<?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-7677150416259281958</id><updated>2012-02-01T21:33:18.888+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MIO ZIO DICE CHE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>990</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-3445856956165425263</id><published>2012-01-31T20:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T19:31:40.725+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UNO PER TRE E TRE PER UNO PERCHE'</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IU3R78j-h3c" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-3445856956165425263?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/3445856956165425263/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=3445856956165425263' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/3445856956165425263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/3445856956165425263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2012/02/quel-basso-e-quella-consapevolezza.html' title='UNO PER TRE E TRE PER UNO PERCHE&apos;'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/IU3R78j-h3c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-990072592680736607</id><published>2012-01-30T17:48:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T19:32:17.157+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E' SOLO QUESTIONE DI TEMPO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Appoggiala. Battila dice il tipo con i calzini tirati su. Smettila. Smettila che lo sai che l'eroe delle puntinate non sopporta quando gli si dice cosa fare. Non forzarla. Ecco. L'uomo con i calzini tirati su non capisce. Non capisce che l'eroe delle puntinate non vuole vincere, non gli è mai importato in realtà. L'eroe delle puntinate vuole diventare il migliore, il più forte. Sempre. L'eroe delle puntinate non è e non sarà mai uno che palleggia, uno che butta la pallina dall'altra parte per aspettare che siano gli altri a sbagliare. Non serve parlare ancora dei semafori rossi, della tristezza dell'accademia, dei ritorni quando gli altri dormono. L'eroe delle puntinate guarda il tipo con i calzini tirati su e sorride. Anche tu verrai sconfitto. Presto. E' solo questione di tempo. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Rocky Training" height="132" src="http://images.picturesdepot.com/photo/r/rocky_training-25241.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-990072592680736607?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/990072592680736607/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=990072592680736607' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/990072592680736607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/990072592680736607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2012/02/e-solo-questione-di-tempo.html' title='E&apos; SOLO QUESTIONE DI TEMPO'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-7456396823926795666</id><published>2012-01-30T17:01:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T18:04:10.476+01:00</updated><title type='text'>COME LA METTIAMO CON IL COMODINO RETRO'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ho portato il porta asciugamani. Non pensi che ti abbia raccontato tutta la verità?! Sta in bagno. E' bianco. Nessuno dice mai tutta la verità dice mio zio, soprattutto quando si parla di porta asciugamani. E quelli che dicono di essere sinceri e di dire sempre la verità quando si parla di porta asciugamani sono i peggiori. Però mi hai raccontato quasi tutto quando si parla di porta asciugamani.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-7456396823926795666?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/7456396823926795666/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=7456396823926795666' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/7456396823926795666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/7456396823926795666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2012/01/come-questo-porta-asciugamani.html' title='COME LA METTIAMO CON IL COMODINO RETRO&apos;'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-5633023960608801860</id><published>2012-01-29T23:02:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T22:37:57.561+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IO, ALTRO CHE PULCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://max.rcs.it/hot/world/2011/11/img/Ibra2_r.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Però una capra che sa suonare la batteria. Poi però come la porti in metropolitana?! Non si può imparare a suonare uno strumento che è difficile da portare in metropolitana.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-2864134648270926165?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/2864134648270926165/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=2864134648270926165' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/2864134648270926165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/2864134648270926165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2012/01/qualsiasi-tipo-di-esplosione-pero-come.html' title='QUALSIASI TIPO DI ESPLOSIONE PERO&apos; COME DICO IO'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-6172338598782196918</id><published>2012-01-24T23:43:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T23:43:35.777+01:00</updated><title type='text'>COME SOPRAVVIVERE DAVVERO AD UN URAGANO</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.tv.mediaset.it/binary/21.$plit/C_22_articolo_qm_4208_lstParagrafi_paragrafo_0_upiFoto.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-6172338598782196918?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/6172338598782196918/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=6172338598782196918' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6172338598782196918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6172338598782196918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2012/01/come-sopravvivere-davvero-ad-un-uragano.html' title='COME SOPRAVVIVERE DAVVERO AD UN URAGANO'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-7964907524577259234</id><published>2012-01-24T23:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T23:49:43.030+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IL MONDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ho soltanto cercato di difendere il calcio partendo dal presupposto che tutto è migliorabile. Il problema è che nel calcio c'entra gente che col calcio c'entra poco. Bisogna vedere se c'è la volontà di fare meglio le cose. O se a chi comanda sta bene che vadano avanti in una certa maniera, pur sapendo che seguono la direzione sbagliata.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Z. Zeman)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-7964907524577259234?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/7964907524577259234/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=7964907524577259234' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/7964907524577259234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/7964907524577259234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2012/01/il-mondo.html' title='IL MONDO'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-3851977120619633216</id><published>2012-01-24T01:12:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T01:12:55.134+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LA PAURA DELLE COSE CHE NON ESISTONO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E' capitato di scottarsi con il fornello. Va bene. Si vede il segno. Andrà via però. Adesso sarebbe da stupidi non avvicinarsi più alla cucina, non avvicinarsi più al fornello anche se è spento. Altrimenti la memoria non servirebbe a niente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-3851977120619633216?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/3851977120619633216/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=3851977120619633216' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/3851977120619633216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/3851977120619633216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2012/01/la-paura-delle-cose-che-non-esistono.html' title='LA PAURA DELLE COSE CHE NON ESISTONO'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-7823712211737759074</id><published>2012-01-21T19:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T19:57:19.408+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PER ESSERE UN ESORDIENTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Prima della partita avevo paura devo dire dice quello strano che batte con il saltino. Non ti avevo mai visto giocare perché dice quello strano che batte con il saltino all'eroe delle puntinate. Forse perché anche lui, anche l'eroe delle puntinate ha aspettato prima di battere che quasi quasi Mario s'incazza pure con lui. Forse perché anche lui, anche l'eroe delle puntinate ha voluto controllare l'altezza della rete con estrema precisione. Bisogna essere precisi si dice l'eroe delle puntinate tra sé e sé. Si poteva vincere pensa tra sé e sé l'eroe delle puntinate mentre stringe la prima mano. Non si poteva vincere&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;pensa tra sé e sé mentre stringe la seconda, n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;on con il maestro di tennis serbo. Ma non c'è fretta. L'eroe delle puntinate adesso è pronto. Sei mesi ha promesso. E sei mesi saranno.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Rocky Training" height="132" src="http://images.picturesdepot.com/photo/r/rocky_training-25241.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-7823712211737759074?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/7823712211737759074/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=7823712211737759074' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/7823712211737759074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/7823712211737759074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2012/01/per-essere-un-esordiente.html' title='PER ESSERE UN ESORDIENTE'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-6553188826741078749</id><published>2012-01-21T16:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T19:38:56.377+01:00</updated><title type='text'>NO DICO EH DICE MIO ZIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;No dico, eh. Anche mio zio dice. No, dico. Mio zio non capisce. Anche mio zio dice che. Che cosa dice lui? Eh?! No dico. Cosa dice. Dice che?! Eh?! Eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-6553188826741078749?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/6553188826741078749/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=6553188826741078749' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6553188826741078749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6553188826741078749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-dico-eh-dice-mio-zio.html' title='NO DICO EH DICE MIO ZIO'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-8298192104085684932</id><published>2012-01-19T22:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T22:40:18.515+01:00</updated><title type='text'>L'EROE DELLE PUNTINATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ebbene sì. Sono passati solo tre mesi e l'eroe della coppa che adesso è l'eroe delle puntinate è tornato o meglio è riapparso. Lo aveva detto l'eroe della coppa che adesso è l'eroe delle puntinate che piano piano arriverà a sfidare e battere tutti quelli che si allenano in palestra. Soprattutto quelli che non salutano e che per adesso si credono forti. Sciocchi. Sabato poi è un'altra storia, sabato significa l'esordio in campionato. Quale racchetta usi gli chiede il presidente. Come quale. La super friendship 729 del grande maestro vietnamita Son ovviamente. Fa vedere. Ah. Come ah?! E' male? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Rocky Training" height="132" src="http://images.picturesdepot.com/photo/r/rocky_training-25241.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-8298192104085684932?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/8298192104085684932/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=8298192104085684932' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/8298192104085684932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/8298192104085684932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2012/01/leroe-delle-puntinate.html' title='L&apos;EROE DELLE PUNTINATE'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-124386241350160028</id><published>2012-01-19T10:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T22:47:56.893+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MIO ZIO LEGGE SOLO QUEI LIBRI ORMAI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ecco che lo fa di nuovo. Si parla di una persona, mio zio ce l'ha la sua immaginazione anche se già questa persona l'hai descritta che manco alle elementari mio zio era così preciso e in questo lo fa di nuovo. Scrive come in quel film. Ecco. Non era come mio zio la stava pensando e la lettura si distrae.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-124386241350160028?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/124386241350160028/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=124386241350160028' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/124386241350160028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/124386241350160028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2012/01/mio-zio-legge-solo-quei-libri-ormai.html' title='MIO ZIO LEGGE SOLO QUEI LIBRI ORMAI'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-3167883434662728300</id><published>2012-01-17T19:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T19:47:36.566+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DA COSA SEI TRAVESTITO TU PABLO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E' un peccato che sia finita dice mio zio girandosi verso Wilfred. A mio zio piaceva. Era un piacere da guardare sul divano. Pablo però dice non è vero, dice che all'inizio però no, all'inizio non era così, non è vero che a mio zio piaceva, mio zio diceva che gli fanno paura quelli che parlano con le persone che non esistono. Chi è che non esiste chiede Wilfred. Non lo so dice mio zio, chiedilo a lui e guarda Pablo. Braccia incrociate. Sei volgare Pablo, volgare, scontroso e travestito. Non ti parlo più. Andiamocene Wilfred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-3167883434662728300?