<?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-6751499457293079769</id><updated>2012-01-05T13:47:44.301+01:00</updated><category term='wall'/><category term='piviere tortolino'/><category term='waters'/><category term='neve'/><category term='montagna'/><category term='pordoi montagna'/><category term='concerto'/><category term='milano'/><category term='vettore'/><title type='text'>Non volevo fare un blog</title><subtitle type='html'>quindi non prendetevela con me....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-8802334961747895402</id><published>2012-01-05T13:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T13:47:44.306+01:00</updated><title type='text'>La mia ombra si sveglia prima di me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yGyLYxwbW-s/TwWbaGsuKUI/AAAAAAAACqM/NxPw6TatJ8E/s1600/caffe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yGyLYxwbW-s/TwWbaGsuKUI/AAAAAAAACqM/NxPw6TatJ8E/s640/caffe.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: CENTER;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-8802334961747895402?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8802334961747895402/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=8802334961747895402' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/8802334961747895402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/8802334961747895402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/lombra-si-sveglia.html' title='La mia ombra si sveglia prima di me...'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yGyLYxwbW-s/TwWbaGsuKUI/AAAAAAAACqM/NxPw6TatJ8E/s72-c/caffe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-3015573163485772252</id><published>2011-12-30T10:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T08:13:06.741+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Auguri 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Non vi auguro che il nuovo anno sia migliore,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;ma semplicemente che possiamo essere migliori tutti noi...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;mi sembra più fattibile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3vJHs5ZieoI/Tv18XkfF29I/AAAAAAAACqA/MO-lHeVEOyQ/s1600/felice-anno-nuovo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3vJHs5ZieoI/Tv18XkfF29I/AAAAAAAACqA/MO-lHeVEOyQ/s1600/felice-anno-nuovo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-3015573163485772252?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3015573163485772252/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=3015573163485772252' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/3015573163485772252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/3015573163485772252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/auguri-2012.html' title='Auguri 2012'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3vJHs5ZieoI/Tv18XkfF29I/AAAAAAAACqA/MO-lHeVEOyQ/s72-c/felice-anno-nuovo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-6401403853670661282</id><published>2011-12-22T10:18:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T16:24:18.144+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Auguri e riflessione</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7CI-WIaxQVg/TvL1WkrJIcI/AAAAAAAACp0/WzTWnUqTdJA/s1600/a.Il+villaggio+di+cartone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 115%;"&gt;«Signore Gesù Cristo! Tu non sei venuto al mondo peressere servito, e quindi neppure per farti ammirare o adorare nell'ammirazione.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Tu eri la via e la vita. Tu hai chiesto solo imitatori.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Destaci dunque se cisiamo lasciati coinvolgere dal torpore di questa seduzione, salvaci dall'erroredi volerti ammirare o adorare nell'ammirazione piuttosto che seguirti eassomigliare a Te».&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Søren&amp;nbsp;Kierkegaard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7CI-WIaxQVg/TvL1WkrJIcI/AAAAAAAACp0/WzTWnUqTdJA/s1600/a.Il+villaggio+di+cartone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7CI-WIaxQVg/TvL1WkrJIcI/AAAAAAAACp0/WzTWnUqTdJA/s320/a.Il+villaggio+di+cartone.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Tanti auguri a tutti, perchè il Natale, oltre che una festa, sia un momento in cui riflettere un po'...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-6401403853670661282?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6401403853670661282/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=6401403853670661282' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/6401403853670661282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/6401403853670661282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/auguri-e-riflessione.html' title='Auguri e riflessione'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7CI-WIaxQVg/TvL1WkrJIcI/AAAAAAAACp0/WzTWnUqTdJA/s72-c/a.Il+villaggio+di+cartone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-6144072995114812111</id><published>2011-11-28T12:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T11:04:15.260+01:00</updated><title type='text'>La natura è un tempio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wu83r6aptvA/TtdRCxJthHI/AAAAAAAACpk/PEnwIGHMZmo/s1600/DSC_0018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wu83r6aptvA/TtdRCxJthHI/AAAAAAAACpk/PEnwIGHMZmo/s640/DSC_0018.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La natura è un tempio in cui viventi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;colonne lasciano talvolta sfuggire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;confuse parole; l'uomo vi passa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;attraverso foreste di simboli,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;che lo guardano con sguardi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;familiari.