in which the narrator, a narrator, comes on stage and on the stage, drunk, talking to the public.
not want to bore you further with these unnecessary conditions, then read.
The second comedy.
Intermezzo.
Characters: The Narrator
A MACHINIST
THE PUBLIC
While shutting down the curtain on the stage and the lights are lowered, the narrator breaks out on stage with uncertain steps, clutching a bottle of liquor and wearing a costume made If a tailor is not completely worn. THE NARRATOR
Stop! Stop. Do not close the curtain. I am sick of hiding and tell deeds and misdeeds of the characters in this play without anyone to see me, I want the scene a bit 'to me now. Just stay hidden behind the scenes with the only company of this bottle. A driver
which is preparing to change the scene, thinking that the curtain has already closed, try to move the narrator. A machine
Come, go away, let me work. Otherwise, this comedy never ends and there we can go home.
The audience roars.
THE PUBLIC
Go! Drunken scoundrel goes' away! Go to work at the factory and let the driver do his job.
The narrator sits on stage. The driver shrugs unhappily and leaves the scene. THE NARRATOR
I'm not moving from here until I have said all I have to say, Ladies and Gentlemen, distinguished. Nor is it so rare
that the narrator is present in the scene, and I'm tired of staying in the shadows while you are here to play your part in this Second Comedy.
Yeah, second comedy that sometimes seems a tragedy, but almost always ends in farce (laughs).
What you are seeing strange comedy!
And some of you, my dear audience, he even paid money to see it.
But think about it ... Of all the actresses and all the actors that you admired and applauded, you're sure to know what sex is? Or maybe
doubt that the actress who have longed to be a man? And the young actor that has touched you so much, my good sir, it's actually a woman?
Oh! We are in the theater, mind you. These changes are usually always possible. For example, the heiress in The Merchant of Venice Portia and her servant Nerissa have no trouble to dress up as men, a lawyer and his clerk, and are able to deceive their husbands. I have always wondered what they view these husbands, or ability to trick us because it was in the Merchant of Venice this deception could succeed so easily. Husbands who do not recognize their wives ... Well?!
But, dear audience, when you see the merchant do not be fooled by false beards or male costumes. You know that the lawyer and his clerk are, the reality of theatrical fiction are looking at, Portia and Nerissa. To you, attentive audience, there is no hidden deception. In the Second
Comedy, here we are playing for you, this is not possible. You may not know who is who.
appearance has reached a level of perfection that even without the costumes, even naked, the gender of an actor or actress, there will always be the question ... (takes a swig from the bottle).
You can never be sure, in this play, the actor that you see on stage is not present as an actress in the next.
or even argue that the two actors at the same time are nothing but puppets moved by the hands of one person.
Yes, here the image, your appearance, you can manipulate it as you want ... you can be whatever you like, and ask no more ... (laughs).
Here, on this stage, we are like God, we can create what we want. We are the creators of heaven and earth ... Indeed, the land no, that's Linden Lab (laughs). Demigods, however we can be and we can transform ourselves into what we want.
And you, respectable audience, you're sure to be only the viewer of this show?
Are you sure you are not even part of this play?
Maybe the audience is me and you are the ones who play a part. Or are we all playing
Second in this bizarre comedy, and being on stage or in the stalls are just different roles of the same show.
But now that the stop blathering and let the play continue. (Gets up from the ground and raises his arms to heaven) As a demigod, then, I say ... Fiat lux ... Indeed, English is better.
(with expression of ecstasy, screaming)
Let there be light ... The show must go on.
(the stage lights come on again).
You can find this story, along with other interesting articles, the latest issue of EsseElle-Movie Magazine . 
An excerpt from the Second Comedy.
I here an excerpt of a play that represented a long time ago, when he was still in use the monitor to see, but not yet come in, other worlds. The interactive holograms, which are now the most common means used to live our many lives were far from being invented.
This play is called The Second Comedy, operates in several acts and several scenes, which, in this article, mainly for reasons of space, we can only read a small part.
I have chosen for you interlude between two acts, almost a monologue in which the narrator, a narrator, comes on stage and on the stage, drunk, talking to the public.
not want to bore you further with these unnecessary conditions, then read.
The second comedy.
