<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934</id><updated>2012-01-19T15:23:27.428+01:00</updated><category term='pixar'/><category term='Piscina'/><category term='e piantala di frignare'/><category term='Mare'/><category term='Linux'/><category term='photoshop'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Neil Gaiman'/><category term='Actionscript'/><category term='Rock'/><category term='Flex'/><category term='Nerd'/><category term='Karate'/><category term='Videogames'/><category term='Auris'/><category term='Viaggi'/><title type='text'>Memorie Perdute</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link 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uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>128</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-260760183885120906</id><published>2011-05-17T14:15:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T14:21:08.317+02:00</updated><title type='text'>PUMA H-Street 2011</title><summary type='text'>Finalmente! era ora che la Puma si decidesse a rifarle, a quelle vecchie ho lisciato la suola a forza di metterle.Stavo cominciando a pensare che piacesse solo a me avere i piedi freschi durante la bella stagione.Un paio nell'armadio e un altro nel mirino.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/260760183885120906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/260760183885120906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2011/05/puma-h-street-2011.html' title='PUMA H-Street 2011'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-5920655652158724805</id><published>2011-05-02T14:28:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T14:30:51.404+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>The Passenger</title><summary type='text'>Iggy Pop1977...I am the passenger and I ride and I rideI ride through the city's backsidesI see the stars come out of the skyYeah, the bright and hollow skyYou know it looks so good tonightI am the passengerI stay under glassI look through my window so brightI see the stars come out tonightI see the bright and hollow skyOver the city's ripped backsidesAnd everything looks good tonightSinging la </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/5920655652158724805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/5920655652158724805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2011/05/passenger.html' title='The Passenger'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-2678315608215885334</id><published>2011-04-26T11:42:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T11:50:46.336+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoshop'/><title type='text'>Sfondo bianco</title><summary type='text'>Ho re-imparato questa procedura una decina di volte sto giro mi sono rotto di dimenticarla sistematicamente."Come sostituire lo sfondo bianco di un immagine con quello trasparente con Photoshop"Copiare l'immagine in un nuovo layer (A) e rimuovere il layer di background.Copiare nuovamente l'immagine in un secondo layer (B) e invertirla.Copiare l'immagine invertita nella clipboard.Tornare sul layer</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/2678315608215885334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/2678315608215885334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2011/04/sfondo-bianco.html' title='Sfondo bianco'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-3394540349119662717</id><published>2011-04-22T10:35:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T11:09:21.142+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actionscript'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flex'/><title type='text'>Binding bundle property with actionscript</title><summary type='text'> var lbl:Label=new Label();   BindingUtils.bindProperty(        lbl,        "text",        ResourceManager.getInstance(),        {  name: "getString",           getter: function(resMan:IResourceManager):String {              return resMan.getString("BUNDLE_NAME","BUNDLE_KEY_LABEL");           }        });       Queste quattro righe mi hanno risolto lo spinoso problema dell'internazionalizzazione </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/3394540349119662717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/3394540349119662717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2011/04/binding-bundle-property-with.html' title='Binding bundle property with actionscript'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-789721225318430116</id><published>2011-04-18T15:16:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T15:18:16.469+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Champagne Supernova</title><summary type='text'>How many special people change? How many lives are living strange? Where were you while we were getting high?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/789721225318430116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/789721225318430116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2011/04/champagne-supernova.html' title='Champagne Supernova'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-3368001599950030512</id><published>2011-03-07T12:42:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T17:39:09.589+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking on the moon</title><summary type='text'>Some may sayI'm wishing my days away, no wayAnd if it's the price I pay, some sayTomorrow's another day, you'll stayI may as well play</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/3368001599950030512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/3368001599950030512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2011/03/walking-on-moon.html' title='Walking on the moon'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-5040468205420483480</id><published>2011-02-16T10:18:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T10:18:45.079+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sogno</title><summary type='text'>Ho sognato, io sogno mai.Vinco questo concorso di cui non ricordo nulla e come premio si presentano i white stripes a casa mia.Imbarazzato tento di parlargli in inglese, ma questi snocciolano un italiano molto migliore del mio e senza troppi complimenti mi chiedono dove sta la cucina.Gliela indico e si mettono a fare una torta, nel frattempo vado a prendere un cd per farglielo autografare.Il cd è</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/5040468205420483480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/5040468205420483480'/><link 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of everyoneThen I feel nothingI feel the pain of everyoneThen I feel nothingIs it up to me?You </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/8157172376223757684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/8157172376223757684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2011/01/feel-pain.html' title='Feel the pain'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/TSszS75tD-I/AAAAAAAAC6Y/Da9cXXXoZ6w/s72-c/Djr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-500558699905675167</id><published>2010-11-09T09:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T09:43:26.463+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And all the roads we have to walk are windingAnd all the lights that lead us there are blinding</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/500558699905675167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/500558699905675167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2010/12/and-all-roads-we-have-to-walk-are.html' title=''/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-271037504634531963</id><published>2010-09-13T10:05:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T10:08:59.168+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Strawberry Swing</title><summary type='text'>Coldplay 2008...They were sitting, they were sitting in the strawberry swingAnd every moment was so preciousThey were sitting, they were talking in the strawberry swingAnd everybody was for fighting, wouldn't wanna waste a thingCold, cold water bring me 'roundNow my feet won't touch the groundCold, cold water what you say?It's such, it's such a perfect day, it's such a perfect dayI remember we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/271037504634531963/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=271037504634531963' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/271037504634531963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/271037504634531963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2010/09/strawberry-swing.html' title='Strawberry Swing'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-2561288752303091934</id><published>2010-06-17T20:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T20:30:00.203+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything changes</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/2561288752303091934/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=2561288752303091934' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/2561288752303091934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/2561288752303091934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2010/06/everything-changes.html' title='Everything changes'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/TBolTTlINlI/AAAAAAAACyg/1G3I8FPS3Sc/s72-c/calvinandhobbes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-574331865846543122</id><published>2009-04-15T15:53:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T14:35:11.542+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Inutile rientrare, penso</title><summary type='text'>Evito discorsi troppo profondi per cui non sono tagliato e mi limito a rispettare il dolore composto di coloro che hanno subito una perdita.Tragedie come queste ti danno la peggiore delle raddrizzate e ti fanno capire quali sono le cose veramente importanti.Inutile rientrare, penso.E così capita di trovarmi tra le mani un ora da buttar via per concludere un pomeriggio triste di cui tutti avremmo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/574331865846543122/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=574331865846543122' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/574331865846543122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/574331865846543122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2009/04/inutile-rientrare-penso.html' title='Inutile rientrare, penso'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-6226054924109789498</id><published>2009-04-14T10:34:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T14:28:20.259+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Perfect</title><summary type='text'>Smashing Pumpkins 1998...I know we're just like old friendsWe just can't pretendThat lovers make amendsWe are reasons so unrealWe can't help but feel that something has been lostBut please you know you're just like meNext time I promise we'll bePerfectPerfectPerfect strangers down the lineLovers out of timeMemories unwindSo far I still know who you areBut now I wonder who I was...Angel, you know </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/6226054924109789498/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=6226054924109789498' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/6226054924109789498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/6226054924109789498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2009/04/perfect.html' title='Perfect'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/SeRNhJWPTFI/AAAAAAAAB_c/uXERtEs9-ek/s72-c/SmashingPumpkins-Perfect.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-6388209065330533726</id><published>2009-04-09T12:37:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T15:18:01.370+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e piantala di frignare'/><title type='text'>In questo preciso istante</title><summary type='text'>"Fifteen men on the dead man's chest -- Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!"    - Robert Louis StevensonC'è il sole, voglio andare al mare!Voglio salsedine, 30 gradi di caldo secco e vento leggero.Voglio sentire il profumo e la risacca.Voglio una spiaggia bianca, un asciugamano ed un ombrellone.Voglio non fare nemmeno in tempo ad arrivare, buttare lo zaino e tuffarmi nell'acqua cristallina.Il resto ce</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/6388209065330533726/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=6388209065330533726' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/6388209065330533726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/6388209065330533726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-questo-preciso-istante.html' title='In questo preciso istante'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-3395020321724667651</id><published>2009-04-06T10:08:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T10:19:27.435+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>What a Wonderful World</title><summary type='text'>Joey Ramoneovviamente cover diLouis Armstrong (1968)2002...I see trees of green, red roses tooI see them bloom for me and youAnd I say to myselfWhat wonderful worldI see skies of blue and clouds of whiteBright sunny days, dark sacred nightsAnd I think to myselfWhat a wonderful worldThe colors of the rainbow are so pretty in the skiesAre also on the faces of people walking byI see friends shaking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/3395020321724667651/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=3395020321724667651' title='6 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/3395020321724667651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/3395020321724667651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-wonderful-world.html' title='What a Wonderful World'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/Sdm5dBygpRI/AAAAAAAAB8M/RTXaZnDlzsQ/s72-c/JoeyRamone-DontWorryAboutMe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-8317336755767501017</id><published>2009-03-31T10:06:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T00:09:11.457+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Asincrono</title><summary type='text'>1.Guarisci Kabbo! Stai a riposo e non fare cazzate o ti spezzo un ginocchio (l'altro).2:Dopo Magritte voglio andare a vedere la mostra sui Samurai a palazzo reale.Meno fascino, ma magari li ci capisco di più.Appunto mentale: la prossima volta farsi accompagnare da qualcuno che ne sa.3:.Riallacciandomi a quel discorso riguardo la storia infinita, c'ho pensato ma non è cambiato niente: a me Atreyu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/8317336755767501017/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=8317336755767501017' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/8317336755767501017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/8317336755767501017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2009/03/asincrono.html' title='Asincrono'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-501574258623250718</id><published>2009-03-26T10:25:00.014+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T12:26:04.608+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viaggi'/><title type='text'>New York</title><summary type='text'>Oramai è passato quasi un anno da quando sono stato a New York, mi ero ripromesso di scriverci su, ma appena ci penso mi vengono in mente talmente tante cose che non riesco proprio a capire da dove cominciare.Alcuni miei ricordi sono così forti che non riesco a descriverli, e mi capita di ritrovarli in una canzone, in una foto o cose così.Però già che ci sono salvo qui la mappa del giro che </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/501574258623250718/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=501574258623250718' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/501574258623250718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/501574258623250718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-york.html' title='New York'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-7340042355341073966</id><published>2009-03-24T11:53:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T16:46:14.149+01:00</updated><title type='text'>summarize</title><summary type='text'>Birra forte, amici e il tagliere di lardo e grana.Mia cugina, quanto tempo, sembra felice sul serio.Tavoli di legno, strette di mano, chiacchere.Notte, strade, il sedile vuoto.Un sms: come stai?La carta del joker sul cruscotto, risponde lui.Novanta cavalli, ma senza cerchi in lega.Libri e vestiti nel bagagliaio.post-it sulla porta, "Coccolare la gatta"."Sistema il pc di tua madre".Mangiarsi le </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/7340042355341073966/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=7340042355341073966' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/7340042355341073966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/7340042355341073966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2009/03/summarize.html' title='summarize'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-1696039319955450218</id><published>2009-03-12T11:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:12:40.255+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Universally Speaking</title><summary type='text'>Red Hot Chili Peppers2002...I saw your faceElegant and tiredCut up from the chaseStill, i so admireBloodshot your smileDelicate and wildGive me she-wolf styleRip right through meSilveretta the jets of a lifetimeGo and get her,I got her on my mindNothing better,the feeling is so fineSimply put, i saw your love stream flowCome on, baby,'cause theres no name forGive it up and i got what i came </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/1696039319955450218/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=1696039319955450218' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/1696039319955450218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/1696039319955450218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2009/03/universally-speaking.html' title='Universally Speaking'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/SbjgCyeZobI/AAAAAAAABvw/0KLPkeVzMQI/s72-c/red-hot-chili-peppers-by-the-way-5000698.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-3327262177931035233</id><published>2009-03-11T11:06:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T16:41:25.407+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e piantala di frignare'/><title type='text'>100G</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/3327262177931035233/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=3327262177931035233' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/3327262177931035233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/3327262177931035233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2009/03/100g.html' title='100G'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-3113677214229809747</id><published>2009-03-06T10:19:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T14:40:35.062+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ponyo sulla scogliera</title><summary type='text'>Questo è il trailer del nuovo film di Miyazaki!Ponyo Sulla ScoglieraIo adoro il mare e adoro Miyazaki, trovo geniali le sue storie e sopratutto il modo mai banale nè scontato con cui riesce a raccontarle.Quindi questo film (come il precedente) ha tutte le carte in regola per essere un capolavoro.Ma che cazzo dico, sarà sicuramente un capolavoro, non ne ha stoppato uno sto maledetto </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/3113677214229809747/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=3113677214229809747' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/3113677214229809747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/3113677214229809747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2009/03/ponyo-sulla-scogliera.html' title='Ponyo sulla scogliera'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-7715217449635622355</id><published>2009-03-04T09:35:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T13:48:13.172+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for snow</title><summary type='text'>Per evitare di pensare troppo ci sono molti modi, quello meno dannoso prevede di esaureire il tempo libero intraprendendo le più svariate attività, questo come tutte le medicine genera irrimediabilmente degli effetti collaterali, ad esempio  ora succedono talmente tante piccole cose ed ad una tale velocità  che non faccio a tempo a scriverle ed anche se mi faccio un "appunto mentale" poi </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/7715217449635622355/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=7715217449635622355' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/7715217449635622355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/7715217449635622355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2009/03/pray-for-snow.html' title='Pray for snow'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-1509431780039253955</id><published>2009-02-20T16:09:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T08:43:57.552+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pixar'/><title type='text'>Presto</title><summary type='text'>Prestige! (non funge più)uff che menosi quelli della Disney... che sarà mai il copyright...Prestige!  e due</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/1509431780039253955/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=1509431780039253955' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/1509431780039253955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/1509431780039253955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2009/02/presto.html' title='Presto'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-3297427057248545215</id><published>2009-02-17T16:59:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T17:03:45.636+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Dakota</title><summary type='text'>Stereophonics2005...Thinking about thinking of youSummertime think it was JuneYeah think it was JuneLaying back, head on the grassChildren grown having some laughsYeah having some laughs.Made me feel like the oneMade me feel like the oneThe oneMade me feel like the oneMade me feel like the oneThe oneDrinking back, drinking for twoDrinking with youAnd drinking was newSleeping in the back of my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/3297427057248545215/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=3297427057248545215' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/3297427057248545215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/3297427057248545215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2009/02/dakota.html' title='Dakota'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/SZrfzFjDe0I/AAAAAAAABsw/UEL9uNmCF48/s72-c/LSVO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-7871857385213658723</id><published>2009-02-10T08:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T11:46:23.688+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e piantala di frignare'/><title type='text'>Look Back in Anger</title><summary type='text'>Reduce da un soggiorno di dieci grasse ore nel mondo di morfeo mi alzo ancora  leggermente* incriccato dalla giornata snowbordesca di sabato.Sono piuttosto soddisfatto del mio sonno, interrotto unicamente dalla regina della  casa che desiderava una razione di coccole anticipate e per  rendermi partecipe della cosa ha deciso di passeggiarmi sulla faccia  accompagnando la prodezza di equilibrio con</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/7871857385213658723/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=7871857385213658723' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/7871857385213658723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/7871857385213658723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2009/02/look-back-in-anger.html' title='Look Back in Anger'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-5848173970766150956</id><published>2009-01-20T17:54:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T13:09:11.194+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ferrovie North 2009DC</title><summary type='text'>Ad un paio d'anni dalla fine del mondo torno ad essere un pendolare delle Nord sulla canonica  (per me) tratta Tradate-Milano.La sensazione di dejavù e di riabbraccio nostalgico dura ben poco sostituita appieno  dall'odore di umanità che pervade le carrozze.Che bello, certe cose non cambiano mai, in un certo senso è rassicurante, in un mondo di  incertezze le Nord sono un punto di riferimento