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Charles Baudelaire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-6144072995114812111?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6144072995114812111/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=6144072995114812111' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/6144072995114812111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/6144072995114812111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/la-natura-e-un-tempio.html' title='La natura è un tempio'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wu83r6aptvA/TtdRCxJthHI/AAAAAAAACpk/PEnwIGHMZmo/s72-c/DSC_0018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-6190369183240227477</id><published>2011-11-22T12:28:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T12:29:20.800+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter is coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vW7w1fuV04M/TsuHbHiHm1I/AAAAAAAACpc/oCkDBHORrds/s1600/foglie+di+ghiaccio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vW7w1fuV04M/TsuHbHiHm1I/AAAAAAAACpc/oCkDBHORrds/s640/foglie+di+ghiaccio.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-6190369183240227477?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6190369183240227477/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=6190369183240227477' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/6190369183240227477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/6190369183240227477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/winter-is-coming.html' title='Winter is coming'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vW7w1fuV04M/TsuHbHiHm1I/AAAAAAAACpc/oCkDBHORrds/s72-c/foglie+di+ghiaccio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-607686079744602309</id><published>2011-11-11T09:44:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T09:44:40.231+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E poi i due Scogli...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bSpyxzQRk0w/TrzgX2SDAhI/AAAAAAAACn4/zTWJFo14c-Y/s1600/P1080126.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bSpyxzQRk0w/TrzgX2SDAhI/AAAAAAAACn4/zTWJFo14c-Y/s640/P1080126.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;i&gt;"E poi i due Scogli: uno l'ampio cielo raggiunge &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;i&gt;con la cima puntuta: e l'avviluppa una nube livida        [...]. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;i&gt;A metà dello scoglio c'è una buia spelonca [...]. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;i&gt;Là dentro Scilla vive [...].&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Odissea, XII, 73-85)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-607686079744602309?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/607686079744602309/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=607686079744602309' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/607686079744602309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/607686079744602309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/e-poi-i-due-scogli_8872.html' title='E poi i due Scogli...'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bSpyxzQRk0w/TrzgX2SDAhI/AAAAAAAACn4/zTWJFo14c-Y/s72-c/P1080126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-1295534734969310844</id><published>2011-10-31T11:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T11:51:42.717+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pixel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tQUi0jzO-iU/Tq59vR4-pDI/AAAAAAAACmw/kwW5QFsdn6g/s1600/P1070915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tQUi0jzO-iU/Tq59vR4-pDI/AAAAAAAACmw/kwW5QFsdn6g/s400/P1070915.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-1295534734969310844?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1295534734969310844/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=1295534734969310844' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/1295534734969310844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/1295534734969310844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/pixel.html' title='Pixel'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tQUi0jzO-iU/Tq59vR4-pDI/AAAAAAAACmw/kwW5QFsdn6g/s72-c/P1070915.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-6094794391486877</id><published>2011-10-17T12:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T12:51:00.466+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Non andare verso la luce!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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E che è??</title><content type='html'>E questo che è?&lt;br /&gt;Fotografati sulla cima del Monte Vettore ( 2.476 m  slm) qualche giorno fa, avvicinandosi senza problemi, questi uccelli  erano rimasti senza nome, anche chiedendo in giro....&lt;br /&gt;Per fortuna un amico esperto ha visto la foto su facebook e mi ha detto che  si tratta di un &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Piviere Tortolino&lt;/span&gt;, uccello abbastanza raro che nidifica nell'artico e sulle montagne sopra ai 2000 metri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CxpRh99qJU0/ToAv2xdJaHI/AAAAAAAACf8/UE2GmRt7dT8/s1600/piviere_tortolino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CxpRh99qJU0/ToAv2xdJaHI/AAAAAAAACf8/UE2GmRt7dT8/s400/piviere_tortolino.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656573750012373106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://naturfotofolaga.over-blog.it/article-il-piviere-tortolino---ovvero-la-nostalgia-delle-glaciazioni-44655587.html"&gt;Quì &lt;/a&gt;c'è qualche informazione e qui l'articolo di &lt;a href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charadrius_morinellus"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-1906890388827585707?