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/3167883434662728300/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=3167883434662728300' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/3167883434662728300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/3167883434662728300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2012/01/da-cosa-sei-travestito-tu-pablo.html' title='DA COSA SEI TRAVESTITO TU PABLO'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-8070311577285301236</id><published>2012-01-16T21:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T16:48:25.499+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FORSE NON CI SONO LE MANICHE PERCHE' SONO UN TAVOLINO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Un maglione senza maniche. Mio zio non riesce a capire come si fa a fare un maglione senza maniche. Non è un maglione dice lei. E allora perché sembra un maglione dice mio zio. E se devo prendere una cosa? Mi pizzica il naso? Non è un maglione dice lei. E allora cos'è? Un che?! Come si chiama?! Maledetti francesi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-8070311577285301236?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/8070311577285301236/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=8070311577285301236' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/8070311577285301236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/8070311577285301236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2012/01/forse-non-ci-sono-le-maniche-perche.html' title='FORSE NON CI SONO LE MANICHE PERCHE&apos; SONO UN TAVOLINO'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-4895766250625684284</id><published>2012-01-14T17:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T20:06:25.276+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FOSSE L'ANNO DI UN MAIALE</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://asca.it/upload/news/20120104/277-0-2594_drago.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-4895766250625684284?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/4895766250625684284/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=4895766250625684284' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/4895766250625684284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/4895766250625684284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2012/01/lanno-del-maiale.html' title='FOSSE L&apos;ANNO DI UN MAIALE'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-6252366674334042757</id><published>2012-01-14T17:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T17:01:30.750+01:00</updated><title type='text'>GROSSO GUAIO A FIUMICINO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Specialmente ne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;lle giornate buie e tempestose, quando qualche maniaco in divisa grigia alto due metri e mezzo con l'occhio sanguigno vi artiglia il collo e vi pianta l'unica testa che avete contro la parete della dogana chiedendovi se avete qualcosa da dichiarare. Voi fis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;sate a vostra volta il primitivo negli occhi e ricordatevi quello che mio zio dice sempre in casi come questi. Domanda: mio zio, l'hai pagato questo profumo? Sì, ti ho spedito l'assegno per posta.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-6252366674334042757?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/6252366674334042757/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=6252366674334042757' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6252366674334042757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6252366674334042757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2012/01/grosso-guaio-fiumicino.html' title='GROSSO GUAIO A FIUMICINO'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-1575420628791197817</id><published>2012-01-13T09:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T20:04:53.744+01:00</updated><title type='text'>POSSIBILITA' ECONOMICHE PER I NIPOTI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nel 1930 il nonno di mio zio aveva profetizzato che suo nipote sarebbe stato otto volte più ricco di lui e che un simile mondo dell'abbondanza avrebbe soddisfatto i bisogni assoluti della popolazione. L'economia avrebbe smesso di crescere e il capitalismo avrebbe esaurito il suo compito di colmare le lacune della società. Le persone sarebbero state felici. Ma forse il nonno di mio zio parlava di una media di persone e mio zio non è molto vicino alla media di persone. Forse mio zio non è molto felice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-1575420628791197817?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/1575420628791197817/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=1575420628791197817' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/1575420628791197817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/1575420628791197817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2012/01/possibilita-economiche-per-mio-zio.html' title='POSSIBILITA&apos; ECONOMICHE PER I NIPOTI'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-6879904916633240823</id><published>2012-01-07T00:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T20:04:30.928+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SE MIO ZIO NON FOSSE STATO COSI' BELLO AVRESTE SENTITO PARLARE DI PELE'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fnt9KT5kxpM/TtilEuJwfHI/AAAAAAAAABM/m8MvAu3yuOA/s1600/best.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Non capisco perché bisogna dare una spiegazione a tutto. E dispiegare un affresco molto vasto, spingendo al massimo il termometro emozionale di ogni linea narrativa. Non lo capisco. Mi dispiace. Non lo capisco proprio. Forse perché viene da un altro paese che non è il mio né quello di mio zio. Chiedigli perché sta mettendo la carta nelle porte del biliardino per impedire che le palline finiscano. Spiegagli che il biliardino è aperto e basta alzare il pianale per fare scendere di nuovo le palline. Sempre le stesse certo. Ma situazionali. E poi chiedigli perché vuole essere per forza mio amico, spiegagli che anche con tutto l'impegno del mondo non riuscirà mai nemmeno ad avvicinarsi ad un minimo di classe stile eleganza e leggiadria. Non è colpa sua. Non è colpa di nessuno se un braccialetto senza stile non è un braccialetto con stile. Lei non ti dirà mai mi piace il tuo braccialetto.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-6879904916633240823?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/6879904916633240823/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=6879904916633240823' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6879904916633240823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6879904916633240823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2012/01/se-mio-zio-non-fosse-stato-cosi-bello.html' title='SE MIO ZIO NON FOSSE STATO COSI&apos; BELLO AVRESTE SENTITO PARLARE DI PELE&apos;'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fnt9KT5kxpM/TtilEuJwfHI/AAAAAAAAABM/m8MvAu3yuOA/s72-c/best.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-1154618909845731526</id><published>2012-01-06T20:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T17:01:51.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CHE DELIZIOSE TENDINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hpcdOGsMDTI" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-1154618909845731526?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/1154618909845731526/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=1154618909845731526' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/1154618909845731526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/1154618909845731526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2012/01/che-deliziose-tendine.html' title='CHE DELIZIOSE TENDINE'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/hpcdOGsMDTI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-4273763648900907529</id><published>2012-01-04T21:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T17:17:33.590+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DELLA STESSA SERIE DI QUANTO E' GRANDE QUEL CARTELLO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E' incredibile come ogni cosa abbia un sapore diverso. Non riesco ad aprire le mandorle. Le mandorle sono meglio delle noci e delle nocciole.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-4273763648900907529?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/4273763648900907529/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=4273763648900907529' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/4273763648900907529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/4273763648900907529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2012/01/e-incredibile-come-ogni-cosa-abbia-un.html' title='DELLA STESSA SERIE DI QUANTO E&apos; GRANDE QUEL CARTELLO'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-6454089427078711598</id><published>2012-01-02T23:48:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T23:48:38.219+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SE CI TIENI ALL'AMBIENTE LO FAI TE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_AHr-TrkKT8/TwI0GGBRcqI/AAAAAAAABnI/N-VykLRdMK8/s1600/Foto0057.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_AHr-TrkKT8/TwI0GGBRcqI/AAAAAAAABnI/N-VykLRdMK8/s400/Foto0057.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-6454089427078711598?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/6454089427078711598/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=6454089427078711598' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6454089427078711598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6454089427078711598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2012/01/se-ci-tieni-allambiente-lo-fai-te.html' title='SE CI TIENI ALL&apos;AMBIENTE LO FAI TE'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_AHr-TrkKT8/TwI0GGBRcqI/AAAAAAAABnI/N-VykLRdMK8/s72-c/Foto0057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-6424449931742662440</id><published>2011-12-31T13:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T13:58:41.348+01:00</updated><title type='text'>NON MI RICORDO IL QUEBEC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Cara, portiamo anche il tavolo da campeggio? Col cavolo! Preferisco il Rodeo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-6424449931742662440?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/6424449931742662440/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=6424449931742662440' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6424449931742662440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6424449931742662440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/12/non-mi-ricordo-il-quebec.html' title='NON MI RICORDO IL QUEBEC'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-5186889892249498480</id><published>2011-12-30T13:42:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T23:52:18.507+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LA PISTA DI QUANDO ERO PICCOLO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oEG9XFkTD7Y/TwI1EoqQajI/AAAAAAAABnc/4hyr5GNxZm8/s1600/IMG_3755.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oEG9XFkTD7Y/TwI1EoqQajI/AAAAAAAABnc/4hyr5GNxZm8/s640/IMG_3755.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-5186889892249498480?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/5186889892249498480/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=5186889892249498480' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/5186889892249498480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/5186889892249498480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/12/la-pista-di-quando-ero-piccolo.html' title='LA PISTA DI QUANDO ERO PICCOLO'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oEG9XFkTD7Y/TwI1EoqQajI/AAAAAAAABnc/4hyr5GNxZm8/s72-c/IMG_3755.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-2442102695545639524</id><published>2011-12-29T15:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T15:16:03.127+01:00</updated><title type='text'>C'HO LA NUOVA DONNA DELLE PULIZIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sono strane queste nuove donne delle pulizie. Vengono da paesi dove fa freddo. Forse è per questo che dice di avere caldo e pulisce casa senza pantaloni. E' carina però. Dio se è carina. Anzi bella. Perché carina si dice ad una sorella. O ad una amica.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-2442102695545639524?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/2442102695545639524/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=2442102695545639524' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/2442102695545639524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/2442102695545639524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/12/cho-la-nuova-donna-delle-pulizie.html' title='C&apos;HO LA NUOVA DONNA DELLE PULIZIE'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-4343473117431233146</id><published>2011-12-29T15:02:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T15:02:05.055+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MY DOG WILFRED</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Ss6XYjG9sHM" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-4343473117431233146?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/4343473117431233146/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=4343473117431233146' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/4343473117431233146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/4343473117431233146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-dog-wilfred.html' title='MY DOG WILFRED'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Ss6XYjG9sHM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-7618743401336673186</id><published>2011-12-27T22:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T14:19:54.290+01:00</updated><title type='text'>TE L'AVEVA DETTO DELLA BUSTINA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Il sospetto veniva seguito a debita distanza mentre portava fuori un animale domestico di razza definita Labrador nel parco situato all'incrocio tra via Podgora e via Tommasi. L'agente sotto copertura lo osservava a distanza di sicurezza. Il comportamento del sospetto diventava a quel punto molto più sospetto in quanto guidava l'animale domestico di razza definita Labrador a seguire uno strano percorso in mezzo agli alberi. Il sospetto, dopo aver lasciato il suddetto animale domestico di razza definita Labrador all'interno di un'abitazione situata all'incrocio tra via Podgora e via Podgora, si recava in centro, dove aveva un incontro con un individuo non precisato all'interno di un negozio all'incrocio tra via Lata e Corso Mazzini. A quel punto il caporalmaggiore decideva per una procedura di arresto immediato, subito abortita in quanto il sospetto si dirigeva a prendere una pizza in una pizzeria sita all'incrocio tra via Astagno e corso Garibaldi. Dopo una lunga discussione sulla pizza, la squadra decideva di abbandonare il pedinamento e di seguire un gruppo di ragazze molto più sospette.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-7618743401336673186?