Intermezzo.
Characters: The Narrator
A MACHINIST
THE PUBLIC
While shutting down the curtain on the stage and the lights are lowered, the narrator breaks out on stage with uncertain steps, clutching a bottle of liquor and wearing a costume made If a tailor is not completely worn. THE NARRATOR
Stop! Stop. Do not close the curtain. I am sick of hiding and tell deeds and misdeeds of the characters in this play without anyone to see me, I want the scene a bit 'to me now. Just stay hidden behind the scenes with the only company of this bottle. A driver
which is preparing to change the scene, thinking that the curtain has already closed, try to move the narrator. A machine
Come, go away, let me work. Otherwise, this comedy never ends and there we can go home.
The audience roars.
THE PUBLIC
Go! Drunken scoundrel goes' away! Go to work at the factory and let the driver do his job.
The narrator sits on stage. The driver shrugs unhappily and leaves the scene. THE NARRATOR
I'm not moving from here until I have said all I have to say, Ladies and Gentlemen, distinguished. Nor is it so rare
that the narrator is present in the scene, and I'm tired of staying in the shadows while you are here to play your part in this Second Comedy.
Yeah, second comedy that sometimes seems a tragedy, but almost always ends in farce (laughs).
What you are seeing strange comedy!
And some of you, my dear audience, he even paid money to see it.
But think about it ... Of all the actresses and all the actors that you admired and applauded, you're sure to know what sex is? Or maybe
doubt that the actress who have longed to be a man? And the young actor that has touched you so much, my good sir, it's actually a woman?
Oh! We are in the theater, mind you. These changes are usually always possible. For example, the heiress in The Merchant of Venice Portia and her servant Nerissa have no trouble to dress up as men, a lawyer and his clerk, and are able to deceive their husbands. I have always wondered what they view these husbands, or ability to trick us because it was in the Merchant of Venice this deception could succeed so easily. Husbands who do not recognize their wives ... Well?!
But, dear audience, when you see the merchant do not be fooled by false beards or male costumes. You know that the lawyer and his clerk are, the reality of theatrical fiction are looking at, Portia and Nerissa. To you, attentive audience, there is no hidden deception. In the Second
Comedy, here we are playing for you, this is not possible. You may not know who is who.
appearance has reached a level of perfection that even without the costumes, even naked, the gender of an actor or actress, there will always be the question ... (takes a swig from the bottle).
You can never be sure, in this play, the actor that you see on stage is not present as an actress in the next.
or even argue that the two actors at the same time are nothing but puppets moved by the hands of one person.
Yes, here the image, your appearance, you can manipulate it as you want ... you can be whatever you like, and ask no more ... (laughs).
Here, on this stage, we are like God, we can create what we want. We are the creators of heaven and earth ... Indeed, the land no, that's Linden Lab (laughs). Demigods, however we can be and we can transform ourselves into what we want.
And you, respectable audience, you're sure to be only the viewer of this show?
Are you sure you are not even part of this play?
Maybe the audience is me and you are the ones who play a part. Or are we all playing
Second in this bizarre comedy, and being on stage or in the stalls are just different roles of the same show.
But now that the stop blathering and let the play continue. (Gets up from the ground and raises his arms to heaven) As a demigod, then, I say ... Fiat lux ... Indeed, English is better.
(with expression of ecstasy, screaming)
Let there be light ... The show must go on.
(the stage lights come on again).
You can find this story, along with other interesting articles, the latest issue of EsseElle-Movie Magazine .
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Kates Playground Real Stream
Antea + The Washing Machine live at the Milk Club
Yet another poster for my group, even a poster for the Washing Machine (I can not stop listening to their EP)
25x70, available soon. 
Yet another poster for my group, even a poster for the Washing Machine (I can not stop listening to their EP)
25x70, available soon.
American Flag Black White
A Toys Orchestra No. 6 + the + Washing Machine + The Lovecats
Poster Number 6 at Toys Orchestra + + + Lovecats to the Washing Machine Ju Bamboo
33x70 cm 
Poster Number 6 at Toys Orchestra + + + Lovecats to the Washing Machine Ju Bamboo
33x70 cm
Bodily Fluid Before Period
How are you?