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1906890388827585707/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=1906890388827585707' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/1906890388827585707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/1906890388827585707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/un-piviere-tortolino-e-che-e.html' title='Un Piviere Tortolino???  E che è??'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CxpRh99qJU0/ToAv2xdJaHI/AAAAAAAACf8/UE2GmRt7dT8/s72-c/piviere_tortolino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-7325379015086058899</id><published>2011-09-19T09:53:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T09:54:24.167+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fANtxMs6lf4/Tnb0-jsYM5I/AAAAAAAACf0/vUjGHK0wg7E/s1600/P1070528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fANtxMs6lf4/Tnb0-jsYM5I/AAAAAAAACf0/vUjGHK0wg7E/s400/P1070528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luna e rocce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-7325379015086058899?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7325379015086058899/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=7325379015086058899' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/7325379015086058899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/7325379015086058899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/lunare.html' title='Lunare'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fANtxMs6lf4/Tnb0-jsYM5I/AAAAAAAACf0/vUjGHK0wg7E/s72-c/P1070528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-1255764350140977465</id><published>2011-08-30T10:04:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T10:05:13.134+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Energie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XVyItgHdGOM/TlyZsEE-95I/AAAAAAAACaU/ANE2g8vwc1g/s1600/energie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 245px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XVyItgHdGOM/TlyZsEE-95I/AAAAAAAACaU/ANE2g8vwc1g/s400/energie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646557015103698834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-1255764350140977465?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1255764350140977465/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=1255764350140977465' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/1255764350140977465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/1255764350140977465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/energie.html' title='Energie'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XVyItgHdGOM/TlyZsEE-95I/AAAAAAAACaU/ANE2g8vwc1g/s72-c/energie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-6461793116488694497</id><published>2011-08-23T09:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T09:33:47.819+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I tempi cambiano</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Che fine ha fatto la pentola d'oro???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qUZqhAdM634/TlNX2uiSRSI/AAAAAAAACaM/b5QuF2DzGbs/s1600/P1070313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qUZqhAdM634/TlNX2uiSRSI/AAAAAAAACaM/b5QuF2DzGbs/s320/P1070313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-6461793116488694497?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6461793116488694497/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=6461793116488694497' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/6461793116488694497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/6461793116488694497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-tempi-cambiano.html' title='I tempi cambiano'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qUZqhAdM634/TlNX2uiSRSI/AAAAAAAACaM/b5QuF2DzGbs/s72-c/P1070313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-3744106772284723807</id><published>2011-08-01T10:44:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T10:47:53.634+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Semplicemente, le montagne...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;In fondo le montagne sono semplicemente mucchi di terra, rocce, erba, con sopra nuvole e cielo...&lt;br /&gt;Semplicemente?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SGMP8ivyY_c/TjZnWvgiVbI/AAAAAAAACZk/IiXJTDayruE/s1600/P1060096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SGMP8ivyY_c/TjZnWvgiVbI/AAAAAAAACZk/IiXJTDayruE/s320/P1060096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zfbIu47276U/TjZnWkuvz2I/AAAAAAAACZs/HrE1sYGbL4o/s1600/P1060131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zfbIu47276U/TjZnWkuvz2I/AAAAAAAACZs/HrE1sYGbL4o/s320/P1060131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lqQo9D03nOA/TjZnW2nZlYI/AAAAAAAACZ0/7-IlsE6hhi4/s1600/P1060069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lqQo9D03nOA/TjZnW2nZlYI/AAAAAAAACZ0/7-IlsE6hhi4/s320/P1060069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yOMjyoRdeGw/TjZnW4lOI1I/AAAAAAAACZ8/e4URm3mt2SY/s1600/P1060005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yOMjyoRdeGw/TjZnW4lOI1I/AAAAAAAACZ8/e4URm3mt2SY/s320/P1060005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HuYufRLu9so/TjZnXA6g2HI/AAAAAAAACaE/v13SM9g58Xw/s1600/P1060017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HuYufRLu9so/TjZnXA6g2HI/AAAAAAAACaE/v13SM9g58Xw/s320/P1060017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-3744106772284723807?