Thursday, December 24, 2009

How To Make Pakistani Skin Lighter

good intentions

will come a day when everything will stop tormenting

Monday, December 14, 2009

Wording For Engagementcard

What we are missing, Part 3: cinema


Just when I was about to settle the ranking of the most beautiful Italian cinema - sure what would be the number one - I learned of the tragic end of President Cinema of Milan , which since last July has ceased programming.

global trade, mass-, laminated, and is claiming a new victim: the single-screen cinema in the city center. It 's true, some are now dilapidated, decaying, with uncomfortable seats and bad audio, but it is also true that among these were hidden pearls of rare beauty, as the President of Largo Augusto. The most beautiful film I've ever seen. The real passion behind the President led to select only first-rate films, not those stuffy, boring art-house films, but those "masterpieces commerciali2 who can wink at blockbuster despite the strong authorship. I followed them Woody Allen, accompanied the evolution of Sofia Coppola and Jim Jarmusch enjoyed otherness. The experience begins at the entrance, where - after having descended a large scale of the valley - The ticket gave you a copy with a mini-press release of the film, With plot and criticisms received. Not a flyer, but their testimony research and interest in cofronti of what you were selling. The ecstasy, then, once they arrived in the lobby: design clearly inspired by mid-60's, nicely curved lines, velvet, optical prints, colors of the forest, attention to detail, love of beauty. A lobby that looked like the living room. Bathrooms should have been mentioned often in the design magazines and decorating interiors, they were so beautiful, with their mirrors and their round blue mosaics. No crowds, no crowds, no queues, no pop-corn on the ground, because even the attendance of the President were of a certain cultural level. Mostly well-dressed ladies and gentlemen, boys well, people made, quiet, pleasant-looking. The room was large, but not great, though with a better system sound. The velvet chairs, in all likelihood, more comfortable in your living room.

A masterpiece of design, measurement, privacy, education, love of cinema, that prior to greet his guests, brought attention to a phrase inscribed on the lintel output: "A great movie starts when you leave the room. "


JS

Bloody Mucus 8 Days Before Period

disillusionment

who knows how many are the thoughts and spontaneous gestures?
I bet no one will find time for everything, except for as you say? The stakes are high
many words.


little thick on this trip are always alone.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Menards Laminates For Countertops

SHAME ON YOU Mr.President


Shame on you mr. president!
BAD decision to support the MILITARY INDUSTRIAL COMPLEX! That is not why You Were Elected for!
I do not understand what you are doing over there anymore. This better be one hell of a speech. Lay out a plan with a stated goal and a road map for both peace and withdraw. I know that it must be an unbelievably hard decision to knowingly send some of America's best to their death. Please make world understand why it needs to be done. Don't let this become your Vietnam. There is to much to be done for you to go down because of another President's war.
World doesn't need anothers war's heroes, but brains for research and hands to help each others.

Saturday, November 28, 2009

Diffence Between Cubefield 1 And 2

Dubai: a tale of broken dreams

Panorama of Portofino


Panorama Dubai

When I lose time in seeking new places for possible investment property, my dad often says, "There's a reason even if some famous places are just where they are." That is, Portofino, St. Moritz, Capri, etc., are so famous, so beloved, so exclusive because they are actually in place wonderfully beautiful. And 'that's the reason why real estate values \u200b\u200bare higher than in Porto Cervo Golfo Aranci, as that's the difference between St. Moritz and Bever, Portofino and Santa Margherita, St Tropez and Juan-les-Pins. If these famous resorts have been built and visited for centuries by the "beautiful world" - by whom could spend more - it is because they were the most beautiful places from the naturalistic point of view. If I sit in a mountainous area, why not choose the one with the most beautiful mountains and lakes? If I have to spend their holidays at sea, why not choose the place with water, rocks and beautiful sunsets? When it comes to holidays, therefore, nature comes first. Services, then, even necessary, as they are after. The value of investment property, then, is much safer as far as the resort is anchored real and intrinsic values \u200b\u200bprotected by wise governments. The African Garden of Eden, for example, in addition to being risky from a health perspective, difficult to provide the necessary guarantees for a long-term investment. These guarantees, as well as nature, must be politico-economic order, which the State must demonstrate that he inclined to the stability of legislation and also in the inner tube. Safety features that distinguish a safe investment by an investment-suicide. And 'course, a chalet in Suvretta is much less economical of his Romanian counterpart or Lapp, but the constant re-evaluation of security investment is also very different. The golden formula, therefore, nature is more political and economic context.


Water Sardinian


water Dubai Marina

The whole premise to get to the sad point of today: the alleged crack of Dubai World, the holding company that controls all investments, both domestic and foreign, the emirate , including Nakheel, the company responsible for construction projects Palm, The World, and many others. Financial markets in the world, for two days in this part have been shaken by the news that Dubai World has postponed repayment of huge debts which he had to face in order to allow the destruction of culture, nature and financial framework that is under the eyes of the world. Let's step back. Why Dubai wanted to build this huge white elephant? Simple, because they believed it to absorb their future without oil resources in Dubai, among other things, is also not so rich. The plan was, and remains until proven otherwise, from scratch to build a playground for millionaires and retired star, made up of villas, golf, yacht, ports and hotels by unprecedented luxury. All in the middle of nowhere. On the one hand a sea rather ugly - the beaches have been recreated artificially, because originally there were rocks and mud - on the other the desert. That's true, the hot, one that extends as far as the eye can see. Compared to Las Vegas seems to Lerici. The promise of a fairy world where everything You can immediately stimulated the imagination of players and exotic surgeons attracted several investors. The prices were on the whole content and there was a solution for every budget. Palm Jumeirah has been sold quite well and quickly, as well as properties in Dubai Marina, the exclusive area of \u200b\u200bthe port. For three or four years everyone wanted to try Dubai taste of what was done, someone has bought it, someone else has enjoyed a week at the Burj al-Arab, the most luxurious hotel in the world. A tower that comes out of nowhere, among the mud and dirty water. On the wave of many other original, ambitious, projects are parties: other Palm, The World, Prehistoric Park and hundreds of condominiums. The result, as is evident, has been disastrous. Accomplice to a global recession, the huge supply has not been supported by solid sales figures and have properties unsold means not only depreciates the same, but also devalue the entire property sector. Here, in short, as did the money go to Dubai.
should now be clear why the long introduction to the places of historical tourism. In Dubai there is a nice nature? No. In Dubai there is a socio-politico-economic climate similar to the West? No. That's why the level of risk of such an investment is very high. Of course, with similar operations, the experienced operator can make huge profits by buying and selling at the right time, but this may not be the modus operandi of the father who is looking for a safe investment, in a place where you can enjoy nature and services with his family and who wants to see re-evaluated its investment - maybe a little at a time - continuously from decade to decade. Not only, therefore, in Dubai, the landscape is horrible, but it became worse, we tried to go against nature, creating islands, mountains, waterways and beaches. Aberration after another.