che</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/5848173970766150956/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=5848173970766150956' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/5848173970766150956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/5848173970766150956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2009/01/ferrovie-north-2009dc.html' title='Ferrovie North 2009DC'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-706517903609193497</id><published>2008-12-30T10:56:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T10:58:57.973+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><summary type='text'>I just got lostEvery river that I've tried to crossAnd every door I ever tried was lockedAnd I'm just waiting till the shine wears off- Lost, Coldplay</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/706517903609193497/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=706517903609193497' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/706517903609193497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/706517903609193497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/12/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-7535309331513065299</id><published>2008-12-08T21:10:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:17:19.852+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>I’m Outta Time</title><summary type='text'>Oasis2008...Here’s a songIt reminds me of when we were youngLooking back at all the things we’ve doneYou gotta keep on keepin’ onOut to seaIs the only place I am asleepCan get myself some piece of mindYou know it’s getting hard to flyIf I’m to fallWould you be there to applaudOr would you hide behind the lawBecause If I am to goIn my heart you growAnd that’s where you belongIf I’m to fallWould </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/7535309331513065299/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=7535309331513065299' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/7535309331513065299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/7535309331513065299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-outta-time.html' title='I’m Outta Time'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/ST2AuEse4NI/AAAAAAAABdI/i0Q7BSwmRbY/s72-c/af2b0bb12f58479f73582aee8beffa02.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-8037058588092413524</id><published>2008-12-02T21:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T14:36:44.890+01:00</updated><title type='text'>3/3</title><summary type='text'>Ho cambiato lavoro, alla fine almeno in quell'ambito le cose sono andate come dovevano andare.A distanza di due anni mi trovo nuovamente a fare la spola con la "big city" che poi se stiamo a vedere tanto big non è.Però di certo da opportunità e un'offerta di lavoro come quella che mi è capitata tra le mani non la potevo certo trovare al paesello.Per ora mi trovo molto bene e come pensavo non mi </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/8037058588092413524/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=8037058588092413524' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/8037058588092413524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/8037058588092413524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/12/33.html' title='3/3'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-8822860293491835510</id><published>2008-11-25T18:22:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T18:23:49.339+01:00</updated><title type='text'>mad world</title><summary type='text'>Il mondo è impazzito definitivamente.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/8822860293491835510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/8822860293491835510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/11/mad-world.html' title='mad world'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-7155056153638891514</id><published>2008-11-10T11:08:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T16:26:32.277+01:00</updated><title type='text'>dead space</title><summary type='text'>Twinkle, twinkle, little star,How I wonder what you are!Up above the world so high,Like a diamond in the sky!When the blazing sun is gone,When he nothing shines upon,Then you show your little light,Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.Then the traveller in the dark,Thanks you for your tiny spark,He could not see which way to go,If you did not twinkle so.In the dark blue sky you keep,And often through </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/7155056153638891514/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=7155056153638891514' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/7155056153638891514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/7155056153638891514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/11/dead-space.html' title='dead space'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/SRq2f2Zb13I/AAAAAAAABc8/jb0VRbsajtg/s72-c/hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-5151748741163569290</id><published>2008-11-03T22:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:44:24.481+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IF THEN ELSE</title><summary type='text'>Se parli, è perché parli e sei logorroicoSe non parli, è perché non parli, quindi non ti confronti e ti tieni sempre tutto dentro.Se dici una cosa e ne pensi un'altra sei un falso.Se dici una cosa ed è quella che pensi, sei uno stronzo.Se sei sensibile sei una checca.Se non sei sensibile sei gretto e materiale.Se ti piace il fantasy sei un nerd.Se non ti piace il fantasy sei troppo razionale....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/5151748741163569290/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=5151748741163569290' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/5151748741163569290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/5151748741163569290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-then-else.html' title='IF THEN ELSE'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-284371308693494477</id><published>2008-10-31T13:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T13:34:50.636+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rimanere in tema</title><summary type='text'>Jack era un vero bastardo, uno di quelli di prima categoria ed era anche furbo, qualcuno diceva anche che fosse troppo furbo e che un giorno l'avrebbe pagata per le sue malefatte.Si perché a Jack piaceva fare degli scherzi ed era così sveglio che un giorno riuscì a mettere nel sacco perfino il diavolo in persona.Quel bastardo di Jack era riuscito, non ricordo come, a convincere il diavolo ad </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/284371308693494477/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=284371308693494477' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/284371308693494477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/284371308693494477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/10/rimanere-in-tema.html' title='Rimanere in tema'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-195891131439740403</id><published>2008-10-30T21:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T08:05:39.824+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e piantala di frignare'/><title type='text'>Could be worse... could be raining</title><summary type='text'>[...] e poi a me piace la pioggia, sarà per quello che non ho mai l'ombrello.forse è perché in un certo senso lava via.O forse perché è una vita che li dimentico in giro e ad un certo punto ho smesso di ricomprarne.Oltretutto, se va avanti così domattina sarà un casino in strada, considerando il fatto che bastano quattro gocce per rincoglionire irrimediabilmente il 90% delle persone che hanno </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/195891131439740403/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=195891131439740403' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/195891131439740403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/195891131439740403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/10/could-be-worse-could-be-raining.html' title='Could be worse... could be raining'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-5370498425162722401</id><published>2008-10-26T11:38:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T11:40:52.391+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In bocca al lupo</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/5370498425162722401/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=5370498425162722401' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/5370498425162722401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/5370498425162722401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-bocca-al-lupo.html' title='In bocca al lupo'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/SQRJG68ZtdI/AAAAAAAABcs/MMgM1G4fk-w/s72-c/wolf_photo1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-7121218836571333823</id><published>2008-10-23T15:33:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T15:40:39.880+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Gaiman has just left the building</title><summary type='text'>Pur promettendo che metterà l'Italia in cima alla lista delle sue prossime visite Neil Gaiman ha tirato il pacco per il workshop a Ventimiglia, motivo sufficiente a far "rosicare di molto" tutti coloro che come il sottoscritto ambivano a partecipare all'evento e a sentire cosa aveva da dire.Anzi, a dirla tutta ero li li per andare a Londra il 31 alla presentazione del nuovo libro quando Mab, che </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/7121218836571333823/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=7121218836571333823' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/7121218836571333823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/7121218836571333823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/10/gaiman-has-just-left-building.html' title='Gaiman has just left the building'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-2888466586958246763</id><published>2008-10-13T11:45:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T11:56:40.954+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Triennale</title><summary type='text'>Da perfetto ignorante quale sono è normale che io rimanga affascinato da tutto ciò che non riesco a capire, un po' tipo perline luccicanti per intenderci, quindi adoro approfittare di ogni possibile occasione per sorbire conoscenza e arte, in qualsiasi modo siano esse presentate.Sabato sono andato alla mostra fotografica di Douglas Kirkland.fa di un fico dire così eh?Quando mi hanno proposto tale</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/2888466586958246763/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=2888466586958246763' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/2888466586958246763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/2888466586958246763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/10/triennale.html' title='Triennale'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-8226689616131209857</id><published>2008-10-06T15:27:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T14:47:03.973+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pomi's Wedding</title><summary type='text'>Il cielo è azzurro e non c'è una nuvola, mi sembra che sia domenica mattina, non so perché forse ho associato i matrimoni alla domenica.Nonostante il sole splenda c'è una brezzolina a -8°C che contribuisce a conservarci in fresco come degli scampi, personalmente oltre a farmi sentire una vocina da sud-est che gongola un: "te l'avevo detto" il freddo mi ha fatto venir voglia di correre a casa, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/8226689616131209857/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=8226689616131209857' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/8226689616131209857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/8226689616131209857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/10/pomis-wedding.html' title='Pomi&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-5468495088841883575</id><published>2008-10-01T13:35:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T13:38:48.942+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Viva La Vida</title><summary type='text'>Coldplay2008...I used to rule the worldSeas would rise when I gave the wordNow