<?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-6144444</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:45:06.957+02:00</updated><title type='text'>L.A. Confidential</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm working on this</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-112057983029035233</id><published>2005-07-05T18:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T18:40:39.033+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Il secolo cineseQuando la Cina si sveglierà, tutto il mondo tremeràQuesta celebre profezia, pronunciata da Napoleone nel 1816 e poi ripresa da Lenin poco prima di morire, sembra essersi avverata.Federico Rampini, attraverso una collezione di storie di vita quotidiana, ritratti di nuovi potenti e uomini comuni, racconti di viaggio in città come Shanghai, Hangzhou e Hong Kong, le capitali del </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/112057983029035233/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=112057983029035233' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/112057983029035233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/112057983029035233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/07/il-secolo-cinesequando-la-cina-si.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-111996238469251676</id><published>2005-06-28T14:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T14:57:35.776+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Old BoyDopo aver visto rappresentata l'infinita e splendida crudeltà asiatica in Old Boy, ho capito perché tengo così tanto alla collana di perle bianche che giace sulle arcate della mia bocca.P.S.: vi consiglio questo bel sito cinematografico. Ottime foto, peccato sia solo in tedesco ... maledetti elvetici!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/111996238469251676/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=111996238469251676' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111996238469251676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111996238469251676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/06/old-boydopo-aver-visto-rappresentata.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-111961020490646348</id><published>2005-06-24T12:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T12:52:06.996+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ogni scarrafo' è bell ...Un giorno sono andato a far visita a mia madre per il suo compleanno. Colpito dall'enorme quantità di fiori che aveva ricevuto, dissi che tanta gente le voleva bene. Lei mi rispose che in realtà questi fiori erano dovuti alle tante persone che volevano bene a me.Non è proprio così, mamma, visto che poco fa un signore si è sporto dalla macchina e mi ha apostrofato alzando </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/111961020490646348/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=111961020490646348' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111961020490646348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111961020490646348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/06/ogni-scarrafo-bell.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-111955559258108283</id><published>2005-06-23T21:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T21:39:52.586+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IncompresoRisale a molti anni fa l'ostilità di Silvio Berlusconi per i comunisti. Il presidente del Consiglio si lascia andare ai ricordi e, davanti alla platea di coordinatori e dirigenti di FI al cinema Capranica, parlando dei "grandi mali del secolo", il nazismo e il comunismo, torna con la memoria alla sua gioventù. "Anch'io - racconta Berlusconi secondo quanto hanno riferito alcuni </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/111955559258108283/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=111955559258108283' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111955559258108283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111955559258108283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/06/incompresorisale-molti-anni-fa.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-111902874288017583</id><published>2005-06-17T19:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T19:19:02.886+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Piscina e/o quartetto d'archi ...Spero che quei nuvoloni cambino direzione e non piova visto che stasera c'è una cena in piscina a casa della S..a.Mi spiace solo mancare i concerti per quartetti d'arco in programma in varii angoli della città. Più info.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/111902874288017583/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=111902874288017583' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111902874288017583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111902874288017583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/06/piscina-eo-quartetto-darchi.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-111873475149323495</id><published>2005-06-14T09:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T09:39:11.496+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Perché Margherita ...Lungo la statale in automobile. La vettura dietro alla mia procede a distanza di sicurezza minima. Il proprietario/pilota è indaffarato con il cellulare. Il serpentone della rush hour serale si muove sonnolento. Chissa per quale motivo gli attribuisco una somiglianza con Riccardo Cocciante. Saranno gli arricciati capelli o la bianca camicia di lino o forse entrambe. Adesso </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/111873475149323495/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=111873475149323495' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111873475149323495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111873475149323495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/06/perch-margherita.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-111873455722604730</id><published>2005-06-14T09:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T09:35:57.226+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BritanniaTelefonata dell'E......a da Manchester. Piove. Copiosamente e quotidianamente. provo un poco di invidia. Subisco la privazione dovuta all'impossibilità di esprimermi in inglese anche solo per commentare questa anomala quasi-estate continentale.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/111873455722604730/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=111873455722604730' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111873455722604730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111873455722604730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/06/britanniatelefonata-delle.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-111873449803146051</id><published>2005-06-14T09:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T09:34:58.036+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ReferendumBravo Cicoria c'è l'hai fatta. Ma non finisce qui. Du wirst noch hören von uns.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/111873449803146051/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=111873449803146051' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111873449803146051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111873449803146051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/06/referendumbravo-cicoria-c-lhai-fatta.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-111825861598890657</id><published>2005-06-08T20:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T21:36:40.900+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Non è bello però ...... a me è piaciuto questo Quo vadis, Baby? sebbene la Bologna che dipinge Salvatores appaia fredda, grigia e piovosa. Adorna di portici e colonne incapaci di riparare i suoi abitanti dalle loro tormentate vicissitudini. Una Bologna che a me è sembrata troppo Milano.
Sopra tutto e sopra tutti soffia la PFM di Impressioni di Settembre.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/111825861598890657/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=111825861598890657' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111825861598890657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111825861598890657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/06/non-bello-per.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-111822752864012980</id><published>2005-06-08T12:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T13:02:41.543+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ein ganzer SommerSaranno gli stage da concerto che compaiono come funghi nelle piazze cittadine oppure il gas malcombusto delle mototrebbie anni '50 che incontri scollinando in biciletta che mi fanno dire che il mio compleanno, il solstizio e la calda estate sono alle porte.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/111822752864012980/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=111822752864012980' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111822752864012980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111822752864012980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/06/ein-ganzer-sommersaranno-gli-stage-da.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-111704542528564663</id><published>2005-05-25T19:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T20:32:26.663+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MusicothérapieOggi ne ho proprio bisogno. Si ascolta Les Embouteillages du Sanseverino.
