Towards the end of the year

The penultimate day of the year has been copiously providing subjects for discussion, for me and my family incurred in many small incidents, not really encouraging as new year approaches ;-)

I went for a skiing day with a friend, and we wasted all the time trying to find a place were it wasn’t storming… weather forecasts (surprise!) failed, and we ended up finding closed trails and loads of wind and snow; we even tried to change mountains to ski, driving a total of 600km just to get back home tired, stressed, and with a big cold (me!)…

My dad instead got the rear window of his Range Rover blow up by itself with no reason while he was closing it, probably because of cold weather, and the fireplace of my aunt had it’s chimney exploded in the middle of the dinner just 2 hours ago...

All I can say is: wow!

But can’t say it in a loud voice, it would sound all too funny with the low pitched voice this big cold is causing me.

And the rest of the year doesn’t sound really promising too… my cold will not leave me for new year’s eve, and I’ll spend it with loads of friends in a nunnery!

I mean, what’s going on here? :-)

Happy new year anyone!

Saturday always leads to Monday

The weather outside's been frightful, and no, I had no fire and no woman to sing "delightful"... :-)
Thursday and friday have seen pouring rain, enough to make all of us believers hope for a good, sunny weekend!
Our wishes were presto fulfilled, although saturday was extremely chilly, stormed by freezing wind.
But sun is sun, and not always granted too, so I made my mind and went to run by the seaside with my dog, did the usual crop of crappola of my thoughts while running for 22 minutes (ykes! :-) and then got back to family's Range Rover.

Now, it all comes to maths, and to a simple equation: where does it bring you having
a) a female dog "on duty"
b) a extremely cold and windy late afternoon
c) sweat all over your body and wind sneaking in your back
d) a car that doesn't want to start, because the immobilizer doesn't acknowledge the key
e) a stray dog who *would like* to serve the duty...

It was like watching a old american comedy of the 50's-60's: get into the car, look for instructions, rush out and kick away the male tramp!, get in, freeze, get out fast! my dog made her way for freedom, freeze even more, watch the sun go down, give yourself tons of "Hell!" thinking "today it's the only time I left my mobile phone home", "Where the hell is my dog!!!"...

Multiply this by 38 (minutes... more than running...), shake at your pleasure with some amused sights by very entertained and puzzled car drivers, and you get the idea.

I finally found the trick in the manual of the car and was able to leave half frozen, and with dark clouds on my face, a light metaphor for what I had on my mind! :D

To cut a long story short, and to offer some advice, bring a hammer with you when you go out.
It really takes to the nerves not to be able to bash/destroy something when *all* the rest is going wrong! :-)

Then it was sunday.
Sleepy. With a cold.
:)

Russkij Jazìk

My adventure in russian langage wonderland is going on!
Not too much before I'll tatto on my back not the usual eastern/astract crap, but a real hammer and scythe with a C.C.C.P. below! :D
Now, with me:
Saiuz Sovietskih Sozialisticeskih Riesplubik, aka C.C.C.P. ;-)
Da svidanija, tavarishij! :D
(it's late, I had too much to eat... and to drink!)

Rainy day, not for my tune... hooray!

Well, the weather did a good trick today, and after having been extremely sunny for more than a week, it's come up with a sudden rainwash in the afternoon, so Rome became the usual chaos of traffic jams, too much covered girls and never appearing buses :-)
Luckily, rain seems to get people in the right mood to put their best outside, so my travel adventure to the train station has been remarkably made interesting by an old man coming from Sardinia, who kept me and the entire bus very entertained explaining us that his last years have been spent writing a dictionary to translate between Sardinia's own dialect and italian, and vice versa, all with a lots of both voluntary and involuntary humour about Italy and himself.
This short and very light fighter (his words!, he was very eager to state "150cm, 39Kg, Can't go to Trieste or the wind will fly me away!") kept us entertained, and then hooked me and a friend of mine under the pouring rain to explain us why his work was important... while we were almost missing our train... I think I couldn't have asked for more!

The day is quickly coming to an end (19 minutes), and I am extremely sleepy due to swimming and very heavy eating, God bless fat men like me! :-)

Auguri!

Happy birthday to one of my best friends, Riccardo, lonely and hard working in northern Italy.
You got older, dear! :-)

Can't get to sleep!

This is all becoming a "sport-log", and that's incredibly funny, 'cause I'm everything but a sport guy :)
I can't get any sleep, because I went to swim and my body aches so much and feels like I took half a ton of valium, so slow are my reflexes... :)

To "kill some time", I'm watching tv, and that's really depressing: there's a scientific program trying to explain me that we will very soon have another climate revolution, with packs of ice gettin way more south than UK.
I feel scared, not because of the ice, but because I watched "The day after tomorrow" at the cinema, and that was a bad movie; ice in my city might be a bad thing too then ;-)
Of course, according to Anlan's razor (a poorer brother of Occam), "if something can go wrong, it will", we'll have a snow covered UK and no snow this winter in Italy to go skiing!

Can't wait to get my russian lecture though... ouch, it's still that valium-like induced wobbling of my mind speaking...

First running of the winter

December 11, afternoon...

I finally went running again after almost 2 months.
It was a *long* time!
Not that I'm that runner, but I really needed to just run immersed in the beautiful scenery of the sea and the lake.
My knees aren't hurting so much, and that's definitely very very good, although I am very scared of bending them :-)
It was a great, sunny and warm day, there as no chance of being confined at home or in the library, no?

Let them sing!

This is day one, and, like many big enterprises, from cleaning up your room to defeating the dragon just to find out that the princess has already run away with the treasure, it all started because I was too lazy to do something else...

It's december, very hot indeed here in sunny italy, no snow whatsoever to have fun with, and, well, "itchy" shoes who are asking to go run on the seaside and a empty belly suggesting, encouraging, to go to get some breakfast.

Peace to you all, the day's just begun, really not much can't be written here, no?