in the morning I sweep aloneSweep the streets I used to ownI used to roll the diceFeel the fear in my enemy's eyesListen as the crowd would sing:"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"One minute I held the keyNext the walls were closed on meAnd I discovered that my castles standUpon pillars of salt, and pillars</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/5468495088841883575/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=5468495088841883575' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/5468495088841883575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/5468495088841883575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/10/viva-la-vida.html' title='Viva La Vida'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/SONhD6_gOKI/AAAAAAAABa0/zqdYB2GqKI8/s72-c/VivaLaVida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-9200650123716398626</id><published>2008-09-29T08:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T08:20:01.166+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Violet Sky</title><summary type='text'>Stasera il cielo era viola, non blu o nero, proprio viola scuro, esattamente la tonalità del mio colore preferito.Non so se a creare l'effetto siano stati i fari alogeni del campo di calcio o se è stato qualche genere di riflesso strano delle luci antinebbia della rotonda, sinceramente sto giro non mi interessa particolarmente trovare una spiegazione, il cielo era viola e mi è piaciuto fermarmi </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/9200650123716398626/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=9200650123716398626' title='6 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/9200650123716398626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/9200650123716398626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/09/violet-sky.html' title='Violet Sky'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-4736720431943057847</id><published>2008-09-25T14:07:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T16:55:30.809+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Coincidenze Collaterali</title><summary type='text'>Io non voglio credere agli oroscopi e li odio, sopratutto quando ci azzeccano.Probabilità ok, schema mentale e bug del cervello per cui leggi e valorizzi solo le cose che quagliano ignorando il resto ok.Alla fine il meccanismo è lo stesso dei giochi di prestigio, ma sapere come funziona purtroppo non mi impedisce di andare in rage.Emotivo? eh porca puttana si!Leggi ed è come se il creato sia li a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/4736720431943057847/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/SNumQKnr6RI/AAAAAAAABas/EVbaj24Uo5E/s72-c/calvin_hobbes_pascals_wager_pascal_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-1396401344043963837</id><published>2008-09-23T23:25:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T14:09:44.647+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi for Dummies</title><summary type='text'>Stasera ho un tantinello esagerato con la piscina e sono uscito cercando di distinguere al meglio l'alto dal basso.Per non saper né leggere né scrivere mi sono fatto quei dieci minutidi idromassaggio (a sbafo) che mi hanno aiutato a ripigliarmi un attimo.A dirla tutta mi stavo addormentando.Se è stato per tutta quell'acqua non lo so, ma sta di fatto che sulla strada di casa mi prende sta voglia </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/1396401344043963837/comments/default' title='Commenti sul 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-5088496594194624306</id><published>2008-09-22T23:08:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T23:52:24.725+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Hippo</title><summary type='text'>20,7 grammi di felicitàNon sarebbe bello se fosse sempre così semplice?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/5088496594194624306/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=5088496594194624306' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/5088496594194624306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/5088496594194624306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-hippo.html' title='Happy Hippo'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/SNgJj7ge5lI/AAAAAAAABaI/XV4QOIbRhec/s72-c/ferrero_kinder_happy_hippo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-4688174807324420662</id><published>2008-09-21T14:14:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T09:59:40.363+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing</title><summary type='text'>Ok va bene lo ammetto, inutile negarlo oltre:Mi piace l'ultimo singolo di Cremonini.Minchia che liberazione.Si cazzo, mi piacciono la musica e le parole e non è tutto, perché lo scrivo a chiare lettere, mi piace anche maggese.Ne parlavamo ieri sera e spalleggiato dall'ambrata (che per essere artigianale non era nemmeno sta meraviglia) finalmente l'ho ammesso tipo outing, è un sollievo.Non mi </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/4688174807324420662/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=4688174807324420662' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/4688174807324420662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/4688174807324420662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/09/outing.html' title='Outing'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-2186058605779039811</id><published>2008-09-20T10:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T10:00:01.080+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Monorail Cat</title><summary type='text'>é me-ra-vi-glio-so!* e ha un unico, importante scopo, quello di ricordarmi quanto ho riso quandomi hanno passato questa foto.*potrei sbagliarmi, ma ho dato per scontato che il tatone qui sopra sia un maschio visto che in genere le gatte hanno un espressione un tantinello più intelligente.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/2186058605779039811/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=2186058605779039811' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/2186058605779039811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/2186058605779039811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/09/monorail-cat.html' title='Monorail Cat'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/SNOZPPeIiiI/AAAAAAAABaA/dZK18ibwaLs/s72-c/monorailcat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-1909620086332408313</id><published>2008-09-19T08:35:00.026+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T17:14:35.537+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Hysteria</title><summary type='text'>Muse2004...it's bugging me, grating meand twisting me aroundyeah I'm endlessly caving inand turning inside out'cause I want it nowI want it nowgive me your heart and your souland I'm breaking outI'm breaking outlast chance to lose controlyeah it's holding me, morphing meand forcing me to striveto be endlessly cold withinand dreaming I'm alive'cause I want it nowI want it nowgive me your heart and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/1909620086332408313/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=1909620086332408313' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/1909620086332408313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/1909620086332408313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/09/hysteria.html' title='Hysteria'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/SNNJIEhDfJI/AAAAAAAABZw/mrDYwunNCLc/s72-c/200px-Muse_-_Absolution_Cover_UK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-6128614105944970024</id><published>2008-09-18T10:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T10:18:24.111+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Glad Game</title><summary type='text'>Quando aprì gli occhi si trovò immerso nell'oscurità, senza alcun indizio su chi fosse o perché si trovasse legato mani e piedi a quello che al tatto sembrava un tavolo in legno.Il panico e l'emicrania lancinante resero arduo il compito di rovistare nella memoria alla ricerca di risposte.Impossibile determinare dopo quanto tempo ricordò il suo nome e sebbene i postumi della droga stavano via via </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/6128614105944970024/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-3290109035802233375</id><published>2008-09-15T11:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T11:28:21.580+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e piantala di frignare'/><title type='text'>Sogni e Incubi</title><summary type='text'>In genere non sogno, anzi no, un mio amico medico (e non solo lui) mi ha detto che tutti sognamo è solo che io non mi ricordo i sogni....MA DAI? non ricordo? cazzo non l'avrei mai detto«è un esperienza nuova per me junior»«a me invece capita sempre!»Credo però che il signor sandman abbia cambiato idea nei miei confronti visto che ultimamente mi ha regalato un incubo ricorrente.Visto che ho </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/3290109035802233375/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=3290109035802233375' title='6 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/3290109035802233375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/3290109035802233375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/07/sogni-e-incubi.html' title='Sogni e Incubi'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-836987251631390635</id><published>2008-09-12T11:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T11:10:56.628+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Frag Out!</title><summary type='text'>Cose del genere possono succedere ovunque, in qualsiasi momento, tutti noi dovremmo essere preparati a queste eventualità, ma la realtà è che perfino il più coraggioso nel profondo spera che incidenti simili non si verifichino mai.Era una giornata come tante altre quando ci colse la malaugurata idea di fare una pausa, accadde tutto così in fretta che ci colse tutti di sorpresa, il mio primo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/836987251631390635/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=836987251631390635' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/836987251631390635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/836987251631390635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/09/frag-out.html' title='Frag Out!'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-333347328713721594</id><published>2008-09-10T08:05:00.051+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:52:47.713+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Apocalypse please</title><summary type='text'>Muse2004...declare this an emergencycome on and spread a sense of urgencyand pull us throughand pull us throughand this is the endthis is the end of the worldit's time we saw a miraclecome on it's time for something biblicalto pull us throughand pull us throughand this is the endthis is the end of the worldproclaim eternal victorycome on and change the course of historyand pull us throughand pull</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/333347328713721594/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=333347328713721594' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/333347328713721594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/333347328713721594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/09/apocalypse-please.html' title='Apocalypse please'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-457481211123283336</id><published>2008-09-08T08:30:00.013+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T17:23:38.597+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Caparezza e Kempo</title><summary type='text'>Caparezza è un genio.Le persone che suonano con lui sono della stessa pasta.è un artista che sa cantare il suo genere e tenere il palco, prendere in giro e far ridere, ma sopratutto sa prendersi in giro, qualità così rara nei tempi menosi in cui viviamo.Si è fatto attendere un buon tre quarti d'ora, tanto che sinceramente mi stavo sbrindellando le palle, ma poi ne è valsa la pena visto che tra </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/457481211123283336/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=457481211123283336' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/457481211123283336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/457481211123283336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/09/caparezza-e-kempo.html' title='Caparezza e Kempo'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-2817658006713555096</id><published>2008-09-01T23:16:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T23:19:42.032+02:00</updated><title type='text'>And so?