... Amoureux des sirènes
Les ambulanciers sont les marins des départementales
Salauds de séducteurs
Ils ont une infirmière dans chaque hôpital
Ils collectionnent les filles, multiplient les aventures
Et leur spécialité c'est l'amour en voiture ...P.S.: in qualità di tipiedo tifoso di una nota squadra di club </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/111704542528564663/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=111704542528564663' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111704542528564663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111704542528564663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/05/musicothrapieoggi-ne-ho-proprio.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-111694457764491626</id><published>2005-05-24T18:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T18:02:57.113+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>High FidelityAccolgo con piacere e favore il testimone allungatomi da secondsight.Top Five Songs
TitleArtistAlbum
Senegal Fast FoodAmadou et Mariam, ft. Manu ChaoDimanche à Bamako
AntidoteMorcheebaThe Antidote
My way (français)Stereo TotalLive at ZAK
RollerskateCall and ResponseCall and Response
This is not a Love SongNouvelle VagueNouvelle Vague



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</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/111694457764491626/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=111694457764491626' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111694457764491626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111694457764491626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/05/high-fidelityaccolgo-con-piacere-e.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-111692955587043328</id><published>2005-05-24T12:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T13:06:54.606+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tra Buddha e Ronald McDonaldsUn po' come il nano d'Amélie Poulain anche a Reggio Emilia compaiono nottetempo, in ogni dove (ma non a caso), simulacri inneggianti al frate di Pietralcina, in arte St. Padre Pio.Per i curiosi/e: una la trovate con tanto di recinzione nei pressi del convento dei Padri Cappucini, mentre quella più imponente, tre/quattro volte le dimensioni di una persona, è situata </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/111692955587043328/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=111692955587043328' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111692955587043328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111692955587043328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/05/tra-buddha-e-ronald-mcdonaldsun-po.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-111692861848220403</id><published>2005-05-24T11:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T11:56:58.486+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Episode IIISara senz'altro colpa mia, ma The Revenge of the Sith me l'aspettavo molto più brutto e invece, au contraire, è forse quello meglio girato dei tre.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/111692861848220403/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=111692861848220403' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111692861848220403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111692861848220403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/05/episode-iiisara-senzaltro-colpa-mia-ma.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-111682979709053665</id><published>2005-05-23T08:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T18:35:33.253+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pro Europa, saepe, pro patria semperLe "non" à la Constitution en tête. Così titola ed apre questa mattina Le Monde.Va bene Colbert (Jean-Baptiste), va bene l'economia che cresce, va bene che pure la natalità degli autoctoni è in crescita da diversi anni, va bene che non si vogliono perdere i diritti sociali acquisiti, va bene pure Louvre e Camambert, tuttavia se votate Non mi sa che ci tocca </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/111682979709053665/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=111682979709053665' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111682979709053665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111682979709053665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/05/pro-europa-saepe-pro-patria-semperle.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-111468514325423066</id><published>2005-04-28T12:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T12:49:09.306+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Esopo probablement ...Un po' di giornalisti ed esperti assortiti (Bbc, Repubblica) si domandano come mai queste rane tedesche si gonfino fino ad esplodere. Appare evidente come non abbiano mai letto i classici. Soprattutto le favole.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/111468514325423066/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=111468514325423066' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111468514325423066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111468514325423066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/04/esopo-probablement.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-111468010332136798</id><published>2005-04-28T12:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T11:31:41.080+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fratelli coltelliDa La Stampa di qualche giorno fa' - La loquacità del fratello del Papa, Georg Ratzinger, comincia a dare qualche grattacapo in Vaticano. In alcune interviste ai media tedeschi, l'anziano sacerdote di Regensburg avrebbe, infatti, parlato un po' troppo. Il giorno dopo l'elezione, alla televisione Zdf, si è manifestato tutta la sua genuinità: «Ero scioccato e depresso quando ho </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/111468010332136798/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=111468010332136798' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111468010332136798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111468010332136798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/04/fratelli-coltellida-la-stampa-di.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-111468184106785196</id><published>2005-04-28T11:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T12:07:48.926+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tutto esaurito ...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/111468184106785196/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=111468184106785196' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111468184106785196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111468184106785196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/04/tutto-esaurito.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-111376582292501324</id><published>2005-04-17T20:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T21:25:15.053+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BerluscdämmerungAccolgo con calore tuttavia non mi aspettavo per nulla questo scatto d'orgoglio da parte di Marco Follini.D'altra parte se il governo Berlusconi bis prevedesse sul serio, stando alle indiscrizioni, che Micicché sostituisca Lunardi alle infrastrutture temo convenga a tutti chiudere qui lo spettacolo prima che divenga dozzinale farsa.Adesso Silvio sarà libero di fare, giusto in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/111376582292501324/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=111376582292501324' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111376582292501324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111376582292501324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/04/berluscdmmerungaccolgo-con-calore.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-111376437052288098</id><published>2005-04-17T20:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T20:59:30.523+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MasochismoOggi si ascolta Ci sono molti modi degli Afterhours.Se chiudo gli occhi riesco ancora a vedere il leader del gruppo ad un concerto dell'anno scorso. Non pensavo fosse così faticoso entrare in un paio di pantaloni di pelle.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/111376437052288098/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=111376437052288098' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111376437052288098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111376437052288098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/04/masochismooggi-si-ascolta-ci-sono.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-111320524875136290</id><published>2005-04-11T07:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T11:38:26.326+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tra coccodrilli e bastonatoriSegnalo un bell'articolo di Terry Eagleton su Giovanni Paolo II. Qua lo trovate in italiano e qua in inglese.Segnalo anche, per coloro i quali non l'avessero ancora letto, l'articolo apparso sul Corriere della Sera un po' di tempo fa' a firma del teologo cattolico dissidente Hans Küng (grazie a Marco).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/111320524875136290/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=111320524875136290' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111320524875136290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111320524875136290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/04/tra-coccodrilli-e-bastonatorisegnalo.