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3744106772284723807/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=3744106772284723807' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/3744106772284723807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/3744106772284723807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/semplicemente.html' title='Semplicemente, le montagne...'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SGMP8ivyY_c/TjZnWvgiVbI/AAAAAAAACZk/IiXJTDayruE/s72-c/P1060096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-7182200071312596799</id><published>2011-07-14T13:57:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T14:02:07.397+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Acqua</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5qWXDRmjNg/Th7adSh9J4I/AAAAAAAACYs/nRL8_ynbSG4/s1600/P1050897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5qWXDRmjNg/Th7adSh9J4I/AAAAAAAACYs/nRL8_ynbSG4/s320/P1050897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2JfA9SsfGi8/Th7acsi2OpI/AAAAAAAACYk/9ke9P6tWYQE/s1600/P1050887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2JfA9SsfGi8/Th7acsi2OpI/AAAAAAAACYk/9ke9P6tWYQE/s320/P1050887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qzxULxxqwu8/Th7acN1YYCI/AAAAAAAACYc/FSUc9tuuT90/s1600/P1050879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qzxULxxqwu8/Th7acN1YYCI/AAAAAAAACYc/FSUc9tuuT90/s320/P1050879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sOcKSa1vGeI/Th7ab416gEI/AAAAAAAACYU/pQi-0BPQXzU/s1600/P1050875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sOcKSa1vGeI/Th7ab416gEI/AAAAAAAACYU/pQi-0BPQXzU/s320/P1050875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-7182200071312596799?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7182200071312596799/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=7182200071312596799' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/7182200071312596799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/7182200071312596799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/acqua.html' title='Acqua'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5qWXDRmjNg/Th7adSh9J4I/AAAAAAAACYs/nRL8_ynbSG4/s72-c/P1050897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-1840162531956205985</id><published>2011-06-20T10:28:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T10:30:57.402+02:00</updated><title type='text'>amici o nemici?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Minacce all'orizzonte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ks6rGhGfwoA/Tf8E0oJ2JVI/AAAAAAAACVg/h2DVcmlxgEQ/s1600/P1050515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ks6rGhGfwoA/Tf8E0oJ2JVI/AAAAAAAACVg/h2DVcmlxgEQ/s400/P1050515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620216162160092498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... o attenti guardiani?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Pg2ErrUx-E/Tf8ElMHJVTI/AAAAAAAACVY/GZVe0xSpPBw/s1600/P1050523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Pg2ErrUx-E/Tf8ElMHJVTI/AAAAAAAACVY/GZVe0xSpPBw/s400/P1050523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-1840162531956205985?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1840162531956205985/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=1840162531956205985' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/1840162531956205985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/1840162531956205985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/amici-o-nemici.html' title='amici o nemici?'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ks6rGhGfwoA/Tf8E0oJ2JVI/AAAAAAAACVg/h2DVcmlxgEQ/s72-c/P1050515.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-4882487422059529322</id><published>2011-06-06T08:48:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T08:52:07.891+02:00</updated><title type='text'>L'albero della vita</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-65jslweiNGw/Tex4cqPCxQI/AAAAAAAACUw/pwL17BvMMK8/s1600/IMG_0634.JPG"&gt;L'albero della vita&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-65jslweiNGw/Tex4cqPCxQI/AAAAAAAACUw/pwL17BvMMK8/s400/IMG_0634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614995269193221378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un momento di ispirazione... uno di quegli scatti fortunati che assumono più significati di quello che si era notato all'inizio (il sole, lo sguardo...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-4882487422059529322?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4882487422059529322/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=4882487422059529322' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/4882487422059529322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/4882487422059529322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/lalbero-della-vita.html' title='L&apos;albero della vita'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-65jslweiNGw/Tex4cqPCxQI/AAAAAAAACUw/pwL17BvMMK8/s72-c/IMG_0634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-4636672680809387140</id><published>2011-04-11T11:53:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T14:02:59.678+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensieri di un perfezionista pentito</title><content type='html'>Non tutto può essere perfetto...&lt;br /&gt;nessuno deve essere perfetto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;non è necessario che tutto sia perfetto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...per fortuna :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=121305981&amp;amp;width=1337"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=121305981&amp;amp;width=1337" allowscriptaccess="always" width="450" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/121305981/"&gt;Not everyone is perfect&lt;/a&gt; by ~&lt;a class="u" href="http://millions-of-pretzels.deviantart.com/"&gt;Millions-of-Pretzels&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/"&gt;deviant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/"&gt;ART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-4636672680809387140?