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"Hai 5 minuti?"


When you ask this question is another reality: your partner will actually serve at least 15. You know why? He has no perception of time, the smaller the request, like "you have a minute or two?" The bigger the lie, he needs an hour. There you have you? Where? You tell me? As a child, for the first time in front of the mirror asks, "Who's that guy?" As there are people who can not give a name and a surname to go by. Late as usual, say "five minutes and added" we do not and will never do it when they arrive at the restaurant are still in the cell with the waste of their reduced life a brandelli, si perdono i pezzi, lasciano la bava dietro come le lumache. Stiamo parlando delle stesse persone che, stupidamente invitate da voi a cena, non appena gli aprite la porta d’ingresso non riescono a finire una frase per spiegare (e in realtà è una giustificazione) come mai hanno portato quella determinata bottiglia di vino, tre ore sul produttore, sul vitigno, sulla vendemmia, sul vinattiere, TUTTO SULLA PORTA D’INGRESSO! E tutti insieme a reggere quella bottiglia, voi con le vostre mani e lui con le sue, e magari è di prosecco che, nel frattempo di questa inutile spiegazione, SI SCALDA. Invece basterebbe dire “ecco una boccia di prosecco!” Due secondi. Grazie! Aprila! Finito! Passiamo ad altro, really important, right? Maybe! You can not make a general question that comes a detailed account of the last 5 minutes, lived by them, and our 30 to listen to those who restores them to us? In short, these remnants of adolescence should be taught the proper conduct of an evening at dinner, not to damage the normal flow of thoughts of all the others, first of all of us. It's a simple rule: the menu goes hand in hand with gossip and arguments. Appetizer (pre-sliced \u200b\u200bsausage, slivers of parmesan cheese, Greek olives nice big greasy) or greetings and "how are you all right, I'm in shape, this skirt where did you get it, you're fine." You can redo the dialogue between Carlo Verdone and Mario Brega, "as I know '' ste olives? Greek, "a classic, always works. First course, or the comments of the news of the week: "crazy stuff, but how do they go on (no matter who, like you never understand), you've seen gasoline? And the mortgage? You know a friend of mine went to the bank to the renegotiation did a fart and then he ...". Main course, it goes in depth with gossip about mutual friends, "did you know Charles? Allowed herself. Or rather have you left, but sure, poor thing, put yourself in his shoes ...". Sweet secrets and problems of life in general: is this and only this, the ONLY momento in cui il vostro amico potrebbe parlare delle frattaglie della sua vita con aneddoti sulle chiavi, sui cellulari, sui portafogli con documenti e carte di credito, tutti invariabilmente persi per mille stupidi motivi. Invece starà parlando al cellulare con il figlio che già non vuole più vederlo per gli stesso motivi. Quindi, se vi cerca esordendo con un bel “Hai un minuto?”, la risposta sarà una sola: “NO!”.

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Happy Women's Day!

take advantage of on 8 March to do my very best wishes to all women!

I hope you will not ever be reduced to having to sell your body.

I hope you never have to fight twice a man to reach half of its result.

I hope you will not ever suffer violence of any kind.

I hope you will be fine as you are beautiful inside out.

I hope you will be appreciated as you are and not how you appear.

May you experience the extreme joy of giving birth to a new life .

I hope you will always be master of voi stesse. 

Vi auguro di rialzarvi sempre ogni volta che cadrete. 

Vi auguro di innamorarvi intensamente e profondamente. 

Vi auguro di poter sempre sorridere.

Vi auguro di godervi la gioia della femminilità senza sopportarne i dolori.

Vi auguro che ogni giorno possa essere la festa della donna:

vi auguro di essere e restare sempre e comunque donne!

_Rici'86_

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Re per una notte


Nel 1983 ci fu un weekend al cinema nel quale uscirono due film che trattavano entrambi di show business, più esattamente del “sogno” di questo mondo pazzo dello spettacolo: il primo narrava un modo per entrarci da professional school or doing something that looks like "Friends" without even knowing what it was, the other narrated the method of mythomania to bring the star of the show believing that they can sustain their own lives, but by parasites. One was "Flashdance" signed by Adrian Lyne, the future director of "Fatal Attraction" and "9 weeks and 1 / 2", the other was "The King of Comedy," directed by Martin Scorsese, the director of the masterpieces of American cinema. Everyone wanted to deceive themselves, for an hour and a half at least, on whether their future life style american dream, impossible to us in Italy: study hard maybe one day someone in order to become dance. One Friday in September in 20 years with dreams to chase. Even damage to the output with known people with just a film for a few connoisseurs (bloodbath in the world) is just what happened preferred, or rather impose, "The King of Comedy" which was still in a that Robert De Niro. This film, really loved all the children as wretched by its director, had the characteristic to take a picture not only to real mythomaniac living with anxiety their possible contact with the object of their attention, but to portray all of us who willy-nilly down the street if we meet someone we recognize that we act always as a visitor to the city zoo. Have you ever that? It does not seem real and we approach this as a holy grail asking for a picture "for the boy," as an excuse, in reality we are ashamed to show what a world of emotions unleashed in our subconscious: He does not know, but we seem obvious, no? I cried! YOU ARE A LEGEND! I laughed! YOU ARE GREAT! No, he does not know and did not even want to know, he's just doing the shopping, like all of us that we are revealing in his eyes: the poor souls who are lost in a swoon ...
In Rome these days, there was Martha Argerich, the greatest living pianist that plays the third concert of Prokofiev with the same peace of mind that we use to throw the pasta. There is a disk questo III e del Concerto in sol di Ravel dove lei e un giovanissimo Claudio Abbado appaiono in copertina sul pianoforte a parlarne: lui a braccia conserte, lei con una sigaretta in mano. Sono andato in mezzo a dei pazzi che le urlavano tutto il loro amore, mentre lei appena uscita dall’ennesimo trionfo, dopo averlo suonato davanti a 3000 persone chiedeva solo un bicchiere d’acqua e di fumarsi una sigaretta in terrazza. Li ho odiati, ma ero come loro: un pazzo mitomane. Con una sola differenza: loro avevano visto “Flashdance”, io “Re per una notte”. Basta?