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-111297547314423660</id><published>2005-04-08T17:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T17:51:13.146+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Brixia per chi l'ha vista ...... e per chi non c'era. Brescia, Brixia in latino, è la città che ho avuto modo di visitare a Pasquetta.Diciamo pure che il tour cittadino rappresentava solamente l'obbiettivo secondario della gita fuori porta.Motivo principe a sospingere me e un gruppo di amici nella soleggiata località lombarda si può individuare nella mostra intitolata Monet, la Senna, le ninfee </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/111297547314423660/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=111297547314423660' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111297547314423660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111297547314423660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/04/brixia-per-chi-lha-vista.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-111272928170368899</id><published>2005-04-05T21:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T21:34:07.776+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Warfare StateLavori in corso. Così appare da un po' di tempo la infaustamente nota piazzetta bolognese.Talvota passandovi attraverso mi soffermo a pensare agli sforzi di questo giuslavorista.Non riesco a non pensare a come si rotoli nella tomba senza trovare riposo.Assassinato barbaramente da un manipolo anacronistici invasati fuggiti in motorella, mentre lui si spostava solo in treno e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/111272928170368899/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=111272928170368899' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111272928170368899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111272928170368899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/04/warfare-statelavori-in-corso.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-111261716721391184</id><published>2005-04-04T14:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T14:19:27.213+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sud AmericaVale la pena di immergersi nelle fotografie di viaggio del mio amico Fabrizio. Magari mettendo in sottofondo la canzone di Paolo Conte suggerita nel titolo del post.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/111261716721391184/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=111261716721391184' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111261716721391184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111261716721391184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/04/sud-americavale-la-pena-di-immergersi.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-111261677529564392</id><published>2005-04-04T14:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T14:12:55.296+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EpifaniaNonostante l'esperienza totalizzante dell'ultimo periodo della mia vita sono di nuovo online.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/111261677529564392/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=111261677529564392' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111261677529564392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/111261677529564392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/04/epifanianonostante-lesperienza.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-110535929767292641</id><published>2005-01-10T13:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T13:17:47.603+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey Mr. Tamburine Man
Ogni notte, quando spengo il computer, mi ritrovo a fissare la luce rossa del mouse ottico che si affievolisce con andamento esponenziale. Dopo qualche istante chiudo la porta e mi dirigo verso la stanza da letto canticchiando quella strofa della canzone a cui fa riferimento il titolo del post.
“Though I know that Evening's Empire has returned into sand,
vanished from my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/110535929767292641/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=110535929767292641' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/110535929767292641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/110535929767292641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/01/hey-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-110535801309372967</id><published>2005-01-10T12:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T13:15:57.996+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>26.615.271 SMS
10/01/05 - ANSA - Roma - È scattata alla mezzanotte la chiusura dell'iniziativa di solidarietà che ha spinto moltissimi italiani a donare uno o più euro via SMS per l'emergenza tsunami in Asia.
Secondo i dati diffusi dagli operatori, al numero unico 48580 sono pervenuti 26.615.271 SMS del valore di 1 euro. "La cifra, che sarà devoluta interamente alle popolazioni colpite - si </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/110535801309372967/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=110535801309372967' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/110535801309372967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/110535801309372967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/01/26.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-110501468200137978</id><published>2005-01-06T13:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T13:34:23.913+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Carità selettiva
Ripropongo pilatescamente dal blog di Federico Rampini.
“In un anno nell'Africa sub-sahariana due milioni di persone muoiono di Aids. La carenza di acqua potabile fa altri due milioni di morti. Queste stragi colpiscono con la stessa forza dello tsunami di Sumatra. Ma qual è la risposta?„Daniel Henninger, Tsunami's Sorrows Will Need More Than Pity, [wsj]</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/110501468200137978/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=110501468200137978' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/110501468200137978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/110501468200137978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/01/carit-selettiva-ripropongo.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-110458815073019800</id><published>2005-01-01T14:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T15:05:23.540+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quotes for the new year“The goal of life is to make your heartbeat match the beat of the universe, to match your nature with Nature„ Joseph Campbell
“Stop leaving and you will arrive. Stop searching and you will see. Stop running away and you will be found„Lao Tzu</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/110458815073019800/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=110458815073019800' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/110458815073019800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/110458815073019800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/01/quotes-for-new-yearlao-tzu.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-110458700842687450</id><published>2005-01-01T14:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T14:43:28.426+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy 2005
Buon anno!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/110458700842687450/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=110458700842687450' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/110458700842687450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/110458700842687450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-2005-buon-anno.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-110449425069440185</id><published>2004-12-31T13:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T13:05:35.496+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Donations

American Red Cross (via Amazon)
CARE
Direct Relief International
GOAL
Habitat for Humanity International
International Federation of Red Cross and Red Crescent
Karuna Trust
Network for Good
Oxfam International
Sarvodaya
Save the Children
UNICEF
World Food Programme (UN)
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/110449425069440185/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=110449425069440185' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/110449425069440185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/110449425069440185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/12/donations-american-red-cross-via.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-110434278638909977</id><published>2004-12-29T18:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T18:53:06.390+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Donate
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/110434278638909977/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=110434278638909977' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/110434278638909977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/110434278638909977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/12/donate.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-110426285275107833</id><published>2004-12-28T20:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T21:22:06.710+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An Entertaining Winner
Nel 1996, eliminato dai campionati europei in Inghilterra, l'allora commissario tecnico della nazionale Arrigo Sacchi ebbe la straordinaria presunzione di rendere esplicita la logica inoppugnabile del suo pensiero: "Ci hanno condannato i risultati, non il gioco".