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4636672680809387140/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=4636672680809387140' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/4636672680809387140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/4636672680809387140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/pensieri-di-un-perfezionista-pentito.html' title='Pensieri di un perfezionista pentito'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-2993808691513649387</id><published>2011-03-18T11:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T11:39:52.415+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dalla cima...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Non c'è niente meglio della salita sulla cima di una montagna per farti guardare la vita "da lontano" e per farti riconsiderare e ridimensionare tutto, problemi, preoccupazioni, gioie, fatti e persone...Dovrebbero farlo tutti, ogni tanto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FtsvSuQiEdI/TYM2dBtcbhI/AAAAAAAACTc/9keDpUEJi88/s1600/P1040451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FtsvSuQiEdI/TYM2dBtcbhI/AAAAAAAACTc/9keDpUEJi88/s320/P1040451.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9OzQdaWXdD8/TYM2dPs7XdI/AAAAAAAACTk/dB_hPloEKqw/s1600/P1040459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9OzQdaWXdD8/TYM2dPs7XdI/AAAAAAAACTk/dB_hPloEKqw/s320/P1040459.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_iclku6pzd0/TYM2dkalUGI/AAAAAAAACTs/jOAW1hrSuHE/s1600/P1040464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_iclku6pzd0/TYM2dkalUGI/AAAAAAAACTs/jOAW1hrSuHE/s320/P1040464.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YPK4h8SdeE/TYM2dsxE2SI/AAAAAAAACT0/4VBamph0WmY/s1600/P1040473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YPK4h8SdeE/TYM2dsxE2SI/AAAAAAAACT0/4VBamph0WmY/s320/P1040473.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-2993808691513649387?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2993808691513649387/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=2993808691513649387' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/2993808691513649387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/2993808691513649387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/dalla-cima.html' title='Dalla cima...'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FtsvSuQiEdI/TYM2dBtcbhI/AAAAAAAACTc/9keDpUEJi88/s72-c/P1040451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-3156365024601203364</id><published>2011-02-25T09:51:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T09:56:37.238+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dio c'è, ma non sei tu...</title><content type='html'>Da quella che sembra una semplice battuta da t-shirt possono nascere diversi spunti di riflessione...&lt;br /&gt;Alcuni personali ed autocritici, altri decisamente polemici verso chiunque tenda a porsi come Dio o come Unico Custode Ufficiale del Suo Volere...&lt;br /&gt;La battuta è questa, gli spunti di riflessione li lascio ad ognuno di quelli che leggono...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RoWcRPboG4k/TWduJ3vigjI/AAAAAAAACQw/cn1Wa7Ase1o/s1600/dio%252Bc%2527%25C3%25A8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RoWcRPboG4k/TWduJ3vigjI/AAAAAAAACQw/cn1Wa7Ase1o/s400/dio%252Bc%2527%25C3%25A8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577547779382870578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-3156365024601203364?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3156365024601203364/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=3156365024601203364' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/3156365024601203364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/3156365024601203364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/dio-ce-ma-non-sei-tu.html' title='Dio c&apos;è, ma non sei tu...'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RoWcRPboG4k/TWduJ3vigjI/AAAAAAAACQw/cn1Wa7Ase1o/s72-c/dio%252Bc%2527%25C3%25A8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-7070939918780424503</id><published>2011-02-01T09:35:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T09:40:17.110+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Maledette palle magnetiche</title><content type='html'>Nuova scimmia!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gidumziw4JE" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si trovano con nomi diversi su siti diversi, e non si capisce quali siano originali e quali siano cinesi... (a occhio tutte cinesi comunque).&lt;br /&gt;E dopo diverse ricerche il sito che mi ispira di più da cui ordinare è questo... speriamo bene!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.extramagnet.com/" alt="Neocube by extramagnet.com"&gt;Neocube by extramagnet.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-7070939918780424503?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7070939918780424503/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=7070939918780424503' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/7070939918780424503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/7070939918780424503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/maledette-palle-magnetiche.html' title='Maledette palle magnetiche'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/gidumziw4JE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-8158981202537573647</id><published>2011-01-28T11:28:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T12:22:02.425+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lettera sulla felicità</title><content type='html'>Ho avuto la fortuna di rileggerla... e penso che farebbe bene a tutti leggerla, ogni tanto!!!