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My life is not complete. And I never want it to be!

La mia vita non è completa, e non voglio che lo sia.

Se fosse completa finirebbe la tensione della ricerca, lo stimolo a superare i miei limiti, la voglia di imparare, il desiderio di conoscere me stessa e il mondo.

Io non voglio una vita completa, ma una vita da completare, un infinito puzzle a cui, aggiunta una tessera, se ne possono aggiungere altre dieci, cento, mille.

Vasco diceva " voglio una vita spericolata [...] voglio una vita, la voglio piena di guai ".

Io voglio una vita viva. Voglio vivere, non semplicemente sopravvivere.

Voglio una vita dinamica, sempre in crescita, sempre in salita.

Non voglio la perfezione, mi annoierebbe troppo.

Le mie scelte di vita sono sempre andate in questa direzione: la ricerca di una completezza e di una perfezione che mai vorrò raggiungere davvero. E' più importante il viaggio della meta.

Ho scelto un percorso di studi, di vita, di lavoro, una prospettiva di futuro che mi permetta di non smettere mai di studiare, imparare, conoscere. Ho scelto una direzione che mi porterà a un obiettivo e al suo esatto contrario, che mi permetterà di viaggiare ma senza mai sradicarmi.

Sono un vulcano in eruzione e un placido fiume, sono una cascata impetuosa e un prato mosso dalla brezza, sono un'onda nella tempesta e una grande antica quercia.

L'ho già detto , sono una donna di contrasti, e non voglio ridurne nessuno a compromesso. Mai.

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The small museums: a reality to be exploited

read the latest issue of ArcheoNews, I found an article by Catherine Pisu entitled " Small and cozy, that is the winning strategy of mini museums " refers to the May 2010 conference, held at Museum of Villanova, " Museums welcoming: a new management culture for small museums . The event is not recent but it is the argument, alive and fresh.
Speaking of business models for museums reminds me of the ICOM VI conference I attended last November, also at that time there was talk of good governance, especially in times of crisis, trying to think a winning business model.
But something was missing in that match. I felt that the proposed strategies were not going right to the end. Here's what I missed! The fundamental distinction between large and small museums, and Milan was not held in due consideration, while the central theme of the conference of the MUV. Reading the accounts of that event, I'm so sorry not be able to participate.
The slogan of the conference can be summed up in "Small to the bottom", as pointed out by Giancarlo Dall'Ara. We must not forget that small museums are the real wealth museum in Italy, that in no other country there is a ubiquity of institutions of culture to equal la nostra rete di musei civici e musei privati.
I piccoli musei hanno grandi problemi gestionali, i soliti problemi di risorse che non mancano neppure ai più conosciuti cugini maggiori, ma presentano anche tanti vantaggi sia dal punto di vista della gestione che della fruizione da parte del pubblico.
Innanzitutto il patrimonio conservato nei piccoli musei non è certo inferiore per qualità a quello dei grandi musei, ma la fruizione di esso è ben diversa nei due casi: al Louvre si può vedere la Gioconda da una distanza di 5 metri per pochi secondi, come durante un rituale di venerazione di una reliquia in una cattedrale medievale, mentre in un museo che ha molto meno di 25000 visitatori al giorno le opere possono essere apprezzate in maniera più intima e personale e per il tempo necessario al loro pieno godimento, senza fretta, magari anche comodamente seduti in poltrona.
Spesso quando si chiede a una qualunque persona, indipendentemente da età e grado di istruzione, di associare aggettivi alla parola "museo", esso risulta un luogo polveroso, stantio, scomodo, freddo, distante. Pensate ai detti quotidiani: dire di una persona che è "da museo" non è certamente considerato un grande complimento.
Penso che per ripensare la gestione di un qualsiasi museo si debba ripartire da questa considerazione: il museo non deve più essere percepito come polveroso, stantio, scomodo, freddo, distante, ma al contrario come un luogo di cultura a tutto tondo, di conservazione but also of knowledge production and knowledge, close to the population and territory, in connection with the outside world and not closed in itself, not a place of ritual but really enjoyable and flexible.
So I'm in full agreement with the conclusions of the conference "Museums welcoming" the winning strategy is "to focus on attention to detail, to establish warm relations with the community and visitors."

The conference is a few months ago, but the argument will always be present. The museum will never stop to rethink itself, its role, its mission, its relations with the outside, with its interlocutors. Banish forever the static nature of institutions of culture, il distacco, lo stantio. Ridiamo all'antico, alla cultura, al sapere le connotazioni positive che avevano una volta. Facciamo un passo indietro per andare più avanti.
Ma soprattutto, prima di cambiare i musei, cambiamo la percezione che la comunità ha di essi.

Sul sito web del convegno trovate molto materiale utile da scaricare, dai files pdf degli interventi al materiale didattico. 

