Saturday, November 17, 2007

Akc Registration Verification

snapshot



... And while those two can not get away from a spider hole, across the world there is a child to escape the hunger, in a garbage dump, collecting metal and then sell them and buy something to eat.
A world that does not stop short.
Billions of people at the same time, do many different things
See that girl who "slips" in Via Montenapoleone? And those du and bigots that dribble, only to see it?!? Too bad, they are late to go back to work and in the meantime, their colleague in the office, has already set in motion the company's server and start typing an email, the English boy he met via chat ...
The garbage man comes home instead "ingrifato" because during his service saw a porn magazine and hopes to find his wife "warm," looking for a sexual complicity. Their elderly neighbor while doing the housework, can not hear the "barking" of the garbage collector. It seems Alberto Sordi, when he was in the ship, in the company of Norwegian film in "Travels with Dad!
In China, the young husband tries to repair the shoe as best can. He's thinking that in no way can afford a new pair. The child has since attached to the mother's breast that look lost, traveling with the fantasy.
That pork instead of the minister, with greed, is considering how the people behind them earned. Because "when the interests of a people is at stake, even a government ultrademocratico is careful not to put it back for evaluation by the people themselves," then we "fuck" our assets to make them become their own!
At home, seamstress working in the company's TV and casually follows the 854th episode of "The Slave Isaura". At the same time her husband, in the lunch break, drinking coffee just produced by the vending machine department. Matthew, their only son, is concentrated to solve the task in a class of electrical engineering.
seems the picture of perfect family. Yeah, like that of advertising or Mulino Bianco Barilla pasta.
Saviour is preparing to pay on-line, IRPEF. Sweet words echo in his mind: "taxes are a beautiful thing, a civilized way to help with all essential goods such as education, safety, environment and health ...".
Wayne is awake, but still in bed. He just wanted to have spent a nice evening with the faithless darlin, the MacDonalds. Wait, wait: Did you hear? He seems to have just dropped a fart like "matutinis dawn, the warmth of the sheets. I recognize it because Allison, his wife, has rocketed out of bed with unusual agility. Apparently he did not want to share this joy with her husband.
Franco's swearing in Aramaic, why can not park your car in the garage. Some "idrofallocefalo (ndt.: dickhead full of water), last night, must have parked your car in front of the driveway.
Massimo from the cockpit of his car, witness the dismal scene, has just arrived the owner of the car blocking the garage entrance of Franco. The face slapping, smiles and says "excuse me".
In the machine of Maximus, the speakers give off a song that seems to be the soundtrack of this snapshot: "21st Century Schizoid Man" by King Crimson.
Bus stop on the bridge of the river Tammerkoski in the center of Tampere (Finland), Mari with eyes full of hope, is about to board the bus on time which will lead to Nokia, where he will face his first interview work.
Geneva with his eyes he takes his daughter Marlene that goes up the stairs of asylum. It 's his first day. The teacher and other children are there, ready to greet each other.
With their instruments and four beers, Fabio, Luke, Mike and Robert, are located within the four walls of the hall textured test Ciccio "Kashmir." The speakers emit the notes of Foxy Lady and the Fool Luke's from across the room. A true frontman!
I?
I, with headphones in your ears, I stand in front of my PC, to the tune of "Mozart and Madness" by Savatage, to write the usual bullshit pouring out!


Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Attaching Wood Trim To Bathtub

