Friday, November 16, 2007

Bare Breasted Boating

Bow overblown home omfaloscopia

Today he leaves:


E 'virtually Omfaloscopia son (forgive us the Feather), because the result of cooperation between Omfa2, the primitive ghost-writer of the site (aka pitted AIS) and the evergreen Flores . The book certainly will not be included in the lists of literary masterpieces, it is a love story with pseudofantasy olds, a nice "3 feet above the Vampire" for instance. However, since we are in a world where lies capital, more and more ruthlessly (you see that Guccini wrote though in the end Bella will choose Jacob the werewolf or vampire Ed?) You celebrate, because they sell a lot.

There are very loyal to this creature, because this is not nice even Snout soje mothers. But we must recognize that it came well (provided that certain measures have been absurd auditor's final amended), certainly better than the original, and truly deserve an applause, because a translation of six hands, in general, is crap. The experiment worked well and has shown that true friends do not break even for a subjunctive.

I think today will be a jump in the library. Trai fan dressed as a vampire and a wolf will be a girl dressed as a co-translator who looks at your navel.

Sunday, October 21, 2007

Monarch Briefcase Lock

Lector in blog



assulute Since we are supporters of "do what cazo - with a zeta one is cool - you think" for a while 'we are gone. Maybe we'll go again, maybe we will come back soon, maybe back to square one.

Today we have something to say and we say it.

We are pleased to know that you continue to follow even if absent. It's nice to feel the affection of those who know us to also to those who do not even know who we are. We are happy when you answer and prove you did not understand anything of what we wrote, but interact. Beautiful, beautiful. Because if there's one thing we appreciate about this trombone Umberto Eco, is his conception of lector in fabula . trombone According to that text is incomplete without the intervention of a player who fills in the blanks with its inferential activities. In the blog commentators are there to make this the unspoken, perhaps even to say the unsaid have nothing to do with those non-start, but live communication, said long live the nth degree.

Our first post - what our commentators will define the future of the post post-Norwich - will require significant assistance from the readers. They were the apotheosis of the unsaid. Then over time, motherhood and teaching we became popular. Although there was no need, because we are already thinking Piero and Alberto Angela Angela. And there is also my friend Angela who read us for so long.

We became popular because we realized that was spreading the seeds of conspiracy. That is: will say that since they wanted this one, or have said this because they thought that other intendessimo but wanted all to understand this one yet? There was who wanted to see some kind of hidden messages in our post: read them in the mirror as the covers of Beatles records, or heard them on the contrary, to see if we said that God is dead.

This post is to tell you that we davantologiche , that is what we put before you without mincing words or forms, but we'll never nazionalpopolari.

Sunday, August 26, 2007

Hair Thinning At The Front

ta-dan!

Guccini said that out of the picture because the public will ask for a return and the applause, screen and pretending to be flattered by such affection, is to be jocks. for centuries, now, sing god is dead and goes, but really. We, however, say that come and go after the applause has eleonoradusici.

However, since we know that you can not do without us (as we have seen many messages from the public, private, anonymous and fake anonymous), we get back. omfaloscopia resumed broadcasts (applause and gesture of those screens, but make-believe, no, way, do not do so, maddai, okay ... yes, maybe we know that we miss, and manna ... riapplausi de-fe-ri-ca-chia-ra-de-fe-ri-ra-ca-chia, ola and standing ovation), but in different form.

Trai large as the friendships of the past have always resulted in letters, and since we do not write letters, but we communicate every day via Skype, we decided to keep as an expression OMFA of such dialogues. the rest of the posts have been so many, and it is right that the practice remains.

federica clear and will continue to talk about himself, respectively live the way you talk and egolalìa plainly - who is not interested in the vicissitudes of either will be able to avoid a ride - but express here, more or less once a week, what you say in private, to the delight of all their many fans and beautiful (and omfaaaaaa force, and we bellissimiiii ... now also distributes the gadget, and any relic many, many nocchini, good data ça va sans dire ).

is a little 'how those groups whose members occasionally do things alone, but then return to sing together (just to make a name, most recently the Police, are always praised, despite the Pisan Sting). or as our idols-Ming Wu, who occasionally write something as individuals, not forgetting their beautiful, mythical, immeasurable artistic community.