&lt;br /&gt;é straordinario vedere come la saggezza degli antichi romani sia ancora così attuale ed utile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liberliber.it/biblioteca/e/epicurus/lettera_sulla_felicita_a_meneceo/html/lettera_.htm"&gt;Link alla Lettera sulla felicità di Epicuro completa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alcuni estratti:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    Mai si è troppo giovani o troppo vecchi per la conoscenza della felicità. A qualsiasi età è bello occuparsi del benessere dell'animo nostro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Non esiste nulla di terribile nella vita per chi davvero sappia che nulla c'è da temere nel non vivere più. Perciò è sciocco chi sostiene di aver paura della morte, non tanto perché il suo arrivo lo farà soffrire, ma in quanto l'affligge la sua continua attesa. Ciò che una volta presente non ci turba, stoltamente atteso ci fa impazzire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il vero saggio, come non gli dispiace vivere, così non teme di non vivere più. La vita per lui non è un male, né è un male il non vivere. Ma come dei cibi sceglie i migliori, non la quantità, così non il tempo più lungo si gode, ma il più dolce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Una ferma conoscenza dei desideri fa ricondurre ogni scelta o rifiuto al benessere del corpo e alla perfetta serenità dell'animo, perché questo è il compito della vita felice, a questo noi indirizziamo ogni nostra azione, al fine di allontanarci dalla sofferenza e dall'ansia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Una volta raggiunto questo stato ogni bufera interna cessa, perché il nostro organismo vitale non è più bisognoso di alcuna cosa, altro non deve cercare per il bene dell'animo e del corpo. Infatti proviamo bisogno del piacere quando soffriamo per la mancanza di esso. Quando invece non soffriamo non ne abbiamo bisogno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Per questo noi riteniamo il piacere principio e fine della vita felice, perché lo abbiamo riconosciuto bene primo e a noi congenito. Ad esso ci ispiriamo per ogni atto di scelta o di rifiuto, e scegliamo ogni bene in base al sentimento del piacere e del dolore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E' bene primario e naturale per noi, per questo non scegliamo ogni piacere. Talvolta conviene tralasciarne alcuni da cui può venirci più male che bene, e giudicare alcune sofferenze preferibili ai piaceri stessi se un piacere più grande possiamo provare dopo averle sopportate a lungo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ogni piacere dunque è bene per sua intima natura, ma noi non li scegliamo tutti. Allo stesso modo ogni dolore è male, ma non tutti sono sempre da fuggire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Consideriamo inoltre una gran cosa l'indipendenza dai bisogni non perché sempre ci si debba accontentare del poco, ma per godere anche di questo poco se ci capita di non avere molto, convinti come siamo che l'abbondanza si gode con più dolcezza se meno da essa dipendiamo. In fondo ciò che veramente serve non è difficile a trovarsi, l'inutile è difficile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saper vivere di poco non solo porta salute e ci fa privi d'apprensione verso i bisogni della vita ma anche, quando ad intervalli ci capita di menare un'esistenza ricca, ci fa apprezzare meglio questa condizione e indifferenti verso gli scherzi della sorte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="610" border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-style: italic;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-8158981202537573647?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8158981202537573647/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=8158981202537573647' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/8158981202537573647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/8158981202537573647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/lettera-sulla-felicita.html' title='Lettera sulla felicità'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-4169206408996499753</id><published>2010-06-28T12:41:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T13:06:28.916+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost, la fine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/TCiBzfWB6jI/AAAAAAAAByI/C1WgY2u2rJ0/s1600/finalseason.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/TCiBzfWB6jI/AAAAAAAAByI/C1WgY2u2rJ0/s400/finalseason.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487778867538160178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;(contiene spoiler)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ci sono arrivato con un po' di ritardo, ma ci sono arrivato anche io... l'ULTIMA PUNTATA DI LOST!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lost è finito... e come è stato detto nella serie, "finisce una volta sola e tutto il resto è progresso". In questa frase c'è una buona parte del senso di tutte e sei le stagioni di quella che è stata probabilmente una delle serie TV più incasinate della storia... tra viaggi nel tempo e nello spazio, flash back, flash forward e il continuo aprirsi di nuove linee narrative, personaggi nuovi, vecchi, enigmi, dubbi, inganni (tanti), mezze verità... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E si chiude con un finale che se da una parte lascia l'amaro in bocca per la mancanza di spiegazioni e di risposte alle mille domande che ci eravamo fatti, dall'altro ci dice che il senso vero del tutto non era in quei particolari... non ha importanza il perchè e il come siano successe tante piccole cose... l'importante sono le relazioni tra i personaggi, come hanno vissuto e con chi, le loro storie e le loro emozioni... ed anche il fatto che ci hanno fatto appassionare ed entusiasmare per 6 stagioni!