</title><summary type='text'>Il sonno è tornato da un pezzo, ma oramai sono irrimediabilmente affezionato ai massive attack, credo sia l'unica musica che riesco ad ascoltare mentre leggo e/o scrivo, sarà che parlano poco e quando parlano non si capisce comunque un cazzo.Con la musica in generis tendo a segure le liriche e perdo la mia già flebile concentrazione.Ammetto che stanno perdendo un po' l'effetto valium, forse è </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/2817658006713555096/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=2817658006713555096' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/2817658006713555096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/2817658006713555096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-so.html' title='And so?'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-6770405563377785357</id><published>2008-08-29T17:41:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T17:41:01.158+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Step 1/3</title><summary type='text'>17.41 Begin of operationsWish me luck!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/6770405563377785357/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=6770405563377785357' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/6770405563377785357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/6770405563377785357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/08/step-13.html' title='Step 1/3'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-6259846410891251352</id><published>2008-08-28T22:00:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:00:00.821+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Master of Puppets</title><summary type='text'>  Metallica1986...End of passion play, crumbling awayI'm your source of self-destructionVeins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clearLeading on your deaths constructionTaste me you will seeMore is all you needDedicated toHow I'm killing youCome crawling fasterObey your MasterYour life burns fasterObey your MasterMasterMaster of Puppets I'm pulling your stringsTwisting your mind, smashing your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/6259846410891251352/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=6259846410891251352' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/6259846410891251352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/6259846410891251352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/08/master-of-puppets.html' title='Master of Puppets'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/SH83l0SmmVI/AAAAAAAABMQ/nMIzMmig52k/s72-c/master.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-4790587186834259285</id><published>2008-08-27T21:52:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T08:17:35.690+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hush</title><summary type='text'>Perdo sangue dal naso.Non mi hanno picchiato (no, non ancora almeno) ho cominciato a dissanguarmi mentre nuotavo, così senza motivo, boh.Non ho ancora ben capito se è meglio seguire la scuola di pensiero che consiglia di tenere la testa all'indietro per fermare il sangue o se invece devo lasciarlo scorrere "che poi si ferma da solo".Oltretutto scopro ora quanto è scomodo usare la tastiera usando </summary><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-7918138997427580542</id><published>2008-08-20T18:30:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T22:57:20.404+02:00</updated><title type='text'>MX5</title><summary type='text'>Non ero mai stato prima ad un raduno di MX5, una delle vocine che mi sussurra nel cervello, cioè volevo dire, nel cranio, mi suggerisce che probabilmente è dovuto al non indifferente dettaglio che io non possiedo una MX5.Jagger invece ne ha una verde scuro ed io sono stato più o meno volontariamente arruolato come copilota.Io dico: "Se piove vengo corca".Il re di Teglio dice: "La giornata sarà </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/7918138997427580542/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=7918138997427580542' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/7918138997427580542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/7918138997427580542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/08/mx5.html' title='MX5'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/SLMcWKDGz1I/AAAAAAAABVw/IKaVabRU-BI/s72-c/Immagine+098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-6926691002902006272</id><published>2008-08-11T12:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T12:03:00.423+02:00</updated><title type='text'>parli facile</title><summary type='text'>“You must have chaos within you to give birth to a dancing star.”- NietzscheFriedrich il caos c'è, dov'è la stella danzante?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/6926691002902006272/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=6926691002902006272' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/6926691002902006272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/6926691002902006272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/08/parli-facile.html' title='parli facile'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-3241371520423686000</id><published>2008-08-01T19:00:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T09:13:56.913+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Afterlife</title><summary type='text'>Quando morirò non andrò all'inferno, non sono stato così cattivo, però non mi faranno entrare nemmeno in paradiso visto che non sono stato nemmeno così buono.La mia anima volerà attraverso il velo della realtà e  si fermerà a tempo determinato in quel limbo che sta in mezzo, in anticamera insomma.Andrà più o meno così:***«Avanti»«Tocca a me?»«Certamente, vedi altri?»«Pensavo di trovare una coda </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/3241371520423686000/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=3241371520423686000' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/3241371520423686000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/3241371520423686000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/08/afterlife.html' title='Afterlife'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-1701769168666822350</id><published>2008-07-31T09:34:00.032+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T14:12:14.527+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videogames'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e piantala di frignare'/><title type='text'>One step back</title><summary type='text'>Per quanto mi riguarda sono sempre stato un appassionato di quelle porcherie videoludiche chiamate videogiochi fin dalla prima volta in cui sono stato a casa di un mio compagno di classe delle elementari a cui avevano regalato il mitico MSX. (Se mai il destino beffardo ti farà passare su questa pagina: Ciao Luca! te lo ricordi il minatore? Gesù quanto tempo).Ancora me lo ricordo, software </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/1701769168666822350/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=1701769168666822350' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/1701769168666822350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/1701769168666822350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-step-back.html' title='One step back'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-4431498575793665588</id><published>2008-07-30T14:04:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T19:17:15.328+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Ma il cielo è sempre più blu</title><summary type='text'>Rino Gaetano1975(parte I)...Chi vive in baraccaChi suda il salarioChi ama l'amore e i sogni di gloriaChi ruba pensioni, chi ha scarsa memoriaChi mangia una voltaChi tira al bersaglioChi vuole l'aumento, chi gioca a SanremoChi porta gli occhiali, chi va sotto un trenoChi ama la ziaChi va a Porta PiaChi trova scontato, chi come ha trovatona na na na na na na na naMa il cielo è sempre più bluma il </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/4431498575793665588/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-942747972865839972</id><published>2008-07-29T19:00:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T10:28:26.622+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e piantala di frignare'/><title type='text'>Insalata</title><summary type='text'>Questo qui è un coltello, prego notare l'impugnatura ergonomica in plastica rossa e la sobrietà della lama in acciaio con affilatura dentellata, ne esistono molti come lui ed ognuno è stato creato con una specifica funzione, quello nella foto ad esempio non è un arma, non è adatto ad essere lanciato, non è il massimo per tagliare salumi e nemmeno per pulire pesce.La funzione per cui è stato </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/942747972865839972/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=942747972865839972' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/942747972865839972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/942747972865839972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/07/insalata.html' title='Insalata'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/SI6zWClKIkI/AAAAAAAABTg/s_k1lXU4gMM/s72-c/1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-3091205494193665077</id><published>2008-07-28T18:00:00.047+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T18:00:01.438+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mare'/><title type='text'>Mare</title><summary type='text'>"Sky of blue, and sea of green"A dispetto del mio pallore spettrale dovuto alla mia abbronzatura da monitor adoro il sole e il mare, mi piace nuotare e farei snorkeling tutta la vita.Quel bastardo del dermatologo mi dice di non prendere troppo sole perché la mia pelle è sensibile, o stronzo son vent'anni che vado in sardegna, dirmelo prima?Tanto non gli avrei dato retta comunque e anzi credo che </summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=429590d71ebe18c7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=97cb7a85809a7b9a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a59848b112c813ea&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/3091205494193665077/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=3091205494193665077' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/3091205494193665077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/3091205494193665077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/07/mare.html' title='Mare'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/SI2od14vXKI/AAAAAAAABPM/PDKyL5079Wg/s72-c/acquario.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-5073590828880620677</id><published>2008-07-26T08:06:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T16:40:03.791+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Why so serious?</title><summary type='text'>Ho sempre pensato che Jack Nicholson nel ruolo del Joker fosse insuperabile, ma mi sono dovuto ricredere.Heath Ledger, pace all'anima sua, è stato magistrale.