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/7618743401336673186/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=7618743401336673186' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/7618743401336673186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/7618743401336673186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/12/te-laveva-detto-della-bustina.html' title='TE L&apos;AVEVA DETTO DELLA BUSTINA'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-7292851003513391503</id><published>2011-12-27T21:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T16:12:10.426+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MIO ZIO CHE SPIEGA LA TECNICA ALL'INGEGNERE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Chissà se è stato un tifoso dell'inferno. Chissà com'era il palazzetto quando i giocatori giocavano con i calzettoni tirati su. E' seduto nella fila davanti a mio zio. E' sempre stato un tifoso però. Anziano si dice. Non smetterà mai di urlare e di arrabbiarsi quando le cose non vanno. Questo è certo. E' pure da solo, la moglie non ci viene a vedere la partita se la partita non è di cartello. Mio zio sa che ci vuole pazienza. Anche mio zio non capisce come si fa a gestire i cambi in quel modo. Il vecchio tifoso che sta seduto nella fila davanti a mio zio capisce che mio zio è dalla sua parte. Anche mio zio non capisce come si fa a giocare così male e a sprecare azioni così.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Il vecchio tifoso che sta seduto nella fila davanti a mio zio capisce &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;che si può sfogare con mio zio, è da solo, la moglie non ci viene a vedere la partita se la partita non è di cartello, e dall'inizio della partita aspetta questo momento. Mio zio. E il vecchio tifoso&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;che sta seduto nella fila davanti a mio zio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;si gira verso mio zio. L'ingegnere prende appunti e ride.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-7292851003513391503?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/7292851003513391503/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=7292851003513391503' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/7292851003513391503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/7292851003513391503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/12/mio-zio-che-spiega-la-tecnica.html' title='MIO ZIO CHE SPIEGA LA TECNICA ALL&apos;INGEGNERE'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-7480989902128479838</id><published>2011-12-26T20:35:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T20:37:06.951+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LA REGOLA DI PASQUARELLA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Non mi fido delle regole. Mi sono sempre piaciuti quelli che passano con il rosso amme. E ho 3 cavalli. Di mano. Non mi fido di questa regola, la statistica lascia sempre aperte possibilità ma. Non mi è mai piaciuta la statistica. La statistica non mi interessa. Io butto uno dei tre cavalli. Deciso. Ti pare che l'altro ce l'ha proprio quello dopo di me? Ma porc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-7480989902128479838?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/7480989902128479838/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=7480989902128479838' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/7480989902128479838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/7480989902128479838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/12/la-regola-di-pasquarella.html' title='LA REGOLA DI PASQUARELLA'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-8617185752732083823</id><published>2011-12-22T20:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T20:37:56.264+01:00</updated><title type='text'>L'EROE DELLE PUNTINATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If table tennis was easy, it would be called football.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-8617185752732083823?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/8617185752732083823/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=8617185752732083823' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/8617185752732083823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/8617185752732083823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/12/leroe-delle-puntinate.html' title='L&apos;EROE DELLE PUNTINATE'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-4576738886564916339</id><published>2011-12-21T19:49:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T19:49:20.861+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LA CONCESSIONE DEL TELEFONO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ma via! Siamo seri! Lei ci crede a una storia come questa? Io no, ma la gente sì. E la vuole sapere una cosa, signor Questore? Se appresso al Genuardi, oltre ai Carabinieri, ci si è messa macari la chiesa, io a quello lo vedo fottuto, mi perdoni l'espressione.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(A. Camilleri)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-4576738886564916339?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/4576738886564916339/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=4576738886564916339' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/4576738886564916339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/4576738886564916339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/12/la-concessione-del-telefono.html' title='LA CONCESSIONE DEL TELEFONO'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-965214209973090560</id><published>2011-12-20T19:55:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T19:55:59.883+01:00</updated><title type='text'>COME FARE UN TE' BUONO COME QUELLO CHIMICO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Il tè chimico è un piacere gli dico io e quand'è così lo preferisco al caffè chimico. Chimico per chimico. In più offri tu. In biblioteca era meglio però perché sapeva di libertà o di tempo perso visto come sono andate le cose gli direbbe qualcuno. Non lo so. Con cosa è fatto il tè chimico mi chiede. Non lo so e tu sei troppo giovane per capire certe cose quali cose quelle che non capirai mai. Il bene e il male non esistono. Cosa dicevamo? Del rispetto degli standard mi pare. Erano bei tempi. Eravamo comunque e sempre dei froc. Malinconia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-965214209973090560?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/965214209973090560/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=965214209973090560' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/965214209973090560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/965214209973090560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/12/come-fare-un-te-buono-come-quello.html' title='COME FARE UN TE&apos; BUONO COME QUELLO CHIMICO'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-324960743091137962</id><published>2011-12-19T21:56:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T21:56:21.794+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E QUANTE VOLTE FANNO 7 MINUTI?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;455 giorni senza contare i 90 splendidi di prima. Fanno 218400 volte tre minuti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-324960743091137962?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/324960743091137962/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=324960743091137962' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/324960743091137962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/324960743091137962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/12/e-quante-volte-fanno-7-minuti.html' title='E QUANTE VOLTE FANNO 7 MINUTI?'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-351606133539588429</id><published>2011-12-18T20:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T19:56:30.222+01:00</updated><title type='text'>TUTTI ASPETTANO L'APOCALISSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4DZVd83yMc0/Tu5AuSaTwFI/AAAAAAAABmk/bg8rdrSP4jg/s1600/01.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4DZVd83yMc0/Tu5AuSaTwFI/AAAAAAAABmk/bg8rdrSP4jg/s200/01.gif" width="173" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ha ragione lui quando dice che, in fondo, stiamo tutti aspettando. Ha ragione lui sul senso di colpa che abbiamo tutti, tutte le volte che facciamo qualcosa di sbagliato, quello che nascondiamo. Però no, non so più rispondere alla domanda. Non so più se vale la pena. Non so più rispondere a quella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-351606133539588429?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/351606133539588429/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=351606133539588429' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/351606133539588429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/351606133539588429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/12/tutti-aspettano-lapocalisse.html' title='TUTTI 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height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-6978077319306894876?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/6978077319306894876/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=6978077319306894876' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6978077319306894876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6978077319306894876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/12/gentlemen.html' title='GENTLEMEN'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/IjSrP7EJC5Y/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-5656810487062961092</id><published>2011-12-16T14:31:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T18:40:23.770+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UNA CENA DA ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Te l'ho detto che sono stato contento ieri?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-5656810487062961092?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/5656810487062961092/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=5656810487062961092' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/5656810487062961092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/5656810487062961092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/12/una-cena-da-me.html' title='UNA CENA DA ME'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-8474032541036404610</id><published>2011-12-16T14:25:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T18:31:34.679+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IL SEGRETO E' LA COMPOSIZIONE DELL'IDEA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7S8vtjhJl4/TuuAYeV1ULI/AAAAAAAABmU/HM-UDuiLbNs/s1600/banksy-designated-graffiti-area-closeup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-4891425947630377579</id><published>2011-12-16T14:24:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T19:26:01.693+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CHIARA DICE CHE E' DIFFICILE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Salve. Buongiorno. Ah. Capisco. Non potrebbe chiedere ad un suo superiore? Ah. E' Lui. Magari può chiamarlo al telefono. Sa anche per sapere l'iban. Ah. Non ce l'ha l'iban. Io l'aspetto se vuole, mica per niente, sa, secondo me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-4891425947630377579?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/4891425947630377579/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=4891425947630377579' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/4891425947630377579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/4891425947630377579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/12/chiara-dice-che-e-difficile.html' title='CHIARA DICE CHE E&apos; DIFFICILE'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-6440695516322822343</id><published>2011-12-12T19:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T16:56:56.718+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LO DICEVA CHE MI VIENE A VEDERE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-indent: 0cm;"&gt;La faccia quando sbaglia, la smorfia, la faccia quandoci prende, quando mi vede e sbaglia, quando cade la palla e mi guarda. Anche luilo vuole fare da grande, ahiaaa, mi fa male la testa a seguire la palinaaa ealza la testa. Torna e ha la spalla incriccata, la schiena incriccata, ilbraccio incriccato. Usa sempre lo stesso lato, l’altra mano è occupata. Lamaglia non è più gialla, però oggi era come il dodici dicembre scorso anche sela città è diversa, il lavoro è diverso, la casa è diversa, il divano non c’èma.. a quattro! Bisogna essere coordinati, me lo devo ricordare. Qui sta zittoperò, qui non prende in giro, qui si impegna&amp;nbsp;anche se non gli piace il lato di destra. La mano, e il piede.. nonsapevo che si dovesse battere il piede, io rido ma non sa perché. Sciolto, devistare sciolto! Non era morbido? No, mi sa che qui non si dice morbido.. se lodice lui.. Ma i tuoni? È quando quello dei piani alti sposta i mobili e se lisposta pure stanotte? Aspettiamo che finisca, lo sai che prima o poi finisce etorna tutto silenzio. Più silenzio di prima e puoi addormentarti di nuovo.Aspettiamo? Ho fame, 7 minuti e andiamo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-6440695516322822343?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/6440695516322822343/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=6440695516322822343' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6440695516322822343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6440695516322822343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/12/la-faccia-quando-sbaglia-la-smorfia-la.html' title='LO DICEVA CHE MI VIENE A VEDERE'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-1824874006615890273</id><published>2011-12-05T07:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T11:57:41.439+01:00</updated><title type='text'>TUTTI HANNO BISOGNO DI UN NINJA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OUWOMJE2nqM" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-1824874006615890273?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/1824874006615890273/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=1824874006615890273' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/1824874006615890273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/1824874006615890273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/11/tutti-hanno-bisogno-di-un-ninja.html' title='TUTTI HANNO BISOGNO DI UN NINJA'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/OUWOMJE2nqM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-6753354132603871038</id><published>2011-12-02T16:15:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T19:32:36.362+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DI LATO NON LO SO MA SI STA SCOMODI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mi piace di più la sinistra, quella obliqua e traversa però, perché è quella che non soffre il solletico e non devo scappare. E' la parte della razionalità. Quella più difficile. Quella che sa. E se si gira? Se si gira mi piace di più la parte destra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;, quella che è sempre obliqua e traversa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;perché è quella che soffre il solletico e fa ridere. E' la parte della fantasia. Quella più delicata. Quella che sa lo stesso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Quella scema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-6753354132603871038?