Questions to ask yourself when you buy a property in one place, in the city but especially in vacation spots, is: will remain so in ten years? will ruin the landscape with buildings obscene? I have such insurance that the government has no laws or regulations which would affect the property or equilibiri habits who often visits this place? But above all you have to ask: it looks like or has the potential to become the new Portofino or St. Moritz? If you are not good to give these answers, then go play it safe and opt for something that even your grandparents knew.

JS

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Derivative Developer Interview

aimlessly


Mi trovo a passeggiare senza meta, solo per lasciare correre il groppo alla gola. la realtà mi sembra patinata e every corner is now unknown. How could I not see that it was all deceit? but half a heart bleeds because it believes the other half because he does not believe. Similarly, each step rests on a thin crust of ice, as is becoming my body. tapering up to shoot, shoot myself in this disregard everything I thought I knew. Yet, I can not believe yet, half. I can not give me peace and I rebel myself .. better walking, breathing, looking for a point, let me get home.

Friday, November 20, 2009

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MAD WORLD


MAD WORLD All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces

Bright and early for their daily races

Going nowhere, going nowhere

Their tears are filling up their glasses

No expression, no expression

Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow

No tomorrow, no tomorrow



And I find it kinda funny

I find it kinda sad

The dreams in which I'm dying

Are the best I've ever had

I find it hard to tell you

I find it hard to take

When people run in circles

It's a very, very mad world mad world



Children waiting for the day they feel good

Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday

Made to feel the way that every child should

Sit and listen, sit and listen

Went to school and I was very nervous

No one knew me, no one knew me

Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson

Look right through me, look right through me



And I find it kinda funny

I find it kinda sad

The Dreams In Which I'm dying
Are the Best I've Ever Had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take When people
run in circles It's a
very, very mad world ... world
Enlarge your world Mad world


Wednesday, November 18, 2009

How Many Men Has Belledonna Slept With?

Sweetness

Now that only the silence surrounding all this, I think that everything could be different , have 'another life, another breath, and even an' other happiness. I guess while I fall asleep in your arms of white wool, and laid his head in his feathers that you chose to rock, all this will vanish. I flatter myself that the wool is transformed into flesh and feathers in hair, bones, and I seem to hear a voice that speaks to me gently so as to make me cry. Here, everything is back. We can hear the sound of flowers blooming.

Thursday, October 29, 2009

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FOG - Fear of Google


E 'a few years that futurists and analysts Sunday lavish praise for the exceptional accuracy of the advances of George Orwell voyeuristic about the evolution of our social world. Until yesterday, everything seemed a stretch to print a real threat, more a reason to make "trash talking" that a genuine concern. Now things are changing very rapidly, and the problem is that most of us (which considers the issues already addressed and discussed the issue with Orwell, Big Brother) does not realize the speed and power of this change, and even worse, losing the ability to defend against this flow, which in large steps, will lead us to put our lives on display. But let's step back a little, trying to understand how, step by step, we have lost our privacy.

The real problem was the birth of the Internet. It existed before the investigators (who were following us to see what they were doing and who attended) and eavesdroppers (who recorded the telephone calls from fixed phones and then cell phone). To be the subject of interest by these gentlemen had to have done something extra that you have tried the word "bomb" on a search engine, I assure you. Then came the intenet, that in any case, before becoming dangerous has experienced a five-year period of adaptation, which was not only very powerful, very uncommon. Therefore, the individual moment of rupture at the time of the Our mothers and fathers (baby boomers), our teachers and our "stupid friends" have begun to consider the network just like the coffee: necessary, since the morning. Since then "they" (the network, so anyone) can know what we, what we look, what to write. Remains valid, the concept that not all of us are in the public interest and institutional. The email and internet history of the "Lady Gina" probably were and still are of little interest as well as too fragmented to be useful "as a whole" for statistical purposes. Internet remains one of the many media, with television, print, mobile and fixed phones. Here, this time finished now a few years ago, egna the line, is the big misunderstanding: the press and the generalist TV begin their barrage of news reports and made covers which demonizes the new Risk-Internet, the threat of infringement of privacy. The world digests the problem, he believes he could easily defend because the information at stake are not so important. Never mind, after all, if someone knows that I'm interested in esotericism geese book online a trip to Paris. Full speed ahead! And the guard is lowered just as the process was really taking hold of our lives with a host of new technologies and APPLICATIONS who, at that point, were regarded as entirely normal and legitimate: I'm talking about Technology VOIP (Skype) but most of Facebook, what I call "the revenge of nullity." If Skype (fortunately not too common) is just one more step in the control of information, but Facebook is the drug for the mass that suddenly becomes persente permanently on the network, creating a database of unimaginable available to anyone who is concerned, riding the wave of enthusiasm for new users of the network post-MSN Messenger. Facebook is used by all, is the first time that the friends of our parents do a thing with us, just like us. The basic principle of this social network is the lever of personal-brand-awareness, which is the tease the narcissism inherent in everyone. There are people who delude themselves to reinvigorate and enhance their social image through stories cleverly constructed, subject to status declarations, photographs, films. I happened more than once to feel a certain need to be there, by some friends in certain situations: "Come on, we take a picture" - they say - as if the picture represented the very existence of that moment. If it is not on Facebook, in short, does not exist. This gave way to many people who believed to live in the shadow of building a "personal brand" and the most good (basics of marketing will help a lot in this direction) to create even a character who is spied, imitated, envied. As another example, I happened more than once to grasp that my interlocutor knew exactly what I had done the summer before and especially those who had attended. Some questions are more in the era of Facebook. Many cases are then discronia, or to people who want to give a picture of himself from reality, because FB gives way at all to be storytellers. But everything has a price, that of absolute certainty of not being able to go back, can not erase anything. Verba volant, bytes manent.