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Corto circuito


Finora non eravamo in grado di ragionare a bocce ferme, su uno dei più bei cortocircuiti mai visti e sentiti in tutta la vita. Mi riferisco ovviamente all’incontro durante il Festival di Sanremo tra Gianni Morandi, Elisabetta Canalis e Robert De Niro sul palco dell’Ariston quando Morandi in una parentesi del discorso ha chiesto alla Canalis: “Come si dice Taxi Driver in inglese?”. Premesso che la frase non ha alcun senso, solo oggi, una settimana dopo, siamo in grado di capire esattamente cosa è successo in tre cervelli: quello di Gianni Morandi, quello di Elisabetta Canalis e anche in quello di Robert De Niro! Cominciamo da quello di Morandi: nella mente onestamente sovraffollata da qualsiasi pensiero inerente al regolare svolgimento del Festival si è innescato un cortocircuito, in realtà nient’altro che a small mistake, a small slip of the tongue, a kind of misunderstandings. John really wanted to ask as Canalis had been translated in Italy the title of the 1976 film "Taxi Driver", directed by Martin Scorsese and written by Paul Schrader (future director of American Gigolo, just think '!) And not those that came out of his mouth. Canalis, who was not even born in 1976, said "Taxi Driver", making unintentional joke, beautiful (just because the movie was released in Italy with the same title), one of those worthy of applause, what a funny name wild card, as you say you tell the audience laughs, and 8 times out of 10 is also the applause. But while Elizabeth answered ITALIAN in "Taxi Driver", was actually the victim of another short circuit: taxi driver mentally translated from English into Italian "Taxi Driver", then thought "I do not remember this movie," and then thought " taxi driver as they say in English? By George, we never got, we have the driver! However I would say taxi driver, driver, driver, driver, yes, I would say so, taxi driver. " And he said. Correct answer and stop involuntary fantastic. Robert De Niro remains, that the actor par excellence and memorable role in "Taxi Driver" for precisely that in the ear Right had a headset connected to the translator and had left the scene live: so the two stereo channels. And he felt that. Left ear: "How do you say Taxi Driver in English?". Right ear: "How do you say Taxi Driver in Inglese?". Left ear: "Taxi Driver." Right ear: "Taxi Driver." Hearing thus the order: Gianni in Italian, the translator who translated the English John, Elizabeth, who answered in English Gianni thinking in Italian, the translator who translates from English to Elizabeth De Niro. What he thought De Niro in that second? Probably only this: "If you want to call a taxi say that the interview is over. Maybe I can catch the 23:45 flight of ...".

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Gianni e le donne


I tell you now that this post is a hymn. So it happens when you give a little 'well-being that you received during an hour and a half in the cinema. It is a hymn to the movie just came back from the Berlin Film Festival and showed how a man who wrote the screenplay for a movie like Gomorrah, tries to manage his relationships with women and is called just "Abbott and women" . When he came quell'ormai mythical "Pranzo di Ferragosto" , I was hoping to see as soon as possible to a Christmas lunch and maybe a third "Easter with whomever you want." It would have been too easy for a manufacturer to ask for them, and too easy for us to see them public. And then the second episode in the life of Gianni tells a truth that all men have in common that live on this planet Earth. It is the story of a man who spent the tasks "institutional" and then left the family home, you will find only other women of all ages, to manage it and send it to and fro on errands in a kind of a turn monopolies passing away each time by the little things to do, to Corto Lane to Victory Park. Are fragments a small fry, that of all days, which put together gives the entirety of a life. A life in the evening it is of course dinner in a restaurant, and if it happens at a restaurant, why not? Maybe in the company of two beautiful girls for an hour makes you think I want to spend the rest of the evening with you and instead have another appointment, and then ... "Maybe next time." Or a half-hour spent on a windowsill with a "whitebait" in hand, or rather a Chablis, watching those who pass beneath, and the head, for that brief period of time we leave, it is free to travel elsewhere, in a meadow of thought that would not otherwise have found: sono talmente poche le decisioni che prendiamo che quelle piccole è proprio meglio godersele. Tutte le altre le devono prendere loro: le donne della nostra vita. Del resto già Gassman l’aveva detto: l’uomo non può essere altro che un uccello che canta su un albero, tutto il resto lo possono fare le donne. C’è un trucco però. Accettare questa verità con filosofia, che nel caso di Gianni, è questa eleganza stratosferica che lui mette nell’accettare la vita come viene, con un sorriso che dietro ha una frase sola: “e vabbè...” (sottotesto: che ci vuoi fare? È la vita!). La verità è che Gianni Di Gregorio ci piace da morire perché è educato, gentile, lo vorremmo avere a casa, vicino in ogni situazione a rischio, pronto a risolverla con un consiglio che manco tua nonna sarebbe in grado di dare. E soprattutto con stile: su un autobus Gianni incontra una donna e scendendo la guarda ancora un attimo per vedere se riusciva a “portarsi a casa il suo sorriso...”.
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typically Italian art magazines: Artedossier, directed by Philippe Daverio

Stamattina ero in largo anticipo sulla mia tabella di marcia, quindi sono passata davanti a un'edicola e sono entrata alla ricerca di una rivista da leggere per passare almeno un'oretta. Ho dato uno sguardo alle copertine di riviste di viaggi, di informatica, di arte. Finchè la mia attenzione è caduta sulla copertina di Artedossier di febbraio, mensile che scopro diretto da Philippe Daverio. Un nome, una garanzia, è la prima cosa che penso. Rivista trovata. La compro e mi accomodo per iniziare la mia lettura.
Basta una scorsa all'editoriale per prendermi completamente tra le pagine.
Avevo ragione, Daverio è una garanzia. Di solito è difficile che di una rivista io legga tutti gli articoli dall'inizio alla fine: solitamente ci sono articoli che mi interessano fin dalla copertina e che leggo per primi and the rest is just peeled, independently by the topic of magazine in question. With Artedossier was not the case. I have not finished browsing all the pages because I could not go to the next without getting devoured every line of the previous year.
Interesting news, articles deep and involving, from classical mythology to contemporary art. The contents are very high level and very smooth, you read all in one go. And the formula of the file attachment, every time devoted to an artist or a movement, he quickly found my appreciation. Annex to the February issue, a dossier on Matisse and the Mediterranean: the theme of the Mediterranean is the thread around the February issue, the editorial Article - among the most interesting - Passions beef around the Mediterranean reading iconological myths of Europa and Io as engines of the world from the Mediterranean ' antiquity to the present.
E 'available for download the special exhibitions 100, guide to art exhibitions taking place in Italy and worldwide.
I think this magazine will enjoy the attention my future!

