Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Servier Spondylitis For Dogs



INDOOR

  • windsocks (2006) Painting
  • bridge (non-slip) (2006)
  • Teak cockpit - seats and flooring - (2006)
  • handrails teak deck (2006)
  • teak hatch entrance (2006 )
  • Plexiglas hatch and hatch (2006)
  • opening porthole above the new kitchen (2006)
  • teak base for new tools (2006)
  • tiller Teak rebuilt (2006)
  • extending Spinlock tiller (2007)
  • stainless steel bathroom ventilation grills (2006)
  • stern platform with ladder (2006)
  • cockpit ventilation grilles engine (2006) Stainless steel guards
  • deckhouse (2007)
  • # 2 x # 3 Stopper (2005) # 2 switches
  • sheets deckhouse (2005)
  • Sprayhood new splash (2007)
  • Bimini awning + integration (2005)
  • Cover new bar (2007)

DECK AND MANOEUVRES

  • # 2 Self Tailing Winch Lewmar 46ST genoa (2005) # 2
  • Winch Lewmar 16 (# 1 in Self Tailing)
  • # 2 Lewmar Winch shaft 16 (in # 1 Self Tailing)
  • # 3 winch handles
  • # 4 winch covers
  • Genoa sheets 16 mm 16 mm
  • Mainsheet
  • Mainsheet traveler
  • well (Goiot)
  • trucks genoa long (Goiot)
  • Fine Ronstan mainsheet new (2007) with choke
  • Lofrans 1000W windlass with gypsy # 2 (chain and rope) and music (2005)
  • # 60 m chain 10m + still + FOB 16 kg more than CQR
  • # 2 compasses Plastimo cockpit

RIG AND SAILS

  • Armo masthead sloop
  • Proctor mast and boom
  • adjustable backstay
  • Shrouds backstay and replaced (2005)
  • aluminum tubes protective shrouds and baby # 2
  • reefing mainsail reefs
  • Boros new (2007)
  • halyard replaced (2006) Genoa sheets
  • new (2007)
  • topping replaced (2005)
  • 130% Dacron furling genoa new (brand name: RUSSIAN Voiles) with white band UVA (2006)
  • Forestay staysail (2006)
  • semi-battened Dacron mainsail new (brand name: RUSSIAN Voiles) (2006)
  • Dacron staysail "Hood" Elvstrom Sobstad new 17 sq m (2007)
  • Gennaker 90 sqm
  • Lazy Jack again protection bands mainsail (2007)
  • mainsail cover

ENGINE

  • Diesel Volvo Penta 2030 29 hp Sail Drive S (installed in 1999 replacing the 23-hp Volvo Penta MD11)
  • Engine Hours: 580
  • Calibration injectors in 2006
  • Coupons engine ever made by Volvo Penta dealers
  • Soundproofing the engine compartment completely renovated
  • VETUS cooling water filter new (2008)
  • "Siphon-Break" VETUS with new valve (2008)
  • tri-blade fixed propeller
  • Fuel: 70 lt (steel tank)
  • reserve of fresh water: 400 lt (new tanks in 2006)

PLANTS

Electric

  • voltage board: 12 & 220
  • volt 220 volt electrical panel new (2008) with separate circuits and differential magneto-dedicated.
  • # 2 x 103 amp service from new (2006)
  • # 1 engine battery 103 amp new (2006)
  • automatic battery charger 20 amp (2005)
  • shore power 220 volt electrical wiring with differential
  • renewed (2006)
  • electrical connections in a new masthead (2006) Light
  • based on masthead new LED (2007)
  • # 3 220 volt outlets inside
  • # 1 12-volt socket inside
  • # 14 interior lights (including the engine compartment)
  • TV Antenna Mast + potentiometer

Electronic

  • Log Raymarine ST 40 (2005)
  • Eco Raymarine ST40 (2005)
  • Speed \u200b\u200bRaymarine ST40 (2005)
  • According to Eco TAC
  • VHF Navman with new DCS (2007)
  • ST60 Autopilot Plastimo
  • new stereo SONY (2007)
  • new wiring stereo speakers (2007)
  • car speakers built-in marine plywood and technology CORAL EVK 165 (120 Watt RMS, 240 watt max) amplifier
  • Magnat Rock 400 (200 watts per channel)
  • electronic weather station Vion