Well, in summary, as well as Ecelon, the large ears of the CIA, we tested the VOIP calls, and in life every day, to the extent that we leave our tracks on the Internet, sites, social networks and more. Google does the rest, the real danger of the Internet 3.0, that of the "uninterrupted flow of information."

Google has a search engine, a provider of email (Gmail), applications, Earth, Maps, Docs, a web browser (Chrome), Youtube, and launching applications is formidable as Google and Google Voice Wave (a sharing system that combines MESSAGING, qualsiassi documents or anything else). You've forgotten curamente market something, but it is certain that this package represents the final package of the spy "and what is worse is that it is the full developmental stage. The Android operating system may be the straw that breaks the camel's back. Android is an operating system for mobile phones and smartphones, to compete with Symbian and Windows Mobile and its victory over the rivals could be the decisive battle Google in the knowledge economy. Internet, voice and location. Nothing would be more out of their reach. The only think that a impiegatino Google, eating stale pizza, could have a few laughs by clicking on my files, access to so much of my life scares me. Fear of Google, so the New York Times has called the phenomenon, which fortunately has been detected, the collective psychosis of information control. It is not Microsoft, But Google, the biggest thing on the network.

Another risk is that terrible of the assimilation of Google with the concept of "knowledge". Here in Italy we are concerned about press freedom, knowing that most people today are what they are looking on the internet, no newspapers, and less and less TV. Television is set to see drastically reduced its role not just disappear generation of housewives is not computerized, the only day on the edge of the computerization process. The TV will scale over time to the role of on-demand content will be fully integrated with the Internet, live on the web, integrated with its giant flow of information, preferences, content, traceability. Even today many confuse Google with the Oracle at Delphi, asking direct questions, and believing that his rispostre be prophetic Google Books (which I had overlooked) is aimed at this, to give a kind of cultural legitimacy to general inquiries . Think of the danger of seeing all that truth is on the Internet. Not coincidentally because the Web is the place where all theories complottisitche, more or less extravagant, and listeners are gullible supporters.

then get ready to defend our privacy and our knowledge of the network by the monster. I can see tomorrow Tutoring companies that will arise for the personal presence on the internet for advice on creating secure communication structures. The Internet presence can have many sides posisitvi but for now it seems clear that the prospective risks are far greater. Ah, I forgot, this blog is hosted by Google.


JS


Tuesday, September 29, 2009

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The September Movie Break

'll look now become a lover of horror. Not so, when I see talent runs after him. A few months ago was the post on the new wave horror French (of the Hague and Gens), now thickening by a recent discovery: Fabrice Du Welz paired with his writer Oliver Blackburn. The films are three, all to see. I saw them on three consecutive days, following the enthusiasm.











Calvaire (2004): I do not remember how I found it but it's been a real upheaval. More disturbing Martyrs, Calvaire tells the story of a mediocre singer that theater staging, failure due to the van, in the hotel wrong, wrong in the village. It seems the usual plot to "Texas Chainsaw Massacre ", the ingredients are the same, but here nothing is as it seems. The views are reversed: the victim must face the executioners whose world view has shifted, almost always reversed, and their mental abnormalities act in unison , resulting in a trip (an ordeal, in fact) deeper into the nightmare, the fact of desolation, alienation, deviation. The film gradually rises in intensity: after half an hour, which sometimes need to "resist" despite being immediately obvious the talents of the director, the last part is a crescendo of blows to tremendous effect. A sequence of all, the final showdown, shooting prependicolarmente the room is a magnificent vision of a frightful force is very rare. The audience is completely lost by the absence of references rational, feeling totally shared only with the tortured singer. Frvi Just to understand: the protagonist is called by all "Gloria" or "whore." A lamb is consoderato be a dog, when not in use for a practice that I am ashamed to even write. For really strong stomachs, Calvaire sports a strong and talented visual survey of the nightmare (with implications Christians) unsettling, creating the most depressing film I've ever seen. That night I woke up three times a prey to nightmares. For real.







Vinyan (2008): four years after Calvaire, Du Welz is back with his own Apocalypse Now, which of course enjoyed the benefit of American nutshell, yet without compromising too much the characteristics that have brought to the fore with Calvaire. A married couple loses a child during the tsunami and decided to return to Bourma to find him. Thus begins their journey in fear of a beautiful forest populated by gangs of children. Unfortunately for them there are the "lost children" of Neverland '. Again Du Welz depicts an inner journey that slowly loses adherence to reality, becoming a stream where the protagonists can only obey. Constant over Calvaire remains to impotence in ocnfronti of fate, it seems that react no use: the only way to salvation and redemption through the blood and the recognition of insanity as a necessary evil to atone for the guilt. Emanuelle Béart, beautiful, retains clarity for just over fifteen minutes, and then show yielding and united with the spirit of children and the forest.
Less "gore" and less amazing Calvaire, Vinyan still retains an admirable originality, never falling into the banality of the genre and exhibiting the usual beautiful sound and visual talent. A gem, elegant and deep.