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/SIl1peGfY8I/AAAAAAAABO8/-p4CgAepKRo/s72-c/Batman_joker1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-276181036855181836</id><published>2008-07-24T18:52:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T08:52:12.397+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e piantala di frignare'/><title type='text'>Otturazione</title><summary type='text'>Eccolo che arriva, sorridente ed abbronzatissimo appoggia il culo sulla seggiola hi-tech, culo griffato che è arrivato fin qui sul sedile di pelle della porche grigia che IO gli ho regalato in tutti questi anni di otturazioni.Sembra quasi gongolare mentre esamina l'array di strumenti che l'assistente gnocca con tre orecchini gli ha preparato con cura a dir poco maniacale.Tutti perfettamente </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/276181036855181836/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=276181036855181836' title='11 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/276181036855181836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/276181036855181836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/07/otturazione.html' title='Otturazione'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-5319213787494920541</id><published>2008-07-24T12:00:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T12:00:03.421+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivere il mio tempo</title><summary type='text'>Litfiba1999...Ti farei volare sulle ondeSulla vita come un'altalenaE parlare pure con i pesciCome una sirenaTi vorrei insegnare l'equilibrioSopra un mare che è sempre tempestaPer vivere il tuo tempoE starci bene dentroSe ridi orasorridiQuesto gioco è un gioco di equilibrioDevo solo farci un po' la mano perchéStare nel mio tempo è viverlo da dentroSorridi oraGuardamiTi direi "hai ancora voglia di </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/5319213787494920541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/5319213787494920541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/07/vivere-il-mio-tempo.html' title='Vivere il mio tempo'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-2842013966875240441</id><published>2008-07-22T20:24:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T21:26:05.609+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Villain</title><summary type='text'>"You're broken... I can fix it."Ho visto Sylar in piscina, cazzo era troppo lui.Son rimasto un po' li perché pensavo volesse aprirmi il cranio, poi mi son ricordato che asporta cervelli e mi son sentito al sicuro.Scherzi a parte c'è un tipo che assomiglia sul serio a Zachary Quinto, è abbastanza inquietante e per inciso comincia ad esserci un po' troppa gente strana in quella piscina....certo che</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/2842013966875240441/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=2842013966875240441' title='5 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/2842013966875240441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/2842013966875240441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/07/villain.html' title='Villain'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-6335106359117512147</id><published>2008-07-21T20:39:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T21:58:12.450+02:00</updated><title type='text'>CIBEK</title><summary type='text'>Scrivo tutto di mia spontanea volontà, sia chiaro che non c'è nessun energumeno vestito di nero con occhiali a specchio che mi sta puntando alla nuca una beretta 92F dotata di silenziatore.I C.i.b.e.k. sono il gruppo dove suona il mio amico Giorgio, sebbene questa premessa potrebbe scoraggiare chiunque dall'ascoltarli (ti voglio bene bro) devo essere pienamente sincero e ammettere che per quanto </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/6335106359117512147/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=6335106359117512147' title='9 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/6335106359117512147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/6335106359117512147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/07/cibek.html' title='CIBEK'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-8334711787423613701</id><published>2008-07-20T20:46:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T11:10:32.916+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cantici di Thérèse</title><summary type='text'>Sono andato a teatro.No, non è pienamente esatto, detto così sembrerebbe che io sia una sorta di intellettuale il che è oggettivamente distante dalla realtà.Diciamo che mi facevo bellamente i fattacci miei e ho avuto modo di essere invitato a vedere un opera teatrale o meglio di una lettura poetica tratta dai Cantici di Thérèse, che a: non ho mai sentito nominare i vita mia e b: non li ha mai </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/8334711787423613701/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=8334711787423613701' title='6 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/8334711787423613701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/8334711787423613701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/07/cantici-di-thrse.html' title='Cantici di Thérèse'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-1665340565060232327</id><published>2008-07-18T01:06:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T09:58:21.154+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Punti di vista</title><summary type='text'>Cioè tu vuoi veramente sapere la mia versione? non pensi che se ne sia già parlato abbastanza in tutti questi anni? voglio dire, libri su libri, film, fumetti fiction.Mah, rimango dell'opinione che sia meglio lasciare tutto com'è però contento tu, poi non dire che non ti avevo avvertito.Per caso hai da accendere? grazie.Vedi io non sono uno complicato, mi bastano poche cose, un lavoro una casa, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/1665340565060232327/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=1665340565060232327' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/1665340565060232327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/1665340565060232327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/07/punti-di-vista.html' title='Punti di vista'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-762192979347735740</id><published>2008-07-17T08:48:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T09:22:24.202+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Trip hop</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/762192979347735740/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=762192979347735740' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/762192979347735740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/762192979347735740'/><link 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genere capita quando ho esagerato e barcollo troppo, allora mi siedo un attimo sui gradoni a bordo vasca e aspetto qualche minuto in modo che i puntini fosforescenti ai lati del campo visivo se ne vadano per poi andare a docciarmi.Non so se a farla venire da me sia stato il mio accappatoio da arlecchino, il costume alla baywatch o </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/2281339194928390140/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=2281339194928390140' title='6 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/2281339194928390140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/2281339194928390140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/07/la-bambina-dai-capelli-rossi.html' title='La bambina dai capelli rossi'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-1708410469916501260</id><published>2008-07-14T08:57:00.025+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T17:14:18.827+02:00</updated><title type='text'>EEEIN PROOOSIT</title><summary type='text'>Una volta all'anno Misinto accoglie per una decina di giorni una delle poche feste della birra degne di questo nome.I saggi misintesi, misintini, insomma gli abitanti di Misinto preparano un enorme tendone pavimentato in legno e lo decorano con nastri bianchi e azzurri e festoni crucchi (tipo i Cuori di Lebkuchen di panpepato), trasformando il centro del paese in un enorme Kapuziner all'aria </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/1708410469916501260/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=1708410469916501260' title='10 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/1708410469916501260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/1708410469916501260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/07/eeein-prooosit.html' title='EEEIN PROOOSIT'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-8831871991518831149</id><published>2008-07-12T14:30:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T09:51:23.022+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Stage</title><summary type='text'>"Il bastone non è solamente un'arma, è prima di tutto uno strumento che serve a dare sostegno"Con questa frase alla jakie chan il maestro ha introdotto lo stage.Orfano della mia palestra mi trovo senza compari e a parte qualche faccia familiare per altri stage vago modello ronin in mezzo a squadre di altre scuole.Per fortuna non è una gara e il clima è rilassato, quasi gioviale.Appena fuori dallo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/8831871991518831149/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=8831871991518831149' title='5 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/8831871991518831149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/8831871991518831149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/07/stage.html' title='Stage'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-1043333285498758007</id><published>2008-07-10T08:41:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T14:09:38.172+02:00</updated><title type='text'>'80</title><summary type='text'>Just remember what ol' Jack Burton does when the earth quakes, and the poison arrows fall from the sky, and the pillars of Heaven shake. Yeah, Jack Burton just looks that big ol' storm right square in the eye and he says, "Give me your best shot, pal. I can take it."- Big trouble in little china (1986)Trovo sempre molto piacevole rivedere le vecchie glorie,  fosse per me andrei avanti tutto il </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/1043333285498758007/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=1043333285498758007' title='7 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/1043333285498758007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/1043333285498758007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/07/80.html' title='&apos;80'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-8686855758463355841</id><published>2008-07-09T09:47:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T09:59:18.050+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Gulden Draak</title><summary type='text'>Ieri sera è arrivato KampA-natale che possiede dei tratti identificativi sostanzialmente differenti dal più noto babbo a cui siamo abituati.Infatti al posto della slitta ha un'Alfa 147 nera, non è affatto grasso e gioviale ed evidentemente fa il turno estivo.A dirla tutta non sono nemmeno tanto sicuro che sia buono.Al suo seguito un entourage di elfi dall'aspetto piuttosto insolito e dai volti </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/8686855758463355841/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=8686855758463355841' title='10 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/8686855758463355841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/8686855758463355841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/07/gulden-draak.html' title='Gulden Draak'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/SHRtEYf9TlI/AAAAAAAABF4/5LP1yRBNTyo/s72-c/Guldendraak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-4500375849771392463</id><published>2008-07-07T13:25:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T14:44:35.942+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Irc</title><summary type='text'>[...][23:38]&lt;[m0dj0]&gt; Jes tu ci credi ai segni?[23:38]&lt;{Jester}&gt; Quali segni?[23:38]&lt;[m0dj0]&gt; Dai quelle cose che succedono e non sai spiegare[23:38]&lt;{Jester}&gt; Ma tipo i cerchi nel grano?