Plumber

  • plumbing completely replaced (2006) # 2
  • Vetus tanks 200 lt new (2006)
  • Autoclave replaced (2005)
  • # 1 electric bilge pump (2006)
  • # 1 manual bilge pump
  • ribinetteria / mixing stainless steel kitchen and bathroom new (2007)
  • outdoor shower in the cockpit
  • new sewage system (2005) replaced
  • WC (2005)
  • Water heater and boiler Quick idrofix new ( 2007)

INTERNAL

  • carpentry Teak
  • bulkheads bonded to hull
  • # 1 double cabin bow
  • # 1 single cabin aft
  • # 1 large double bed in saloon trsformabile
  • Bath forward through
  • Kitchen # 2 burners and oven new (2006)
  • new propane gas piping (2006)
  • Large chart table on the left to right
  • Tiled kitchen with sink and refrigerator
  • refrigerator motor replaced (2002)
  • entrance steps and replacement wood treatment
  • replacement of all door hinges (2007)
  • + Barometer Wall Clock # 3
  • extinguishers

SAFETY EQUIPMENT

  • complete equipment than 6 miles
  • Life ring buoy + + new floating rope (2007) revised
  • Raft (up to 2008)

HULL

  • epoxy preventive treatment (1999)
  • antifouling selfpolishing annual
  • Repainting blue band on sides (2005)
  • Polishing Hull (2007)

Monday, March 26, 2007

How Many Calories Are In A Vegetable Stir

The End



None. Nothing to be transmitted, there is nothing to tell, nothing to externalize. Or an image or a video, let alone considerations. Or rather ... there would be something, but start to get tired of playing with the blog.
always inclined to get rid of the best toys soon began to bore him, the eternal Peter Pan, which, although more than adult (at least on paper), today arrived in boredom and went to his appendix scrapped for good communication on-line. Hard to say goodbye

without feeling a painful note of sadness but something has run into the mechanism jammed and it's time to change the whole cascade of 'gear. I write, therefore, not so much to talk about me (I did it for almost three years), but to thank:
thank those who have followed and appreciated or not, the contents of any post and I thank those who commented, endorsed and challenged; I thank my loyal readers and occasional visitors, the anonymous and those who silently, unnoticed, for months and months have increased the hit counter.
It was nice, at least for me, and thanks to you all. But it is time to change direction ...


Goodbye, BR

Friday, March 16, 2007

Alice In Wonderland,bedding

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Thanks. ;)

Monday, March 12, 2007

Ouran High School Doujins

Apophthegmata pitches

"Everyone is as good as what you search for" Marco Aurelio


"It makes you walk the walk"
Antonio Machado

"Only those who do not know where it is going can go the distance"
Oscar Wilde


Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Jwel Denyle Interview

game: finding the difference

one 'idea Ronin (tadaaaa!) big game: locates the difference!

1) Look at the picture below. ( This is a shot made on February 25, 2007 near the intersection for the Panorama Hotel on Majelletta .)

2) focuses your attention on the bare scenario on hazy sky, the wet snow from browning fine. Watch carefully slippery asphalt, the portion of soil bare and muddy, the sparse clumps of dried grass yellowing and frost. Finally, it notes the incongruous power lines, a further confirmation of the cause of shame .



3) Faaatto? well ...
Now, open the same anonymous setting, but captured two years ago (27 February 2005) by clicking here .

You guessed? you are getting the difference?

Note: find the solution by clicking and dragging the mouse inside the darts.
>>> missing snowboarders! : D <<<

Sunday, February 25, 2007

Stir-fried Vegetable, Calories

Backcountry: Majella - The tonnage of the Lonely Mountain Caramanico

After the great messed up a route that was supposed snowy ... and after covering 180 km unnecessarily by car, there was nothing that recycling in the fall-back hike. The tonnage of Caramanico , easily reached from the hut Pomilio and so close to the facilities of Majelletta is perfect, considering the little time left to come available. In total we have accumulated about 600 meters uphill. This indicates good snow, snow crusted carrier, not exceptionally good but not as bad as the one yesterday on the Vespa Ravone ...

