Sunday, December 16, 2007

Star Trek Armada 2 For Sale

December, snow and bike will be a little strange ....

This morning, woke up at eight, I look sleepy on the balcony, still undecided whether to keep Natasha company in its output in the woods with a friend of Vairano, this Raymond.


few seconds are enough to convince me to defy the cold temperatures that I am sure I'll find along the way we're going to go, but the clarity of the sky, and the thought of being able to hear the sound of the snow that "crunches" in your tires and cheered me convinced to start preparing.

go down to the garage, between the equipment and peach motorcycle you need to get dressed!

Dainese Pantalone heat, thermal shirt from Diadora running, and then on to follow all that usually use in winter, with additional final Spidi gloves H2out (- 15). decked out with the Michelin Man, I climb into the car and I went toward Cassino.

-2 casserole, cold is felt great, I begin to doubt the choice, considering that my influence on me has skied a couple of days. However, timely arrival at the shop (Bikextreme) I get the kids ready and waiting. BigLuciamo, Simba and Raymond, a friend of Simba Vairano who wants to know our Pineta.


heavy bicycle (on loan waiting for my new 2008 ... Reign
hope ....) and so on towards the church of Cerreto, parking and saddle up at the entrance Colle Cazziglio conveniences in a classic Christmas ...



We take the path in a surreal atmosphere in a silence broken only by my "snort" (they are harnessed so that I can not even move my joints ...) and the noise of the snow under the wheels Bike.

Natalino mumbles rumbling (!) Raymond wheel and Luciano and I follow. stops are wasted, with the excuse of the photos, unless someone fool announced .....



Big Luciano ....



on arrival at Colle Cazziglio stop tactic to decide where to sfrantumarsi (Hard and slippery ..... brrrr) photos, media control, because you know how it works, between professionals and the details are all




way up to the High Valletta ...... ...




We come out in the absolute space of the old tank, with yet another photo of ritual, a little refreshed general (urine, water, cleaning cleats and shoes) and again in the direction of Valletta.



finally arrived at the entrance of the valley, preparing to face the long-awaited descent to the parking machines. We protect ourselves and then recommend how the situation down, prudent for the fund but decided and happy.
The entrance to Valletta, strangely virgin passages (the photographer, myself, the fund has caplestato first snow ....) invites us, and us, happy as children we throw inside enjoying the pleasure of the descent.



Next, we take the Area51 and then a section of the RIP, which brings us back to the machines. Obviously the photos are missing here, but trust me, the snow-covered pine forest is a sight not to be missed, especially in areas where humans have not yet put down his foot!

E 'was a wonderful experience that made me revive a strong desire to return to the limestone slopes, as soon as possible.

the next guys!

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Difference Between Af And Pregnancy

... they have tits or wheels it makes no difference: they will give you problems!




If we reflect a bit about this expression, it is easy to smile when we find ourselves on it, but not too deeply, not too deep within us, we know that this is so, then ... they have tits or wheels it makes no difference: they will give you problems!

of us, at least, has not been found in a condition in which an expression such as "all are equal", or "usual, you leave at the time of greatest need" makes its way slowly, and then flows out violence in all its stark evidence from our lips, clamped in a healthy expression of disgust?

Well, usually the insult is directed toward those people and things that have occupied in our lives (at least so far), a clear and definite place, a place of absolute importance, a place that, after the symbolic attributed to the mother, is untouchable by all, unreachable by friends and family, lovingly preserved, cuddled up in disgust.

You, you've always given the best of yourself, always putting their needs first, a wash delicate in all its parts, a present every now and not to disfigure it, beautiful walks in nature, or, perched in the majestic trees, to watch the sunset with its many nuances, meetings with friends, activity holiday, without a moment's rest.

I mean, you put it all there, do everything possible to not only bring out a moan, you're always ready to answer them ...... then, then suddenly, just when you think you're the happiest man of the earth ..... sbadabumm , you get the blow, unexpected, violent, and you get your ass on the floor, left foot as the last of the losers, you look around and not see anyone who can explain why this sudden abandonment, find only the faces of your friends you look, shaking his head, like so many Torquemada your waiting for a confession, and you will feel it in your brain, you hear their voices pronounce sibilants those damn four little words, you feel that buzz incessantly: we tell it to you .......... you never wanted to hear.

Ed and I start to go over them slowly in your mind recent events, I see them again, all as a movie in slow motion trying to find out how and where you were wrong.

must have been when you did not believe the chain should be replaced or repaired when you reassembled the camera 16 times, or will have been when, despite his warnings, you're sneaking out to make you miss the tour with friends, or when You said you never, ever would have paid him all that beauty that intervention sue amiche hanno fatto, e che ha loro cambiato la vita, perchè a te, lei, piaceva così ( in effetti gli sarebbe proprio servito quell'intervento, ma 5,000 euro onestamente sono una bella cifra, sai cosa ci puoi comprare....).

Bho, valle a capire.

Di una cosa però sono sicuro, loro, sanno già come andrà a finire, sanno già tutto in anticipo. Ti danno un pò di contentini giorno per giorno, ti fanno credere di essere tu quello che domina, ti portano su alle stelle, e ti fanno poi rotolare a valle come un sacco di niente, insomma giocano, giocano e si divertono.

Ma una cosa non sanno, non sanno che in fondo, è proprio quello che noi vogliamo, giocare, giocare più a lungo possibile, giocare per sentirsi vivi, per sentirsi veri, e se questo vuol dire cambiar giocatori, ben venga, anzi, sai che noia sarebbe altrimenti!!









Sunday, December 9, 2007

Amsterdam Interactive Tram Map

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