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financier of the genesis of the Goblin, or biologically Laplace

The Goblin is a creature of chaotic , likes to make casino, destroy things so stupid and very funny, and build complex contraptions for pleasure. Contraptions that perform functions more or less useful, but sooner or later explode loudly, so much fun. But how did the goblins? The first goblin is called Laplace certainly, I decided I at this time, but Laplace is not known, it is not like Adam, everyone knows who he is. No. Laplace did not know anybody, it is revered and respected, especially because until now no one knew of its existence.

I Nanin are organized in a rather neat, if we are Teutonic. Engaged in activities of engineering, to dig mines, build vast underground cities, full of tunnels. Planning wonderful inventions that make the world better. They love their beer and healthy carriers of a beard, male and female .

The monkeys live tribes in the wild, and their only purpose is to follow the most primal instincts of each animal, with the addition that cause great pleasure in doing casino indiscriminately, destroying property and undermining the foundations of the pre-established power. The king of the monkeys is never safe. It 'a very dangerous job to do the king of the monkeys. I do not think I would. Although - for how long - to be quite amusing.

So that one day of Nanin had the dubious idea of organizing a party alcohol in the forest . It 'been a party quite joyful and otherwise sober, like any self-respecting party, as each party dwarven . But the forest is inhabited by monkeys, it's their territory, their private domain of unchallenged, naïve, and sparkling stupidity.

Then the monkeys attacked . It happens that one of these cute little animals pelosille drink a little 'sound nanicissima beer, and his world changes. Improve . Time a few minutes and already the first ingravitato Nanino. Bearded, of course. The dwarfs, amazed by each other, understand what is the right thing to do, and begin to pour beer on monkeys, to feast with them, and covet their women. From this shaky orgy born in a short time of the happy creatures, usually green for some reason. I honestly do not know why Nanino and monkeys were genetically compatible, in fact I know: because it is more fun.

The people born in this way they obtained a mixture of ways of perceiving the world and live the life of the two mixed breeds which were created, and so were born the Goblin. The best of both worlds, some would say. Creatures lovers casino and destruction, with a passion for dangerous inventions. How nice to think these things through Golden Virginia, with Beck's.

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I nimbly towards orange Argothia up, my mac. The entire keyboard is covered with orange liquid into large pieces, no sugar added, but already has her sticky.

now in intensive care, where it will probably a few hours, waiting to be defibrillated and led, hopefully, back to life. All

nervous relatives waiting for the outcome of the iBook, which is still in danger list.

PS: until I get a new mac, I will use as little as possible is icq msn is because "Adium> all". I am always on gTalk, if you have not already, abbiatelo!

UPDATE!
The good news is that it turns on and seems to work.
The bad news is that it is inconceivable to use it without having to remove and clean, because many keys are absolutely spot-on, sticky, and more when they press out the smell of orange.

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Where were we rimascinque times, yes? Pixelated images on paper. Ecce homo homini

Genoa Brignole station Today I tried to buy an international ticket. Eventually I succeeded, but it was absolutely non-trivial task, which would transform any person who does not hold peace of the Buddha in a raging lunatic, and eager to eat their brains and others.
which also tells me that if one eats the brain does not feel bad because they do not own touch in there. I really do not want to do the test, and are a bit 'embarrassed at the idea.

ATM 6
I was with Pellyons and a friend with no nickname so I can not mention, they took their ticket counters at the event after his tail, and then I slipped I

"You can do international business?"
"Eh, you should go to the door 4, but see"
(a few minutes of negotiations)
"No, no, go to the door shines 4"
"k"

ATM 4
I tail. It is important to note that I make the tail.

"Should I make a ticket for Horb, Germany"
"mmmh"
"mh?"
"Let's see ..."
Crush random keys and imitating a monkey. No not really happen but it would be nice.
"No, I can not, you have to go over the counter 8"
But. .. But no, Lorenzo, not thinking. You are in a station, you've worked, you know how it works. Not a stupid soldier Gallico crushed by the Romans. Quiet, and do as they say.
"Ok"

ATM 8
Hey the door 8 is closed! Let 7, by.

ATM 7
I once again the tail. The door is slow, and a chick is complaining that the door is slow, because there is another chick that are trying to do something for some time. The tail moves. The chick who complained is a bit 'casino and is in danger of missing the train, but it is interesting. Here comes my turn.

"Horb, Germany"
"Hmmm"
"..."
"is that you should go for this one at the counter"
I'm not kidding. It really happened. I am a very patient person.
"I have sent from 6 to 4, 4 and they sent me here"
"Ah. You have not enabled .. I'm going to ask for a moment." Skip
not too long.
"Follow me beyond"
It makes me a sign through the glass, we head next door 1.

speak at a safe distance with a guy that probably was the shift manager. I explained politely (not true) I need to know exactly what train to take, because they find it hard to calculate. He invites me to go to customer support.

Customer
Again queue. Not too much, but it is the fourth time in line to do the same thing. It is not pretty.
manage to find the train, yes, here it works fine, I have no complaints, no. I think. I mean, aside from the railroad fat that I hear "April 30, 1945, a great loss for humanity" . Not exact words, the concept was. I just spoke of Mussolini. Instead he spoke of Hitler. Even in Germany the trains arrived on time? Here we come again, I know, eh. Just to point out.