Depending on my mood I've got answers completely different to that question quite formal.
1) normal day.
D. "How are you?"
R. "Fine, thanks."
2) happy day.
D. "How are you?"
R. "Fine, thanks."
3) Bad day.
D. "How are you?"
R. "Fine, thanks."
4) When I meet someone I like.
D. "How are you?"
R. "Fine, thanks."
5) When I meet someone I do not like and even I find particularly odious.
D. "How are you?"
R. "Fine, thanks."
6) When I meet someone who likes me.
D. "How are you?"
R. "Fine, thanks."
7) When I meet someone who does not like me.
D. "How are you?"
R. "Fine, thanks."
8) When I look in the mirror.
D. "How are you?"
R. "Fine, thanks."
9) When not meeting anyone, and there is not a reflective surface near me.
D.
R. "Fine, thanks."
10) When I meet a friend whom I completely trust, but trust that affidagli my woman, if there ever was one, even if that was the best bitch of all creation he would set me back miraculously spotless although she is known around the globe to give it to the right and left, she happened to anyone ... I mean, when I meet someone that I trust.
D. "How are you?"
R. "Fine, thanks ... But ..."
I know.
are too expansive.
. 
Depending on my mood I've got answers completely different to that question quite formal.
1) normal day.
D. "How are you?"
R. "Fine, thanks."
2) happy day.
D. "How are you?"
R. "Fine, thanks."
3) Bad day.
D. "How are you?"
R. "Fine, thanks."
4) When I meet someone I like.
D. "How are you?"
R. "Fine, thanks."
5) When I meet someone I do not like and even I find particularly odious.
D. "How are you?"
R. "Fine, thanks."
6) When I meet someone who likes me.
D. "How are you?"
R. "Fine, thanks."
7) When I meet someone who does not like me.
D. "How are you?"
R. "Fine, thanks."
8) When I look in the mirror.
D. "How are you?"
R. "Fine, thanks."
9) When not meeting anyone, and there is not a reflective surface near me.
D.
R. "Fine, thanks."
10) When I meet a friend whom I completely trust, but trust that affidagli my woman, if there ever was one, even if that was the best bitch of all creation he would set me back miraculously spotless although she is known around the globe to give it to the right and left, she happened to anyone ... I mean, when I meet someone that I trust.
D. "How are you?"
R. "Fine, thanks ... But ..."
I know.
are too expansive.
.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Friday, March 4, 2011
Blond Hair With Lowlights
Bananas
The Bananas are young (I think only one has more than 18 years ) and are supercialtroni, for which they earned a poster supercialtrone ...
50x70, available soon. 
The Bananas are young (I think only one has more than 18 years ) and are supercialtroni, for which they earned a poster supercialtrone ...
50x70, available soon.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Watch Prosti Aubrey Miles Online Free
Assassins & Gentlemen + The Big White Rabbit
poster for the concert at the Milk Club Genoa & Gentlemen of the Assassins (New Group of the Dresden Dolls' drummer) and Big White Rabbit. 
poster for the concert at the Milk Club Genoa & Gentlemen of the Assassins (New Group of the Dresden Dolls' drummer) and Big White Rabbit.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Lead Pellets Homemade
A possible definition of civilization
certainly is not civil, does not belong to any kind of civilization, a country where refugees are called by a good part its media and print media with the name of illegal immigrants. 
certainly is not civil, does not belong to any kind of civilization, a country where refugees are called by a good part its media and print media with the name of illegal immigrants.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Quotes About Recovwring From Surgery
direct light, reflected light
One of the books while I read, I found less interesting was "Understanding Media" by Marshall McLuhan. So little interesting that the thing that struck me most was his assertion that the disappearance of the spittoon, before and after the offices everywhere, was the entry into employment of typists. A female presence in a world hitherto male-male refined the rough chewing tobacco at the point of causing the disappearance of that object.
The rest of what he wrote, medium hot, cold, and the medium is the message I remember it less vaguely.
At this point I could finish the post, if not that, years later, I saw a documentary on Swiss TV in which they showed an experiment done by the son of McLuhan, Eric.