[23:39]&lt;[m0dj0]&gt; No son cose più sottili, tipo ho sentito di una donna che aveva perso la fede va da un sacerdote e questo le dice che l'avrebbe ritrovata tramite il suo angelo custode e lei da quel giorno </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/4500375849771392463/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=4500375849771392463' title='5 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/4500375849771392463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/4500375849771392463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/07/irc.html' title='Irc'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-3532857405139515206</id><published>2008-07-06T22:26:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T14:27:21.065+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Freak on a leash</title><summary type='text'>Korn1998...Something takes a part of me.Something lost and never seen.Everytime I start to believe,Something's raped and taken from me...from me.Life's got to always be messing with me.You wanna see the lightCan't they chill and let me be free?So do ICan't I take away all this pain.You wanna see the lightI try to every night, all in vain... in vain.Sometimes I cannot take this place.Sometimes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/3532857405139515206/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=3532857405139515206' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/3532857405139515206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/3532857405139515206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/07/freak-on-leash.html' title='Freak on a leash'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/SGo26T5VymI/AAAAAAAABC8/6gRNE4JvPso/s72-c/200px-Freakonaleash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-5230184485772493071</id><published>2008-07-05T09:43:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T14:02:34.837+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Saldi</title><summary type='text'>Il 98% della popolazione femminile sa perfettamente che oggi cominciano i saldi, specularmente la maggior parte degli uomini ignora beatamente questo fenomeno almeno fino a quando ne parlano al telegiornale o vengono illuminati dalla loro controparte femminile.In genere la corsa ai saldi provoca gran frullamento di maroni e marce forzate a tappe per tutti i negozi del centro, riducendo possenti e</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/5230184485772493071/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=5230184485772493071' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/5230184485772493071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/5230184485772493071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/07/saldi.html' title='Saldi'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-2807529637145260619</id><published>2008-07-03T20:27:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T13:40:55.566+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Serial Addicted</title><summary type='text'>Mi sto drogando di serie televisive,  sono un paio d'anni oramai che ho cominciato, dopo Lost che è alla quarta serie (quindi mi sa che sono più di due anni), mi son perso dietro a Dr. House, Heroes, Life, Terminator, Dexter e sopratutto 24.Questo a portato a decine di ore di download e visione tali da spappolare qualsiasi cervello sano (il mio poi) e portare a farsi domande che una persona </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/2807529637145260619/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=2807529637145260619' title='7 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/2807529637145260619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/2807529637145260619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/07/serial-addicted.html' title='Serial Addicted'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-8075491001107169834</id><published>2008-07-02T21:00:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T08:38:40.663+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Log</title><summary type='text'>A volte capitano delle cose che cambiano radicalmente il senso della giornata, basta solo un o stupido dettaglio tutto quello che stavi facendo prende una piega diversa.Non sconvolgimenti da cambiare la vita, ma piccoli e fastidiosi contrattempi che vanno rovinare quelle due cazzate che stai facendo, rompendoti le palle e compromettendo l'umore.Come quando vai dal dentista e il frescone ti </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/8075491001107169834/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=8075491001107169834' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/8075491001107169834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/8075491001107169834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/07/log.html' title='Log'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-3033334064993292323</id><published>2008-07-01T20:56:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T11:56:58.437+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e piantala di frignare'/><title type='text'>The Roof</title><summary type='text'>Scendo le scale con la borsa a tracolla pregustando il fresco della vasca da 25 metri dove ho intenzione di essere da li ad una decina di minuti, quando vengo fermato ad un posto di blocco nei pressi della porta."Metti giù la borsa, non stai andando da nessuna parte""Eh?""Dobbiamo andare sul tetto ad installare quello" e indica un mastodontico scambiatore di calore fuori dalla porta."Oh ciccio </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/3033334064993292323/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=3033334064993292323' title='6 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/3033334064993292323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/3033334064993292323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/07/roof.html' title='The Roof'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-1457474337039030964</id><published>2008-06-30T13:28:00.021+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T18:39:56.924+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Caspoggio is burning</title><summary type='text'>Fa sempre un certo effetto ripercorrere queste strade, sopratutto quando per tanti motivi (stupidi o seri che siano) è da un sacco che non lo fai.Mentre sali ritrovi certe cose che ti arrivano addosso come un pugno in faccia assieme ad altre che ti svegliano tipo secchiata di acqua fredda il 15 luglio.Il blueprint del paesello è lo stesso per tutti da queste parti,  come se qualcuno si fosse </summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b255cc00bbef43e2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/1457474337039030964/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=1457474337039030964' title='9 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/1457474337039030964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/1457474337039030964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/06/caspoggio-is-burning.html' title='Caspoggio is burning'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-8537014317412161535</id><published>2008-06-28T13:21:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T17:28:37.032+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Everybody Hurts</title><summary type='text'>R.E.M.1992...When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,When you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang onDon't let yourself go, 'cause everybody criesand everybody hurts sometimesSometimes everything is wrong. Now it's time to sing alongWhen your day is night alone, (hold on, hold on)If you feel like letting go, (hold on)When you think you've had too much of this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/8537014317412161535/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=8537014317412161535' title='11 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/8537014317412161535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/8537014317412161535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/06/everybody-hurts.html' title='Everybody Hurts'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/SF41-0pi_0I/AAAAAAAABAM/EQhcy8fJqVM/s72-c/3164ZA9D67L._SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-730860462266538426</id><published>2008-06-27T15:03:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T14:06:21.698+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Subliminare</title><summary type='text'>La partita alla televisione desta il mio interesse quanto Elisa di Rivombrosa,  russia spagna? per un attimo si forma nella mia testa l'immagine di ivan drago davanti ad un torero: "mualeduetto ibuerico io ti spiezzo in due."Cancello l'immagine e do la colpa alla temperatura, o meglio, cerco di convincermi che sia quella.Ancora mezzoretta.Aria immobile e caldo soffocante, normale amministrazione </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/730860462266538426/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=730860462266538426' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/730860462266538426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/730860462266538426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/06/subliminare.html' title='Subliminare'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-4516700256274013325</id><published>2008-06-26T08:30:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T10:34:45.528+02:00</updated><title type='text'>the day after tomorrow</title><summary type='text'>L'emergenza è passata dopo due giorni di lavoro intenso e farcito di impropri. Ora il sistema è nuovamente integro, i dati importantissimi sono stati recuperati, quelli importanti ricostruiti in qualche modo e tutti gli altri rimpiazzati o dimenticati.L'ira dell'armadiona condizionata si è placata e i server funzionano sotto la supervisione del nuovo sistema di backup dal nome molto evocativo, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/4516700256274013325/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=4516700256274013325' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/4516700256274013325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/4516700256274013325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-after-tomorrow.html' title='the day after tomorrow'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-7052513952377176553</id><published>2008-06-24T14:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T19:23:10.705+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful day</title><summary type='text'>Devi leggere bene il manuale prima di usare comandi che non conosci.E quando l'hai letto lo rileggi e quando sei sicuro lo rileggi ancora fino al momento in cui il concetto non è solamente chiaro, ma cristallino e puro al livello del Koh-i-Noor e sei talmente illuminato da non avere il minimo dubbio in proposito sull'argomento, ecco a quel punto quando saresti disposto a giocarti la tua mano </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/7052513952377176553/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=7052513952377176553' title='6 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/7052513952377176553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/7052513952377176553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/06/beautiful-day.html' title='Beautiful day'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/SEkupdhGv1I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/mHJrGqpstUA/s72-c/KillGod.Gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-7105221235781951841</id><published>2008-06-21T13:45:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T12:17:30.078+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Verdena</title><summary type='text'>Scusate sapete dov'è il Live Club?A dire il vero stavamo seguendo voi.ah bene.Qualcuno ha fatto i soldi qui, l'intera struttura sembra dire guardami quanto sono fica, il wanna-be-alcatraz della zona, alternativo quanto un calcio in culo e tanto nuovo che ho idea di poter trovare il cartellino col prezzo delle suppellettili, tutto sommato mi piace.Sul megaschermo passa un filmato ipnotico sul </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/7105221235781951841/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=7105221235781951841' title='8 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/7105221235781951841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/7105221235781951841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/06/verdena.html' title='Verdena'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/SFzqL-uvgJI/AAAAAAAABAE/NAevoMKxU6o/s72-c/21062008517.