ATM 8
Oh, he thinks, have just opened and there is no queue. Can we make the ticket. In ten minutes or so, I'd say. Oh, yes, because the door was not enabled and the way he went after the Zurich to do "there." And the lady in line behind me moved to the next row, stealing the way to a man, rightly angry. Also wanted to be right. Mah

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Truth or Freedom?

is a question of speculation, mind you, a bit 'utopian if we . But it is an important question. Those who prefer to have the truth at the risk of silencing voices as possible right? Those who prefer to give all the freedom possible, the cost of being inundated by a tidal wave of bullshit and falsehood?

I have a strong sense of honor, justice, and for me the truth is essential. They are ideally dictatorial, and I see democracy as nothing but a dictatorship of the majority - but still a dictatorship is always , disguised as "good for everyone." Obviously it is a failure in this aspect, since on average I believe that few people are happy that the previous government, say a dozen years.
So this "democracy" only works if the governors are good and try to do good instead of taking advantage ... but oh, not the dictatorial regimes are different, the principle is the same: if the dictator is "enlightened", great, otherwise, very bad.

And then I wonder how did the concept of dozen. To whom it may be occurred to me that it is useful to measure things in multiples of 12? We do not have 12 fingers, do not count in base 12, there is no natural 12 in any area of our lives, and even 12-sided die is one of those used less frequently. Ok packs of eggs are from 6, but I think it is a case or not?

change the subject, talking about the blog. The blog, you know, it is merely an expression of ego author to the world Internet users of its readers. And, as much as a paper publication in the print run is to give meaningful data regarding the success, the best way to measure interest in a blog is the feedback, the quantity and quality of feedback received . If a number of my post can get a dozen comments galvanized me, and go forward, if two posts in a row does not get any, I stop it in time inteterminato .........

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The elfetto that stores the Nanino under rocks

Thursday night I inflated an indispensable with beer and Ballantines with Ema, and went to sleep for 3 or just before. At about 8 am I called to ask me if I wanted Moses to go to work "now," task: move files and sort of insurance. Well, it's a bit 'I'm looking for work, I found a way to get up and go on the spot.

So I worked there on Friday and Saturday, in the end I was very tired, also because reorder twenty-four thousand practices is not a relaxing job. But the nice thing is that it is pointless , all of the archive, kept a quantity of paper for idiots bureaucratic reasons, completely unnecessary, costly indeed. Why of course, are all available in the database, and of course if one uses leggersela, did not try to be sure the archive, but if you print a copy . Yet, if I understand it, are by law obliged to keep a paper file (why?), And all the old practices that we have put in more than 80 boxes ordered, will end up in a remote warehouse, never to be more open by anyone as long as they are not directly sent through the shredder. Madness. However

arrives on Saturday night, I ran home to get ready, take your car and head to board, turn the heating , and I am a friend of mine to take to take me to his birthday dinner. The next day (today) I wake up cold and I find that in fact I was not able to use the heating . And my clothes smell like fried food. I do not know why, go to a pizzeria that is also a brewery, and clothes reek of fried. Boh? However, I take this opportunity to thank my friend a small black for me terrified telling his nightmare. Better than most horror of things I've ever seen read or heard, if I write it somewhere, sooner or later ...

Today I have been to the cinema to Rapallo, to see an interesting documentary about fruit flies . Stra-recommended to all. But now lodatemi and offer me the gift of your girlfriends, sisters and cousins.

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The smoke clouds the storm, the storm dispersed the smoke, roast wet is not good

It's fun to shoot the red cross . They fall easily, one by one, pum pum pum, then run fast towards them, their band rips them apart, and you keep them as trophies. That's what makes those of "The Black Arrow ," a group of soldiers as a hobby, not affiliated with anyone who sneak on a whim in the middle of battles, whose sole purpose is this. As if it were a hunting . Funny and dangerous. Stupid maybe. But it takes skill, great ability to get involved in a war and do something disturbing with respect to both sides. That is why they are so few, and that is why, well, do not exist.

are yet another figment of my mind diverted, exit out for some reason not well defined, more vague association of ideas, here there is no association, there is only a free mind to shoot shit, and the means to express them. because nobody likes to roast wet, it's a bit 'suck, not good. He knows ... boh, roast wet.

Before I came to mind title. I was smoking, hence the smoke. The storm did not know how it slipped, and well, the roast is natural. So I decided that regardless of I should write something with this title, and this is the result. I could write a story about the black arrow. Should I . Maybe I will. However, the logo is cool: a white arrow on a black background. The fact that the arrow itself is not black is a plus point, something that gives to think, suggests, creates doubt and makes people talk.

During the Second World War in Europe between axis and allies, there was a kind of tacit agreement more than one thing among gentlemen, a mechanism for mutual benefit . Vaguely akin to the Cold War arms race, not shooting the doctors. The Japanese prime objective but considered them, were one of their main targets, were considered dangerous. Thus, after a short time, those who fought against the Japs no longer wore the band that distinguished them. Two completely different mentality, and both make sense in their own way.

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I was in the living room, and I was comfortably burning files to a DVD via NFS, connected via wireless, when I stumble in the power cord, turning it off. "I" does not refer either to the living room, nor the power cord, nor to Looris. Why has this happened?

because I was going to wash your face, as my gentle mother figure had brought me hot milk with honey, which I thought good to drink with the agility of the vampire : sporcommi honey whole hand and half his cheek. Honestly I do not know how it happened, those are things that just happens. I thought it was important to let you know.