I guess we'll see the famous island well, sooner or later. always call any tissue, any letter, also called some omfaloscopina.

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Philidelphia Union Open Soccer Tryouts



Thursday, July 26, 2007

Fire Emblem Sealed Sword English Emulator

closed omfaloscopia

in a time when a little 'close for all holidays, this blog has decided to close for discussions, disagreements, omfaloscopie, in short, on his own.

we stop for a while 'to meditate on the value of what we write on whether to permanently close, to reopen in another form, to do some' what we think.

thanks to all for the company, including comments, for the good times and also for those less beautiful. after all, is life.

as they say in these cases? I'll let you know.

Eurythmics Sweet Dreams Tabs Piano

happiness ...

... sometimes is in a

almost

said at the right time.

How To Use Cheats On Gpsphone No Computer

till the fat lady sings

will be that in the last year I put on a little 'of fat, is that lately I have found to do things good and right and then ask "but why?", Will be the categorical imperative no longer in fashion, will be that the anaphora and references are always caught their terrible figure, especially in the blog: how Franny and Zooey, I decided that from now on, every action of mine will be in honor of the fat lady.

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dot the Chiara Jolie


(here, so now I watch it all the navel)

chatted this morning with a dear friend (and long-skinned, in his face) and we ended up talking about Omfaloscopia, my relationship with the blog and what I transmit to me through this medium. Chiara Jolie, according to my friend Andrea, is that if the rolls because they can do so, a belle with his brain, proud of her curves and her (supposed) intellectual superiority. since I am not at all agree, I would like to clear up misunderstandings and to clarify a few things.

signing them Chiara Jolie do not mean to say that I am beautiful as a Hollywood diva. actually all started when, during an attempt to approach as clumsy as they are destined to fail, I was told I look like someone. without thinking too much I said 'sure, they tell me everyone, I'm the impersonator of Angelina Jolie'. but I could also say Sharon Stone, Pippo Baudo, Raffaella Carra (indeed, given the pronounced side, age and the role of gay icon, I think we go a lot closer) or Luciano Moggi (no, way, do not overdo ). the person with whom I was talking not grasped the irony, and so as not to contradict himself and continue with the broccoli, confirmed. The Feather was nearby, we laughed about a week and from there was born my nickname.

know, me too I sign chiaradavinci and this may seem presumptuous. but I do not blame me if I was born and raised in the village and my name is Leonardo's really clear. at the time the nickname was born in Freiburg, my last name was unpronounceable, and the Germans so they called me to distinguish myself from my inseparable friend chiaradiroma, which is undoubtedly more beautiful, more intelligent and also more sympathetic ... no, same funny.

said this, I can not say that I feel good in my skin. I had a childhood that would children die of envy of advertising Mulino Bianco, are healthy, I do not miss anything, I have a functioning brain, a wonderful family, a husband who adores me, which is always a Marlonbrando him, a dog that has even come to love me , a lot of friends and honorary president of the club and antionanofrenico bicchieremezzopienistico world. Why should not I be satisfied?

from the physical point of view, like everyone, I have my flaws. I have the bulbous nose, curly hair too, plenty of ass, depending on the bra and since it's also a bit-heads' of bacon. Embee? I focus on the merits (which are many) and I live better, like a good pragmatic Tuscan grew up in a family that has problems if they ever went after.

from the point of view I have my character defects. are smoke, as they say in my part, self-centered, to be good only child, and even a bit 'snooty. Embee? Who I attended (in real life or in the virtual one) is invited to put them next to my strengths (many, but not up to me to list them), to review and evaluate approximate. those who appreciate is welcomed with open arms, who does not appreciate and know where the door can be avoided to click omfaloscopia.blogspot.com


Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Herstyler Vs Josep Eber

As we like to chat ...