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After Gibbs' rules, the rules of Rici!

I am fond of the television series NCIS .
The characters are fantastic, I love them from first to last, each with its specific characteristics that make them unique and special: the passion for cinema Anthony DiNozzo with the penchant for beautiful women and the "rookie" computer expert Timothy McGee, the former Mossad agent Ziva David, and the Gothic lab technician Abby Sciuto, a forensic pathologist Dr. calm. Donald Mallard with his assistant Jimmy Palmer.
The team leader is the charming star of the show Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs, who coined 50 rules for his team, to be respected to the letter: The last ten are to be used only in case of emergency, while a 51 °, is added in the last episode of season seven. Some of these rules are nothing short of fantastic! We should all keep in mind.

Inspired by Gibbs during a conversation with a friend some time ago, I started collecting I also rules Rici! These are some of my typical characteristics of the main traits of my personality, the basis of my philosophy of life. As Gibbs
rules, they grow over time according to the suggestions of the moment. But, unlike Gibbs who has never placed its rules in a single library but keep in scattered notes, now that I collect my rules are all together.
Here's the first: You can see them as a sort of "instructions for the use of Rici" or general life advice.

# 1 In bag of a girl should never be missed: a flashlight, possibly dynamic, with a rib and a boxcutter, possibly multi-purpose.
# 2 worry about me only in two cases, if you do not eat and if they are too silent: the former worry about me, in the second case for you ...
# 3 Always keep in mind the third law of thermodynamics. # 4
always satisfy the lunatics in the exhibition of their folly, especially if the fool in question is me ...
# 5 The glass is always half full! ( The world is made to scale )
# 6 The important thing is to believe. Always. (I'm a believer )
# 7 Never groped to reduce their contrasts to compromise. ( This is Rici )
# 8 A woman multi-tasking and multi-functional and can do several things at once better than if the did separately.
# 9 If you do not feel you can not know!
# 10 should climb the mountains, and once at the top, enjoy the top for as long as possible. ( My happiness )

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Nel 1980, faceva caldo, usciva un disco con un titolo semplice “diana”, scritto in minuscolo, in copertina una bella signora in fruit bianca non stirata e jeans, ci sembrava una vecchia, che si manteneva bene, fotografata in un bianco nero molto cool da Francesco Scavullo, un fotografo di moda e di celebrities che all’interno della copertina, that opened in two as if it were a double, had another shot in color, with a dress, the better off, and a signature: Diana Ross. The album was produced by Chic that a few years earlier had invented the bass in all subsequent years they would then inspired. 8 pieces: 4 side A and side B 4 Basta. The first was "Upside Down", and go Well we remember all but the last of the first side "I'm coming out with a guitar began ordering the agreements on which 'is to sing that old is coming out, a drum solo goes its own way without understanding what has to happen, so that the piece never seems to start and finally, after 52 seconds, a voltage crazy, the bass part and then the piece.
Characters and performers at the time of this disc:
Singer: Diana Ross who was then 36 years, (looked like an old woman?)
Order: 28 Bernard Edwards, Nile Rodgers 28.
Photographer: Francesco Scavullo, was the oldest and had 59.
Buyer: I, 17.
And I'm here today 31 years later, to write about.

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Love is life - and life has something immortal

" not startle a shadow, not a whisper of excitement.
This report has the same passion of a pair of Red Kites.
I want someone to overwhelm you. I want yeast you, I want you to sing with rapture and dance like a d erviscio. Have a delirious happiness or at least not reject it.
I know that seems sickly sweet but love is passion, obsession. Someone not live without.
I say dive in.
Find someone to love who loves you to madness and the same way.
How to find it? Well, forget the brain and listen to your heart.
I do not feel your heart.
Actually, darling, is that there is no point living if this is missing.
make the journey and not fall in love deeply is equivalent to not live.
But you have groped, because if you tried you never lived. "

wish everyone to meet true love.
getting lost in the eyes of the beloved.
Di love a person more than his own life.
of being loved to death.
to sing with rapture and dance like a dervish.
to hear that all the world, everything you need is the person we love.
of dissolution for a kiss.
to feel full, knowing that he had found his half of the apple.
be happy beyond belief.
I know what I speak, I tried it. It's the best feeling you can experience in life. So it's worth even to suffer terribly.

It's just a coincidence that my message gets through the Valentine's Day.
Many consider this day pure consumerism, and I I have always been among them.
Valentine's Day is the feast of love, not for lovers.
is not a day that give flowers or chocolates, dinner by candlelight. ;
Valentine is a way of life.
Who is in love, truly in love, celebrating Valentine's Day every day.
We hope that you will always be Valentine's Day!

Always love,

and this is my argument:

love is life

and life has something immortal.