The experiment consisted in the projection on a canvas, like the screen cinema, a movie. Except that, unlike what happens in the halls, the public was ready before the middle of the screen, as is the cinema, while the other half behind, so to see the scenes in a situation similar to that of television where the source light is viewed directly.
At the end of the projection to the public was given a sheet of paper, the investigators asked to describe what they saw. I do not remember if this explained at least in summary form of documentary film that they were
descriptions of those who were in the situation of the movie were the most objective, describing those who had seen and what the actors did or said while the descriptions of those who were on the other side of the screen were more marked by the subjectivity and the emotions they felt.
Now, as I write at the monitor, I'm thinking of the web in general and Second Life in particular.
In second life the emotion word used a lot. I feel the
often, especially when I feel excluded and when it comes, or rather, when I speak of the erotic games.
Want to see what this is all just the fault of the monitor?
PS (adding 24/02/20011 15:15)
I found a description the experiment and what it's called, Fordham experiment, here is the link:
http://www.facebook.com/pages/Fordham-Experiment/136937046329180 
One of the books while I read, I found less interesting was "Understanding Media" by Marshall McLuhan. So little interesting that the thing that struck me most was his assertion that the disappearance of the spittoon, before and after the offices everywhere, was the entry into employment of typists. A female presence in a world hitherto male-male refined the rough chewing tobacco at the point of causing the disappearance of that object.
The rest of what he wrote, medium hot, cold, and the medium is the message I remember it less vaguely.
At this point I could finish the post, if not that, years later, I saw a documentary on Swiss TV in which they showed an experiment done by the son of McLuhan, Eric.
The experiment consisted in the projection on a canvas, like the screen cinema, a movie. Except that, unlike what happens in the halls, the public was ready before the middle of the screen, as is the cinema, while the other half behind, so to see the scenes in a situation similar to that of television where the source light is viewed directly.
At the end of the projection to the public was given a sheet of paper, the investigators asked to describe what they saw. I do not remember if this explained at least in summary form of documentary film that they were
descriptions of those who were in the situation of the movie were the most objective, describing those who had seen and what the actors did or said while the descriptions of those who were on the other side of the screen were more marked by the subjectivity and the emotions they felt.
Now, as I write at the monitor, I'm thinking of the web in general and Second Life in particular.
In second life the emotion word used a lot. I feel the
often, especially when I feel excluded and when it comes, or rather, when I speak of the erotic games.
Want to see what this is all just the fault of the monitor?
PS (adding 24/02/20011 15:15)
I found a description the experiment and what it's called, Fordham experiment, here is the link:
http://www.facebook.com/pages/Fordham-Experiment/136937046329180
Monday, February 21, 2011
Swollen Ankle When Drinking
Dans
classic songs (I know if mica is classic or not, but if she sang the classic Piaf something must have it by force).
I love this version of Zaz, a singer who has had success last summer with another song, accompanied only by piano.
Au \u200b\u200bdehors de la crypta ya des gens aussi here if proménent. Ils me font peur
même s'ils Remain immobiles.
:-(((
Video elegant! 
classic songs (I know if mica is classic or not, but if she sang the classic Piaf something must have it by force).
I love this version of Zaz, a singer who has had success last summer with another song, accompanied only by piano.
Au \u200b\u200bdehors de la crypta ya des gens aussi here if proménent. Ils me font peur
même s'ils Remain immobiles.
:-(((
Video elegant!
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Thank You Letter For Visa Issuing
Washing Machine Live at Brixton
poster for the concert at the Brixton of my friends the Washing Machine!
25x70 cm available soon. 
poster for the concert at the Brixton of my friends the Washing Machine!
25x70 cm available soon.
Monday, February 14, 2011
What Country Is Big In Size
but I rue The Fall I've discovered so
Through this cover of a song by Rammstein made by a Russian group, the Air.
There is little to do, I speak bad for straight lines.
prefer the winding roads and, if you do not find them, they find me.
I seem calm, the first task in Latin class told me: "How do you stay so calm? "
I was not calm, then and now are just blank.
is said periodaccio.'s not true. I'm just me. 
Through this cover of a song by Rammstein made by a Russian group, the Air.
There is little to do, I speak bad for straight lines.
prefer the winding roads and, if you do not find them, they find me.