Donkey Punch (2008): Directed by Oliver Blackburn (scittore trusted Du Welz) is by far the most conventional of the three, no great idea, neither subject nor technical, but a super-luxury box to remind American journeyman who can make a teen-horror in a slightly more cultured. Three girls in Majorca are invited on board a yacht with four guys in the crew license. The little party, will turn into a nightmare when an accident will result in nervous breakdown and an absurd sequence of deaths. Donkey Punch is a deja-vu in many ways, but photography, music and recitations sometimes lead him a bit more above average. Sballone half-erotic-teen (soft core, but rather explicit), half-splatter, with stabs, propellers and rockets fired into flail chest: the combination is successful, the film is enjoyable and fresh, especially in the first part. To see it, and how it is with the "smile". Ah, I think we are only in their original language.

PS Donkey Punch is an urban legend that, unleashing a sharp blow on the neck to the partner while having sex abuse, there would be a prodigious effect.

JS






Friday, September 25, 2009

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David Carradine: Kill Bill


"-was the true story of Charlie Wallser?"
"- I could not swear to every detail but it is certainly true that it is a story."



[No Country for Old Men]






The details of this story have passed from mouth to mouth, so I'm not ready to swear on their complete authenticity. But it remains a story. Here it is.
I loafers, the ones I mean, there are no more. Or better, so I thought until A few weeks ago. Sadly, for years, I tried to themselves that the British (Crockett & Jones in all) were the best on the square, they were the closest to those archetypes which are now too firmly etched in my memory to be able to compromise. But no, basically I have never gone down. The only viable option was to house the grandmother as the last vestiges of an extinct species.
few weeks ago, a cousin of the older generation goes to Paris to visit, and Cousins \u200b\u200bof the new generation can not help but notice that the doors of beautiful moccasins. "Spongy, light, beautiful." I immediately reported the news. Cousin "old school" is certainly a very elegant man, and the "little cousin" are certainly guys with good taste, so I take the ' for good insight. "They are made by hand, tailor in Florence. Here we immediately ordered him a pair"-says the cousin, "and it immediately triggers a mad rush to those moccasins.

With a bit of intelligence I get the information you need well-structured and, beating all the time, are the first to find them. I smiled when I saw them. The shop owner (which makes them get to Florence), I will certainly have taken for a madman. I did not know that skin color and scgliere were all beautiful. Lightweight, tapered, sole wire. rfetti, although not for all seasons. In the end I have brought two, knowing that soon I would have bought them all. Back home (I was in a period of "tiring" at home), I show them to my father: "Jacopo but are you kidding? These I have too. Were not you noticed?". Had found them before me. that's why they were so familiar.

Now a bit of mythology. The moccasins are an exact reproduction of the model Arfango, famous in annisettanta when Tod's still there was no news. The old creative director of the Florentine house had them replicated, using foreign brands and unknown (No trace on the internet). I'm talking about the past because it seems he has died just over two months ago, leaving us again without hope.
models that have the same "line" are three: classical and formal, polished leather, sports, the aged look (a miracle), and suede. The thread that unites them is the soft, sober and a touch of the past, gives the impression that you bring the foot is something that came before us, something that does not need to be used for "aging well." In short, the best discovery of the year.


JS



Sunday, September 13, 2009

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Affluence.org: speechless


Thursday I did a bike ride with his brother and cousins. Initially to go to the "feast" of Italy Independent, then I took the opportunity to look around. It was the sleepless night of fashion. First experiment of an initiative that, while it is commendable for at least trying to move something, the other made me almost tenderness. The feeling was to open the doors to everyone, not to make them share what the movement to try desperately to "make money". Fashion Week, the real one, and will soon be closed as usual. It 's like if fashion asked his audience to come to her rescue, buying in times of need, and then slam the door on the parades and festivals to count for real.

The comparison with the Design Week spontaneously, and can only be resolved with an obvious fact: the design is true and does not take itself too seriously; fashion on the other hand can not be fully opened to that kind of that distinguishes the aesthetic elitism. Last night seemed to feel a kind of unnerved by the professionals who, seeing such a confluence of "commoners" in the Quadrilateral, suffered the desecration of their temples.

It 'a real pity, because fashion, like design, is among the most exclusive values \u200b\u200bthat Italy holds. They are the product of two cultures made of experience, craftsmanship, knowledge, industrial base, educated clientele. These values \u200b\u200bshould be shared on the basis of passion, interest, unfiltered by the glamor and the covers of magazines. The design fails to support the dichotomy between "insiders" and the less glamorous audience, because the details of its internal system (companies, designers, shops, customers) share most of the targets. They are on the same side of the fence, are automatically excluded, effectively communicate with each other because they use the same language and this makes it less jarring their chances of meeting. Fashion is not, and the reason is clear: the fashion business, multinational in its meaning can no longer whether to embrace all segments of consumers, even those not deemed "equal" to participate in its bacchanalia.


JS

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

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Premium for independence vs. merge to survive




IHT on Monday morning Thomas Friedman (when not talking about "green" is still my favorite writer) has further clarified its position within about the direction that the United States and the rest of the world must take in response to the economic crisis. The title, rather than direct, it was "Invent, invent, invent." Rather than print money, according to Friedman, would be more useful to go back to print talents significantly : Thomas Edison, Bill Gates, Sergey Brin, Larry Page, some of the proposals for an intense mass production. Talent, brains, not the stimulus pack are those that create real wealth and perspective. To do this, of course, need to focus on education of excellence, the university, which should not be placed in competition with the neighboring state (in case the U.S.), but be related to the competitive benchmarks. Even universities "first tier" should therefore continue to push up the competition, following the first class.


This may seem quite logical reasoning, almost trivial, but if traced back to the Italian situation can really be scary. The lack of competitiveness at the international level is worrying. In Italy we bully basically of two universities (Politecnico di Milano and Bocconi ), almost as if they were wonderful, but the reality is another: what we consider excellence for the rest of the world is lean normal.