Emily Dickinson

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La nuova Fiat


This spot is currently seen by more than 6 million people, as well as whether those who are drunk during the interval of the Superbowl (broadcast it costs just 9 $ million: almost un'Olgettina). Advertise a car produced in the United States of America, and the scene is really a Chrysler 200, a car from old, led by a boy, Eminem, professional rapper. This guy, ex-toxic, converted to butter and cheese by Elton John (as usual, where there is drug, Elton comes to help you stop), and its patrol Detroit places of the heart, including the Ambassador Bridge, the murals, the monuments, the skaters on the ice, everything in a different lens, that of the voiceover that accompanies it: the speaker knows, it might be that of a Chrysler worker who all his dirty life has learned that the fire is burning in make the steel more strong, in a life of bolts, plates, grease, rags and hemp, in a word, hard work, as well as pints of beer drunk in bars around the factory there at the end of turn. After a tour in this city, where fog and smoke have no boundaries between them, the car stops at the Fox Theater where they are rehearsing the components of a gospel choir. The boy joined them on stage and announced peremptorily: "This is Motor City, this is what we do" and leaves. Final written: "The Chrysler 200 has arrived. Imported from Detroit. " Wonderful, thanks to this extraordinary voice with his usual poignant ceremonious American rhetoric, is to take seriously everything that bring in the American scene, from Oscar to the recitation of asylum. This spot is about history, their, car manufacturers, but also of pride, city, and it happened in Detroit, so much stress that they are not talking about New York or even Chicago, but of a city, Detroit, that has nothing to do with the luxury.
So, given that Chrysler and Fiat are now the same thing, why not a spot so we do too, in Italy? I already see it: the tune of "Everything else is boring," the Caliph, one of the boys and friends, or X-Factor through the streets around the Dora Riparia, passes Mirafiori, revolves around the Mole and the voice of a laid off in retirement preliminary phrases like "this is our history" (but of what? us that even if we manage to agree celebrate the unification of Italy). Still a few laps, the boy, after parking in the third row, enter the Teatro Alfieri, and a chorus to the tune of ours who sings "O sole mio" looks into the car and says in his brilliant Italian: "This is the Motor City This is what we do, no? "comes an inscription:" New Panda, imported from London. " How?

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Captcha yes, captcha is not it?

Captcha, that is the word verification that sometimes it is requested on a website to post a comment or validate a registration.
The idea itself is clever and useful: to prevent automated programs from acting on our behalf, then signing up on sites that do not interest us or blocking the sites of unwanted comments.
Even blogs hosted on Blogger, like mine, have the option captcha: You can activate it and then want to force anyone to comment on a post to add the magic word.
As in all things, there are pros and cons. The use of captcha, valuable in my opinion if you are recording to a particular web service, but in the long run is detrimental to the life of a blog.
The blog lives on not only posts written by the author, but especially the comments from other bloggers and visitors. A blog without comments is like a discussion forum with no answers at which point you might as well make some of the traditional static web page. I go to administer and some forums : I tried to think how it would be heavy usage with the introduction of the captcha. A real madness! Captain sometimes heated discussions and very active, quick as a voice conversation: die at birth if any response should occur in good faith with a captcha!
The same goes for what I think a blog. At the captcha
was also active on my blog, but long ago I also received an unwanted comment, real spam, and shortly after I read an article Robydick , reported on the blog Lara . I immediately agree on a blog that the word verification is more damage than a gain!
So how to avoid the invasion of spam?
Robydick to disable the anonymous comments: good advice! In fact on my blog "Chridhe Gàidhlig - Gaelic Heart" time ago I had happened to a real invasion of hundreds of anonymous spam comments, and I proceeded to immediately turn off the ability to registered users to leave comments.
this solution can also be a disadvantage, because they force their visitarori to activate multiple accounts in order to interact with different sites. Luck is that Blogger lets you choose between several popular and widely used account.
I hope that my decision to eliminate the captcha levying the approval of those who follow me. Personally, after weighing the pros and cons, you are encouraged to every blogger. Thanks Robydick and Lara!

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Le decisioni


Have you ever thought about certain decisions of your life? Have you ever thought without realizing that you could give some to turn your life over another, short of having taken a road, not necessarily wrong, but different? You know that there are different lives from yours, but much closer than you think, only for the different attitude that you may have in respect of that journey to the end that we call life? You know that there were men who found themselves four children by different women, who loved so different from each other, and today there are around four children who worship him anyway? There are men who have chosen a job after studying it for years and years and now seems to be the scariest thing in their lives. There are men who find themselves in un posto per il quale non hanno fatto niente e si guardano indietro e pensano che in fin dei conti va bene così.
È vero che le decisioni più importanti della tua vita le hai prese senza nemmeno renderti conto di quello che stavi facendo.
Quante sono le decisioni prese perbene, a tavolino, pianificate, volute, in una sola parola, “decise” che lasciano il segno nella vita di un uomo? Al netto di una vita di 80 anni? Due? Tre? Quattro? E quali sono? Il matrimonio? I figli? Un mutuo? E adesso che ci guardiamo indietro e le abbiamo prese, cosa pensiamo, cosa proviamo? Abbiamo fatto bene, abbiamo fatto male? Tua moglie: ci stai ancora insieme, o hai divorziato? E con tuo figlio? Pensi di essere ancora as a model for him when he was 10? Do you still look in the eye, tell us? He asks you for advice? The house you bought was the workshop of your life or just a place to sleep? I ask because I wonder if the walls in there about you and your history, moments that have passed between good ones and bad ones, including anniversaries and important dates. Once you have answered these questions, then ask yourself if by chance rather than three, four major decisions, maybe does not have counted as "small", taken daily, but which, all put together, have a change in your life. Some say that in reality there is another life inside of us, it's just very deep, and the one that decides for us. Without our control, which applies only to implement, practically a formality: the decision has been made, without us, without our apparent consciousness. This
wanted to tell you, because even now that I think, in reality, you've already decided.