Orbene, questo signore, vittima di una grave sindrome paranoide, adesso fa parte del galáctico project del </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/110426285275107833/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=110426285275107833' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/110426285275107833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/110426285275107833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/12/entertaining-winner-nel-1996-eliminato.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-110424355924930173</id><published>2004-12-28T15:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T15:28:27.120+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Once in a life
Ieri sera al TG4 Emilio Fede in un audio intervista raccontava la sua testimonianza diretta dello sconvolgimento avvenuto in quella zona dell'emisfero australe che abbraccia il sud est asiatico, la parte meridionale del sub continete indiano e parte dell'Africa centro-orientale.
Il racconto era ipnotizzante e il tono della voce lievemente distaccato (quello che si richiede ad un </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/110424355924930173/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=110424355924930173' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/110424355924930173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/110424355924930173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/12/once-in-life-ieri-sera-al-tg4-emilio.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-110416120040160975</id><published>2004-12-27T16:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T17:03:12.430+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Felsina
"Cos'ha Bologna, che è così bella? L'inverno col sole e la neve, l'aria barbaricamente azzurra sul cotto. Dopo Venezia, Bologna è la più bella città d'Italia, questo spero sia noto."Pier Paolo Pasolini
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/110416120040160975/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=110416120040160975' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/110416120040160975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/110416120040160975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/12/felsina-cosha-bologna-che-cos-bella.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-110003237226307755</id><published>2004-11-09T21:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T21:32:52.263+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Santiago Calatrava Valls al Valli
Non potevo perdermi la comparsata in terra reggiana dell'arcinoto iberico architetto. Intanto le foto (qui) a breve (non so quando) anche due o tre paragrafi di commento.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/110003237226307755/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=110003237226307755' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/110003237226307755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/110003237226307755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/11/santiago-calatrava-valls-al-valli-non.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109836155986117843</id><published>2004-10-21T14:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T14:30:40.476+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nichilista Postmoderno
Spiluccando tra i post di ivivvhe ho trovato questo test. Non sono stato in grado di porre un freno alla mia curiosità. Segue il responso ...
Hai sbirciato dietro la tenda del Mago di Oz e scoperto che c'è solo un omino barbuto senza risposte. A chi ti rimprovera di essere nichilista replichi che lo sei troppo poco; hai di meglio da fare che coltivare il giardino della </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109836155986117843/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109836155986117843' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109836155986117843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109836155986117843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/10/nichilista-postmoderno-spiluccando-tra.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109757587025184013</id><published>2004-10-12T13:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T22:33:06.696+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Emergency Room
Dopo aver visto la puntata di ieri sera di E.R., confesso in modo svogliato, ho finalmente compreso perché tutte le storie cominciano come tragedie e finiscono per divenire commedie.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109757587025184013/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109757587025184013' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109757587025184013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109757587025184013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/10/emergency-room-dopo-aver-visto-la.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109757547713584487</id><published>2004-10-12T13:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T22:30:22.150+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gmail for thee
Dopo averne distribuiti otto a destra e manca me ne rimangono ancora quattro. Se interessati/e basta chiedere.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109757547713584487/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109757547713584487' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109757547713584487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109757547713584487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/10/gmail-for-thee-dopo-averne-distribuiti.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109742785363800970</id><published>2004-10-10T19:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T19:14:47.263+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>James Ellroy

La Dalia Nera (The Black Dahlia, 1987) rappresenta il suo settimo romanzo ed è basato sull'assassinio di Elizabeth Short avvenuto nel 1947. È il primo dei quattro romanzi noti come "the L.A. Quartet". "L.A. Confidential", da cui ho tratto ispirazione per il titolo di questo blog (viste le iniziali del mio nome e cognome), è il terzo.

Questo, peraltro lungo, preambolo svolge un </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109742785363800970/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109742785363800970' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109742785363800970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109742785363800970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/10/james-ellroy-la-dalia-nera-black.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109740965815335258</id><published>2004-10-10T14:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T14:09:03.143+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Binocular perception
Pare che il mio occhio sinistro sia lievemente astigmatico. L'oculista mi ha fatto una ricetta nel caso, eventualmente, decidessi di portare le lenti a contatto.
In tutta onestà non mi sento molto motivato visto che in modalità binoculare ci vedo alla perfezione.
--Oggi si ascolta Wahre Liebe dei Virginia Jetzt!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109740965815335258/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109740965815335258' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109740965815335258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109740965815335258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/10/binocular-perception-pare-che-il-mio.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109682926085738236</id><published>2004-10-03T20:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T13:28:11.540+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Welche Farbe haben deine Augen?
Domani mattina presto andiamo dall'oculista.
&amp;#200 tempo di chiarire quale sia la cagione che mi procura quei fastidiosi disturbi di focalizzazione all'occhio sinistro.
P.S.: meine Augen sind gr&amp;#252n.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109682926085738236/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109682926085738236' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109682926085738236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109682926085738236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/10/welche-farbe-haben-deine-augen-domani.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109674733294365316</id><published>2004-10-02T20:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T13:28:32.113+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Una spremuta di nichilismo
Se vi capita andate a vedere Le conseguenze dell'amore di Paolo Sorrentino.
Toni Servillo, nell'aspetto a metà fra Gavino Angius e Romiti, sfodera un interpretazione memorabile che vale da sola l'acquisto del biglietto.