When I had the crazy idea to enroll here, never, never would have thought that this place of destruction could have devastating effects on my life.
In a week my already long list of shopping at Renaissance Library has grown dramatically. Luckily, I'm sick, I have a son and a lot of work, because otherwise I would have already spent a fortune.

I found some good monographs on the myth of Narcissus (could also be a nice Christmas present for different people), Elena (be ', this as well, in a sense) and Oedipus-with-the-l'accento -e (I ordered a truck), a volume of prose montanelliane (Thanks Isa), things scattered Calvin, Beppe Viola and some amazing surprise.

I also gave a look at the forum, but I'm too snobbish to mingle with the common populace leggente. But I found one of those stupid questions, but like so much to those who love chatting, and I propose again the (no, not a chain, you can answer in the comments, let us turn to your post, do not respond at all or send me to fuck off, so now it became an Olympic sport):

What are three literary characters that you remember most and why?

I immediately ruled out Malaussene Benjamin, because I have already spoken too much, and all the characters of Brecht, because otherwise you give me an intellectual commitment.
Since I do not like to draw up charts of any kind (neither in life nor in the work, but maybe I'll have to get used to it if it goes to port this thing to the Olympics), I write the first three that come to mind:

1) Remedios the beautiful of One Hundred Years of Solitude (Gabriel Garcia Marquez) for his death, let us say Icaria and very enviable;

2) Handa of Too Loud a Solitude (Bohumil Hrabal) because it is a mockery of fate should work to destroy the books, and instead creates continuously (antithetical pain in the ass and he, too, tie!)

3) the old Phoebe of Giovane Holden (JD Salinger) and not only because it is called as the only cat I wanted really good.


(has nothing to do, but I hope for him and for us to come back soon to play like a time)

Monday, July 23, 2007

Any White Nfl Player With A Black Wife

be '



some weeks ago I went to the Museum of Modern Art in Rome.
among all the paintings in the exhibition on the symbolism that was what impressed me the most. for the clear light of morning, for the title, the mirror of life.
and sheep, the black sheep, the theme of the mirror, proceed to the left, the light of a new day are all symbols that evoke symbols that recall the other symbols which may reflect forever.

weeks are silent here, and that I talk too much in others. augh. I said. beads with sheep.
paroletari the understanding of the whole world know when silence is truly golden.

Sunday, July 22, 2007

Stds That Look Like Dry Skin

paroletari around the world ...

are now almost two years that we repeat the words that are important. have the power to make us happy or unhappy and must use them well. and as we invent the words as well, who uses well call it paroletario .

a paroletario is someone who has nothing, only his words. therefore, must be nice. must respect them, pet, invest in the best way, to make them bear fruit, gift, package it, decorated with bows, live them, love them. and with their love one's neighbor. and, above all, himself.



paroletari around the world, should love !

Friday, July 20, 2007

California Weekend Cruise

enough?

Thursday, July 19, 2007

Football Player In Jocks Straps

da Vinci's Kitchen

Although not fond of chains, we welcome the invitation of the phantasmagoric Isadora omfalocucine and present one of the two (my colleague Feather and could imitate the post titled "Bread, and Vinegar fantasy. "yes, I know it's horrible).

The kitchen was a bit 'the heart of every apartment in which I lived. I tend to make us the nest, perhaps because they cook for me has always been a way to tie myself to others. I love to pamper my friends preparing their favorite dishes, I let my taste dishes (chicken with coriander, the risotto cake fake Cuban or pear and chocolate) only those loooong special and leave just a chosen few to attend preparatory spells, ça va sans dire.

Since there's bigwigs, spignatto much less. Or rather, I still do, but in a much more frugal and organized. But the golden age will return (I'm with Virgil and his cyclical view of history) and I will begin again to take all for the throat (not only for i. .. cookers).