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Certo, sapere qualcosa di più sui numeri, sull'origine dell'isola, sulla figura di Jacob, sulla storia degli Altri, sarebbe stato bello... ma forse soddisfare queste curiosità sarebbe stato abbastanza banale, e forse ci avrebbe fatto perdere di vista l'altro messaggio...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forse è stata una svolta un po' troppo mistica, nell'ultima stagione, ma in fondo non mi è dispiaciuta, sarei rimasto molto più deluso con una carrellata di spiegazioni banali e probabilmente insoddisfacenti (oltre che difficili da trovare, vista la quantità di carne al fuoco).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tutto sommato, mi dichiaro soddisfatto... non tanto del finale in se, ma di tutta la storia... sicuramente ne valeva la pena! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/TCh_8rI4syI/AAAAAAAAByA/H4qqhsdOpdA/s1600/27731_125679887451902_124690967550794_240340_3558150_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/TCh_8rI4syI/AAAAAAAAByA/H4qqhsdOpdA/s320/27731_125679887451902_124690967550794_240340_3558150_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487776826299822882" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 282px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E per concludere, la frase che dice il padre a Jack... bella, un po' strappalacrime, ma profondamente vera per la vita di tutti noi:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/TCh_8rI4syI/AAAAAAAAByA/H4qqhsdOpdA/s1600/27731_125679887451902_124690967550794_240340_3558150_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;La parte piu' importante della tua vita e' stata il tempo che hai  passato con queste persone. E' per questo che siete tutti qui. Nessuno  ce la fa da solo, Jack.&lt;br /&gt;Hai avuto bisogno di tutti loro... e loro  hanno avuto bisogno di te.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alcuni commenti all'ultimo episodio che ho trovato interessanti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lost-indizi.org/episodi/episodi-stagione-6/6-17-6-18-the-end/"&gt;http://www.lost-indizi.org/episodi/episodi-stagione-6/6-17-6-18-the-end/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ilpost.it/2010/05/26/spiegazione-finale-di-lost/"&gt;http://www.ilpost.it/2010/05/26/spiegazione-finale-di-lost/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://forum.lostpedia.com/teoria-finale-il-vero-significato-t58722.html?s=349724b2ac83d5044cddd8cac174d22b&amp;amp;"&gt;http://forum.lostpedia.com/teoria-finale-il-vero-significato-t58722.html?s=349724b2ac83d5044cddd8cac174d22b&amp;amp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lessio.splinder.com/post/22780471/lost-e-finito-ecco-la-spiegazione-finale"&gt;http://lessio.splinder.com/post/22780471/lost-e-finito-ecco-la-spiegazione-finale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qui c'è la trama, i collegamenti tra episodi, le citazioni e tutte le curiosità di ogni episodio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://it.lostpedia.wikia.com/wiki/Portale:Episodi"&gt;http://it.lostpedia.wikia.com/wiki/Portale:Episodi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-4169206408996499753?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4169206408996499753/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=4169206408996499753' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/4169206408996499753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/4169206408996499753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/lost-la-fine.html' title='Lost, la fine'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/TCiBzfWB6jI/AAAAAAAAByI/C1WgY2u2rJ0/s72-c/finalseason.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-4427950531671661164</id><published>2010-06-16T16:27:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T08:44:59.930+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerto'/><title type='text'>The Wall live... non si può mancare</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/TBjo-lhRsSI/AAAAAAAABxc/N-F7mNQANRE/s1600/roger-waters-the-wall-live.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/TBjo-lhRsSI/AAAAAAAABxc/N-F7mNQANRE/s320/roger-waters-the-wall-live.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483388708244795682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Non si può mancare al tour che ripropone, per la prima volta dopo 20 anni, quello che forse è il più grande spettacolo Rock mai visto, la prima vera Opera Rock: THE WALL! Il 1,2 e 4 aprile 2011 al Mediolanum Forum di Assago...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chi non sa di cosa sto parlando può trovare qualche informazione base &lt;a href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_wall"&gt;qui&lt;/a&gt;, più dettagliate &lt;a href="http://www.ondarock.it/pietremiliari/pinkfloyd_thewall.htm"&gt;qui&lt;/a&gt;... tutti gli altri capiranno perfettamente perchè sono così entusiasta!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purtroppo non ci saranno tutti i Pink Floyd, ma Roger Waters è più che abbastanza... il motivo per cui ha deciso di ripartire dopo tutto questo tempo è il seguente:&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sul finire del  secolo    scorso decisi di rituffarmi nel mondo delle tournée rock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nel    2006 e 2007 feci una tournée con The Dark Side of the Moon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;L'anno scorso  pensavo:    'E adesso che faccio? Mi dò al golf, al giardinaggio o alla politica    oppure ho ancora voglia di fare tour? Ho 66 anni.' Pensai di voler  fare    un altro tour. E amo lavorare. Certamente continuerò a lavorare ma non     so se farò altre grandi tournée. La mia compagna mi disse: 'Se vuoi    andare di nuovo in tour, devi fare The Wall. La gente vuole quello.