Non so se l'ho già detto, tuttavia lo ripeto ancora: andate a vederlo. Ci sono anche i lali puna nella soundtrack. Coraggio infilate la giacca e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109674733294365316/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109674733294365316' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109674733294365316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109674733294365316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/10/una-spremuta-di-nichilismo-se-vi.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109674547082958717</id><published>2004-10-02T19:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T21:35:15.386+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Abre los ojos
Questo tre parole hanno attraversato la mia scatola cranica questa mattina.Non capita tutti i giorni di vedere due allegri alemanni in der lederhose passeggiare festosamente per le indifferenti contrade di una cittadina emiliana.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109674547082958717/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109674547082958717' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109674547082958717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109674547082958717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/10/abre-los-ojos-questo-tre-parole-hanno.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109482634772691463</id><published>2004-09-10T18:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T18:31:00.146+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes a Great Notion
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109482634772691463/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109482634772691463' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109482634772691463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109482634772691463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/09/sometimes-great-notion_109482634772691463.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109459005628423931</id><published>2004-09-07T21:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T16:39:15.016+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fahrenheit 9/11
Direi niente male come film. Film, film, film ... piano. Documentario, ecco. Senz'altro ci troviamo un paio di spanne sotto il suo precedente Bowling for Columbine [BfC].
Quest'ultimo mi era parso più brillante [nonostante li accomuni la gravità dei temi]. La qualità del girato era HD, mentre in F9/11, colpa anche del materiale di repertorio, sembra di assistere ad un filmino </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109459005628423931/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109459005628423931' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109459005628423931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109459005628423931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/09/fahrenheit-911-direi-niente-male-come.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109415405930219611</id><published>2004-09-02T20:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T21:40:59.303+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Non piove governo ladro
A torto l'avevo battezzata una estate torrida e temibile. Mi sbagliavo. Si è dimostrata clemente e adorabile.
Anche questo Settembre continua a riservare piacevoli sorprese climatiche.
Però due giorni di pioggia dura mi mancano. Sul serio. Giuro.
Nell'attesa mi sparo una canzone dal titolo contestuale: No Rain dei Blind Melon.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109415405930219611/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109415405930219611' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109415405930219611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109415405930219611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/09/non-piove-governo-ladro-torto-lavevo.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109415038588598275</id><published>2004-09-02T20:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T18:27:24.930+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Belly Button Post
30mm Neodymium drivers. Alla fine non ho resistito. Sono stato al centro commerciale e le ho comprate. Un bel paio di cuffie nuove. D'altra parte le altre si erano rotte. Troppo sudore, troppa fatica, troppa polvere, troppi chilometri sull'asfalto schweiz Emmental da statale italiana.
Mi faranno compagnia durante gli scollinamenti in bicicletta e le corse alla pista d'atletica</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109415038588598275/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109415038588598275' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109415038588598275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109415038588598275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/09/belly-button-post-30mm-neodymium.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109360088167543488</id><published>2004-08-27T13:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T18:27:54.336+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just the two of us
il primo è John Ritter. Di certo ve lo ricorderete meglio come Jack Tripper di "tre cuori in affitto", serial targato anni '80.
Il secondo è John Edwards. Senatore del North Carolina, uscito perdente dalle primarie presidenziali, e adesso riciclato dai Democratici nella corsa alla Casa Bianca in qualità di Vice-Presidente.
Vista l'età anagrafica non si può certo parlare di </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109360088167543488/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109360088167543488' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109360088167543488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109360088167543488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/08/just-two-of-us-il-primo-john-ritter.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109353200043347951</id><published>2004-08-26T16:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T12:18:36.740+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jukeboxx
Oggi si ascolta Theologians dei Wilco.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109353200043347951/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109353200043347951' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109353200043347951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109353200043347951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/08/jukeboxx-oggi-si-ascolta-theologians.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109352787152520652</id><published>2004-08-26T16:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T12:18:06.230+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life on Mars ... after all
Dall'esame dello spettrometro planetario di Fourier a bordo di Mars Express pare proprio così.
Il team di scienziati dell'ESA capitanati da Vittorio Formisano ha, infatti, individuato nelle frequenze rilevate inequivocabili tracce di ammoniaca [NH3].
Attendiamo trepitanti di scoprirne qualcosa di più attraverso la International Mars Conference che si terrà a Ischia </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109352787152520652/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109352787152520652' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109352787152520652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109352787152520652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/08/life-on-mars.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109337204138885575</id><published>2004-08-24T20:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:13:07.856+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Petrolio: le cose non dette
Il petrolio è e resta una risorsa scarsa. 
Come spiegatoci da Harold Hotelling nel 1931 (Cfr. "The Economics of Exhaustible Resources" in Journal of Political Economy), il prezzo di una risorsa esauribile è destinato ad aumentare costantemente nel tempo in funzione della sua crescente scarsità. Questo fatto non è certo di difficile comprensione. Ovviamente non </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109337204138885575/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109337204138885575' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109337204138885575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109337204138885575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/08/petrolio-le-cose-non-dette-il-petrolio.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109334002320641485</id><published>2004-08-24T01:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T18:32:23.533+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Let me introduce myself I'm a Brown Sheep
You are Brown Sheep type, who seem to be well composed and calm. Your personality is also very gentle and never forgets consideration for others. But you believe you are the best.
You are a proud person, and only to those that you have become real friends, would you show this side of your personality. You have a will power and a smart mind to carry </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109334002320641485/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109334002320641485' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109334002320641485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109334002320641485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/08/let-me-introduce-myself-im-brown-sheep.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109328517672548965</id><published>2004-08-23T19:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T18:32:55.573+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your sexual personality is Omega-PLDN-10.
Girellando senza meta con la nuova Navbar di Blogger sono finito sul sito di Criss. Spulciando tra i suoi post ho trovato il link a questo test. Non ho saputo resistere.

Your sexual personality is determined by your sexual persona (Omega), 4 sexual scales (Emotional/Physical, Look/Touch, Daring/Modest, Verbal/Non-verbal), and your libido score (10).
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109328517672548965/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109328517672548965' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109328517672548965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109328517672548965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/08/your-sexual-personality-is-omega-pldn.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109327942690049451</id><published>2004-08-23T16:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T18:34:30.706+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Democratici di Sinistra
L'amico della montagna mi ha raccontato l'avvenimento di cronaca che ivi salta di bocca in bocca.