Below a slideshow, for posterity ... ;)



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Saturday, February 24, 2007

Nadine Jansen Post Pregnancy

combining

The attraction for the "mother mountain " is visceral and religious ... but at the same time the approach is playful and effervescent. Majella, out of the smallish, is mostly wild and deserted. It is not very popular, and this gives it a connotation perhaps even more striking.

strange today, to find two ski touring in preparation for entrance to the rava. From their " buonciorno! " s'evince that it is not just in Abruzzo. In addition to the duties and greetings to the transceiver beeps, nothing hurts the religious silence of the woods naked in the static facets gives sometimes ghostly.

You find yourself so the channel, as if we were always friends, two snowboarders and two skiers intent on gaining meters of altitude. One of them is a train, in short gains the dominant position. It is not a race, but some considerations are unavoidable.

you look in his eyes, pointing to a greeting, not speaking. A little 'because it is between strangers, a bit' to save breath for stop avoiding the fine tuning was born on the combination of breathing and heartbeat.

Less than an hour and are completely isolated from one another, each carry only himself and his thoughts. Evidently is what you look for in certain places. A regular raise my head and check on my position in relation to others, even the "stranger" looks at me from above. I know that measures the distance, he does at every cross, like I do, yet it is not a competition. I realize that is an ability to consider their response using a 'foreign'. It's not in my will overcome the other but the other takes on the considerable value of the spring driving.

It's a good game, all control everything. The first surge of energy looking at the tiny black silhouette of the last snow, the second finds unexpected reserves of strength in order to follow the first, and so on. Today the game, you want for a channel that "forces" in the direction, everything is pretty well balanced and seem to hold a couple of hours, until the nasty fog will not intervene to close down the dance.

Everything changes. Now no one sees anyone. But all agree to back down. The chirp of the ski edges slightly above speak volumes about the condition of the coat. Here too, we look ... from a distance, as soon as the fog can see the colors of the jackets. Their procedure is slow and careful, so do we, helping with the ax. We realize that we share this too: a condition so hard that usually makes a descent demanding an extreme downhill. A gradient of 35 ° made of marble and filled with ice very hard lumps. Bend is nearly impossible without injuring down into a dangerous spin. "Foreigners" have decided to cross the worst stretch on foot, skis. We do it to " dead leaf, face upstream, thus remaining more ready to put the pick on the ice when necessary.

little further down, the tension s'allenta and you find yourself at a safe distance to all corners brush the snow still hard but that is beginning to affect more generously.

Where the stones show eloquently the end of the descent, we finally find together. Smiles of approval and the sharing of emotions seasoned close encounter with the Austrians, we communicate in English, so in a broken English (at least mine) to border on the ridiculous. But we mean ...

We finish it all around a table, the only busy in the restaurant, eating spaghetti and drinking beer. We find that the two, after turning the Austrian Alps those Swiss, French ... and some 'of those Italian brooded earnestly desire to know the Apennines of central Italy (so unjustly mistreated by the locals - note) and they were doing it with great enthusiasm. Although they also wandered on McKinley (Alaska - 6194 m.) and an eight thousand in Himalayas.

And I dreamed that, up ... a star after them! :)))




PS for the record: The channel is Ravone the Vespa.

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Wisdom Tooth Extraction Hollywood Fl



And after much research on micro-cameras helmet and shooting sports, here is what I run:



The Third Eye by Rip Curl. Stylish, comfortable, technology, resistance ... there are a couple of things that are said:
1) There is always need a camera backpack.
2) Cost $ 499 ...
costs an eye, an arm and a leg. ;)

Saturday, February 17, 2007

Wishing Tree Wediding

Spot The third eye in case? spot on nose! Snowboard

The search for raw materials is the dominant obsession, unreservedly .
Natural snow, untracked, preferably in the day and not creamed. In central Italy (or North Africa, if you prefer) the enterprise is difficult but not impossible. The dogs are put in motion following the reporter on duty that tells of 30 cm in the last 24 hours on the plateau of Five Mile.
false information, an on-going screening. The landscape is desolate, are Five miles of burnt grass. For the first time - reflecting the three - the grass the neighbor is just disgusting. The hounds, however, feel a hint of snow. Rom the mountains, hoping to start to wander the slopes travels to snuff.

Smell leads S now Terrier in that Pescocostanzo, which tackled on a white that is lost in white.


Optimism is the perfume of life e. .. smells like snow! That snow you feel under you, around you. Optimism lifts the fog and can calm even the winds. The peaceful stop on the summit ridge is a week of beauty farm.