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/6753354132603871038/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=6753354132603871038' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6753354132603871038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6753354132603871038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/12/di-lato-non-lo-so-ma-si-sta-scomodi.html' title='DI LATO NON LO SO MA SI STA SCOMODI'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-1123429192775521587</id><published>2011-11-30T16:20:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T16:30:39.799+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LA LEGGE DEI GRANDI APPROCCI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;Descrive il comportamento della media della sequenza di n persone casuali passanti indipendenti e caratterizzate dalla stessa di probabilità (di repulsione e fretta per altro giustificata) al tendere ad infinito della numerosità della sequenza stessa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="\bar{X}_n = \frac{X_1 + X_2 + \cdots + X_n}{n}" class="tex" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/it/math/f/e/e/feed7357081f40e98958ccce8a0ab674.png" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; border-width: initial; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; vertical-align: middle;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-1123429192775521587?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/1123429192775521587/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=1123429192775521587' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/1123429192775521587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/1123429192775521587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/11/la-legge-dei-grandi-approcci.html' title='LA LEGGE DEI GRANDI APPROCCI'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-3777503459278940098</id><published>2011-11-27T13:12:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T13:49:19.942+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DOVEVO FARE ANTROPOLOGIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Come si concilia l'orgasmo multiplo femminile e la necessità di un investimento parentale univoco per la crescita dei cuccioli di uomo? C'è qualcosa di deviato nella nostra evoluzione. E soprattutto, si può dire che un minestrone è un minestrone con 15 verdure se tra queste ci sono l'aglio e il basilico?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-3777503459278940098?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/3777503459278940098/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=3777503459278940098' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/3777503459278940098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/3777503459278940098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/11/dovevo-fare-antropologia.html' title='DOVEVO FARE ANTROPOLOGIA'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-8706349101781322173</id><published>2011-11-25T23:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T16:23:07.268+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DOV'ERA L'EROE DELLA COPPA?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Com'è andata la partita?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Rocky Training" height="132" src="http://images.picturesdepot.com/photo/r/rocky_training-25241.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-8706349101781322173?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/8706349101781322173/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=8706349101781322173' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/8706349101781322173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/8706349101781322173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/11/dovera-leroe-della-coppa.html' title='DOV&apos;ERA L&apos;EROE DELLA COPPA?'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-5695688684364194690</id><published>2011-11-25T17:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T13:49:36.128+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MI HANNO FATTO SAPERE SE SARA' UN POSTO PER RICOMINCIARE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mi faranno sapere ma non mi hanno fatto sapere quindi penso che non mi faranno sapere più.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-5695688684364194690?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/5695688684364194690/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=5695688684364194690' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/5695688684364194690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/5695688684364194690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/11/mi-hanno-fatto-sapere.html' title='MI HANNO FATTO SAPERE SE SARA&apos; UN POSTO PER RICOMINCIARE'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-4699949895284060759</id><published>2011-11-24T17:06:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T17:16:43.688+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LE FAREMO SAPERE SE SARA' UN POSTO PER RICOMINCIARE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Questo si aspettano da te. Lo sai. Non la fantasia, non la tua solita voglia di dire qualcosa di diverso. Ci siamo allenati per questo momento, ci siamo preparati per questo momento. Il ragazzo ha studiato ti ha detto. Bravo. Sei riuscito ad arrivare in orario. Bravo. Devi dire cose scontate, parlare per stereotipi, digli che vuoi aiutare la gente, digli che vuoi informare la gente su queste tematiche, digli che vuoi crescere personalmente e aumentare la tua esperienza. Suona sempre bene.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Non la fantasia, non la tua solita voglia di dire qualcosa di diverso. Non&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;puoi perdere. Il tipo che non vuole stare in piedi. La tipa che parla sempre ma non si sa di cosa. Quella che invece non parla mai. Quella che non si capisce nemmeno quello che dice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Non la fantasia, non la tua solita voglia di dire qualcosa di diverso. Cosa?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ecco. Ma porc.. Adesso te l'ho detto. Almeno non hai tirato fuori la storia della signora con il cappello bianco che si porta dietro il marito basso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-4699949895284060759?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/4699949895284060759/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=4699949895284060759' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/4699949895284060759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/4699949895284060759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/11/le-faremo-sapere-se-sara-un-posto-per.html' title='LE FAREMO SAPERE SE SARA&apos; UN POSTO PER RICOMINCIARE'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-3593928081902139030</id><published>2011-11-22T14:26:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T14:26:36.751+01:00</updated><title type='text'>150 ANNI DI MAFIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IQMWdkMYG0s" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-3593928081902139030?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/3593928081902139030/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=3593928081902139030' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/3593928081902139030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/3593928081902139030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/11/150-anni-di-mafia.html' title='150 ANNI DI MAFIA'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/IQMWdkMYG0s/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-646081728106354464</id><published>2011-11-21T16:06:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T16:07:05.639+01:00</updated><title type='text'>HA RIAPERTO ZEMANLANDIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zeman.org/forum/viewtopic.php?p=64386&amp;amp;sid=86927f4ee54f720a134cb2c39fd468d0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;http://www.zeman.org/forum/viewtopic.php?p=64386&amp;amp;sid=86927f4ee54f720a134cb2c39fd468d0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-646081728106354464?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/646081728106354464/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=646081728106354464' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/646081728106354464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/646081728106354464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/11/ha-riaperto-zemanlandia.html' title='HA RIAPERTO ZEMANLANDIA'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-9182741869612791142</id><published>2011-11-18T17:05:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T13:44:51.665+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IL QUASI EROE DEL MARACAIBO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;C'è andato vicinissimo l'eroe della coppa. Lui che fino alla doccia non doveva nemmeno giocare. Questa partita era diversa. Si era visto in allenamento e in riscaldamento pure. Non si può tenere fuori l'eroe della coppa. Non lo si può richiamare in panchina una volta che è entrato. Non si può sminuirlo così sulla carta. Quelle difese. Quel tiro piazzato che un po' più in alto entrava. Quella fantasia nei passaggi che nemmeno i compagni la capiscono mai. Quell'azione fulminea che ha lasciato tutti dietro. Quella puntazza. Come sei messo questo periodo, ci sei questo periodo gli chiedono. L'eroe della coppa non lo sa. Oggi però si è divertito. Mannaggia quella puntazza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Rocky Training" height="132" src="http://images.picturesdepot.com/photo/r/rocky_training-25241.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-9182741869612791142?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/9182741869612791142/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=9182741869612791142' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/9182741869612791142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/9182741869612791142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/11/il-quasi-eroe-del-maracaibo.html' title='IL QUASI EROE DEL MARACAIBO'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-1078078117146841161</id><published>2011-11-18T17:04:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T16:16:12.463+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LA PRIMA LEZIONE DI ANDREA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hello Nadine. Please, give me your coat. Mi ricordo anche che il cappotto era verde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-1078078117146841161?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/1078078117146841161/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=1078078117146841161' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/1078078117146841161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/1078078117146841161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/11/la-prima-lezione-di-andrea-alle-medie.html' title='LA PRIMA LEZIONE DI ANDREA'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-6569094310451248792</id><published>2011-11-17T12:20:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T12:20:25.940+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LO DICE ANCHE LEI CHE E' APPENA ENTRATA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Passa presto. Passa dannatamente presto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-6569094310451248792?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/6569094310451248792/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=6569094310451248792' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6569094310451248792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6569094310451248792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/11/lo-dice-anche-lei-che-e-appena-entrata.html' title='LO DICE ANCHE LEI CHE E&apos; APPENA ENTRATA'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-2822335688871593401</id><published>2011-11-17T00:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T12:21:11.968+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I PICCIONI DOVREBBERO AVER PAURA DEI MONUMENTI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/100/292180783_9fbe96d993.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/100/292180783_9fbe96d993.jpg" width="140" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I caraibi sono meglio della stessa statua. Sempre la solita stessa statua. Lo sanno tutti. I caraibi sono meglio di una vita sbagliata che tanto ce se ne accorge sempre troppo tardi. I caraibi sono meglio di una vita da trentenni accontentati. Finché non si diventa adulti non si decide niente. E poi&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Fabio non ha mai scritto sui piccioni. Fabio ci farà i pippini a due mani come dice lui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-2822335688871593401?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/2822335688871593401/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=2822335688871593401' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/2822335688871593401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/2822335688871593401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-piccioni-dovrebbero-aver-paura-dei.html' title='I PICCIONI DOVREBBERO AVER PAURA DEI MONUMENTI'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/100/292180783_9fbe96d993_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-8262052423318078003</id><published>2011-11-15T17:14:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T11:57:02.640+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IO E PIERO COMPRIAMO TAKE</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img height="214" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-JSR6NSzpv3U/S7vaQLtlUNI/AAAAAAAACZU/RSSFT1j54uI/Sodexo%252520U10%252520184_redimensionner.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-8262052423318078003?