I believe that most of these problem stems from the excessive extension of the number of universities and degree courses. Although the broadening of the students has led to an increase of 'literacy', it is equally undeniable that the majority of smaller institutions has created a huge mass of students with low skills and, even worse, completely devoid of goals. The dynamics of the "study by force" is the most damaging could be to preserve the quality of teaching. Perhaps the establishment of start-up courses for work would be more useful for those who have no clear idea when selecting post-maturity, and return a bit 'air in the labor market.




JS

Friday, June 26, 2009

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Montecarlo: Vacationland


E 'was a statue before he died. It 'was the biggest star the world has ever known. He lived on this earth as a deity and this has created its Olympus, Neverland: to preserve his messianic nature, too often mistaken for disequilibrium. His image had to lose concreteness, even before his death there was organic physical death, which made his body a mere walking aid. Michael Jackson was not himself, was the representation of himself. The symbolic images, the images, the Pop in its truest representation, than Warhol, more than Koons. He was bigger, because he used himself, no other support, to allow his art to explode. The metarmorfosi the meat was only the first step closer to that eternity which had already won.

Jacko was the greatest show ever brought to the scene of this little world . A show that will never cease to go on stage, because for a long time had no need of a human consideration.


JS

Saturday, June 20, 2009

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Salone del Mobile 2009: a brief report


Like Dario Argento has renewed the registration of horror in the '70s, the French now are paving the way forward, on all three tests support this conclusion: High Tension and The Hills Have Eyes, Alexandre Aja and Frontiers, by Xavier Gens. The first two in particular show that there is a "thin" to respond to the atrocities that come from the United States. The new frontier in the French horror genre to a dignity and a more extensive usability via a way of making a film that takes care of writing (characters and time) and form (the music is always amazing). The "monsters" are never there to offend and victims scriteriatamente are never there to offer their meat as sacrificial lambs. In some ways it is as if the lesson of Hostel was heard, learned and high. In a nutshell I would say that it is plausible that aura of realism and the true figure of this surprising and pleasant current.


Having framed the main frame come to Martyrs, the film more than any other will give the dedication to the French school horror, as it is, perhaps, the maturity of its kind, the diamond that shines more, the horse who has run faster than others.

not Martyrs only a great horror, is a great film that redefines the standards from top to bottom like that. It 'a film caught, deep, raw and shocking, despite the deafening amount of blood you can not remove his eyes from the screen. The attention to detail, love of the likelihood and at the same time, the desire for transcendence, are blended seamlessly, like a journey towards the end, it is death or God Asceticism (which is then the real point of the film) is not only told, but was proven: In a series of steps, but also tremendous yearning, the authors lead the viewer by the hand until their final dissertation, which, to date, is also the most credible and more exciting God I've ever seen.

I know it sounds "big words" but I assure you that martyrs will leave something that is not easily forgotten.

Bringing the discussion on more pragmatic tone, the largest found in the narrative is dramatic change of perspective that, in the middle of the film turns completely the point of view, after the death of the "protagonist". The last time I saw a steering handle with great care so drastic has been the death of Janet Leigh in Psycho. And I've said it all.

If you really, then, we find the hair in the egg, then we say that the only flaw is small, perhaps in an excessive length of one to two steps and in some delay too much when the pace required a bit of fuel.

remains an absolute test of artistic skill and narrative that, although there inorridirà, deserves to be enjoyed with nerves taut.


Wednesday, June 10, 2009

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Business of Green



My name is Edoardo Bonaccorsi and "The Magaziner" is the book that will take care of in "Life is a Show"; What is it? Simple, take a magazine (even if I run a newspaper) and we'll review it. One way to discover sides Hidden publishing nationally and internationally, to see from a different point of view we do have something in his hands. Exactly how to do it for a drive. Review and vote (on the basis of 5 stars, just like the disks).

IL: Intelligence in Lifestyle - The men of Il Sole 24 Ore ".
Country: Italy - stars: 4.5 / 5
Frequency: monthly

last summer when I was in my hands the first issue of THE I said, "to be a high-circulation magazine does not seem to be Italian." And it is exactly the first thing that comes to mind having his hands. Let's just say it like it is: the best Italian monthly. Take a

good dose of Monocle, add More Intelligent Life Economist and seasoned with a sprinkling of The European, the Sunday edition of Il Sole 24 ORE apolitical and Articles of Il Foglio. I forgot, since we are also taking Class and burn with fire, making a beautiful flame. In a few words is seemingly perfect.

The graphics are exceptionally clean, which seems to be to Monocle, but with that quirk pop off that air in more than a bit prissy 'dislike of the monthly T. Wine.

Articles are all in-depth, are very interesting even though most of them lack a real office organization: underneath it is still a male.

This is basically the only reason that led me to not give all 5 stars, but perfection is nasty, ugly, boring, then - not perfect - absolutely perfect.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Same Symptoms For Fibroid Ovarian Cyst




David Carradine is now dead.
I've never been a fan of the genre of films in which he prevail. I met him as Bill.
"Bill" died and I like to think that it was Black Mamba.


JS

Monday, May 18, 2009

Edmonton Male Waxing Brazilian




This time I do not know what to say.

few days ago I was invited to join a social network called Affluence.org . After reading the mail of presentation I had almost convinced that it was spam or a joke, because more or less went like this (in English): You are invited to join our exclusive network of millionaires will give you access to various privileges Typically, a concierge service calls for any event on the planet, as well as allow you to be in direct contact with other States "tributaries" like you.

But the best part is this: to register you must have a household income of at least € 300.00 or a total net worth at least 3 million . Checks will be made about your status.

So I Googled the community and saw that it was a joke, it really exists, and I'm shocked. At least, however, say it clear here: you're only interested millionaire.

Miracles (and aberrations) in the network.

I will let you know.


JS



Friday, May 8, 2009

Can U Buy Valium Off The Counter?