Le due figlie adolescenti di un locale senatore dei Ds si sono presentate in bar l'altro giorno. Hanno litigato metà del tempo, dato che una rinfacciava all'altra di spendere 3.000€ al mese, circa 1.500€ in più di quello che spendeva lei.
Il mio amico ha riferito che gli </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109327942690049451/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109327942690049451' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109327942690049451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109327942690049451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/08/democratici-di-sinistra-lamico-della.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109327087443791313</id><published>2004-08-23T16:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T18:12:08.486+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Flash dall´Italia
NOTIZIA ANS(I)A, fonte Cesjnetwork - Svelato il mistero della bandana di Berlusconi. È stato circonciso.
Grazie a ivivvhe per la segnalazione.
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He, Robot
Stanchi/e di parlare al muro. Allora provate il chatterbot Alan dell'israeliana Artificial Intelligence.
Ha più o meno 4 anni e "parla" in inglese. Dibatte e conosce un sacco di argomenti che ha memorizzato durante gli scambi con gli utenti.Propina giochetti linguistici, barzellette e freddure. È in grado di fare uso dell'understatement come un buon anglosassone e sa persino </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109213623529476611/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109213623529476611' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109213623529476611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109213623529476611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/08/he-robot-stanchie-di-parlare-al-muro.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109213119176279313</id><published>2004-08-10T11:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T12:07:05.010+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Withdraw our troops before it's too late

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109213119176279313/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109213119176279313' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109213119176279313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109213119176279313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/08/withdraw-our-troops-before-its-too.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109213029696312914</id><published>2004-08-10T11:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T11:31:36.963+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
California dreamin'
Vi ricordate i candidati alla sedia di governatore della California?
Talmente bizzari che qualcuno ha ritenuto appropriato ricavarne un mazzo di carte da giuoco!
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109213029696312914/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109213029696312914' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109213029696312914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109213029696312914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/08/california-dreamin-vi-ricordate-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109212940525879374</id><published>2004-08-10T11:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T11:19:19.140+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Return to sender

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109212940525879374/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109212940525879374' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109212940525879374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109212940525879374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/08/return-to-sender.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109189206851395778</id><published>2004-08-07T14:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T21:24:17.523+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Im Süden liegt die Zukunft
Se una notte d'inverno un viaggiatore avesse deciso armi e bagagli di fermarsi e mettere su casa in un land qualsiasi della repubblica federale tedesca potrebbe andare incontro a spiacevoli e costose conseguenze.
A tal proposito, per non incappare rovinosamente nelle suddette, i signori di Francoforte si sentono moderatamente confidenti nel consigliare il versante </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109189206851395778/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109189206851395778' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109189206851395778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109189206851395778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/08/im-sden-liegt-die-zukunft-se-una-notte.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109188246680314076</id><published>2004-08-07T13:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T14:31:41.690+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Bullshitism
Our enemies are innovative and resourceful, and so are we. They never stop thinking about new ways to harm our country and our people, and neither do we.
People say, how can I help on this war on terror? You can do so by mentoring a child; by going into a shut-in's house and say I love you.
I've got an additional responsibility to hug and that's me - and I know what it's like.
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Rave in the Bassa
Ieri sera io e un gruppetto di mentecatti/e malati di jazz ci siamo recati al Lido Po di Boretto per ascoltare l'Enrico Rava Quintet.
Quindici euro on the rocks. Non vale la tessera Arci bensì, a sorpresa, quella sociocoop. Misteri para-promozionali.
Un centinaio di scomode sedie bianche da giardino, e un palco improvvisato fanno da arredo al lungo fiume dell'argine </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109095306192502638/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109095306192502638' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109095306192502638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109095306192502638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/07/rave-in-bassa-ieri-sera-io-e-un.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109059775196251941</id><published>2004-07-23T17:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T17:57:42.890+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Storno
Mi scrive l'Agenzia delle Entrate.
Gentile Signora/Signore
Siamo lieti di comunicarle che nell'ambito delle iniziative in corso per lo smaltimento dell'arretrato dei rimborsi, promosse dal Ministero dell'Economia e delle Finanze, è stato messo in pagamento in Suo favore un rimborso risultante dalla dichiarazione dei redditi presentata nel 2002 per il periodo d'imposta 2001 di x euro, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109059775196251941/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109059775196251941' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109059775196251941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109059775196251941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/07/storno-mi-scrive-lagenzia-delle.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-109059628065337342</id><published>2004-07-23T17:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T17:26:41.893+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Piano piano ...
Il blog è fermo da quasi un mese:breve vacanza;incombenze varie;stanchezza da umidità mediopadana.
È tempo di aggiornare, archiviare e voltare pagina.
Oggi si ascolta In Un'altra Vita di Ludovico Einaudi.
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/109059628065337342/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=109059628065337342' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109059628065337342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/109059628065337342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/07/piano-piano.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-108836199648177085</id><published>2004-06-27T20:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T20:49:27.883+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Europee
Un amico ha fatto lo scrutatore in un seggio a Castelnovo ne' Monti [RE]. Parlando con lui ho scoperto alcune perle.
Esistono persone all'oscuro del fatto che il PresDelCons si chiama Silvio Berlusconi e non Sirio Berluscone e che non ha senso ne validità alcuna segnare A.N. e come preferenza il Sirio nazionale, dato che non appartiene al suddetto partito.
Ma la cosa che più mi ha </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/108836199648177085/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=108836199648177085' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108836199648177085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108836199648177085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/06/europee-un-amico-ha-fatto-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-108809286891124306</id><published>2004-06-24T18:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T18:21:02.936+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
In a democratic country [it] is possible ...