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/8262052423318078003/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=8262052423318078003' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/8262052423318078003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/8262052423318078003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/11/io-e-piero-compriamo-take.html' title='IO E PIERO COMPRIAMO TAKE'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-JSR6NSzpv3U/S7vaQLtlUNI/AAAAAAAACZU/RSSFT1j54uI/s72-c/Sodexo%252520U10%252520184_redimensionner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-7950941295509566612</id><published>2011-11-14T20:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T12:22:01.414+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E' DIFFICILE E LO SO MA M'INCAZZO LO STESSO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Se c'è l'effetto appoggi. Se gira la fai girare anche tu, altrimenti vai liscio. Ricordati di non guardare le mani. Mai guardare le mani. E apri quando serve. Hai capito?! No porca vacca. Il problema sono i puntini dice mio zio. Quando ci sono i puntini le cose non sono mai quello che sembrano. Hai capito?! No porca vacca. E poi mi sono distratto. C'è questo tipo che si scalda e che si scalda anche le mani. C'è questo tipo con la valigetta metallica con la gommapiuma dentro. Le cose sono due: ho è il peggiore o è il migliore. Litiga per il campo. Sembra così serio. Poi gioca. Classe, stile, eleganza e leggiadria. Un giorno ci incontreremo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-7950941295509566612?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/7950941295509566612/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=7950941295509566612' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/7950941295509566612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/7950941295509566612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/11/e-difficile-e-lo-so-ma-mincazzo-lo.html' title='E&apos; DIFFICILE E LO SO MA M&apos;INCAZZO LO STESSO'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-3348072331478681890</id><published>2011-11-12T12:29:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T16:07:52.360+01:00</updated><title type='text'>L'ENNESIMO RITORNO DELL'EROE DELLA COPPA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Questi sono gol da segnare dice l'eroe della coppa, non da deviare con i polpastrelli e da veder finire a lato di poco. E' quasi un crimine. Anche se durante riscaldamento, anzi, l'eroe della coppa ormai ha deciso che regala magie solo durante il riscaldamento. L'eroe della coppa non deve più dimostrare niente a nessuno. Da parecchio. Scusa gli chiede uno. Perché sono tutti con la felpa blu e tu invece con la felpa verde? Perché io sono l'eroe della coppa risponde l'eroe della coppa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Rocky Training" height="132" src="http://images.picturesdepot.com/photo/r/rocky_training-25241.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-3348072331478681890?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/3348072331478681890/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=3348072331478681890' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/3348072331478681890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/3348072331478681890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/11/lennesimo-ritorno-delleroe-della-coppa.html' title='L&apos;ENNESIMO RITORNO DELL&apos;EROE DELLA COPPA'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-6039612951428864109</id><published>2011-11-09T13:58:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T12:17:40.930+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LAVORO NELLA SCUOLA DI ADDESTRAMENTO CANI DA ATTACCO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ahhhhhh. Mi licenzio. Credevo ti piacessero i cani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-6039612951428864109?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/6039612951428864109/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=6039612951428864109' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6039612951428864109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6039612951428864109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/11/lavoro-nella-scuola-di-addestramento.html' title='LAVORO NELLA SCUOLA DI ADDESTRAMENTO CANI DA ATTACCO'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-7920217685983738847</id><published>2011-11-08T17:51:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T17:51:25.130+01:00</updated><title type='text'>THE TSUNAMI EFFECT</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://italnews.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/indonesia-tsunami-bilancio-sale-a-vittime-aiuti-da-aerei-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://italnews.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/indonesia-tsunami-bilancio-sale-a-vittime-aiuti-da-aerei-1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Lo tsunami effect (o effetto maremoto) consiste in un anomalo moto ondoso di persone, denaro, mezzi e materiali che si riversa caoticamente su di un paese colpito da un disastro (naturale o causato dall'uomo). Lo tsunami si genera con l'evento e concentra la sua forza massima nei momenti subito successivi. L'intensità dell'effetto dipende dagli interessi e dalla pubblicità che l'evento genera e dura finché questi non scompaiono.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-7920217685983738847?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/7920217685983738847/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=7920217685983738847' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/7920217685983738847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/7920217685983738847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/11/tsunami-effect_08.html' title='THE TSUNAMI EFFECT'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-9216974948287190259</id><published>2011-11-06T11:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T17:45:01.777+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ANCHE A ME PIACCIONO I RAGAZZI CHE PASSANO CON IL ROSSO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSbXn9GoBa6gsIgEISD8h1YOu2A258-a0TRwapRD8XwMprDBUcFIE8UW52r" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSbXn9GoBa6gsIgEISD8h1YOu2A258-a0TRwapRD8XwMprDBUcFIE8UW52r" width="152" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sono gli ultimi giorni di una mediocrità intrinseca. Ma esistono delle persone al mondo, e non poche, e sempre di più, a cui piace dire che una cosa è bella anche se non lo è e a cui piace pretendere che sia così per tutti e che sia dovuto. Aveva ragione lui. Ha sempre ragione lui. Mio zio non ce la fa.&amp;nbsp;Non è colpa sua se non ce la fa a dire che una cosa è bella se non lo è, che uno spettacolo teatrale è bello se non lo è, che una canzone è bella se non lo è. Mio zio sceglie l'altro se l'altro è meglio. L'amicizia così poi è deleteria. Esistono persone che non hanno mai letto o visto cose immortali e che pensano che basti poco per cancellare quel poco di poesia che è rimasta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-9216974948287190259?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/9216974948287190259/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=9216974948287190259' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/9216974948287190259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/9216974948287190259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/11/anche-me-piacciono-i-ragazzi-che.html' title='ANCHE A ME PIACCIONO I RAGAZZI CHE PASSANO CON IL ROSSO'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-9068855450055317576</id><published>2011-11-04T18:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T17:26:56.759+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Y</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yGgQLhhp1Ss" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-9068855450055317576?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/9068855450055317576/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=9068855450055317576' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/9068855450055317576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/9068855450055317576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/11/scucchiettos.html' title='Y'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/yGgQLhhp1Ss/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-3672135562199020352</id><published>2011-11-03T23:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T17:52:57.668+01:00</updated><title type='text'>QUANDO ANCORA NON SAPEVA DI ESSERE L'EROE DELLA COPPA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Lo ha pensato l'eroe della coppa. Poco dopo l'ultimo allenamento con le dita appese alla recinzione del campo e con la borsa sulle spalle. Il primo anno tutto questo non c'era. Vorremo mettere su una squadra diceva il capo. C'era un solo campo all'aperto anche quando nevicava con la sabbia che bruciava le ginocchia. Se lo è ricordato l'eroe della coppa. Quella sera che aveva ricevuto la sua prima maglia della squadra che era gialla ed era brutta. I parastinchi appena comprati. Le scarpe lisce sotto. E quel gol sul secondo palo. E la corsa interminabile subito dopo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Rocky Training" height="132" src="http://images.picturesdepot.com/photo/r/rocky_training-25241.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-3672135562199020352?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/3672135562199020352/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=3672135562199020352' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/3672135562199020352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/3672135562199020352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/11/quando-ancora-non-sapeva-di-essere.html' title='QUANDO ANCORA NON SAPEVA DI ESSERE L&apos;EROE DELLA COPPA'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-310071620141282325</id><published>2011-11-02T19:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T17:36:03.792+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SAI COME SI CHIAMAVA IL MIO GATO?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mi ricordo di Jean Pierre, il mio animale di pessa. Poi non mi ricordo più di niente. Sai come si chiamava il mio amico immaginario? Comunque penso che tutti debano avere un hobby. Il mio è quelo di fare l'amour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-310071620141282325?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/310071620141282325/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=310071620141282325' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/310071620141282325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/310071620141282325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/11/sai-come-si-chiamava-il-mio-gato.html' title='SAI COME SI CHIAMAVA IL MIO GATO?'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-4731067475649580556</id><published>2011-11-02T16:20:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T17:45:44.574+01:00</updated><title type='text'>BISOGNA CHE PARLI FORTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mm. Non mi ha aperto. Forse non ha sentito il campanello. Chi è? Forse ha sentito i passi per le scale. Allora ci senti! Hai usato l'udito del lupo? Eh?! risponde lei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K3-Y6KPiX5Q"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K3-Y6KPiX5Q&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-4731067475649580556?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/4731067475649580556/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=4731067475649580556' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/4731067475649580556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/4731067475649580556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/11/bisogna-che-parli-forte.html' title='BISOGNA CHE PARLI FORTE'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-4054821178904466039</id><published>2011-11-02T12:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T17:36:32.802+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IL DILUVIO UNIVERSALE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h0v4qq85eLY/TrlZnU_Ow0I/AAAAAAAABl4/08n9xgBfZ34/s1600/Senza+titolo-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="158" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h0v4qq85eLY/TrlZnU_Ow0I/AAAAAAAABl4/08n9xgBfZ34/s200/Senza+titolo-2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Il terzo giorno dopo l'inatteso meteorite, che aveva causato lo spostamento dell'asse terrestre e un cambiamento &amp;nbsp;profondo del clima, l'acqua continuava a sommergere tutto e a scendere copiosa dal cielo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Quel giorno c'erano quattro uomini in quattro barche diverse che rimasero a guardare quello spettacolo terribile. Noè. Noa. Nu u. Nuwah. Dovremmo scrivere qualcosa si dissero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-4054821178904466039?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/4054821178904466039/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=4054821178904466039' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/4054821178904466039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/4054821178904466039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/11/il-diluvio-universale.html' title='IL DILUVIO UNIVERSALE'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h0v4qq85eLY/TrlZnU_Ow0I/AAAAAAAABl4/08n9xgBfZ34/s72-c/Senza+titolo-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-9097735900797984133</id><published>2011-10-31T23:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T17:35:31.721+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IO E PEDRO TENIAMO IL 50</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;La signora si lamenta. E' cittadina anche lei adesso e quindi ha ragione e fa bene. C'è la crisi anche dentro l'ufficio dice, si vede dal muro bianco di cartongesso che è bianco e tutti dicono che un po' di colore avrebbe dato un po' di tono all'ambiente. Ci sono le sedie di plastica ma non ci sono le riviste da leggere nell'attesa. Mica siamo da dentista obbietta Pedro. A proposito. Perché la signora del piano di sopra con il figlio che fa il dentista che è uscita dopo di noi ha il 47?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-9097735900797984133?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/9097735900797984133/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=9097735900797984133' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/9097735900797984133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/9097735900797984133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/11/io-e-pedro-teniamo-il-50.html' title='IO E PEDRO TENIAMO IL 50'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-5321515073651129512</id><published>2011-10-28T14:07:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T18:35:12.688+02:00</updated><title type='text'>LA DONNA CON GLI STIVALI I CAPELLI CORTI E IL PIUMINO GIALLO VESTITA DA DONNA GATTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.tombraider4u.com/cat4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-5321515073651129512?