First of all, as I feel it is time to tell you not suspect that the indistria car failed, flawed source. The sector has taken on a role too important (in terms of employment and contribution to GDP) in relation to the product that sells. The auto market is chronically cyclical, when it's bad eating the fat that produces at best. Vice to the bottom line is this: why an individual should change the car all the time? And above all, because it must do if your car continues to run well? What we have created is a huge misunderstanding, crafted, which likens the change to drive change of clothes. Fashion and status, in fact. I have a BMW for nine years, is still beautiful, well kept, and I have no need to change it, so long as it continues to do his job. She was beautiful when I bought it, and remains so today. It was paid in cash, who gave it to me could afford. No PMT, no lease, that machine is not part of the mechanism by which "at some point you may wish to change it, otherwise not worth anything." My brother has a BMW, newer than mine, and I remember distinctly that I felt when I saw it just a difference in just a few years, BMW had changed its strategy by increasing the technology and reducing the intrinsic value of the car in terms of finishes, materials and perceived luxury. He sliced \u200b\u200bopen the market wider, more models with "cheap" at that time were non plus ultra. But they were destined to grow old soon. They were, and are self "on scheduled date." From the point of view TECHNOLOGY, but especially from the aesthetic point of view. Soon that will seem old BMW. My hand, that the old lady is for real, will always have that austere and solid line with what had been conceived. Let me give you another example. You know the Mercedes SL? Well, my grandfather had one in 1972, wonderful, never a night out of the garage, perfect, immortal. That model lasted twenty years. That after only 10, and the current starts to change in less than 5. Maybe a bit mistake the years, but the concept remains. The auto manufacturers 'premium' had changed their strategy. They wanted to get into all segments of the market, wanted to sign promissory notes and lease agreements at all, and to support the play had to quickly change models: making oboleti soon forced to sign new leases and so on. Just ask your grandfather or your father, in those who owned BMW or Mercedes in their time. I'm sure you will say, "certainly less than now." I think this has much to do with the "cesca at any cost," but this is a medium much more complex and I are certainly not the best person to deal with it.

Let us yesterday. Two articles on IHT: the first "BMW puts a premium on independence", the second Fiat in talks to buy GM's European operations, " clearly discernible two opposite strategies. On the one hand Marchionne says that you can not survive with less than 6 million cars sold, the other BMW expects a return to basics, focusing on restoring the old values \u200b\u200b(luxury and quality) and independence. hard to determine who will be right, because maybe, two or three years, the car will return to "pull" and then Chrysler-Fiat-Opel-GM exploit the synergies between them and they will return to enjoy the positive cycle. Or maybe BMW will be right, which, by virtue of its independence, will be able to better withstand the next slump. One thing is certain: the larger the ship, the more money it takes to keep it afloat when it sinks. Imagine if, in the next negative cycle, we had to save (with public money) like a giant that is looming than mergers driven by Fiat. It would be a tragedy of unimaginable dimensions . Much will probably nobody would have the resources to save it from bankruptcy. I find that this is very dangerous, and it seems that this crisis has not just taught us nothing. The auto market is doped, not market basic necessities and this will always be exposed to economic cycles on a massive scale. What we want now is just another realization, one should reduce rather than exaggerate, rather than rationalize "securitization", we should build better cars that pollute less and lasting longer. A downsizing of the car industry would be painful, yes, but it would be an important step to restore everything to its natural size.



JS

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Rollercoaster Tycoon Platinumno Cd









was a bit 'of time that I came Monaco, last weekend we were in a boat, guests of a beloved friend. Two nights at anchor, the first Saint-Jean Cap Ferrat , the second in Villefranche . Third and fourth night in Port Hercule , the port of Monaco. Although our owner is a xenophilous convinced, I could not fail to compare that beautiful stretch of coast with its continuation the Italian Ligurian one. What emerges is that the villages, in themselves, are much less attractive: in terms of artistic and architectural heritage there is no comparison, Portovenere, Portofino, Cinque Terre, Lerici and so away, have a different atmosphere, a more charming. The point, however, is that they are not cared for, according to the old (and unfortunately true) rumor that the French healthy sell better, even if the material available, it is modest.



Monaco, Monte Carlo, however, are another story: the greater the perception that I had is that there all be on vacation for a lifetime, no one works . Compared with other international places of holiday, such as Porto Cervo and St. Moritz, where it is clear that the tourists are on holiday "on time", between a CDA and another in Monte Carlo, looking people in the eye, you feel the next day will not be in office. MC is an island to enjoy the golden inheritance and pensions.



Some trivial observations:






-Hotels change names but not appealing: Fairmont Le Meridien and, in true American style, seem to airport terminals.



-Supercar in profusion, but all stand out Rolls-Royce, Bentley and Ferrari .



-Dispelling the myth that the police would be very strict in prosecuting emulating Schumacher: the Maserati with which we moved (driven by "professional" editor's note) has walked briskly to the F1 track, more than once, and most already set to host the next Grand Prix.



- Atlantis , historic yacht Niarchos family, and Pacha III, the Grimaldi, are two wonders, though opposed to the message they carry. The first is a true manifestation of power (105mt, was the answer to Christina Onassis), the second a gem steeped in tradition, lightness and elegance.



-Al Sass, piano bar that draws a lot Later, the bar is lined with bottles of vodka with a label on it: it is the customer's name and date of purchase, so that the delay sipossa at will.



-Regarding the "Vodka Wars", the battle was won in Monaco (and largely) from Grey Goose . The French, here, have certainly dettto law.



-The Jimmy'z is a great local, well attended and fun. Too bad for the service painful, especially if compared to what is dear.






Weekend fun, though, and definitely over the top, but here the tale can not continue.






JS






Saturday, April 25, 2009

What Is The Differenc Between 1500 And 1600




Although maybe I should not say, This year I did not go to Rho Fiera. I preferred the show live from outside, or rather from within. Perhaps because ultimamamente are less interested in projects and much more to what happens behind them.