Because without her I could not open my eyes, the ride starts from Natalina



dring the last gift. It makes a dense, frothy coffee, which I drink in the morning and very dark during the day and evening, sometimes with lemon peel and a dash of cinnamon, as a friend of ours has taught us the Canary Islands. Then another friend

inseparable: the Thermomix



tritatagliafrullaimpasta gift of mother-in-law (I often wonder if those with Gift wants to insinuate anything, but I guess not. That is, I hope). Indispensable tool in the early months of the bigwigs. Not now, he prefers to suck the bones of the ribs. An overview of

' kitchenette



Unfortunately the picture quality is poor and the red Ferrari appears to give the rose. But I assure you, when I open the fridge (below immortalized next to the removable piece that we call infamous column )



you hear a nice wroooooom and appetite is raging.

The tour ends in the preferred Pulcinea and bigwigs, which increasingly has a mouth full of crunchy chicken



not pass the ball to anyone. The launch in the air, and those who want to take it (I'm only sorry that Barbchen not have a blog, because I would see the happy lambertìde stretched in action).

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Stars On The Lower Hip

The more good hairdresser in the world

the age of five years I was aware of the inhumane exercising power over people. An example? My cousin, two years and a half smaller. One day I told her that I was the good hairdresser in the world and I would have shown.

I think it's clear that I do not feel bad, in fact, I am convinced that to have a more pleasant and that the My Ausstrahlung make me even beautiful, but, I admit, my cousin has always been objectively beautiful. Even then I had some complex against him, but I gave a hand to nature. I sat on a chair, and, by virtue of my manual skills, I cut my hair.

She has always had a ton of black hair, strong, thick, long and strong. I decided that the fringe was good and I began to cut. It was a bit 'wrong, then the aggiustai. Adjust here, adjust there, the front I made a hairdo that reminded me of Lina Wertmuller.

When we found out my aunt, an uproar broke out. "Clare, you have the killing!" And my cousin, promptly: "Yes, Mom, but she is the most good hairdresser in the world."

Mindful of these last words, I decided this morning that the hair of the bigwigs were too long. I took the machine and I cut.



view of the results, my cousin was really stupid.

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Egg White Discharge 5 Days Before Period

Ene, mene, muh ...

This morning while we were having breakfast, the superlative companion Besserossi of my dear friend-I Scim Tofu is coated with the soft cheese on bread. He liked this a lot and, if possible, has made me even more sympathetic.

When I explained the etymology of the word - comes from weary, because it is using the milk of cows tired, full of special hormones that make the cream cheese and sour - he replied as follows:

a) in Germany would not be allowed to exhaust the animals for trivial reasons such
b) you've wondered what effects these hormones have on the human body's tired cow?

(Verein zur logo Verteidigung der Müdeküherechte )


I love the soft cheese, but I am even more fascinated by the reasoning of the Germans.

Monday, July 16, 2007

Soul Silver Rom For Desmume

you make me whirl, you make me whirl ... Gardening


Although according to dring I am an expert at give the vuelta a la tortilla , so far I had managed well only metaphorically. Generally the turnaround by resting it on a plate, but tonight while I cooked for my German friends (that she is half Korean and he Bones), I finally was able to spin the air in my beautiful frittatona English without dropping it on the ground .

modestly, they are rewarding.

Sunday, July 15, 2007

Pubic Waxing Before And After Pic

beneficial

During our many conversations via Skype - always be praised - and I Featheryca insights out of the ordinary. These days it took us a neologism say healing, effective, soothing the soul:

the necrocladotomia

namely the cutting of dead branches, the removal of those trees that in terms of emotional or staff are no longer viable - if it ever were - and take away the only power plant . Some ruptures are never painless, requiring physical strength and morale, initiative and decision, but after the relief is unbelievable.


Zac! A pair of scissors declares the end of the bleeding energy.

And life goes on, light and frivolous, loud and thinking.

Friday, July 13, 2007

Cervical Mucus Just Prior To Menstruation

a book changes your life

people, read.

books and help open the mind to think. In short, they do well.

could make it even more, though. in this case Fiesta Hemingway could help mankind to get rid of two American brothers balls like these.



imagine the Goduria during the return flight.