Il ministro degli esteri Franco Frattini viene tostato dall'intervistaore Tim Sebastian nella trasmissione HARDTalk della BBC. 24 minuti di delirio che sono worth a watch.
"Non, je ne regrette rien" intonava Edith Piaf. Anche Franco ci prova. Senza impegno &amp; senza convinzione adducendo i soliti logori argomenti.
Grazie a Marco per la segnalazione.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/108809286891124306/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=108809286891124306' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108809286891124306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108809286891124306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/06/in-democratic-country-it-is-possible.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-108773324812055675</id><published>2004-06-20T14:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T21:20:27.190+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Lista della spesa
The 100 greatest British albums
OMM polled 100 critics, industry figures and pop stars, asking each for a list of the 10 records they consider the best of British, excluding compilations. Not every pop star heeded this last rule and Bez from the Happy Mondays gave us a list in which 6 of the 10 acts involved are not British. For reasons that remain obscure, he felt unable to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/108773324812055675/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=108773324812055675' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108773324812055675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108773324812055675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/06/lista-della-spesa-100-greatest-british.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-108772965493892790</id><published>2004-06-20T13:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T19:20:52.036+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Mavaffa ...
Il Papa critica la Costituzione Ue
Città del Vaticano - "Non si tagliano le
radici dalle quali si è nati". Con forza e visibilmente irato il Papa, parlando in polacco, ha criticato la mancata menzione delle radici cristiane nella Costituzione europea. "Ringrazio la Polonia - ha detto il Pontefice durante l'Angelus - che ha difeso fedelmente nelle istituzioni europee le radici </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/108772965493892790/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=108772965493892790' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108772965493892790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108772965493892790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/06/mavaffa.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-108773141511353149</id><published>2004-06-20T11:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T21:49:32.486+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Pride and Prejudice
Marito e moglie all'edicola stamane.

Lei: «Caro non volevi anche Panorama?»
Lui: [bofonchiando e guardandosi le punte dei piedi] «No!»
Lei: «Dai lo so che ti piace»
Lui: [gira la testa dall'altra parte] «No»
Lei: [compiaciuta] «Guarda che non ti devi vergognare. È una rivista molto seguita. Che faccio la prendo io allora?»
Lui: [armeggia con le chiavi] «Mpff ...»
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/108773141511353149/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=108773141511353149' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108773141511353149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108773141511353149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/06/pride-and-prejudice-marito-e-moglie.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-108741281620622114</id><published>2004-06-16T20:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T21:10:56.883+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Un rien andalou
Mio padre è venuto a mancare la settimana scorsa. Difficile fornire un resoconto esauriente di questi ultimi mesi.
Io, mia madre e mio fratello abbiamo cercato di affrontarli come cronaca. Giorno per giorno.
I primi sintomi del tumore si sono manifestati a metà febbraio. A metà aprile ci siamo recati presso l'Istituto Europeo di Oncologia a Milano [?]. Era l'ultima chance. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/108741281620622114/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=108741281620622114' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108741281620622114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108741281620622114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/06/un-rien-andalou-mio-padre-venuto.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-108679011590201213</id><published>2004-06-09T13:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T17:43:31.533+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Wotatelo
Non solo c'ha la conoscenza,
non solo c'ha la saggezza,
ma c'ha anche il senso del sacro
e in fondo e alfine e pure n'amico: Nando Rinaldi.
Per saperne di piu.
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/108679011590201213/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=108679011590201213' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108679011590201213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108679011590201213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/06/wotatelo-non-solo-cha-la-conoscenza.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-108662575781321823</id><published>2004-06-07T18:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T18:43:36.063+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lavori in corsoC'è qualcuno/a in possesso di un'ironia acuminata là fuori.Se abbisognate della vostra dose andate qua.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/108662575781321823/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=108662575781321823' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108662575781321823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108662575781321823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/06/lavori-in-corsoc-qualcunoa-in-possesso.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-108655222975863936</id><published>2004-06-06T20:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T17:41:43.623+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Bildungsroman
Parliamo di Diários de Motocicleta. Ho avuto modo di vederlo più di una settimana fa', ma solo ora trovo tempo e voglia di scrivere due righe.
Avevo già letto il libro quando uscì qualche anno addietro. Mi piacque molto. Anche se ebbi l'impressione che il nostro blogger ante litteram avesse la malcelata tendenza a condire un poco le sue memorie.
Sull'onda lunga dei miei ricordi</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/108655222975863936/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=108655222975863936' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108655222975863936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108655222975863936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/06/bildungsroman-parliamo-di-dirios-de.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-108619519995974975</id><published>2004-06-02T18:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T17:42:20.890+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>L'oroscopo della settimanaAt this point in your journey, Gemini, your free will is a more important factor in determining your fate than the constraints of karma or the whims of the gods. I won't waste your time, then, predicting what may or may not lie ahead. Instead, I'll invite you to formulate self-fulfilling prophecies about the beautiful future you want to create. To help tease out your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/108619519995974975/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=108619519995974975' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108619519995974975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108619519995974975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/06/loroscopo-della-settimanaat-this-point.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-108611340302230811</id><published>2004-06-01T19:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T21:11:05.050+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Je ne sais quoi
Ne parlavo ieri sera con L...a a cena. Avevamo fatto due passi per distenderci e solleticare l'appetito.Dopo una vasca e ½ abbiamo incontrato la comune amica S..a.Ciao! Ma, ciao! Come stai? Come non stai? Quanto tempo ... insomma non mi dilungo oltre, conoscete il copione.Tuttavia ciò che mi preme sottolineare e condividere era l'opinione sul suo aspetto. Sgradevole. Nonostante</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/108611340302230811/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=108611340302230811' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108611340302230811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108611340302230811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/06/je-ne-sais-quoi-ne-parlavo-ieri-sera.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-108573595634340722</id><published>2004-05-28T08:03:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T11:32:51.833+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Panem ...