We come now to the good news: as you all know the international economic climate has me worried more than usual in recent months, was told of all, are suddenly all become economists and clairvoyants of the Sun and the feeling was widespread pessimism, fear that the worst is not yet behind us. "The business is at a standstill," "They're all afraid," "What a God send us good." these phrases more often. Where are they, then, the good news? Well, the exhibition, these days, it seemed that the crisis never existed . The show aired as scheduled, perhaps better than expected. The media hyperbole and physical participation in the Exhibition Furniture has no sign of diminishing, if possible this year was even more overwhelming. in Zona Tortona, the streets were more crowded than ever , mingled with ordinary people to professionals (who came from every corner of the globe) to suck a bit of positive energy that this exhibition has brought to the streets. What we received was positive, excitement, enthusiasm, those peculiar sentiments of those who, by profession and vocation, he wants to change the world. Those feelings that can not be lacking in those who did not want to cry on, in those who have the mental resources to reverse course. They will also be dreamers, perhaps fighting against windmills, but the approach is the right one. I got to chat with Albert (yes, the same as The Hub), and as usual, his positions are never trivial. In particular we discuss with "the Two Chief World Systems" is turning on the position of "mass" than the way that the social world has made in the course of history. The masses, in conclusion, I am smart or not? Imprimrimere to succeed or not its strength to change the course of events? Alberto says yes, and I hope that's true, because what I saw the exhibition was a "mass" smart "at all resigned to the sad situation of today.


Wednesday night I was at party Fabio Novembre Palazzo della Triennale . Construction giant jam session with Negramaro Jovanotti and South Sound System in November to cheer his friend, dressed and bejeweled like a rock star, as usual. The crowd was diverse and very interesting, and the party was great fun, also because of Vodka Wiborowa , who kindly offered the esue drinks to guests. The pretext was the installation "Fleur de Novembre" , visionary journey through the birth, love, sin. final step was the new table for Kartell Fleur, which is the tangible evidence of how it is not necessary to be a good product designer to become famous. I think that table is the most sloppy and pretentious I have ever seen it done by a designer of that level. It 's true that he can give his best when dealing with the composition of the interior, but there is a limit to everything.


Then, on Thursday, the usual party at Stefano Giovannoni, by far the most beautiful event, funny and true to the Salone del Mobile. They were all, or nearly so, experts: industrial designers, journalists, men of the market. And it was there that I'm so happy to breathe so much optimism. And if you breathe by people like Jasper Morrison, James Irvine, Karim Rashid, Tom Dixon and Marcel Wanders appagagante is definitely more. It is talked about everything, and it was done with a smile. Also because Stafano never fail to miss the delicious food and wine with much less to send them down. I also had the perception that there was in that house more than a generation of "men of design: there were teachers and young people who were, perhaps, one day collect their inheritance, as testifying that the design is a living world and shared. The exact opposite of what the fashion industry, where mostly missing condisione common goals, where appearance reigns over substance.


I hope that my insights on optimism, enthusiasm and the desire to change things worked well. Although will not, however, this has left me in the head as the show. By far the time when Milan shines more .




JS

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Mandingo How's My Driving Mp3




The CO2 becomes a hazard index.


Last week, among the many newsletters to which I have subscribed, there was an interesting article on link between investment funds and the level of CO2 generated . I think you're probably wondering how the two can bond with each other, I have asked the same question.

Trucost , a British company specializing in environmental research has recently calculated the carbon footprint (CF) of some of the largest (by market capitalization) American mutual fund.
The reason for this study is to see how an investment fund is exposed to the risk of any laws on climate change and greenhouse gases.
As everyone knows, Obama put the issue of environmental protection and greenhouse gas emissions a priority in its agenda, it makes concrete the possibility of using the methodology cap and trade (European Trading Scheme model) for all federal states in the years to come.

Trucost has produced a ranking of 91 top funds in accordance with CF (with a total capitalization of $ 1.55 trillion).
According to this ranking, you can tell what will be most affected if mutual funds that will set a cap on CO2 emissions. The most polluting enterprises will increase their operating costs because of the price of emissions, thereby increasing the costs of energy supply. A fund

Carbon-intensive as Fidelity Capital Appreciation Fund , according to the analysis of Trucost could incur extra costs for a value of $ 125 million, accounting for 3.32% of the profits (assuming a cost of $ 28.24 per ton CO2).
These losses are very high if compared with another fund, much less carbon-intensive "as SPDR Fund, whose costs are estimated at around U.S. $ 8.3 million assuming the same scenario. For the moment
Trucost has not published any figures for the 91 funds analyzed, so you can not even get a full picture.
And 'interesting to note that the top 5 funds in terms of CO2 emitted, listed below, do not invest in sectors such as utilities, oil and gas, but are more focused on insurance and social security.
Below are the 5 best and worst funds in terms of CO2 emitted.
to the next.

The best funds in terms of CO2 emissions are

1. Financial Select Sector SPDR Fund - 40 tons of CO2 equivalent (t CO2) per million dollars in revenue
2. Vanguard Health Care Fund - 48
3. PowerShares QQQ Trust - 69
4. Ariel Appreciation Fund - 98
5. Oppenheimer Global Fund - 111

The worst funds in terms of CO2 emissions are

1. iShares FTSE / Xinhua China 25 Index Fund - 1.549 t CO2 per million dollars in revenue
2. Fidelity Capital Appreciation Fund - 758
3. Janus Fund - 744

Thursday, April 16, 2009

My Side Hurts From Drinking




There is much talk about the values \u200b\u200bthat will determine the market for years avenir, the need for a real turning point, a production level of consciousness, thinking, designing and producing products of the future. There is talk of a return to intrinsic value, durability, clarity and the absolute necessity to introduce a new ethical force global consumer market.



Well, now I'll tell you a story , a fairy tale on the edge of the global market which I think is indicative about what we risk losing sight .