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Ciarpame


Garbage. How else to define the stuff that we have at home under your eyes every day, but we do not use simply because we do not see? We are full of garbage, whose main defect is hidden until you let go, is that it has its own volume, takes place inside our house by removing the air we breathe. Among the thousand I can think of only three. The air fresheners for the home, which ones? Old ones are normal in a bottle with the sprayer? Those with a name like "pine" or "sea water" that you use only when a girl comes to dinner? Maybe those were just, let's not forget the new ones, advertised on TV, equipped with a infrared sensor, as a burglar alarm at the passage of a stranger, sorry, someone in the house, releasing a spray of automatic any essence that can always remember one of those that makes you a mechanic when you leave the car in for repair to the cry of her accommodation. Not to mention some of those 'more zen, with chopsticks stuck in a bottle Glass: go upside down every now and then, not every six months, but even once a day, sometimes. There was a time we can, never! Did you get those sticks in their hands like samurai who do so much as a house of Giorgio Armani and spitting them out all around, especially in the eyes, the essence of magic, you find yourself then for another six months on hand to rinse immediately, otherwise dangerous redness Armani Armani to let him do that. The svitatappi metal to open the tomatoes that you have given. Scene: the kitchen, interior night lighting. Sitting on a ladder from Ikea Bekvam € 8.99, squeeze between your knees a glass jar of peeled closed from fear to lead a professional brewing. Unable to open a mano. Mi ricordo di possedere quello svitatappi universale. Lo imbraccio come un mitra. Lo avvolgo al barattolo come un boa, lo strozzo al collo di “quel bastardo” in una mossa tipo discobolo di Mirone, funziona. Troppo. Il coperchio vola via come un frisbee lanciando schizzi di polpa di pomodoro finissima per tutta la cucina, in quel momento suona il citofono, è arrivata la ragazza. La cucina sembra un mattatoio ma lo spaghetto al pomodoro e basilico sarà da paura, anzi, da film horror! La ragazza accusa un lieve mal di testa? Eccoci in un balzo davanti al terzo ciarpame: la scatola delle medicine, sarebbe la cosa più bella che si ha in casa ma in realtà cosa c’è dentro? Niente di utile, è tutto scaduto. Rimangono instead of life available to the aerosol products, some herbal tablets for sore throats, eye drops, a syringe that scares you and see how the billions of lactic acid bacteria, living or dead, is the same. A never any pain. But at the bottom of this reservoir of good junk and useless check a packet of cotton wool. And you can think of only one thing: we hope that someone gets hurt, so use it!

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The world is made to scale ...

This post came to my mind commenting on another blog of my friend Lorelai. His talk about the ups and downs of life reminded me of the saying "The world is made to stairs, someone who goes down and there .

Now I've come up with the perfect illustration of this sentence: Ascending of Escher.
E 'which are known to all an optimist, that for me the glass is always half full, almost pieno.Quasi because things do not always go well, not always as they should go, how would you have imagined, as you wanted. disasters, misfortunes, mistakes ... many things can disrupt our way down the stairs of life, turning a gentle descent into a strenuous climb.
But the climb back to a descent is possible! Sometimes you need time, effort, compromise, but end everything can be fixed.
The world is made to scale, of course. But for future prospects.
Others see every goal in height, who has leveled before a gentle descent, who takes everything to light, those too seriously.
My perspective is this.
The world is made to scale as in Ascending of Escher. Look at a point on the scale: it is an uphill or downhill? What today seems like a climb, we may find tomorrow that it was rather a descent. Remember when learning the multiplication tables was a dilemma? Today maybe the problem is a university exam: after graduation, a day at work think you would prefer to support ten exams!
The world is made to scale, somebody goes down and there are those who salt.
And you? Go up or down?

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Un anno senza ponti


A year without bridges means a year without leave. And this year it went: it is the ruling made by those who, like a rodent, has scrutinized the new calendars that gave him the newspaper or the insurer, already I see me with those big teeth and claws out of breath running to flush out the dates in red in addition to Sunday, to attack us on a Friday or a Monday, or "GOL", a nice party on Wednesday, the highest, "with two days off cinqueggiorniasciàrm shoot myself ", which basically served as the director intended, to" switch off "but are really just one more way to escape from themselves. That's how you view this year's tragedy did not have to be placed next to a wild weekend. Tragedy because I hear them say: "Stay home? And what do I do? ". The lust for "leave" it seems to me that there is terror "remain," as if it were a tort or a crime or being excluded from a round that has the refrain every Friday to say: "Cheffài? Parts for uicchènd? ". Unfortunate answer is no. Stay afraid, we must face the reality of two days without working with the time it turns into a empty cornucopia of reading a newspaper with a little 'calm and not only for the obituaries el'oroscopo, or even a few pages of a book and not just the leadership of sky, go for a walk for the sheer pleasure of watching a ledge or a tree, or meet someone to really wonder how he is, become a fear, a danger to be avoided. If Franca Valeri says that today the real courage for a woman is to get a suit in the afternoon (and it would be the rule), let me add that even watching a friend in the eye now is an act of courage, without cell phones ringing with calls that refer to an unnecessarily "after" without a name. No, better to dive into a highway (in Rome are the two most popular alternative: the Aurelia or Pontina) with thousands of machines, by providing the most suitable time to leave "so as to avoid traffic," try General for the exodus of August, and find that everyone had the same thought, slapping their children to sit behind, which can be found for two hours without laptop or play without screens on the headrests of the parents to see great maybe a DVD pirate, never look his wife still calls all the mobile phone to arrange a movie with pizza or McDonald's to follow. Yet it would be just that free time should be used to understand what you really want out of life than the track that, perhaps out of necessity, he took reluctantly. Having fixed way of looking at a river, a group of old men playing bocce or a child who screams for a balloon, it could open a gap in our mind normally committed to a flow ordered by others, including email and sms . In this passage perhaps there is a solution or just an idea. Or if you just can not, console yourself: today is Monday.

