I did not think we could go that far ...
All I could imagine except a disaster of this magnitude! I do not know how to describe the feeling that I carry inside me last night, after seeing on television characters reappear as if by magic the Italian political scene that I thought had been permanently silenced. Yet we Italians are once again able to do the impossible. I think at this point is just so not meririamo Democracy (or what's left for some years now) we have, we are no longer able to think with our heads and we prefer to do so are always the others, so that we can live in peace and, in case things go wrong, we can always blame the person who has done it ours.
E 'credible in how we sell, and how for a few crumbs left Italy in the hands of the usual vultures. If nothing else we will not have to pay the ICI on the first house! Cool! Or we will not have to worry about the non-EU, since they will all be sent home (last night spoke of his already fantastic Fini Bossi-Fini law)! This is also a great cool. Too bad that the downside could be a worrying tantinello: we could hopping from one day to another, that right next to our beautiful home we have pulled up with so much love and we should not pay more than the ICI due to Berlusca, is being built one of these fucking energy plants (not do nothing but enhance the money of those who have invested in building it) that clog the lungs and that will achieve what we hoped for when we decide to sell it, because who the fuck want if you buy a house next to a dude like that? Or discover that the job freed from all the immigrants are sent home duties than ever, for our dignity, we could do, so as not to tarnish the good name of our little family! Result? We gave Italy who knows how to squeeze down to the bone to enrich their pockets in exchange for € 500 a year and a few thousand jobs (those promised 15 years ago and we're still waiting) who cmq we do not want ever to do so not in line with our expectations ... you happy!
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Eml Model E100 Motion Lights
Right, I say! So I added a collection where harm will insert all the photos worthy of the name. Of course I'll keep the old collections, so that I can satisfy a bit 'all.
This is the ' address of the new collection:
Hello hello and happy viewing!
Monday, April 7, 2008
Columbus Ohio Generac Dealers
whole different story!
I've always considered an avid photographer. I like looking at them, criticize them without knowing the technical terms. I'm crazy for macros and those full of contrasting colors, those views and close-ups that highlight even the smallest pore of your skin! I've always tried to make the perfect shot to put as desktop wallpaper or to enlarge and hang on the wall as a trophy in memory of businesses now fall into oblivion, and I think I succeeded, sometimes! But when I put my hands on the so-called reflex digital, I no longer have those certainties. Making photos is becoming a difficult challenge because these damn highlight the smallest error of the photographer ... just wrong assessment of one of the required parameters that the picture becomes unwatchable ... but the beauty is just that, no? And to think I thought I could handle the situation, familiar with my Lumix (after a glorious run with a Nikon Coolpix 2500) to set the correct values \u200b\u200bfor the display and backlight compensation on the concept of auto bracket seemed to be something miraculous to manage. All unnecessary work when compared with the amount of information and concepts that serve to take decent pictures with my new Canon 400D (Thanks to Passion03 for having converted to the camera and, above all, the Canon). E 'was love at first sight: I was there that I wandered to the flea market to PhotoShow of Rome when it was pointed out to less conspicuously. I tried to resist, trying to distract myself with other exhibits on other shelves, but I did not. I was so busy studying that I found the receipt of cash in hand without even realizing it. Well you found me and seduced in a way that only the big man can do! Bottom line: they are two days taking pictures around the house and now the dust under my sofa can be said to have had his moment of glory ;-)
Finally ... I do not know if you have this particular sound that closes the shutter control of the finger, that click (which is not really a click) and net fluid that makes the chains while making it eternal ... Well, if you did this ... then you can not understand and I advise you to continue to take pictures with your compact to avoid being sucked into this sort of Dante's circle dedicated to the kind of person who calls himself "Photographer" (which I unfortunately still do not belong); -)
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Finally ... I do not know if you have this particular sound that closes the shutter control of the finger, that click (which is not really a click) and net fluid that makes the chains while making it eternal ... Well, if you did this ... then you can not understand and I advise you to continue to take pictures with your compact to avoid being sucked into this sort of Dante's circle dedicated to the kind of person who calls himself "Photographer" (which I unfortunately still do not belong); -)
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