The descent snowboard is a strip of paradise that is lost in the barren valley. The bipeds with stray shaft, drift slowly downward, without leash or muzzle, finally free.


Snow found. Mission accomplished, the case is resolved. There will be a while 'to forget, yes ... a little 'P-Tex . ;-)

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

What Causes Red Streaks On Face

prĆŖt Ć  porter



And after all this , we can expect cross-Krizia, the chiffon by Dior jackets, hats decorated with sequins, the tulle scarves and belts studded with swarovski.
Meanwhile ... you do a dropdown or a parade?

Friday, February 9, 2007

Ontario Novelty Id Template

WVF: ALARM IPONEVISMO, 3 species threatened with extinction

(Anza) - Rome, February 3 - few years in the forest does not come any more on the slopes we will no longer freeriders, snowboarders will only fairy tale characters. These individuals, who now inhabit the Italian mountains, could disappear because threatened by the lack of snow. It is the complaint of Wvf, that the iponevismo is bringing to the brink of extinction at least three endangered species: the "cross country skiing Apennine", the "fuoripistaiolo Abruzzo" and "freestyler from the horse down," as well as other minor bipedal "telemarker from the free heel" and "slip of the air." Survival is at risk - said the environmental group - is of 96.3% and 79.8% of ski mountaineers freeriders. In extreme situation is, in particular, "fuoripistaiolo the swallowtail, always slipping through typical slope dustier, now relegated to living in extremely small areas.

Long before the close of the 2006-2007 ski season (31 January), Wvf presented a budget of snow in central Italy ("X-ray of a dry region) in which she denounces the damage of" unsustainable proportions "due the current situation.

The seriousness of the problem - remember the Wvf - is also due to the consequences that inevitably leads to abstinence: a Lace Moscia (Teramo) is a sharp decline in birth rates between individuals of the species. The mood would not be good for breeding thus causing further problems for the conservation of the species. Newsgroups industry s'assiste now to outbursts of cruelty unheard .

Lazio and Abruzzo - notes still Wvf - have an enormous wealth of biodiversity, where some 94,771 skiers, of which 21,255 off-piste skiing, but the lack of snow threatens to impoverish tragically. "Ben 2 ski resorts - reads the paper - have closed the turnstiles for the absolute absence of specimens," and adds: "In the future it could be worse."

"Three regions in particular, Lazio, Abruzzo and Umbria, have enacted laws on environmental protection, wildlife plans and implementation of EU Directive resort "- supports Wvf -" but this is not enough. "

The Wvf then asks:
Regions " to respect the laws of nature, abandoning the temptation to get in exchange for electoral consensus frivolous trade climate "; to Parliament and Government " to quickly approve rules that implement the directive for an immediate intervention SkiHabitat refrigerant; skiers, "to come out supporting the demands of the associations and also to addressing public with local authorities on possible convergences "(but do not know what it means. ed.).

Saturday, February 3, 2007

Where Do You Buy Fake Ear Stretchers In Canada?

Backcountry: Mt Ocre, channels North

One of the more valuable practice of backcountry is to feel free, not tied to ski resorts in places much less predetermined. It is so indeed, that by chance, after seeing the first channel from the road north of Mount Ocre, the handbrake is suddenly engaged. Stunned, was not even passed Aida Yespica, all occupants of the vehicle involved in the "daqualcheparteunpodinevelatroviamoTour, now show the classic face of a stupid typical pleasant unexpected surprise. It takes a while 'to understand, digest and decide ...


said than done. Pathless path, in an up / down input of bush and flat land, we reach the mouth of the channel with an hour's walk. Beautiful powder snow, clear skies and no wind! Every reason to include the mental trip to the directory of the best memories.


thorny vegetation of the lower part, which in some parts has made us more like the Viet Cong that fuoripistaioli in the purest sense of the term, is a price we gladly pay to enjoy such wide snow covered surfaces as this channel which, alas ... I do not know the name. In the background, the Corno Grande completely orphaned snow, takes us all the way up.


is void of obstacles, the zig zag proceeds slow and steady smoothly through the first hard snow, powder snow and the winds. The mind processes, assess the risks and solutions draws on the conduct to be adopted. "Tilting" is the watchword. Juggle their weight between the front and rear leg in a continuous adaptation to changing conditions of the snow.


