Friday, January 22, 2010

Slogan For Dry Cleaners



a week has passed, another with a few quick progress and the process approved in the Senate. It's cold and we are almost forced to stay at home and the house becomes a place of too strong attendance. The hope of a change will not let me and end up looking like the sensation experienced by the officers of the fortress Bastiani. Like them, finally, falls prey to the enchantment of the habits of the comforts of bourgeois life (it seemed a bit 'of time ago) and rancorous.
Frost has stolen the trees and veiled in white like them a postcard from the town of Santa Claus. No gifts, just cold and hands that make you sick. In the morning I see the Chinese market imbaccuccati imagining flying feet warm .. Further on an African has no teeth but hums just the jacket, as he does?
But luckily there Friday night, the best time: two days before the new work week. It seems all the same: time in front of him, time and party ... to feel more wealthy and happy?

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Cheesy Love Status Updates

Whatever Works

A good Woody Allen movie of the necessary pieces to make the image of man as the center of the universe and brings the discourse on the case, on a coincidence. Like so often in the dark of my bedroom, I told myself that life is largely the result of chance. How else can you explain the fact that we were born here and not in Palestine? Some degree of latitude and we would be condemned to a terrible life, a violent death and hatred forever.
Hatred is an emotion that I feel towards arrogance, injustice, and much worse, the better. I must stay if no begin the rosary against everything around us is essentially the product of the decadence of our civilization and our social model.
a virtual society where little is still a tangible nature, where we are losing the skills acquired during the centuries and the taste of things, their importance.
returning from a trip to the Far East a friend brought bracelets made with semi. "They look embroidered, it is not clear that they are seeds" was the comment of my wife. A company is still tied to the rhythms and styles of living closer to the Middle Ages that globalization produces wonderful artifacts. Here "in the West," the watchword is "sell" and many times not knowing what's inside the box.
I am reminded of what he said an agent with whom he worked after completing their studies. Selling books (little) waiting for the answer to the question of military service. First encyclopedia for children to go after three months, with the monumental encyclopedia for a prestigious publishing house. After another month aired a further shift to a less elitist publisher. There were protests too much ease in changing the agent and thundered: "If I say tomorrow we are going to sell panettone, panettone are sold and who disagrees can get up and leave." A modern prophet.
Today I walked to a downtown street, a bar, a clothing store, a bar, a clothing store, two bars, a shop selling mobile phones and I could go on for another two or two thousand chiometri. That desolation, that social deprivation, but misery.
I wonder how long all of this and what can I do?
Because I'm too lazy to look for commitments that reinforce my sense of ethics, living with the hair shirt of a sense of duty given to me and I protest against dall'imprinting the easy life in the house heated, lit and dotted with various utility appliances made in the Far East. Look
a coincidence or the end of the world, just that it works.

Friday, January 15, 2010

Yosemite National Park Plate Boundaries

Toh, who review!

mo it's been a while, what happened to you?

m
at nothing in particular, I stopped working.

mo
six retired? how lucky!

but no, I'm on the move, in early retirement.

mo
you, but you miss a little, right?

but a year and a half.

mo
you see I was right: you're lucky. And what do you do, you find a job? with your experience ...

but no, no job, no proposal and no research. Are stalled and do not understand what to do.

mo
and okay, take it calmly. Have you always wanted to do a lot of things and you could not because of the short time, you're spoiled for choice.

but is a bit 'as the white paper writer, you do not know where to start. On the other hand there are many people who know what you should do and tell you that with that good-natured that it makes you feel inadequate, weak, old man.

mo
Well, after a bit 'old six

but the
I , I see that guy every morning I look in the mirror every morning and there's a wrinkle I had not seen until the day before.

mo
please no self-pity.

but do not seek consolations. Maybe I gave too much importance to my working life. On the other hand I had a comfortable, cozy life: home, car, office, restaurant, office, car, house. No sport, no lovers, no friends, no vices, no or little more. Removed the routine para professional life has burst and I now look.

mo
waiting for? and what aspects, that someone will come and your bloated carcass?

but is not likely hypothesis. The world runs away and the individual no longer matters much. In a hurry to pass the time, it is a paradox! I like the slowness of which I do not know the mechanisms. I was trained to rush as many others of my generation. I happen to eat quickly, without tasting the food, I read quickly and often do not understand. My haste generates superficiality that makes me feel ignorant and insensitive. I was hasty in human relationships, so much so that I do not have references to lean on. Of course, there is the family, but you must have the Gospel spirit and continually give the other cheek if you want to maintain some form of communication. And then the family is the place the worst instincts: we accumulate negativity and expect to arrive at the table to download it into the arms of the family. Too familiar and too many bitter pills swallowed are the perfect combination for vomit in the dinner table all the resentment generated by their inadequacies.

mo I'm falling asleep, so I take this story

but I know, there's nothing original, is a syndrome that happens to many. I have not
nolstalgia work. The commodification of labor is so obvious that only the hypocrisy holds together the organizational structure. We went back to being serial numbers closing a circle that seemed broken by '68. A bit 'of humility is good for everyone but this is to go back and perhaps disappear. The attitude of their mercantile capitalism, I never liked even though I have eaten my share when I could. The ease in accessing the money, which has caused so much trouble, has changed the way of looking at life for making many of the typical values \u200b\u200bof the society of peasants and workers who originates. Returning to work, no, I miss it, but rather, I miss my place in society, children of my privilege, to be recognized. It 'a status which is built over time and in a moment is lost. Your former colleagues look at you so opaque, with air of someone who has nothing else to do (and it's true).

mo well, I was pleased to be aggrieved, when you walk around here without seeing.

but certain, and not forgetting the good wishes for Christmas and Easter, do not cost anything and makes us feel lighter, good e. ..

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Can You Use A Bell Dish With Shaw

STAGE IN MARCH Saluzzo

dear friends, the Stage March postponed a week that will be held on Saturday, March 6 (14h/18h) and Sunday, March 7 (9h/16h) 2010 the gym D. Alighieri (see St. Francis of Assisi) .

the stage for the end of January please contact me if you want to participate. In fact we are planning a trip and stay in France for those who wish to participate.
Sincerely,
sonia
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