Bye bye, reader

I don't know when I'll be back to post on this blog.
My office will shut down and I have no place to connect to the web.
I'm trying to get ADSL at home (do you name ADSL a 1200Kb download band in America and England too?) but it seems to be a bit more difficult than I thought.
Gentle ladies, interesting men, I have to greet you.
I hope I will come back very very soon, but I cannot grant anything. It's such a sad thing. I'll miss you! Come and visit me sometimes, I'll do my best to post something as soon as possible.
I want to greet even who has come to this blog without the intention. I want to greet everyone. I want to be there, and hug each one of you.
I'm starting to become too much sentimental, it's better I stop writing now.

Blogexplosion

I'd like my weblog could be visited by tons of visitors. How can I make it become more popular? I have a lot of chances... This is the last one I found, thanks to Garrison (you find the link to his blog on the right, I don't remember the address.

There are also a lottery to gain more visits, and a lot of misterious winners... it sounds weird but is quite funny. You gain credits visiting other blogs, so... the more you peek around, the more extra visitors you'll have. I found a way to waste time while I will not have a job.
(But there are hopes I won't be without it for a long time...)

On rent

The owner of the office where I'm still working (and will do it till Friday) put a "on rent" advice on each window of the office (we're on the first floor, we are able to move motorcycles inside and outside the office, so anyone who pass here can see these advices).
I feel without the ground under my feet. They moved even some desks and archives. All the pictures on the wall were brought away, too. I'd like to cry, but fortunately I've got too many things to do to waste time in such an unuseful thing.
Sometimes the owners enters with someone who will rent this office. What there will be here?
Nothing as interesting as a motorcycle mag, you can bet on it.

My last picture

It's not a great pic, but it's the most recent I have!
My chief did it. I don't love him too much, as you may suppose. It's not a great shot but there's my new pink hat, I really love it. It's so warm, wool outside and other wool, white and thick, inside.
Run away... I'll finish this post on monday... distiller is getting my mac slow slow slow.
It's finally monday... I've got a lot of work to do... but I found a pair of minutes... enough to add a couple of rows to the text and to make it suite to the image!
My chief did this pic, I said... I was a few ashamed, I didn't "give myself" to the camera... you need to thrust who's shooting at you to do this!

It's all Greek to me!

Now I'm very interested in history. So I told mom to buy for me some history books... now in Italy there are two daily mags that edit them, as an "attachment" (don't know the right word, and I feel to lazy to search it).
They are huge books, each one describing the history of a century or of a people.
I only had the time to start reading the one of the Greeks.
I found it very beautiful, but then, going on reading, I found a chapter very slow to read, about pottery and metals and other manufacts. The why is that it was of another writer.
So I started getting info about the good author, Peter Levi. And discovered he wrote a romance, The Light Garden of the Angel King. Did he wrote something else in English? I know about a history atlas, this romance and a few poetry.
I suggest you to read something about him!
If you look for a better description about the book (I didn't read it, but soon will do so) you can find it here.
I put on line the Italian cover... hope you will forgive me, I don't wont to charge another pic on my web space! And, I found amusing to see different covers. In the future I will show an example of differences, it's a promise.

You are the perfect drug

What's the perfect drug? I have my own idea about it.
My drug is to dance. If I can scream too, it's better.
Friday I passed all the night dancing. It was a while I didn't this, because my boyfriend doesn't love to dance and I don't love to see him sitten on a chair with a beer and a bored mood, and he even doesn't look at me.
I didn't stop one minute. The nicest moments are when I lose control, look at the ceiling or at the floor, and when my eyes come back to a normal front view, what I see is not what I expect, because I turned too much and my balance is gone.
To lose control. There's nothing better. There's nothing that makes me feel more free.

How programmers waste time

Have you ever wondered how a programmer could spend his night when he stays asleep? I am sure he thinks where he can put some oddities in his programs, esp if they're important and used as MS ones, or Adobe.
If you are curious about this, you can see a lot of those experiments in Egg Heaven, a strange paradise full of bugs and similar.
In these days I'm a websurfer, and communicate my discoveries... if you would like me to talk about anything else, just suggest!
Just add a memorial that appears in Photoshop when you digit Verdanafrancis in the font box then close the window...