Finding unexpected snow in quantity and quality is already a pleasant surprise, but somehow had not complicate our lives? "Open space or a maze of rocks? Where to begin the descent?", This is m'assilla the problem during the last uphill stretch.
The side access is nice, large, snow-covered. The central definitely less fun, but more adrenaline. Some people will opt for the first
:


anyone for the second:


In any case, beautiful descent for all. So much exciting as it was unexpected.


(in fresh ice ax? Strange to see, the point is that the start of the descent was not exactly something hygienically desirable. It was more than just a great friend .)


Emotions, those experienced on this day, we reported a year ago, when the snow abundant fall, let alone be spoiled for choice. Yet, in a speech on, referring to the current season that is greedy of precipitation, these rides take on a value certainly more profound and every corner is a tribute to the most coming from the sky. Like the radiant sun that has never abandoned us ... But now, it is almost time for him to leave the place a few cloud. ;)

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Lime-a-way & Ecolab Dishwasher

Another trick on the wall

Genius ...

Sunday, January 28, 2007

Monster Energy Button

Small is beautiful

Was it a coincidence, but the ski lift alone began shooting as soon as we lifted the hood of the car to pull back from the tables pockets. We close the tailgate and the system is again stopped. It is very unusual in this little station ghost. There are no cars, no people .

There are no turnstiles, there is a case . The ski pass is provided by the same attendant plant. The card seems to be toilet paper, for how much water it absorbs. AIS is prepared to do with the stamp "festive" and obliterated by hand with the pliers as on the old trolley buses than once. Finally, in a burst of altruism, the little man comes out of his box and, one by one, we settled for good on the flash of lace jackets.

There is no water in this locality . That the tap of the one bar, comes from a tank and it is recommended to use sparingly. But today there is so much snow and that is what we, small nomadic hunters of dust, we're here, expertly guided by the figures of Meteomont.

"Freerider wait," we were able to grasp fully, with a little luck, the fleeting moment: the powder that day so we waited. In contrast to large resort renowned, the tracks are kept clear, although it is Sunday. But we will only pass through occasionally to give vent to our urge to slip quietly; around ... Saturday despite the past year, snow is immaculate, beautiful, white, uncut, light, untracked.


will be to slow the flow of a resort on a human scale: no code without a hitch, it will be for the surreal situation where we are: a size of plants that we had forgotten ... one of us, with a subtle hint of cynicism exclaimed: "Scanno this is the future! .
For the record: Scanno failed.

For the rest, no longer knew who we were, where we were because we were! We have traced the improbable, until exhaustion. Has prevailed over our ancestral nature, obsession visceral slopes full of "talcum powder", a murderous famine slipping on the steep that there has cannibalized spirit. The up / down, repeating several times the lines of descent the most exciting was the karma by which we achieved with only 15 Euro a day, Nirvana deeper.

The station is called ...
well, not really come to believe rubbish here! :)


(in photo, the air down, "the business of the carousel ", " most crowded," "Teenager ultraquarantenne )

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Ideas For Saree Blouse Designs

The changing climate (and I sclero)

What the bears do not had gone into hibernation you know. Moreover, the effect is clearly of a nature that adapts to changes. Whatever they say, on a positive note . Should alarm the opposite: whether, in this heat, they remained asleep. Why is equally well known that the bears do not have the Max calendar to adorn the den, have no Oregon on the table and certainly do not suffer the garbage truck during REM sleep, wake up the bears quandofacaldo. It is normal!
Sure, a little 'less normal the fact that some samples have wanted to go to' Ursus Park (in their titles!) Thinking maybe plantigrade to find friends with whom to share the insomnia ... and a freestyle session.