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/5321515073651129512/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=5321515073651129512' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/5321515073651129512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/5321515073651129512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/10/la-donna-con-gli-stivali-vestita-da.html' title='LA DONNA CON GLI STIVALI I CAPELLI CORTI E IL PIUMINO GIALLO VESTITA DA DONNA GATTO'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-6026194249958072741</id><published>2011-10-27T19:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T11:53:15.905+02:00</updated><title type='text'>MAURIZIO COME HAI FATTO A SBAGLIARLA QUESTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Non ti preoccupare Maurizio.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Maurizio?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ce ne sono molti come te. Come me si chiede mio zio?! Cioè. Gente che smette e poi ricomincia. Come te Maurizio. Per esempio. Lì c'è l'Hippie, quello con i pantaloni strani che pure se è tutto fumato le prende tutte. 71 anni. Guarda che cappello che fa ridere. Lì invece c'è il tipo che chiamiamo il Maestro. Nessuno sa di preciso da che città dell'Asia venga ma si capisce che viene da qualche strana città dell'Asia per il modo in cui tiene la racchetta. 80 anni. Il Tedesco te lo presento la prossima volta. Mio zio capisce che forse non si sono capiti, vorrebbe dire che lui ha solo preso lezioni da un vecchietto, e che, anche a guardarlo bene, non può passare per un vecchietto, non ha smesso e poi ricominciato, e soprattutto, anche a guardarlo bene, non può chiamarsi Maurizio perché non ha proprio la faccia da Maurizio. Non ti preoccupare Maurizio. Ah, lì c'è lo spogliatoio. I ragazzi lo usano per fumare e per fare l'amore. C'è pure l'acqua calda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-6026194249958072741?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/6026194249958072741/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=6026194249958072741' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6026194249958072741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6026194249958072741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/10/marcello-che-hai-fatto.html' title='MAURIZIO COME HAI FATTO A SBAGLIARLA QUESTA'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-6309058334250200148</id><published>2011-10-25T16:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T18:33:00.810+02:00</updated><title type='text'>FUORI DALLA PORTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kTtZxKLyOWo/TqrZHGZYLaI/AAAAAAAABlc/lTwNnk6hf-A/s1600/IMG_3476.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kTtZxKLyOWo/TqrZHGZYLaI/AAAAAAAABlc/lTwNnk6hf-A/s640/IMG_3476.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-6309058334250200148?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/6309058334250200148/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=6309058334250200148' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6309058334250200148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6309058334250200148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/10/fuori-dalla-porta.html' title='FUORI DALLA PORTA'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kTtZxKLyOWo/TqrZHGZYLaI/AAAAAAAABlc/lTwNnk6hf-A/s72-c/IMG_3476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-3122342459742719132</id><published>2011-10-25T12:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T11:54:36.705+02:00</updated><title type='text'>L'ADDIO DELL'EROE DELLA COPPA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E' ottobre e già fa freddo. E' ottobre, la fine di ottobre, quando l'eroe della coppa smette di giocare. Non si sa perché. Non si sa se per sempre. Non ci si capisce niente. Fantasia e confusione. Chiaro. Nessuno saprà più nulla di lui, ne faranno trasmissioni e ne scriveranno libri. Ma questo e poco altro è tutto quello che si saprà. Fantasia e confusione. Non si saprà nemmeno perché non ha giocato la sua ultima partita. Perché si chiederanno tutti. O forse no. Nessuno, in realtà, lo ha mai capito veramente. Nessuno tranne lui. Quel giorno. In mezzo alla piazza. In mezzo al fumo della sigaretta. Vuoi venire a giocare con me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Rocky Training" height="132" src="http://images.picturesdepot.com/photo/r/rocky_training-25241.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-3122342459742719132?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/3122342459742719132/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=3122342459742719132' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/3122342459742719132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/3122342459742719132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/10/laddio-delleroe-della-coppa.html' title='L&apos;ADDIO DELL&apos;EROE DELLA COPPA'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-236863190526306100</id><published>2011-10-22T16:28:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T12:25:53.574+02:00</updated><title type='text'>GRAZIAE USAI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Puoi mettere le sardine nel forno ma non ne verranno fuori delle ciabatte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9vs8QY1EcSM/TqLTDVgZxhI/AAAAAAAABlQ/5hKImN8gzvQ/s1600/sardines+copia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9vs8QY1EcSM/TqLTDVgZxhI/AAAAAAAABlQ/5hKImN8gzvQ/s200/sardines+copia.jpg" width="146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-236863190526306100?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/236863190526306100/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=236863190526306100' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/236863190526306100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/236863190526306100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/10/grazie-usai.html' title='GRAZIAE USAI'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9vs8QY1EcSM/TqLTDVgZxhI/AAAAAAAABlQ/5hKImN8gzvQ/s72-c/sardines+copia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-8843093647090312346</id><published>2011-10-20T12:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T12:14:20.390+01:00</updated><title type='text'>QUESTA DOVREBBE ESSERE LA COLONNA SONORA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/c44gIVDaRUs" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Senza nemmeno accorgersene si passa dal momento in cui si pensa "sarà un film così" al momento in cui si pensa "è andato così".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-8843093647090312346?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/8843093647090312346/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=8843093647090312346' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/8843093647090312346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/8843093647090312346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/10/questa-dovrebbe-essere-comunque-la.html' title='QUESTA DOVREBBE ESSERE LA COLONNA SONORA'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/c44gIVDaRUs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-8618750287056864175</id><published>2011-10-19T19:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T12:26:38.018+02:00</updated><title type='text'>APPARTE L'EROE DELLA COPPA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Non mi state piacendo dice il mister. L'eroe della coppa però è lì vicino e glielo dice, l'ha già detto, lo sanno tutti, ma come, confusione e fantasia, tre passaggi e due pali. Il mister dice solo e. La vocale che si può usare sempre. L'eroe della coppa adesso sorride. L'eroe della coppa adesso non è più deluso, adesso quasi si diverte, non va mai, poi va per conquistarsi il posto ogni martedì giovedì e venerdì, e alla fine se lo rischia sempre. Manca poco ormai all'ultima partita.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Rocky Training" height="132" src="http://images.picturesdepot.com/photo/r/rocky_training-25241.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-8618750287056864175?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/8618750287056864175/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=8618750287056864175' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/8618750287056864175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/8618750287056864175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/10/non-mi-state-piacendo-dice-il-mister.html' title='APPARTE L&apos;EROE DELLA COPPA'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-7801736985307504307</id><published>2011-10-18T15:46:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T15:46:05.359+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A CASA MIA SI BUSSA CON I PIEDI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Le cose quando si fanno si fanno secondo una linea di condotta. Non si lascia mai niente al caso. Semmai alla fantasia. Alla fantasia quella sì. Ma che discorso è?! Allora assaggia la pasta che se è scotta non la mangio. Io non la assaggio mai. E' primitivo assaggiare la pasta. Lo sviluppo la mentalità la tecnologia. I barbari assaggiano la pasta. Anche i grandi cuochi. No. I grandi cuochi no. I grandi cuochi la guardano mentre si cucina e cucinano con la mente. E Michelangelo?! Ma che discorso è?! Non ha alcun senso. Non tirare fuori la solita storia della faccia del sale preistorico. Non tirare fuori la solita storia della signora del piano di sopra con il figlio che fa il dentista. Ecco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-7801736985307504307?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/7801736985307504307/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=7801736985307504307' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/7801736985307504307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/7801736985307504307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/10/casa-mia-si-bussa-con-i-piedi.html' title='A CASA MIA SI BUSSA CON I PIEDI'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-3393437503768572294</id><published>2011-10-17T22:44:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T22:48:38.505+02:00</updated><title type='text'>PURE IO L'AVREI LECCATO UN PO'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/x3S0xS2hdi4" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;(thanks to Marchì)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-3393437503768572294?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/3393437503768572294/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=3393437503768572294' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/3393437503768572294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/3393437503768572294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/10/io-intanto-lavrei-leccato.html' title='PURE IO L&apos;AVREI LECCATO UN PO&apos;'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/x3S0xS2hdi4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-5396031578755436824</id><published>2011-10-15T18:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T15:47:52.131+02:00</updated><title type='text'>NON E' DIABOLIK E' IGORI'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Non è il primo di cui mi accorgo. Un altro signore vestito di nero mi guarda mentre io guardo lui, lui il signore vestito di nero. Mi chiedo perché nessuno vede i ragazzini con il casco che sono così ragazzini da sporcarsi tutti e tutta la faccia quando mangiano i limoni. Che sono anche aspri se uno non ha la colite. Non capisco i cortei. Non capisco perché le cose non si possono fare insieme invece che contro. Gira voce che fanno tutti così. Non capisco perché parlano tutti tranne quelli che ne capiscono. Si sente l'odore dei cassonetti di piazza Tuscolo. Le statue religiose non hanno odore. Io guardo lui ma il signore vestito di nero non sta guardando me, né i funghetti di Super Mario, ma sta guardando Igorì. Levati il maglione Igorì. Sotto c'ho la maglietta ma è nera uguale dice lui.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://www3.varesenews.it/immagini_articoli/200903/diabolik_gazzetta_800.jpg.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-5396031578755436824?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/5396031578755436824/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=5396031578755436824' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/5396031578755436824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/5396031578755436824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/10/non-e-diabolik-e-igori.html' title='NON E&apos; DIABOLIK E&apos; IGORI&apos;'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-8359291443070789352</id><published>2011-10-14T15:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T12:54:10.386+02:00</updated><title type='text'>C'E' SEMPRE QUALCUNO CHE SORRIDE LO STESSO</title><content type='html'>&lt;img height="394" src="http://images.nationalgeographic.com/wpf/media-live/photos/000/419/cache/thailand-floods-unesco-sculpture_41932_600x450.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-8359291443070789352?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/8359291443070789352/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=8359291443070789352' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/8359291443070789352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/8359291443070789352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/10/non-so-perche-sorride-lo-stesso.html' title='C&apos;E&apos; SEMPRE QUALCUNO CHE SORRIDE LO STESSO'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-7557451956542723853</id><published>2011-10-13T12:57:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T12:57:57.644+02:00</updated><title type='text'>COSA SUCCEDE SE LEGO UNA FETTA BISCOTTATA ALLA SCHIENA DI UN GATTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I gatti cadono sempre in piedi. Le fette biscottate, secondo la legge di Murphy, cadono sempre con la parte della marmellata verso terra. Non è che stravolgo una legge della fisica se provo questo mio esperimento?! (cit.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-7557451956542723853?