I Need A Speech For My 60th

restyling the site of the Choir "Italo Timallo"

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the third redesign of the site Coro ANA "Italo Timallo" of Voghera (Pv) .
The new site focuses on images, with a menu that doubles as a banner: the image head is different for each page of the site, just move your mouse over the button to change it.
The photo gallery is more streamlined and easy to navigate, with photo albums divided for years.
bottom of each page I added the tool machine translation of Google Translate: Translation is not as precise as one made by a human, but at least suggests il contenuto del sito anche a chi non parla italiano.
Divertitevi a navigare il nuovo sito, ricco di contenuti, e non perdetevi la playlist video, con oltre un'ora di registrazione! La trovate linkata in fondo alla homepage oppure incorporata nella pagina "Discografia".

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writing and traveling without the hassle of baggage.

Appena ho letto questa frase di Emilio Salgari, mi ha subito arrivata dritta al cuore. 

Ogni libro è un viaggio, sia che tu lo scriva sia che tu lo legga. I libri ti portano ovunque, ti fanno compagnia, diventano tuoi amici: quando ne finisci uno è come se dovessi separarti da un amico. 

Con loro piangi, ridi, sogni, ti innamori, tremble, hate, angry, themes, you leave, you get closer. And you discover something more about yourself, as if the books do not tell their own story but your story, your life, your personality, your hopes, your sorrows, your successes.

I spent too long without writing. I do not know why, what happened to me.

Having started writing it was like to bring to light a part of me that has remained dormant for too long. How to retrieve a dear old friend. How to find myself and lose myself in the same instant.

It is said that human beings use only a small part of his brain is as if for a certain period of I used my life I had even less, putting in stand-by a slice of emotion and feelings.

Resume writing was like a limb awaken sleeping, how to reactivate the sensibilità.di shot. And 'if we now perceive as more feelings, more emotion, more details. I have a new outlook on me and the world, a new sensitivity. Or maybe I found my sensitivity.

than ever are aware that I do not want to repeat certain mistakes. They commit so many others, I know, but they do not.

I have no intention of losing myself.

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Passaparola


Did you go to the cinema yesterday? It was the perfect day! Preferably, the spectacle of 1830, so you can organize a pizza and then a good blow Reports that kills us or recording Fabio Fazio, better, and off to sleep because today, I remind you, it's Monday! And just this morning the pains begin to merchants and manufacturers when "Spizzo", as in a poker hand, the proceeds of Cinetel, which depend in the end, only one variable: word of mouth. Hope and fear of the debutantes of the old craft, what really? It is the chatter of a few seconds between a spectator and another, traveling her like a virus and as such you never know if survives, for better or for worse. There is no criticism or public scrutiny that take, it's just a thumbs down or up in an instant, the first weekend of release, decreed the success of a film, advertised or not. We see in detail a small number of examples starting with a title as it is crippled in front of the box office at the time of doing business, pace of lost time in useless meetings to find him: "Hereafter," for example, is only "4 places for Eastwood thank you, "and comments that generate any buzz is this:" Solemn, with a theme so slippery then, but aho Clint CIA 82 years, you realize? "-" And in fact he had to talk about the afterlife! "-" But it was the tsunami, crazy right? "-" I do not know, I am covered, I was too scared, I did not seen anything. " End, the film in the "buzz" is all about. Go ahead, "meet the man of your dreams" (which translated badly from the original "You will meet a tall dark stranger") at the box office, as usual, it becomes "Woody Allen". The final comment, for years now I have to say is always the same: "It's always the same story" - "Yes, but there's always that joke that alone is worth the price of admission "-" I understand, you have seen one, you saw them all ...". We continue with "Barney's Version" simply said "Barnet:" Nice, but I was not taken because sorry, but how do you take one so bad (that would be Paul Giamatti), but do not believe that he has never made with Miriam, the final one, the beautiful "-" Yes, but what kills you is cool, eh! "-" But the friend, what he shoots at the top, you see very well that he did not kill him, that is really cool! "-" And Dustin Hoffman? Always good, I '? Kill what has invecchiato però! Io me lo ricordo in Kramer contro Kramer che già mi sembrava vecchio!”. Il film di Stephen Frears, “Tamara Drew”, al botteghino è diventato “Mara qualcosa”: “Vabbè la storia è tratta da un fumetto, ma tu l’hai visto?” - “Ma che il giornaletto? No! Ma il film com’è?” - “Così...”, questo “così” è accompagnato da una faccia che nemmeno una minestrina fredda riuscirebbe a suscitare. E quindi “Che bella giornata” diventa semplicemente il film di Checco Zalone: “Me so’ morto dalle risate!”. Totale: 32 milioni di euro. Che vorrà di’?