Pure io ero al Lombroso. Nulla sapevo. Ciononostante mercoledì 26 era la festa nazionale del pane indetta dalla FIPPA (Federazione Italiana Panificatori, Panificatori-Pasticcieri e Affini).
La Laura, la mia fornaia preferita, mi ha omaggiato di un palloncino, di un cartaceo berretino da Panificatore, di una brochure, di un bacio e di un complimento per il dopobarba.
Evviva la Fippa!
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Assago, 27 maggio - Il padrone del circo ha dato inizio allo spettacolo. 2ore 7minuti di intervento. C'è n'era per tutti. Con ansia e trepidazione aspettiamo che oggi lasci un po' di spazio per far ballare la batteria di scimmie della formazione acrobatica.
Berlino - Lo show continua a raccogliere consensi al di fuori dei patrii confini. Non mancano certo le voci critiche, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/108572979513280897/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=108572979513280897' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108572979513280897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108572979513280897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/05/blog-post_28.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-108542237056087343</id><published>2004-05-24T20:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T20:23:59.426+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Donne &amp; livori ...

Le donne sanno essere affilate come coltelli
e se mi concedi la metafora
la prossima volta prendile dalla
parte del manico caro K.

La prossima volta non domandarti
cosa una donna può fare per te
ma cosa tu puoi fare per lei.

P.S.: non me ne volere occasionale lettrice.
Il ragionamento si estende con facilità al
vituperato universo maschile.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/108542237056087343/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=108542237056087343' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108542237056087343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108542237056087343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/05/donne-livori.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-108534569657090843</id><published>2004-05-23T22:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T22:54:56.570+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Magpies* Reloaded ...
Una per un dispiacere, Due per una gioia,
Tre per una ragazza, Quattro per un ragazzo,
Cinque per l'argento, Sei per l'oro,
Sette per un segreto da non raccontare mai.
* = GazzeSe ho ben capito, è una vecchia filastrocca anglosassone che attribuisce al numero di volatili avvistati capacità di preveggenza nell'immediato futuro. Di solito ne vedo quasi sempre una per </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/108534569657090843/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=108534569657090843' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108534569657090843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108534569657090843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/05/magpies-reloaded.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-108525825012829843</id><published>2004-05-23T09:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T16:18:52.570+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Magpies ...
One for sorrow, Two for joy,
Three for a girl, Four for a boy,
Five for silver, Six for gold,
Seven for a secret Never to be told.
credit[s]</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/108525825012829843/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=108525825012829843' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108525825012829843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108525825012829843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/05/magpies_23.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-108526078742840924</id><published>2004-05-23T09:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T17:45:08.573+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Festival de Cannes 04
Michael Moore incassa &amp; porta a casa la Palma d'oro del Festival di Cannes per il suo Fahrenheit 9/11. Hurra! Aspetto con impazienza che sia proiettato anche qui sul patrio suolo dell'Emilia occidentale.
Un'altro colpo basso inferto agli Stati Uniti dei Bush Brothers. Vive la République!
Vincitori precedenti: 
Les palmes d'or de Cannes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/108526078742840924/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=108526078742840924' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108526078742840924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108526078742840924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/05/festival-de-cannes-04-michael-moore.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-108526489943716237</id><published>2004-05-23T00:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T00:28:19.436+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Heißer Tee an kalten Tagen!Nonostante la pioggia che tamburella portandosi via calore per dispersione termica dalla finestra obliqua della mansarda, sento nitidamente che l'afoso caldo sta scaldando i muscoli. Buonanotte.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/108526489943716237/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=108526489943716237' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108526489943716237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108526489943716237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/05/heier-tee-kalten-tagennonostante-la.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-108522678895393509</id><published>2004-05-22T13:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T00:17:22.773+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Matinée MétropolitaineMattinata con mio fratello in centro a Reggio Emilia in giro per negozi. Mio fratello ha comprato una polo e una t-shirt al negozio di roba usata [Charleston]. Niente male. 10€ l'una. Ho visto anche una splendida giacca bianca di cotone lavato alla Mela di Taddei. Mi sa che la comprerò. aWs.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/108522678895393509/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=108522678895393509' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108522678895393509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108522678895393509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/05/matine-mtropolitainemattinata-con-mio.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-108513516495216925</id><published>2004-05-21T12:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T22:53:17.336+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blog Cosa: [cò|sa] s.f.qualsiasi oggetto concreto o astratto, reale o immaginario, materiale o immateriale (che spesso non si può o non si vuole indicare con precisione): le cose umane, animate, materiali, spirituali, visibili, invisibili, ho intenzione di regalarti una bella c., questo negozio ha tante belle cose', FGCOLOR, '#EEEEEE', BGCOLOR, '#000000', TEXTCOLOR, '#000000', WIDTH, 200, HEIGHT,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/108513516495216925/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=108513516495216925' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108513516495216925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108513516495216925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/05/blog-hrefhttpcavedoni.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144444.post-108524453293132041</id><published>2004-05-17T23:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T17:45:35.046+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Un po' Jules, un po' JimVisto un film veramente notevole. Albinea [RE] prima visione al cinema Apollo.Il film si intitola Dopo Mezzanotte di Davide Ferrario.Ambientato in una Torino notturna. Foriera di incubi e sogni che solo la capacità demiurgica del cinema riuscirà a tradurre in diuturna realtà.
La Mole Antonelliana è il simulacro e l'altare del rituale. Come un faro nella notte espone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/feeds/108524453293132041/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6144444&amp;postID=108524453293132041' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108524453293132041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6144444/posts/default/108524453293132041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laconfidential.blogspot.com/2004/05/un-po-jules-un-po-jimvisto-un-film.html' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00726008104147006804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