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/7557451956542723853/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=7557451956542723853' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/7557451956542723853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/7557451956542723853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/10/cosa-succede-se-lego-una-fetta.html' title='COSA SUCCEDE SE LEGO UNA FETTA BISCOTTATA ALLA SCHIENA DI UN GATTO'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-6072263726927199176</id><published>2011-10-13T12:57:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T15:49:03.565+02:00</updated><title type='text'>MA NON DOVEVA SCENDERE PRIMA DI SALIRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Questa signora assomiglia alla signora del piano di sopra con il figlio che fa il dentista. Sarà per questo. Mi sta guardando nell'attesa che le ceda il posto come si dovrebbe. C'è un posto due file più giù però penso io. Mi sta guardando e adesso pretende che le ceda il posto come si dovrebbe. C'è il posto due file più giù che è anche più comodo penso io. Mi sta guardando e sorride, mentre fa di tutto per evidenziare che, se continua a restare in piedi, vista la sua età, i sanpietrini poi, con questo caldo, potrebbe cadere ad ogni frenata e che, dando un'occhiata intorno, la gente comincia a giudicare. Secondo me da due file più giù si gode anche una magnifica vista su Roma. Aspetti che ce l'accompagno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-6072263726927199176?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/6072263726927199176/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=6072263726927199176' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6072263726927199176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6072263726927199176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/10/ma-non-doveva-scendere-prima-di-salire.html' title='MA NON DOVEVA SCENDERE PRIMA DI SALIRE'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-8001616092130266821</id><published>2011-10-09T12:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T12:51:45.677+02:00</updated><title type='text'>NON MI RICORDO DOVE STA TIMBUCTU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/4/44/Timbuktu_Mosque_Sankore.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Panorama di Timbuctu" border="0" height="240" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/4/44/Timbuktu_Mosque_Sankore.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sono le 3:40. Mi sono alzata e ho guardato l'orologio sopra il frigo. Guarda che erano le 9:30 oppure le 7. Dipende dal fuso dico io. Comunque erano le 3:40. Non mi ricordo più nemmeno come è cominciata la cosa ma mi piace quando è presto e i sensi non si accendono, quando le carezze sono di spalle e sogni da finire. Non come quelli dove c'è il mare. Come quella volta delle 7?! Ti dico che erano le 3:40. I sensi non si accendono lo stesso. E' così che basta un giro di gonna senza la gonna e ci si ritrova di nuovo a letto, quasi una perdita di sensi, che c'è poco da fare, e alla fine, se sono le 3:40 o se erano le 9:30 oppure le 7 non fa nessuna differenza. Così senza pensieri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-8001616092130266821?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/8001616092130266821/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=8001616092130266821' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/8001616092130266821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/8001616092130266821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/10/non-mi-ricordo-dove-sta-timbuctu.html' title='NON MI RICORDO DOVE STA TIMBUCTU'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-593723259456755742</id><published>2011-10-07T21:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T12:32:03.125+02:00</updated><title type='text'>L'EROE CHE SFIDA IL RE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r5uvmqAMSyk/TpQassKZZII/AAAAAAAABlI/xoyzpMy3P-8/s1600/foto.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r5uvmqAMSyk/TpQassKZZII/AAAAAAAABlI/xoyzpMy3P-8/s320/foto.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-593723259456755742?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/593723259456755742/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=593723259456755742' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/593723259456755742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/593723259456755742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/10/leroe-contro-il-re.html' title='L&apos;EROE CHE SFIDA IL RE'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r5uvmqAMSyk/TpQassKZZII/AAAAAAAABlI/xoyzpMy3P-8/s72-c/foto.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-446160440302287392</id><published>2011-10-07T15:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T15:50:06.103+02:00</updated><title type='text'>STATO O CHIESA?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Certe cose non si dicono al telefono ma nei parcheggi di notte. Funziona così. Quello della Coop andrà bene. A stasera. Fa freddo. Senta avvocato. Ho intenzione di sfidare il sistema. Sì avvocato, sono pronto ad andare fino in fondo. L'avvocato si schiarisce la voce e domanda senza farsi capire ma facendosi capire bene. Entrambi dico io. Anzi, se devo scegliere scelgo la seconda. Sarà difficile mi dice dopo una lunga tirata di sigaretta. Molto difficile. Conosco un tipo, uno &amp;nbsp;svedese, uno biondo, uno svedese con la felpa che farebbe al caso nostro. Brivido. Mi sembra di averla già sentita questa storia. Non importa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sì avvocato, sono pronto ad andare fino in fondo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mi deve fare una foto però mi dice. Una di quella foto compromettenti fatte con indosso un impermeabile beige, tipo marrone. Guardi che il beige è una sfumatura del marrone ma in realtà è grigio. Tirata di sigaretta. Forse era un codice, ma non importa, tanto io l'impermeabile non ce l'ho, né beige e né marrone. Gliela farò avere. Però non potrò evitare di farla neorealista. Purtroppo sì. Sì, anche senza sfondo giallo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img height="336" src="http://www.hotel-cattolica.net/var/news/storage/images/notizie/coop-rimini-regala-parcheggio/7390-1-ita-IT/coop-rimini-regala-parcheggio.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-446160440302287392?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/446160440302287392/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=446160440302287392' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/446160440302287392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/446160440302287392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/10/stato-o-chiesa.html' title='STATO O CHIESA?'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-3975775573145400878</id><published>2011-10-07T00:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T12:52:46.546+02:00</updated><title type='text'>C'E' SEMPRE TEMPO PER FALLIRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Come si fa a recitare per radio una cosa scritta che già è brutta da leggere e che in più si capisce benissimo che non è stata scritta per essere letta. Come si fa a recitare una cosa del genere. Odio Veronica anche se non è Veronica. Eppure la differenza è tutta qui. Mio zio invece cerca sempre qualcosa di diverso, di alternativo, magari qualcosa di deludente. Mi fido di te quando mi dici che mi piacerà. Poi Volo farò di tutto per perderlo durante il trasloco. Sorvoliamo. Sì. Meglio. Ma perché traslochi? No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-3975775573145400878?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/3975775573145400878/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=3975775573145400878' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/3975775573145400878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/3975775573145400878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/10/no-non-devo-traslocare.html' title='C&apos;E&apos; SEMPRE TEMPO PER FALLIRE'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-16836196978983700</id><published>2011-10-06T23:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T19:20:44.405+02:00</updated><title type='text'>NON SONO SOLO SCIVOLATO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ho visto il mio motorino scivolare poeticamente al mio fianco. Sull'acqua. Anche se questo non l'ho detto all'agente di Polizia. Ah. Ma si è rotto un po' davanti. Lo aggiungo dice l'agente di Polizia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-16836196978983700?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/16836196978983700/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=16836196978983700' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/16836196978983700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/16836196978983700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/10/non-sono-solo-scivolato.html' title='NON SONO SOLO SCIVOLATO'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-5141953104486942696</id><published>2011-10-06T12:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T12:48:29.501+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE MORE THING</title><content type='html'>&lt;img height="400" src="http://www.eddev.eu/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/hungryfoolish.jpg" width="293" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-5141953104486942696?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/5141953104486942696/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=5141953104486942696' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/5141953104486942696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/5141953104486942696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/10/il-numero-finale-e-linizio.html' title='ONE MORE THING'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-6518589391174634294</id><published>2011-10-05T19:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T12:31:43.327+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SE STA DIVENTANDO FORTE QUEL MIO ZIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mio zio si sofferma sul tipo che si porta la scatola e che tutte le volte toglie e rimette le plastiche sulle gomme. C'è pure quello che si è portato il rubber care che costa quanto la racchetta. Quello lasciamolo stare che gli sta sul culo. Vieni domani? Alle 16:30? Sì. Certo risponde mio zio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-6518589391174634294?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/6518589391174634294/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=6518589391174634294' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6518589391174634294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6518589391174634294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/10/se-sta-diventando-forte-quel-mio-zio.html' title='SE STA DIVENTANDO FORTE QUEL MIO ZIO'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-8438691110889017691</id><published>2011-10-03T19:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T21:09:48.275+02:00</updated><title type='text'>QUEL POCO DI INDECISIONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;L'eroe della coppa si allena di nascosto anche se gira voce che. Si sa che sarebbe un cambiamento grande. Si sa che si sta allenando con un egiziano perché la tecnica non basta. Si sa un egiziano e anche altri. L'eroe della coppa deve pensare e deve pensare con calma. La calma con cui si muoveva in campo nell'ultima partita ha dato nuovi stimoli e lasciato nuovi strascichi. L'eroe della coppa per un attimo si è sentito un eroe di qualcosa di più grande. Eroe di cosa però?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Rocky Training" height="132" src="http://images.picturesdepot.com/photo/r/rocky_training-25241.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-8438691110889017691?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/8438691110889017691/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=8438691110889017691' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/8438691110889017691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/8438691110889017691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/10/quel-poco-di-indecisione.html' title='QUEL POCO DI INDECISIONE'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-3755329477120244474</id><published>2011-10-03T15:26:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T19:17:21.248+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ERA MEGLIO IERI E IERI L'ALTRO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Una giornata senza le sette di mattina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-3755329477120244474?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/3755329477120244474/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=3755329477120244474' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/3755329477120244474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/3755329477120244474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/10/oggi.html' title='ERA MEGLIO IERI E IERI L&apos;ALTRO'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-6371626096470851277</id><published>2011-10-03T15:24:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T15:24:38.820+02:00</updated><title type='text'>E' TUTTA UNA QUESTIONE DI PARCHEGGI</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/K8vkbfz8PU8" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-6371626096470851277?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/6371626096470851277/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=6371626096470851277' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6371626096470851277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/6371626096470851277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/10/e-tutta-una-questione-di-parcheggi.html' title='E&apos; TUTTA UNA QUESTIONE DI PARCHEGGI'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/K8vkbfz8PU8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-9054806975499802459</id><published>2011-10-02T22:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T21:06:40.523+02:00</updated><title type='text'>QUALE FILM?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh! Eh?! Mi stava cadendo la pirofila dalle mani ma sono riuscito a prenderla al volo. Come si chiama questo film? La pirofila avrebbe fatto un sacco di rumore qui in salotto. Quale pirofila?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-9054806975499802459?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/9054806975499802459/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=9054806975499802459' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/9054806975499802459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/9054806975499802459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/10/come-si-chiama-questo-film.html' title='QUALE FILM?'