I seem calm, the first task in Latin class told me: "How do you stay so calm? "
I was not calm, then and now are just blank.
is said periodaccio.'s not true. I'm just me.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Is Optive Eye Drops Safe For A Contacts Solution
Valentine - Rammstein-Du Hast (You)
theme for Video recurrence Baci ... I think.
And in fact I was always alone. :-))
theme for Video recurrence Baci ... I think.
And in fact I was always alone. :-))
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Mce Drivers For Good-pc Tv
But as time passes! A trip
Mica I realized that almost 2 months have passed already since the last post.
Mah ..
Today I wrote a poem
ia ia ia or
Because it's a bit 'suck
Tomorrow will not write.
Oh well ... Recently I pulled like a violin string, I do not ever lose weight during the holidays. 
Mica I realized that almost 2 months have passed already since the last post.
Mah ..
Today I wrote a poem
ia ia ia or
Because it's a bit 'suck
Tomorrow will not write.
Oh well ... Recently I pulled like a violin string, I do not ever lose weight during the holidays.
Monday, January 24, 2011
Pictionary Telephone Phrases And Questions
PINOCCHIO IN RHYME
Successful Sunday, January 23 at the Teatro di San Carlo, Padova.
The adventurous life of Pinocchio is told in rhyme by a little woman, with simple changes that
wigs or hats,
interprets the characters mentioned.
The classic board full of drawings of the storyteller emphasizes the different moments.
A puppet theater comes to life within the narrative and
Pinocchio puppet relived some incidents of his adventure:
meeting with Harlequin and eater, with his friend, Candlewick,
the terrible shark, with father Geppetto and Fairy Turchina . Great
involvement among children up to find Pinocchio all present.
The Cat and the Fox, there
Pinocchio puppet who becomes the right child ... 
Successful Sunday, January 23 at the Teatro di San Carlo, Padova.
The adventurous life of Pinocchio is told in rhyme by a little woman, with simple changes that
wigs or hats,
interprets the characters mentioned.
The classic board full of drawings of the storyteller emphasizes the different moments.
A puppet theater comes to life within the narrative and
Pinocchio puppet relived some incidents of his adventure:
meeting with Harlequin and eater, with his friend, Candlewick,
the terrible shark, with father Geppetto and Fairy Turchina . Great
involvement among children up to find Pinocchio all present.
The Cat and the Fox, there
Pinocchio puppet who becomes the right child ...
Thursday, January 20, 2011
How Much Will It Cost To Have Lipoma Cyst Removed
Hattorihanzo Antea + + Petrol + the Washing Machine Live at the Lucrezia +
poster for the concert of my band to Lucrezia (before) along with Hattorihanzo + Petrol + the Washing Machine. The washing machines were added later ... so I had to change the poster!
the original is 25 X 50, for the first time completely in vector! 
poster for the concert of my band to Lucrezia (before) along with Hattorihanzo + Petrol + the Washing Machine. The washing machines were added later ... so I had to change the poster!
the original is 25 X 50, for the first time completely in vector!
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
South Park Do You Like Fish Sticks Stream
The time that we want in our every gesture
Swatch Bruno Munari: the last work in 1997
Twelve small disks with the numbers of hours are put between two glasses in front of the dial and can move freely with every movement of the wrist, which contributes to unravel fully the concept of time ...
Ideal for those who are always late, for those who live permanently with his head in the clouds, for those who live their lives moment by moment.
Font http://designsbiutto.splinder.com/ 
Swatch Bruno Munari: the last work in 1997
Twelve small disks with the numbers of hours are put between two glasses in front of the dial and can move freely with every movement of the wrist, which contributes to unravel fully the concept of time ...
Ideal for those who are always late, for those who live permanently with his head in the clouds, for those who live their lives moment by moment.
Font http://designsbiutto.splinder.com/
Sunday, January 9, 2011
How To Make Chapstick Favors
Art Bag, twelve limited edition handbags
Collection of 12 models of bags, limited edition, presented by Roy Lichtenstein Foundation and Borbonese. A tribute
pop artist Roy Lichtenstein!
Collection of 12 models of bags, limited edition, presented by Roy Lichtenstein Foundation and Borbonese. A tribute
pop artist Roy Lichtenstein!
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