Last year I decided to buy a pair of moccasins so-called "battle", to use every day even to go to work by bicycle, because I was not to sacrifice the honey-colored loafer by John Lobb. I went to a store in Milan famous and, in line with the needs of those, I bought a nice pair of loafers Sebago looking "solid" and the line rather heavy. Not exactly the kind I love, but more than enough to satisfy that particular need. After only a few months one of the two soles begins, suddenly, to break away . He told me about what were the best shoemakers in Milan, and I was given a passing to be the ne plus ultra. - "My dad brought us all his Church" - I was told. And there I went, in Corso Italy. Not specific the name because it is not nice, but be careful what I say below, so you can avoid it, if you consider it appropriate. This "gentleman", with haughty air begins to praise the virtues of his "method", he explains everything carefully what will happen to my moccasins. To me it is fine, confirm the order, and move to take the shoes a week later. The beauty of spending € 50. Almost one quarter of the cost of new moccasins.


They spend another two months, maybe less, and the same sole comes off again . I was horrified, and some taken from other things, I decide not to return to the shoemaker, not even for the just grievances. The moccasins are in the closet until my father tells me of the existence of a "great clazolaio" Avenza , one of the most depressed areas of the province of Carrara, the city where I grew up, and slowly, is making me think again about some of the stereotypes related to the alleged superiority of large cities in terms of services, in the broadest sense.


My father said: - "Go to him, he also made shoes, and I know for sure that Milan has several customers' -. And have customers, "Milan", however, apart from anything else, is a good guarantee, why certain things take place in Milan on their lot and are used to choose the best.

We went to the official delegation (my pard, my brother and me) and we had many problems to physically locate the shop. Imagine a situation Urbanis disaster: narrow and twisted, post-war building dilapidated halls of up to two levels and to make matters worse, no sidewalk. The doors of houses and shops have direct access onto the carriageway. If we wanted to have fun finding the exact opposite of Via Montenapoleone my choice almost certainly would fall on that stretch of road.

finally found the door, from which I barely passed. And I'm not really a giant. Once through here we are down in the famous shoemaker: one room large maximum (not exaggerating) eight feet square, walls lined with shelves full of crooked shoes, of course, and shelves of fortune derived from the accumulation of cartons, and old machinery of the trade . An old radio that creaks. The unmistakable smell of coatings, but especially him, "Black Dog". Black Dog, our man has one eye, but has failed to "bridge the gap" with a prosthesis, has a small crack just white. How tall do not know, because he is sitting on a stool 30 cm high and moving imperceptibly on it covers the small distances that separate him from everything he needs: a kind of electric drill, the wall tools, shoes, and of course the wheel of the radio. Although the day was very bright outside, and inside there was a dim light bulb did the rest, throwing its light yellow. When we enter Black Dog raises the eye, and pulls the cigarette from his lips: - "Wait a minute" - he says - and continues to drill a heel.

In that interminable minutes I look around, I scan the shelves, and I see that now the shoes on display are not a trivial matter. are immediately evident nice pair of English shoes, some dusty, some sparkle. Definitely not in line with the site that hosts them. Conoco my fellow citizens, I know from experience that hardly those shoes all belonged to them. It was clear that most of those shoes came from outside.

Black Dog-as she dubbed my father, for his resemblance to the pirate of Treasure Island by Stevenson - finally gives us his attention:-Let me see-she begins.

show him the moccasins that I mentioned earlier and another couple, even more battered, which will take at least thirty years, who are madly fond. He looks both pairs. The second couple, looking at him lovingly, he says - I'll see what I can do - at about the first pair the other hand, shakes his head, looking for a cigarette. The lights, turn up the eye and says: - Who's the bastard who did this? -. know the answer, was a shoemaker "dude" Course in Milan Italy . It makes me see that the seams were machine-made, so I explained that it compromises the integrity dell'intersiole. Or rather, not explained to me, makes me understand his own way. Snorted, shaking his head and smoke exchanging with the atmosphere of his small den. Yes, because you can not say that he smokes rather breathe smoke always having a cigarette glued to the right corner of the mouth. If you smoke it is generally forced to keep one eye closed. He does not have this problem . Touches the skin of the upper, tells me that is dry, the strokes and I shows as he does to resole shoes. It takes a couple of wonderful Edward Green, the turning upside down to see me cheogni point is made by hand, which he does with those hands were black, hard and calloused. As soon as you realize that you have the opportunity to speak with someone really interested in his work began to reel off anecdotes such as this is the best. It tells of a client came to Milan with a pair of Church's sore soles. He fixes it, the customer is so happy that the door to the Church in London, where he had bought, to see what had been unable Black Dog, the Pirate of Avenza . The Church gets in touch with him (who knows by what means and in what language), we compliments for the work and sends a book's official, he keeps them on display, dusty, but full of pride.

also tell us that unfortunately can not make shoes , died because the lady who made the uppers, and picks up a pair of boots quarryman handmade and fitted. With a bit of nostalgia makes me notice the details and call apostates, on the shelf above.

Once finished the stories he tells me not to hurry, because - "I am very precise, meticulous" - whispers. In larger cities, "not to hurry" means not being able to finish work before the weekend. For him there in a hurry means: - "no earlier than 20 days" -.

Twenty days that take my shoes and, with all the love in the world, the unmount, the cure, the cucirà, one hundred will smoke cigarettes, listen to old songs on the radio and I'm sure, deep fund will be glad to have known a young boy who showed interest in his work, for what was perhaps the most important thing in his life. The shoes . When you watch a great player once you understand how his art touches the ball, the question of how and when I saw Black Dog tap shoes I knew this was not a mercenary, that's not interested Riblah lights, the glamor of the big shopping streets, he only interested in his art.

Leaving her small dark cave I tried a bit of sadness mixed with excitement , like when you know the woman just too late, when you know how to love a certain deadline. I was happy to have found such a man, but I was sad because there was no one with him, there was a nephew who was there to learn. Black Dog was alone, and when they will leave a void, there will be none after him.


Well, this is what we are losing the love for something original, the fortitude it takes to pass a pair of shoes from generation to generation. If they are men like Black Dog also those who want to escape the logic of mass-market will suffer. Why is increasingly alone in his battle.


Quan return from him, in twenty days, I'll pay gladly for his work and try to steal some little secret. Then I will go to Milan, Italy Course, and I do not complain, I will see that presumptuous Solanto what it means to do their work. And do it with passion.


JS