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-9008760152378852981</id><published>2011-09-30T16:03:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T16:03:54.575+02:00</updated><title type='text'>IL TERZO ROUND</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mi piace quando racconta del supermercato e starei ore a guardarla mentre racconta del supermercato. Mi piace perché ride con gli occhi, perché si vergogna ma fa di tutto per non farlo vedere e starei ore a guardarla mentre si vergogna ma fa di tutto per non farlo vedere. Semplicemente mi piace quando è la più.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-9008760152378852981?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/9008760152378852981/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=9008760152378852981' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/9008760152378852981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/9008760152378852981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/09/il-terzo-round.html' title='IL TERZO ROUND'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-5653878416120211014</id><published>2011-09-29T15:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T16:05:27.567+02:00</updated><title type='text'>L'EROE DI CASTELPLANIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Non è la stessa cosa pensa l'eroe della coppa. L'eroe della coppa preferisce essere l'eroe della coppa, perché ormai si vede che è deluso, che non si diverte, che comincia a non sopportare più quelli che si credono e sono addirittura meno, soprattutto quelli che si credono di una categoria superiore ma che nessuno chiama per andare in una categoria superiore. Ormai si vede che non si diverte, quando lo stop, il controllo e il passaggio sotto le gambe vengono ignorati dopo due miseri tiri. Non si fa così. Non è rispettoso, soprattutto nei confronti dell'eroe della coppa. Chissà forse sarà davvero l'ultima. I re possono sbagliare i rigori. I re non devono conquistarsi mai niente. Gli eroi della coppa sì.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Rocky Training" height="131" src="http://images.picturesdepot.com/photo/r/rocky_training-25241.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-5653878416120211014?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/5653878416120211014/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=5653878416120211014' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/5653878416120211014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/5653878416120211014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/09/leroe-di-castelplanio.html' title='L&apos;EROE DI CASTELPLANIO'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-5404888092892578216</id><published>2011-09-28T18:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T18:50:23.414+02:00</updated><title type='text'>WHERE AM I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashgames.it/where.am.i.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8SwC_bM32u4/ToNQNhSPY2I/AAAAAAAABk8/OR2oyi_TAv4/s1600/LAB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-5404888092892578216?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/5404888092892578216/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=5404888092892578216' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/5404888092892578216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/5404888092892578216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/09/where-am-i.html' title='WHERE AM I'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8SwC_bM32u4/ToNQNhSPY2I/AAAAAAAABk8/OR2oyi_TAv4/s72-c/LAB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-7106898445913824452</id><published>2011-09-26T19:05:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T17:57:11.574+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SOLO TU INCONTRI GENTE COSI'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sto guardando un legionario romano. Sì, a quest'ora i colori sono davvero bellissimi. Ancora non vivo qui. Difficile stancarsi di una città come questa. Difficile non avere voglia di girare in motorino ancora un po'. Sorride. I calzini scuri e la giacca chiara. Arrivederci. Buona serata. Buona serata a lei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-7106898445913824452?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/7106898445913824452/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=7106898445913824452' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/7106898445913824452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/7106898445913824452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/09/solo-te-incontri-sta-gente.html' title='SOLO TU INCONTRI GENTE COSI&apos;'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-755832649451108273</id><published>2011-09-26T10:26:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T19:11:27.559+02:00</updated><title type='text'>LE COSE NON VANNO SEMPRE COME I PIANI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Gc3nFsmvgo/ToA2MhP51zI/AAAAAAAABk4/yUKUYsN_lNs/s1600/yun_3044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Gc3nFsmvgo/ToA2MhP51zI/AAAAAAAABk4/yUKUYsN_lNs/s200/yun_3044.jpg" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Non so se preferivo Pedro e la signora del piano di sopra col figlio che fa il dentista. Cambiare città non è servito ad evitare i problemi ma è servito e poi qui l'aria è così nuova. E pure fredda stamattina. Ho sempre problemi con la gente. La nuova signora del piano di sopra col figlio che fa il dentista è un signore. Da giovane faceva il tattico, un giovane tattico filosofo credo. Il vecchio tattico filosofo non ce l'ha con me per principio, credo, ce l'ha con me perché ho preso l'ultima copia del catalogo, ma lui l'aveva lasciata lì, sul davanzale, io manco l'avevo presa all'inizio, e lui siccome è un vecchio tattico filosofo l'aveva lasciata lì che tanto la posso prendere domani. Io manco dovevo comprare niente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-755832649451108273?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/755832649451108273/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=755832649451108273' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/755832649451108273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/755832649451108273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/09/le-cose-non-vano-sempre-come-i-piani.html' title='LE COSE NON VANNO SEMPRE COME I PIANI'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Gc3nFsmvgo/ToA2MhP51zI/AAAAAAAABk4/yUKUYsN_lNs/s72-c/yun_3044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-3354858808629160532</id><published>2011-09-24T22:39:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T10:14:25.882+02:00</updated><title type='text'>QUEL 4 CHE E' PIU' DI UN RICORDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Il gruppo è sfuocato. Mi sono accorto che sto guardando il bicchiere da un po'. Ho problemi con la gente stasera, tutti tranne una. Fortuna lei.&amp;nbsp;Mi sono accorto che ho smesso di guardare il bicchiere da un po'.&amp;nbsp;Le scarpe della signora. La risata della signora. L'avrei ammazzata quella signora. Fortuna lei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-3354858808629160532?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/3354858808629160532/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=3354858808629160532' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/3354858808629160532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/3354858808629160532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/09/quel-4-che-e-piu-di-un-ricordo.html' title='QUEL 4 CHE E&apos; PIU&apos; DI UN RICORDO'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-5851123946901661963</id><published>2011-09-22T12:36:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T12:36:27.932+02:00</updated><title type='text'>NE' SI POSSONO GIUDICARE QUESTI TUMULTI NOCIVI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;[..] Né si può chiamare in alcun modo con ragione una repubblica inordinata, dove siano tanti esempi di virtù, perché li buoni esempi nascono dalla buona educazione, la buona educazione dalle buone leggi, e le buone leggi da quei tumulti che molti inconsideratamente dannano.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(N. Macchiavelli)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-5851123946901661963?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/5851123946901661963/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=5851123946901661963' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/5851123946901661963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/5851123946901661963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/09/ne-si-possono-giudicare-questi-tumulti.html' title='NE&apos; SI POSSONO GIUDICARE QUESTI TUMULTI NOCIVI'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-708709436351225820</id><published>2011-09-22T12:22:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T12:22:46.294+02:00</updated><title type='text'>NON MI RICORDO UN CAZZO, NON SO UN CAZZO, NON CREDO A UN CAZZO</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1yN_jg9tWSM" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-708709436351225820?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/708709436351225820/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=708709436351225820' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/708709436351225820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/708709436351225820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/09/non-mi-ricordo-un-cazzo-non-so-un-cazzo.html' title='NON MI RICORDO UN CAZZO, NON SO UN CAZZO, NON CREDO A UN CAZZO'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1yN_jg9tWSM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-5504093283916054440</id><published>2011-09-21T14:51:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T15:35:43.230+02:00</updated><title type='text'>LA LISTA DELLA SPESA SENZA LA LISTA DELLA SPESA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lestoriedialtro.it/images/image.php/supermercato.jpg?width=215&amp;amp;height=161&amp;amp;image=/images/supermercato.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.lestoriedialtro.it/images/image.php/supermercato.jpg?width=215&amp;amp;height=161&amp;amp;image=/images/supermercato.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Andare a fare la spesa fa sempre bene. Fa sempre bene vedere qualcuno che sta peggio di te e a fare la spesa c'è sempre qualcuno che sta peggio di te. Tanto quelli sani sono sempre di meno&amp;nbsp;dice lui. Mio zio si mette in coda alla cassa, la coda è lunghissima perché oggi è mercoledì e&amp;nbsp;di mercoledì tutti vanno a fare la spesa. Pure mio zio va a fare la spesa di mercoledì&amp;nbsp;ma solo perché c'è più gente del solito che sta peggio di&amp;nbsp;lui di mercoledì&amp;nbsp;e mentre aspetta il suo turno aspetta che arrivi il vecchietto quello con gli occhiali che sbaglia la fila, che arriva sempre, che strizza gli occhi e non capisce dove si deve fermare. Sempre dove c'è la cassiera carina diceva uno, non importa chi c'è davanti perché tanto poi c'è Murphy. La signora che di solito sorride sempre ed è una di quelli che sta sempre peggio di te vede il vecchietto quello con gli occhiali e smette di sorridere e lo rimprovera. Meglio rimproverarle prima le persone, dice, perché così si evita di litigare&amp;nbsp;dopo dice la signora. E' una grande verità che nemmeno Murphy. Così la signora si guarda intorno e cerca qualcuno che le dica quanto ha ragione signora, fortuna lei signora. E' in quel momento che mio zio si gira e&amp;nbsp;guarda la signora sorridendo come per dirle quanto ha ragione signora, fortuna lei signora, ma proprio quando la signora sta per ricominciare a sorridere mio zio si gira. Ancora manca un po' al turno di mio zio.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-5504093283916054440?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/5504093283916054440/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=5504093283916054440' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/5504093283916054440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/5504093283916054440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/09/la-lista-della-spesa-senza-la-lista.html' title='LA LISTA DELLA SPESA SENZA LA LISTA DELLA SPESA'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-4718489246846212597</id><published>2011-09-19T22:22:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T22:22:12.794+02:00</updated><title type='text'>OGNUNO VUOLE LA SUA FETTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://www.augustopigliacelli.it/public/Image/piatto%20vuoto.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677150416259281958-4718489246846212597?l=mioziodiceche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/feeds/4718489246846212597/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677150416259281958&amp;postID=4718489246846212597' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/4718489246846212597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677150416259281958/posts/default/4718489246846212597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mioziodiceche.blogspot.com/2011/09/ognuno-vuole-la-sua-fetta.html' title='OGNUNO VUOLE LA SUA FETTA'/><author><name>LO ZIO BART</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521806467170590229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSca2OA2GlY/Tm9vc9nEcvI/AAAAAAAABkI/wmjuAjolVz0/s220/sardines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677150416259281958.post-6382141898423930350</id><published>2011-09-16T19:35:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T19:38:00.964+02:00</updated><title type='text'>E IO CHE ASPETTAVO SETTEMBRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://www.freshplaza.it/images/2008/0422/Copy%20of%20foto%201.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Odio quando il profumo di colonia si mischia a quello delle sigarette figuriamoci se si mischia a quello delle arance. Odio questa donna. Deve aver bevuto qualcosa di forte prima di venire qui. E' l'unica che può comprare il tuo aranceto e lo sai, non fare lo scemo. Lo so. Avrei dovuto fare come lui. Avrei dovuto fare il politico e fare le cose mentre gli altri sono lontani, senza rimorsi. Senza fretta. Avrei fatto cose solo facendomi vedere in giro, vado a fare un giro avrei detto. Mi sarei fatto crescere la barba e i capelli anche se non mi è mai piaciuto. Dio cosa mi sarei sentito vivo nel vedere quegli occhi che brillano di finta ammirazione. Lascia stare, non fare lo scemo. Odio questa donna. Odio le zeppe con il buco davanti con le dita che escono. E' l'unica che ha risposto all'annuncio e lo sai, non fare lo scemo. Lo so. E' che non è nemmeno ottobre. Non so più nemmeno se è un aranceto. Forse fa solo finta. Non è nemmeno ottobre. Sì, mi dica. Sorridi. Sì, è un po' in salita in effetti, ma si può sempre girare. Per lei questo ed altro. 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