Staying on the theme blog: Even fans fuoripistaioli, freeriders and ski mountaineers show a stunning adaptation to changing climate. "There are skiers." Well, it's weird? Rather than bother me today, our Apennines, see carve the stones. The human animal, fortunately suits and mountain biking, climbing or windsurfing as it is, something always manages to pull out of the hat. Darwin has taught us anything or not?

to certain publications, the effect is more alarming because of . And because of premature flowering, snowdrops that are not of that hole and new species of fish under the sea. Body of a thousand whales ( is an expression that I found most relevant but not to blaspheme ), if a fish that likes water hot is normal that I move where I find the mess. And symptoms that nature works, which responds well to change. Second, and not in order of importance, with that which costs the blue fish, a fried mixture of tropical do not see it so bad. The cause

, sometimes we must remember, is the climate change, or better to be clear: are many causes that change the climate .
by man (by that famous apple, man has always a fault) to the infamous NiƱo, through an exceptional solar activity , everything seems to feed the media of the tam tam prescient of the disaster; 70, 50, 30 years? When will it happen? Is unknown. And if today we
propinano the rough supposed daily anxiety of ice that melt ( aerial view of a fall on an isolated ice, always the same sad scene ), they ... probably the same, only in '73, there alarms on frightening advance of glaciers.

Perhaps there were too used to the seasons marked by excessive regularity. We were lazily resting on the laurels of a rate of precision Swiss winters. We thought of autumn as the Festival of Sanremo, fuck ... arrives on time even if no one likes it!
Perhaps they are right, climatologists psychics and scientists of the apocalypse, but I do not care that much. Whatever happens, global warming or not, in December 2012 ... all die.

(photo: the climate change ". via snowboardplanet )

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

Store Bought Vegan Sauce

Small space advertising

There is a television commercials from a few days ago to talk about himself: A
benzivendolo a cuddle already bored customer aboard a Fiat 500. Yawn ... and the likely end up doing raver workaholic company, along with its museum piece, to other motorists in hibernation.
" Catch a boatload of attention" is the slogan of the voiceover above the final sweet melody of a music box.

Nothing strange, if not for the fact that the "cinquino" feeds under the bonnet and above has never had fuel doors on the rear fender.

ranks of scholars and wise men of the Italian automotive history make a show of their culture prepininfarina highlighting the error. Flocks of maniacs Errors TV prance the remarkable discovery was deemed chronologically blown Strip. Swarms of butterflies in the superficial / chic are laughing in respect of the authors of the spot.

None of this. There is premeditation: Markenting Viral , so long as we speak, just as I am doing.

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Denise Milani 2010 Nip

St. Elmo's Fire

never wished anyone to be aware of this phenomenon in the same way I came across it by accident. And while an initial analysis of the facts, in total light-headedness, I would not have even been able, not having the strength to believe all 'happened.
began to realize only after I learned still later, in one of my reading tours, isolating the event and name recognition of "St. Elmo's Fire."

no peaks and rugged wilderness, no rash adventures or reckless actions, not hazardous and reckless, not high altitude ... The episode, which dates back a few years ago, as a small theater runs Abruzzo only 1600 meters above sea level. "On the track," one might say, where a man forces his security random, made up of rules, turnstiles, to track trapped, snow control, barriers, nets, fences and signs. Where then, is believed to be protected by the safety of slopes grossly misleading "urbanized".

For the first time on myself, the absolute saggiai human weakness in the face of natural events that would at least define powerful reductive ... :


- The sun's rays bouncing off the snow-white tennis balls when I and two friends there riders approach to thread the hook, lift pass between the legs, nothing was to imagine what it was going to do. Eight minutes, so the time needed to cover the 800-meter long facility. We could not complete it that suddenly we were surrounded by white clouds that came quickly from the bottom like thick smoke. Within seconds, the visibility was compromised to the point of not being able to see or the friend who preceded me nor the other that followed me.

few more meters and Aeolus would also lashed out at us, hitting with gusts raging. We were short in the midst of the storm, when we saw hardly a warning, "Alt, disengaged."
we communicated screaming, so was the howling of the wind, snaking between cables and pylons, made us feel even smaller and insignificant.
I was the only one with the mask, the other wore sunglasses classic, not really appropriate to ensure adequate protection of the elements of the moment, so I said, but ... I shouted to them that I would have paid to make way and guide us in this chaos of opalescence white glimmer confused. In

shimmer increasingly chaotic in which my view s'arrendeva powerless to perceive direction and slope could not do that a few meters, I guess. Firm, and finally found the static equilibrium, I turned to look for them, but ... behind me, nothing. Black back and white front, white everywhere.
advantage of my lenses had been sealed clearly too fast, I cried so their names a few times, but received no other answer that was to damn Gunbad which seems to bring with them the voices of spirits away.