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two calculations Facts ...


(I am) I have returned

kidney colic and I went to the doctor that I had visited in December. I had just passed back into the hall of my medical history to pit type Sartiburnichfacchetti ... , but he (Neapolitan Trai 45 and 50, overweight galloping) made me sit down and with 36 teeth in a smile said, "then, of course, that the right kidney has given you more problems?" Although we had taken, I thought that they mistake me for someone else and I made him noticed. I had seen only once, among other things, just for ten minutes and could not remember me.
illuminating his answer: "Put yourself in my shoes. A urologist usually sees patients over seventy males with prostate problems, how he wants to forget a face to flower as you?".

daily contribution to bicchieremezzopienismo omfaloscopico: even kidney stones ultimately have their own reason. A compliment like that is also like the healthy carriers of ego dilated like myself.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Brown Suede Hiking Boots With Red Laces

If I'm still ... Just a year ago




... maybe not see where I slipped.

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Tracey Adams à Paris



Just a year ago my life changed radically.



Just a year ago, while Grosso Materazzi pulled that last penalty and the famous Skull Bash (it was destiny), the pains began. I think I was the only one in Italy that he hoped France would win, not because of antipathy towards Lippi and Cannavaro (well, not only for that) but because, as I live in the center, as the carousels for blue victories always go to my house and since I felt that the bigwigs could not be born in another night, I was afraid of not arriving in time to the hospital. The

dring, still convinced that nature follow its own laws so we say engineering, said he was just shaking, was still missing four days at the end and went to bed. I decided to read, to pass the time while under house crazy carousel, and I chose Buenos Aires horror tour , Massimo Carlotto, who talks of the mothers and grandmothers of Plaza de Mayo. If I had to suffer, suffer, at least in the company of parent who had suffered more than me. Finite

the festivities, began to celebrate the hard (perfect organization, it is still the son of an engineer), to 2.30 went to the hospital. The dring behaved splendidly, he remembered all the things we were taught in the course and put them into practice by dring. The midwife was shocked, I was even if he had chest physician. Me: "No, it's a computer engineer." She: "Ah, that explains everything. Even if I did not understand what does a nurse with computers."

rapid expansion, half an hour later I was in the delivery room, and frankly, I was wondering what was so terrible pain in puerperal. I breathed as I had taught the course and the pains I miss the feeling. Then I understood. Despite push it with all my might, he never left. According to the gynecologist on duty bastard (yes, the good ones were all stayed home to watch the game) does not push. Of course, if I had done an ultrasound of practice you would've noticed that the bigwigs held her hand (left, is still his mother's son) on the front and maybe I would first episiotomizzato. Anyway, after three shouts, July 10, 2006 to 6.35 of the bigwigs came out (as Woody Allen would say: from that place to try to return for a lifetime, or so).

He was only the head off and shouting already, then I have supported him on his stomach, stopped immediately scream and threw a deep sigh. The first thing I saw were his rolls of flab on her back and her hair (so) blacks. Then he pulled over his head and looked me in the eyes. One of his evil eyes and investigation. And it was love at first sight.


PS While the doctor stitched me, still dazed from the pain, I had the strength to say: "sewn on well, so do not use it anymore." Then, however, I thought better.

Monday, July 9, 2007

What Does Miralax And Gatorade Taste Like

I get sick more often



Today I went to the doctor (damn he looks like he was tanned and Gerry Scotti, the presenter seemed a Passapalabra Caribbean) and I met My primary caretaker. I greeted warmly, convinced that I would recognize, and I was ready to explain who I was, but I was taken aback: "Oh, Clare, you're always the same, with that infectious smile and dark curls." I asked her grandchildren, the daughters of the infirmities of old age and almost saw that she was so happy. I have not told anything about what I have done in recent years, but at one point she said: "I knew the degrees of Ph.D., of the year around, and I never expected it to be still the same beautiful and simple girl thirty years ago. "

will be air conditioning, will be the plates in his throat, be the fever, but two hours are not I can stop crying.