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-2675624573993839611</id><published>2008-06-20T20:09:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T20:34:43.427+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun is shining</title><summary type='text'>"There are only two tragedies in life. One is not getting what one wants, and the other is getting it." - Oscar WildeQuesto non mi schioda affatto dalla posizione di ignorante cosmico, però ha senso, sembra un po' la stessa cosa che suggerisce quell'antico adagio giapponese che dice di stare molto attenti a quello che si chiede agli dei, perché lo si potrebbe ottenere.Volevo il caldo, ora fa </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/2675624573993839611/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=2675624573993839611' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/2675624573993839611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/2675624573993839611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/06/sun-is-shining.html' title='Sun is shining'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-7364137382699621756</id><published>2008-06-19T11:59:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T12:03:56.601+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess</title><summary type='text'>Vai bene te che te ne stai sulla poltrona acciambellata in mezzo ai cuscini, te lo dico, hai capito tutto della vita.Il gatto è già di per se piuttosto stronzo, un gatto femmina è l'essere più stronzo del creato e la cosa peggiore è che lo sa, lo sa perfettamente e non fa niente per nasconderlo.Indipendentemente dalla situazione si mette sempre e comunque un gradino sopra di te, quando si sdraia </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/7364137382699621756/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=7364137382699621756' title='6 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/7364137382699621756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/7364137382699621756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/06/princess.html' title='Princess'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-53392843992565810</id><published>2008-06-17T20:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T20:34:43.112+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tavoletta</title><summary type='text'>Ora sul serio, in genere sono una persona abbastanza paziente, senza esagerare ma nella norma e capisco sinceramente che ci sono diverse visioni ed interpretazioni di quel bizzarro rito di passaggio che chiamiamo vita, però...Però dai cazzo, se devi nuotare con la tavoletta vai nella corsia dove son tutti a sgambettare allegramente con la tavoletta.Si, intendo quella di fianco alla corsia di </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/53392843992565810/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=53392843992565810' title='5 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/53392843992565810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/53392843992565810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/06/tavoletta.html' title='Tavoletta'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-2571037673263079392</id><published>2008-06-16T10:25:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T08:35:39.909+02:00</updated><title type='text'>rain</title><summary type='text'>...é come dire che sto tempo alla blade runner non faccia il suo schifo di effetto sul morale, lo fa eccome.Non è che le cose cambiano se c'è il sole, ma il più imbecille dei designer può dirti che la confezione è fondamentale nella vendita del prodotto, cioè ti mette nell'ottica giusta, come il titolo o la copertina di un libro che non hai mai visto e alla fine compri perché ti ha incuriosito </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/2571037673263079392/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=2571037673263079392' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/2571037673263079392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/2571037673263079392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/06/rain.html' title='rain'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-8585954492669027438</id><published>2008-06-14T11:21:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T12:54:43.460+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Hollow man</title><summary type='text'>R.E.M.2008...I've been lost inside my headEchoes fall off meI took the prize last nightfor complicated messfor saying things I didn't meanand don't believeBelieve in meBelieve in nothingCorner meAnd make me somethingI've become the hollow manhave I become the hollow man I see?I see this echoingYou had placed your trust in meI went upside downI emptied out the room in thirty seconds leftI can't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/8585954492669027438/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=8585954492669027438' title='5 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/8585954492669027438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/8585954492669027438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/06/hollow-man.html' title='Hollow man'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/SFTf4YDO4KI/AAAAAAAAA-s/fIGw78zB6ts/s72-c/rem-accelerate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-5595430828023189348</id><published>2008-06-12T23:00:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T11:52:34.399+02:00</updated><title type='text'>sacco</title><summary type='text'>Per tutta una serie di motivi molto tristi ed irrimediabilmente pallosi non frequento più la mia storica palestra di karate.Qui attorno c'è poca speranza di trovare un alternativa, ma un paio di ore fa passando in piscina vedo che ci sono nuovi corsi open nelle sale della palestra sopra e tra questi c'è Kickboxing.Mai stato un fan, ma provare giusto per...Guarda io non so proprio niente di </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/5595430828023189348/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=5595430828023189348' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/5595430828023189348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/5595430828023189348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/06/sacco.html' title='sacco'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-1718970919715612086</id><published>2008-06-12T09:24:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T10:10:19.530+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Considerazione</title><summary type='text'>...Mah, ti dirò, come telefilm a me piace la signora in giallo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/1718970919715612086/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=1718970919715612086' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/1718970919715612086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/1718970919715612086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/06/considerazione.html' title='Considerazione'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-2216258930255957695</id><published>2008-06-11T11:29:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T20:12:42.244+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Villa B.</title><summary type='text'>E' una bella giornata di sole, siamo stati graziati, penso mentre seguo la lancetta verde sul gps.Faccio per parcheggiare, ma mi dicono, no, portala dentro c'è spazio.Ottimo.Il cancello è largo qualche centimetro più della macchina e la strada è piuttosto stretta, sudo freddo qualche secondo, ma tutto fila liscio.Parcheggio, scendo e mi trovo nel giardino, davanti a me villa B.Fa caldo e si sente</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/2216258930255957695/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=2216258930255957695' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/2216258930255957695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/2216258930255957695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/06/villa-b.html' title='Villa B.'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/SE_j9Rnx6gI/AAAAAAAAA9o/p-fOdjNgvJg/s72-c/IMG_2190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-1447001688136179085</id><published>2008-06-09T09:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T09:30:36.752+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tir</title><summary type='text'>Faccio per attraversare la strada, guardo a destra e a sinistra non c'è nessuno, ho guardato, ne sono sicuro, appoggio il piede sui sanpietrini e mi pare di avvertire una sorta di brezza, poi dal nulla, dal cazzo di fottuto nulla si materializza un tir bianco e blu lanciato a tuono che da aria ad un milione di decibel di clacson e mi fa un pelo tipo quello di topgun alla torre di controllo.Devo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/1447001688136179085/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=1447001688136179085' title='5 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/1447001688136179085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/1447001688136179085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/06/tir.html' title='Tir'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-108255314078229264</id><published>2008-06-07T10:06:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T10:07:49.658+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Solo 10 minuti</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/108255314078229264/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=108255314078229264' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/108255314078229264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/108255314078229264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/06/solo-10-minuti.html' title=''/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-5875401328548079173</id><published>2008-06-04T08:00:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T10:58:47.965+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock'/><title type='text'>Dinosaur Jr</title><summary type='text'>June 3, 2008MusicDromeMilan, Italy...Ho fatto un po' di fatica a trovare il locale, forse perché il pullman del gruppo era parcheggiato davanti e nascondeva completamente l'entrata, avrei dovuto immaginarlo, ma alla fine l'importante è essere arrivato.Il cielo è grigio, anche se ancora non piove, per fortuna suonano al chiuso.Sembra che il sole non abbia nessuna intenzione di uscire quest'anno, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/5875401328548079173/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=5875401328548079173' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/5875401328548079173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/5875401328548079173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/06/dinosaur-jr.html' title='Dinosaur Jr'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/SEXGBd7RBpI/AAAAAAAAA88/XkutjbTCUUc/s72-c/03062008512.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-3680286097843200691</id><published>2008-06-02T11:38:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T12:55:51.939+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Sing for absolution</title><summary type='text'>Muse2004...Lips are turning bluea kiss that can't renewI only dream of youmy beautifultiptoe to your rooma starlight in the gloomI only dream of youand you never knewsing for absolutionI will be singingfalling from your gracethere's nowhere left to hidein no one to confidethe truth runs deep insideand will never dielips are turning bluea kiss that can't renewI only dream of youmy beautifulsing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/3680286097843200691/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=3680286097843200691' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/3680286097843200691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/3680286097843200691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/06/sing-for-absolution.html' title='Sing for absolution'/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2On6nS4p_AA/SEPAQAy5bPI/AAAAAAAAA8E/2QuEwybEp_M/s72-c/absolution.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144629139159432934.post-1537896864096512997</id><published>2008-05-28T01:01:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T13:33:21.512+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life... You give them a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/feeds/1537896864096512997/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144629139159432934&amp;postID=1537896864096512997' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/1537896864096512997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144629139159432934/posts/default/1537896864096512997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorieperdute.blogspot.com/2008/05/have-you-ever-been-in-love-horrible.html' title=''/><author><name>{Jester}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12971243673376779189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