Only, I decided to continue relying on the fact that at least they were together. Floated wandering into a painful white universe, whose stars emit sparks that spread that it was not known whether generated by the thin snow lifted by the wind, or more properly by inherent limitations of the iris. At that juncture, while the tip of my snowboard was facing what seemed to slide downhill, and while I thought, I felt a light, delicate touch on the tip of the hat. "Here they are, the bastards," I thought, believing that one of them I was playing a trick, but once ... still nothing. Incredulous
walked back slowly realizing later, a renewed contact of some kind of object or entity on the top of the head. The sensanzione was to have received only a sort of pinching the fabric of my hat, as if someone tried to remove it from the top. I started to shake his right hand repeatedly on the tip of the hat compartment in order to drive something that did not know the exact nature. Probably, I was more like un'apicoltore attacked by his insects to a snowboarder, so the gesture was confused, but the point is that I did not understand what the hell was going on and the chaos caused by the situation does not help me Of course not! Until ... taking advantage of a short and sudden lack of wind in my ears could hear a crackling sound unmistakably loud and clear from the ceiling, just above my head.

Now Zeus was to hurl his anger! I imagined that the blue electrical discharge continued to buzz over my head. Instinctively I crouched, bent his knees almost touching his butt on the table, while she continued to move in a direction not well defined. The crackling came and went but I seem to pursue mercilessly and in a desperate attempt to hide, to escape all'inusitato, crossed my hands over his head as if to replace my limbs to the action of a providential insulation.

in the unusual position I assumed, I fell once, maybe two ... I do not remember. But I remember clearly that at that juncture, the most secret recesses of my gray matter, materialized the harrowing image of a charred corpse. A scene that I had the misfortune to watch a few years earlier, a victim of a traffic accident that shocked me a lot. I remembered her head blackened and smoking among those little flames still scattered on the roadway and out of the window, that wrist really more like a brand on which shone, now incongruously, a gold bracelet.

lost track of time, still do not know if I was chasing for second or minutes, the electric shock seemed to be endowed with intelligence, to the extent that we found him in the midst of so much space. He felt the haunting tickling the scalp, right in the middle of the skull. Serves no purpose it messed up my restless legs.

I thought I would die, ending up as the man burned the highway. And maybe because I went close soon after, the huge electric storage found in the air vent simultaneously releasing a blinding flash and a deafening roar at the very least. It was the final blow. The absolute synchrony lightning-thunder, the fact that I had not one, miserable fraction of a second between the two, made me realize that I was right there in the middle of the party. I beat the fast track I was still lost and wonder ... Yes, actually I was wonderfully surprised to be still alive and well after that bang on mother earth.

of charm, in a totally surreal, what followed was silence, eerie silence. My ears still whistling for the violence, but it was difficult to hear, after a brief pilgrimage, that "dleng dleng" typical of the lifts. I followed him, trying not to lose that weak continuous noise coming from the far right. The sound of the lift was my Ariadne's thread. The dark shape of a pylon first materialized in the mist like a mirage, if it were in a movie I would have called his appearance a crossfade, unexpected to the point of intimidating. From there it was easy to reach the refuge a little further down.

The hut was filled with frightened people, each recounting his experience. In my silence, standing in the crowd, with his chin resting on his hands now held vertically the table, I tried to listen to all steal information and right to the left. Someone in the grip of panic, desperately seeking someone's friend, a girl, in particular, narrated by mimicking how long his hair had straightened to the sky even before the inferno was unleashed.

My friends arrived shortly thereafter. Disoriented, losing too had fallen off the refuge. The dismay was even printed on their faces.
Scoffing all the sun shines again as if nothing had happened.

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Saturday, January 6, 2007

Real Gropping Chikan Japan

The secret

Majella: there is a big secret among the rocky gorges. A narrow hole forces on all fours towards the unspeakable. Neither a signal or sign; sinter the show is the prerogative of a few (?), Elected the word lucky.


There is silence inside, there's silence outside. But they are two different silences. That the cave is muffled, out of time and space, interrupted only by a drop falling at regular intervals; a different dimension that seems ignore the passing of the hands. With little in respectful silence, we forget it's raining outside or if it's sunny, if it is morning or afternoon, if it is winter or summer. (But the latter's' if 'we are not sure ... not even out of January 7 and we got into the T-Shirt!)


"Beautiful you'?" - I say just come out - "But ... I recommend not to tell anyone."