Sunday, July 8, 2007

Cervic Penetration Clips

Marlon Brando is always the same You

During the trip to Berlin has been the bigwigs for the first time alone with her grandmother, abuela and Tía (who came specially from Spain). I was not worried, because a child is quiet and peaceful, and especially since my mother-in-law is a pediatric nurses with a master's degree earned in the field (six children brought up without grandparents and uncles in the area without).
As expected, it was a treasure. He ate, slept, played and done everything that he had to do without shedding even one tear, nor even a mention labbrino (or mussillo , mix , broncetto , puchero , Schmollmund , so as not to wrong anyone). Beautiful mom.

Although I appreciate very much this trip Germanic land, I must admit that I missed a little bit. Especially in the morning, when, still half asleep, with dark circles and some residue at night, I threw her arms around me and said (much to his own way) who loves me.
I eagerly embraces the joy of the moment (now please do not speculate on this neologism, pliiiiz ), anticipating the joy on seeing me holidays and fused together. When we arrived home, he comradely encircled the neck of his father and has even made a sort of dance of welcome, he shouted, clenched fists, clapped, stomped and laughed heartily. For him. For me, nothing. He ignored

handsomely for two long days. I did it serve. It was as if to say: "He is fine, stays out all day, but you did not have to do this to me." Pretend that did not exist, I was transparent. With one eye always check where I was, but did not give me the satisfaction of addressing one of his evil eyes. Here, nothing the Waterfront, Streetcar Named Desire nothing, nothing Apocalypse Now (also thank goodness nothing Superman, Marlon in the father figure of the superhero



you could not just watch). Rather Sayonara, when he is angry with the Japanese and does support. Torture.

But here is the turning point. Friday took its first steps alone. And 'course for the corridor completely satisfied with his sandals with white eyes, proud as if he had just killed a lion with his bare hands and shouted: "Mammaaaaaaa." Pace was. Marlon Brando

And it's always him.

Saturday, July 7, 2007

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2 de julio San Fermin

Lately I have had frequent acute attacks pro-German and I overlooked a lot that should really be my second country: Spain.

Today is San Fermin, one of the most popular saints in the Iberian land, to Pamplona, \u200b\u200bcapital of Navarra and must for those who follow the Way of St. James , crazy Sanfermines . I always thought that San Fermin was the patron saint of Navarre and that this region all the stops in the second week of July, but the patron saint of the city is San Saturnino. This poor fellow (it's appropriate to say it) has the misfortune to be celebrated on November 29th (the day before St. Andrew, patron of Empoli), Fedde days, dark and damp a bit 'all over the world, let alone the Atlantic, therefore i Navarro - who, together with the Basque separatists, but they do so when it comes to binge are more English Spaniards - have chosen a summer week to repeat the festivities. Luther I've always been nice, but the Germans just can not see them doing such a thing.

Tradition has it that the revelry will continue throughout the year, so that can just walk into a bar in Pamplona and sing a de enero, dos de febrero, tres de marzo, cuatro de abril, cinco de mayo (Yay, we turn the knife) , seis de junio, you are de julio San Fermin to find someone who pays us to drink.

I Sanfermines starting July 6, with the launch of chupinazo , a rocket, and a good local politician's speech that ends linguopoliticamentecorettissimo always with a "living sanfermin! sanfermin gora." The highlight of the festival can be reached by ' bull, the bull run through the streets of downtown. The poor beasts (although this is really to be said) are preceded by runners Pamplona experts, who guide them to hit the newspaper. Largely thanks to Ernest Hemingway, who described these days in his novel Fiesta , to chase the bulls are increasingly also tourists, especially Americans and drunk. Say no more.



I just say that I think traditions should be respected and pursued with passion, but in respect of other beings living, whether two or four legs, what happens in Spain or Italy (nuwanda, yes, I have it with the prize, especially until we will establish the district boundary of the pig).

I have always been left and Inter, you need to tell which side I'm now?