Little Miss, in rossazzurro


But who was that?!? Sometimes life is just strange!
In 1988 I stopped to follow the football, for incompatibility issues with my athletic activities, but also because I understand that professional football is dirty! Then (do not ask me why!) Tifavo for U.S. Avellino. In that year, the team were relegated from Serie A to B, in conjunction with the "collapse" dell'avellinese Ciriaco De Mita.
strange coincidence, right?!?
In 2003, Massimo Di Mauro, rekindled in me a love for football and in particular, the team of my city.
was Gaucci of Catania and was in B.
Now, almost absurdly, the home page of my computer is set to www.calciocatania.it .
not stupid pride!
Who knows the team, the chairman and chief executive, knows that the strength of this team is not given by a single professional, but by the group.
can not say, "Pirlo employee" as AC Milan, or "Totti employee", as for Rome, for example.
With honor, we can say that the team is "dependent group."
And 'the theme of the whole group that determines the outcome of a football match.
The only thing I regret is that out of the stadium, we Catania, we are not cohesive.
We live in a wonderful city, in the sunny capital of Italy, with many historic resources, and natural monuments.
Perhaps we confuse love with contempt?!?
Still, we miss when we are away from our city.
The city that Prof. Santi Correnti, described as "always flourishing!
If we were not cohesive would certainly make us "trampled" by those who administer so bad, our resources.
If we were cohesive, we should keep the most of the Our House and make it as welcoming as possible.
I do not see why (see photo of David Baiocco), people who come from outside, they love this city and its people, bringing their positive contribution and we ...
us, we are the cause of our own evil!
way: the child who Baio is holding, is my niece Elin!

Monday, September 17, 2007

Milena Velba Under Pressure Movie

Viagra Spam & Co.


not take it anymore!
They made sure that my balls would become like a pate of balls! They have done spraying, I even made them sublime!
I am referring to all those e-mail which is promoted through the sale of anti impotence drugs.
every day to clean my email address, employers almost a minute of my precious time.
Thank goodness for the private mail I chose Gmail, like e-mail account. I provides the service of filtering the mail, separating all that is spam from what is not.
I'm planning to respond in kind, to any e-mails I receive from these sellers phantom:
"If your problem is impotence, do not think that the whole world, both in your own terms. Be selfish and private e. .. above all, do not break the "brothers bites"!

Sunday, September 9, 2007

Mom Caught Me Sniffing Her Feet

Truth

This morning, I went home relatively early. Behind me I left a night sleepless.
Someone, I'm sure, can understand.
The air I breathe seems thin and it seems that all around, turns more slowly. As if the weight of the metronome was placed on the highest point of the scale, a scanning time "Largo."
For several days, the little one *, accuses strong neck pain and stiff neck.
Despite intramuscular Voltaren muscoril and, unfortunately, the pain has subsided. So last night decided to get checked at the emergency room.
Needless to describe how I managed to fight my way to shorten waiting times. Our responsibility is always because human beings, there is nothing to be done, is by its very nature, selfish. In fact, all patients were trying to emphasize and draw attention medical staff.
My mother was there, silent.
finally decided to do an X-ray followed by the TAC.
Then began the wait for the report.
It 's weird to live part of their time at the emergency department of a hospital. You can find the drunk who has to dispose of the drunk, the depressed megalomaniac threatening to terminate employees for wrongful death, the old one just to be in the company that simulates an illness ...
In the end, they call me 'Mr. Traina, close the door. Sit down. "
The doctor and nurse, petrified, look at me straight in the eye and remain for a few moments in silence.
Then, the doctor, "Mr. Traina ...."
"Mr. Traina, unfortunately, I do not give the good news."
I was beginning to feel a strange tingling.
"The CT scan, shows the presence of bone metastases and brain. ... I'm sorry but I must tell you the truth."
Then the nurse: "We have to! His mother is in the middle of the tunnel of pain. A pain that will become increasingly acute. Placable only with morphine.
E 'entered the radiologist to give manforte colleagues. "Mr. Traina, unfortunately this is not something that is born now. But we doctors, you know, sometimes we persist in wanting surgery, although they do not want to face the truth. Surely even then, his mother, had no chance. Certainly, day after day, these materials will replace the brain. Hemorrhage, at the moment is small but it is possible that the worst e. .. in that case his mother would be in a coma. "
These are the words that have told me.
words that echoed all night, in my head.
left that room, the little one asked me what I had said.
I look "inside" the eyes.
You can not avoid the eyes, in these cases. He needs to stand up. With courage.
I have hidden the truth, saying that something was unclear who would have admitted to carrying out all the checks.
I have hidden the truth! But I am sure: he understood.
I am reminded of a phone call that I made a friend, for news of his father. His father was in the terminal stage.
ended my phone call saying the same old cliche: "Let's hope so."
He replied: "I do not know what is good and what is evil in the face of these things."
In this case, mindful of that story, do not say anything.
I just hope that suffer as little as possible.
* my mother