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Metti una sera a cena


"Put one evening at dinner," one of the greatest titles ever invented, a play and later film by Giuseppe Patroni Griffi, the great writer and director who died five years ago, is the exercise that we should do in these January evenings forwarded. Putting the soul in peace with the calendar which does not provide more long weekends with bridges of any kind (thank goodness, but we'll talk again), we must sit down to think, finally, to organize a dinner with as it should calls for reasoned, precisely, and not as muddled as ever with mitigating excuses should be called, like "do not call ever - I have to reciprocate - but what how can you not invite? - Is always alone - always asking me - poor guy, I'm sorry "to end with:" what is bona his wife. " No. This evening at my house I want to invite someone to dinner to give me something for the soul, an opportunity for reflection, which tells something of himself, which puts a question insightful, able to make a sound argument, someone who throw on the table, like a raise in the dark, an important subject. Organise a table is an art which is spoken only in the books of Benedetta Craveri the French salons of the time of Madame du Deffand. But then there was television, which imposed the umpteenth night in front of screaming Big Brother there was only a fireplace that was losing its glow, were left to imagine any clothes, and wanting to lose those meandering speeches unleashed crazy just to seduce! Put assorted good people at lunch and then became an obligation under pain of boredom. Then take advantage of this worm in January and try to stage a "place one evening at dinner with, say, Valentino Garavani and ask how the hell invented that has run its" red ", becoming the" red Valentino " , so next Giorgio Armani (where else could meet the two kings of Italian fashion than in a home that does not know anyone?) to ask counter as he has become invented his "greige" (a mixture of gray and beige) that does not exist in nature, not a color provided by the prism. For two tailors who dress and dress as they should be taken two that have nothing to do but that style has to do all along: Adriano Panatta, scicchissimo in his casual outfits and ask him how he invented the "veronica" that is the backhand volley, which so many have tried to imitate without success, and then Gianni Boncompagni, always in suit, the man who invented the "Tuca Tuca" 40 years ago and even today is still played and danced . At this point it takes a girl, pretty, on the bocca di tutti con un argomento d’attualità, una che ha venduto ottocentomila copie del suo “cotto e mangiato” e chiederle qual è il segreto per vendere così tante copie di un libro di ricette facili quanto e più di un quattro salti in padella, per avere da Benedetta Parodi una risposta illuminante: “non lo so!”. Buona serata.

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The tree of my life

I feel like a tree.
time ago I thought that the larger part of me were my roots. I have strong roots, deep, well-welded to their land, eager to tap into what they can from the surrounding world that nurtures a long time.
But recently I have become more aware of the rest of the tree.
I have a trunk still thin but solid, sturdy, weatherproof a sometimes hostile world, with a strong but not rough bark and a tender heart, young and sensitive.
But the real novelty is the full awareness of my leaves. Are ricca di rami lunghi e carichi di foglie, di mille esperienze: i rami sono in aumento continuo, ce ne sono decine che stanno spuntando e stanno crescendo e tutti insieme si allungano e crescono e si moltiplicano come mai prima d'ora. 
Le mie radici sono solide e ben piantate nella mia terra natale, mai si staccheranno da essa, ma le mie fronde si protendono verso il cielo, verso la luce, verso la vastità del mondo circostante. Le foglie, intrise della clorofilla delle più diverse esperienze e conoscenze, si moltiplicano: nascono, crescono, seccano e cadono, ma per ogni foglia caduta tante altre sono in germoglio. Foglie di quercia, di acero, di castagno, di rovere e di mille altre tipi. 
Never gonna give my native land, will always be in my heart, I will draw from it that will always be my lifeblood. But my branches have to grow, they must expand into the sky, my leaves must increase, must increase in number and variety.
I've always said and I repeat: I am a woman of contrasts and I will not reduce to any compromise.

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Have a good day!


La storia della sveglia dell’iPhone che non ha squillato a mezzo mondo è molto più spaventosa di quello che sembri. Per chi non lo sapesse, dalla mezzanotte del 1° gennaio 2011, infatti non ha suonato la sveglia a TUTTI I POSSESSORI di un’iPhone 3, con il nuovo sistema operativo installato. Chi possiede l’iPhone 4 (con alcune eccezioni: la sveglia ripetitiva), può evitare di leggere questo pezzo, ma già che ci sta, magari si troverà d’accordo con me nell’assunto iniziale. Infatti una sveglia mancata non è uguale a non trovare sul cellulare l’ora solare rimessa in automatico, siamo ancora troppo abituati a farlo a mano con gli altri orologi di casa o con quelli da polso. Ma la sveglia no. Se non suona è una tragedia. Possono saltare appuntamenti, anche di lavoro, con pericolose reazioni a catena (mica solo per sentire il Concerto di Capodanno!). Con la sveglia non si scherza. E vabbè che se è DAVVERO importante, di sveglie se ne mettono due, come a dire che se una non funziona “almeno there is the other ", including putting more" uncomfortable ", not just a slap violent silence her. But who has an iPhone could not imagine, until a few days ago, that they will ever have a similar problem. Here, therefore, that, perhaps for the first time, an operating system, common to millions of mobile phones in the world, from New York to Cantuccio Ermen, decided for the lives of all its owners, with variations ranging from Neil Simon comedy at the American to the Greek tragedies to Sophocles, in the range of knowledge. An operating system has decided, or rather was wrong, not us. It's just an abbreviation (IOS 4.2) with the code inside, something with which we can not bear to take. You can not protest, one can only hope that the reparations with a "string" as soon as possible. But if he stands out in mind to do something that we do not expect, just like erasing "that" picture of our son, do not even restores a roll back, as was once the Kodak. This reminded me of another panic international adventure that we all lived together without distinction, a sort of "level" of Toto, when at 3:20 am on September 28, 2003 in Italy went to the electric power (c and Rome ' was also the first sleepless night!). Sunday morning all found themselves without the opportunity to hear from someone, if not this bad sentence: "I also do not have it be light". And in that situation who won? My mother, for example, who had a radio, of course, but by battery, the so-called "radio", and that therefore allowed to reply in triumph to my question "what happened?". From that day without a "radio", you remember, was born just in 1895, can not live. In conclusion: there will come a "blow" that do not yet know the nature, including, for example, with Facebook? Who knows? In the meantime, believe me: you buy an "alarm clock", those in charge and put it there where it belongs: on the bedside table!
PS: Happy New Year, if you woke up!