Change religion

Hi guys! Netsurfing near and far I found two amusing way to change your opinion, and the one of other people! They are quite different... Plug & Pray suggests you how to change others mind, whether Church of Steelle is an original, well based new religion. Only a suggest to Steelle... plz refer to the basic principle in the site... you showed them in your blog, why don't in the Church Official Site? How do you think you can have new subscribers? (To subscribe a religion... it sounds weird)

A year has gone

Now the fog dominates upon everything, possesses houses and streets and it seems that had stolen the heart to people that forget to be gentle with stranger.
Last year, in the same period, weather was kinder.
It was evening, I was in a hurry, I was hungry, and tried to shoot the clouds near to the horizon.
If I'll try to do something similar this evening, all I will be able to catch are rain, fog and cold.

Blogmania

I know I have no time, I know I don't use properly English language, I know a lot of things. But there's a weird dream I have.
Bloggers of all countries, I'd like to found a common blog, a place with a common topic where there are lot of members that partecipate. Have you got a topic you would like to talk about?
I'd like also to keep some 2-members blog, where exchanging one-o-one ideas, suggestions, and anything else, just like in usual mails. It's a kind of public mails, but it sounds nice!
What do you think about?
Have you ever thought to do this?
Did you success?

A world of curses and chains

A night, last winter, I started reading the first 10 issues of Spawn, a Comics by Todd Mc Farlane. My Gosh, this Al Simmons, involved in an evil tie with Malebolgia, fascinated me so bloody much! His chains, his continued thoughts about her wife, the sadness because she is married with his friend Terry... It's simply marvellous!
I've fallen into this world. Started seeing chains in real life.
Then discovered a few about Todd Story. He founded Image Comics to treat right all the people who was exploited by majors like Marvel. But then tried to exploit others, too. The machine doesn't work. Who gains money always wants to gain more.
I promised to myself I'll read something by Neil Gaiman, one of the persons that Todd used too much.
I feel just like I was betrayed.

I hate you so much right now

Oh no, I'm not in heart troubles just like Kelis was when singing this song (now she's so good-looking, but too popular! and too basing everything on her sexuality!).
I do hate Tweety, this yellow bird that says only stupid things (in Italy... "Mi è semblato di vedele un gatto" - It seems there's a cat - he transforms r in l... in English perhaps r become v...). I don't know why, but if someones makes me a gift involved with Warner Bros cartoons, there's always Tweety. Cannot they give me a Taz accessory?
I do hate Diddl too, for other reasons. He's not so unkind just like Tweety, but all penpals I had got crazy for his stuff... letter sheets, peluches, pens... everything. I don't like when you must love something to be uniform to a certain class. My Gosh... there are plenty of cartoons, why Diddl? Because he's nice and polite? I'd like to see those shy girls (who doesn't have the courage to see the real world and pass all their time to write letters) when a real white mouse walk by their feets.
Do you know a thing? I prefer Jerry the Mouse.

I'm a maniac...

maniac...
Not only for 80's sound tracks... (This is the one of Flashdance) but also for Dance Dance Revolution, Pump It Up, and all dancing machines on this universe!
Have you ever seen one of them? You must jump, stepping on the arrows following the ones that you can see on the coin-op screen.
It's very nice, it helps to lose weight (I do need to, as my boyfriend often remembers me), and you may know lot of people with the same passion!
It's a childish game, but I DO LOVE IT!
Remember... shy people, don't try to do this if you want to remain shy!
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I added a pair of pics... so you can understand what I am talking about!
These pictures are not the best... hope they're enough!

A pair of keys

September has just gone. What did it remain? It remains the keywords that Shinystat registered for me. This blog is born three weeks ago, and didn't have a lot of success.
It seems noone is looking for something I talk about. You simply search someone else. garrison steelle, who I find lovely, and scott peterson murder trail update 2004. I must confess this research scares me a lot. Never talked about him? Who is this person? A killer? The killed one?
Perhaps next time someone will search something about me, or about what I said. In my Italian blog I have about one hundred of keywords per month... there you can find the weirdest things. Are you curious about it? If you are, I'll try to translate some for you, so you'll know a bit of my Italian alter ego, too!