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Saturday evening left the restaurant around 23:30, I get on the road from the pyramid to the Circus Maximus, I had not ever done!
some head f ** k or the City of Rome has seen fit to do a little guess !??!? a foot race!! you read correctly, a marathon, a marathon of the f ** k or evening on Saturday.
Then, imagine a Saturday evening in September, 23.30 Testaccio area, the panic, to do the marathon fighters have practically divided the city in two, not just once you arrive at the Circo Massimo (after two hours in a row) will did return back.
In other words, did you go around the death, because all the machines that came back wedging (after another hour of row) all back to the narrowing of the coliseum (restricted to work), creating a monstrous, gigantic traffic jam that blocked for hours throughout the area and all the thousands of people who thought of spending a night in joy, while they only spent one night in a row.
but it did not end there, managed to reach the c. Colombo, another panic! is because the marathon went well there, then imagine the line of those who were coming from outside Rome in the city.
In practice had been cut in half the city, and no way out.
Morality to go home (so I could now do just that) I had to take the ring road.
at two five minutes I was home, I put the headphones and I saw for the umpteenth time, the live DVD of Led Zeppelin.

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The JAM CAKE WONDER


A friend of mine sent me this fantastic link.
esendo I wanted to make you a fan of chocolate involved

http://www.oscarpasticceria.it/torte.asp?id=3
see how wonderful this is the cake that I told you once, made of seven types of
different chocolate.
however this is that the Palermo said to be the most
good bakery in palermo and I say about my experience which is the pastry that makes me
most delicious cannoli I've ever eaten!
the cash that I brought about a nno ago I took here.
http://www.oscarpasticceria.it/torte.asp?id=3

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The other night I went to see the movie The Island, extreme allegory on the cloning, the film is the classic breaks and fired, hand-held camera shots, speed, and all cucuzzaro of classic American films, two hours past without infamy and without praise, I ate seven pounds of popcorn.

altre cose:
qualche giorno fa Kofi Annan,premio nobel per la pace, nonchè segretario generale delle nazioni unite, nonchè maggiore responsabile dell'invasione in Irak, nonchè uomo di cartapesta al servizio di Zio George, pochi giorni dopo il disastro di New Orleans dichiara che i grandi della terra devono provvedere affinchè disastri ambientali naturali come quello di N.O. non accadano più, e che i capi di stato del mondo dovranno provvedere a tutelare il clima e la natura.
Peccato che a Kofi bello nessuno ha detto che uno dei pochi paesi al mondo a non aver firmato il trattato di Kyoto contro le emissioni di gas serra è stato proprio il governo americano.

disco consigliato:
Adrian Belew, side one and side two.
masterpiece full of feeling, staring at times, aggressive, and powerful others, guests of Danny Care Tool and Les (bass crazy) Claypoolc of Primus.
discs are actually two mini-albums to little more than thirty minutes each, but worth at least listening to them, then maybe buy.

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The pobero Bernardo


Bernard was a hard joke, he actually has no music has ever figured out a club, well one day become a journalist, but it was so useless that everyone called him bernadro the footmen, was in fact a banderuoletta. It turns
and go, and sucks and licks, a day arrived to make the local amateur radio but with little results.
Despite the attempt to disguise his innate Roman that he so hated, looked directly at each Ninetto Davoli.
and licks, and runs and tries, at the end of amateur music elite, these discs in the series I only know them, I know more cool er, I know er mejo der Bigonzo heels, found himself catapulted to make the amateur radio and forward Marco (dormitory) Masini ....
the moral is:
forced to lick you dry out the tongue!