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Un po' più seriamente:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0pt;  margin-bottom: 0pt;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Di recente ho  ritrovato    questa mia dichiarazione di 22 anni fa: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;“Mi chiedo: nella nostra    cultura le tecnologie della comunicazione serviranno a chiarirci, ci    aiuteranno a capirci meglio gli uni con gli altri o si riveleranno    ingannevoli e ci terranno lontani?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0pt;  margin-bottom: 0pt;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Credo che questa  sia    una domanda ancora estremamente attuale e il giudizio è aperto. In  rete    c’è tanto commercio e tanta propaganda, ma ho la sensazione che al di  là    della facciata la comprensione sta guadagnando terreno. Dobbiamo    continuare a fare blog, ad utilizzare Twitter, a comunicare, a  scambiare    le idee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0pt;  margin-bottom: 0pt;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Quando scrissi The  Wall    30 anni fa ero un giovane impaurito. Bè, non proprio tanto giovane,    avevo 36 anni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0pt;  margin-bottom: 0pt;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ho avuto bisogno di     molto tempo per superare le mie paure. In ogni modo, in tutti questi    anni mi è sembrato che forse la storia delle mie paure e del mio senso     di perdita, con un concomitante ed inevitabile residuo di ridicolo,    vergogna e punizione, rappresenti l’allegoria di questioni di più  ampia    portata: nazionalismo, razzismo, discriminazione sessuale, religione,    tutto! Tutte queste problematiche e dottrine scaturiscono dalle stesse     paure che hanno caratterizzato la mia giovinezza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0pt;  margin-bottom: 0pt;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Questa nuova  produzione    di The Wall è il tentativo di fare qualche confronto, di illuminare il     nostro frangente ed è dedicata a tutti gli innocenti caduti negli  ultimi    trent’anni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0pt;  margin-bottom: 0pt;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;In certi ambiti,    secondo alcune correnti di pensiero, gli esseri umani nel complesso  non    sono in grado di diventare più ‘umani’, più gentili, più generosi, di    cooperare di più, di intrattenere rapporti di maggiore comprensione.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0pt;  margin-bottom: 0pt;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Non sono d’accordo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0pt;  margin-bottom: 0pt;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dal mio punto di  vista,    è troppo presto per giungere ad una simile conclusione, dopotutto la    razza umana è ancora molto giovane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0pt;  margin-bottom: 0pt;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Credo che abbiamo    ancora almeno una possibilità per aspirare a qualcosa di meglio che  non    sia il rituale darsi addosso l’un l’altro, che è il modo in cui oggi    rispondiamo alle reciproche paure istituzionalizzate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0pt;  margin-bottom: 0pt;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Come artista ho la    responsabilità di esprimere il mio moderato ottimismo e di  incoraggiare    gli altri a fare lo stesso. Citando un grande uomo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;“potete dire  che    sono un sognatore, ma non sono l’unico”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right; margin-top: 0pt;  margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="right"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Roger Waters, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right; margin-top: 0pt;  margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;(intervista &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cymbaline.it/Pink%20Floyd%20News.htm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;qui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bd003a3543bed8ea" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbd003a3543bed8ea%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329885325%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33412D97A1C07A24FAE760A69CCD27B91B7E3FCF.383A8509C40656611439AC287AB651A6CB8884B2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbd003a3543bed8ea%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtF-dMtNA2UKZ7DvZkuC6x4EMC2M&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbd003a3543bed8ea%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329885325%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33412D97A1C07A24FAE760A69CCD27B91B7E3FCF.383A8509C40656611439AC287AB651A6CB8884B2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbd003a3543bed8ea%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtF-dMtNA2UKZ7DvZkuC6x4EMC2M&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ed ora la parte più importante e personale: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/TBjkhpcPr3I/AAAAAAAABxM/2QGhGZzdXDY/s1600/P1000719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/TBjkhpcPr3I/AAAAAAAABxM/2QGhGZzdXDY/s320/P1000719.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483383813034717042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 137px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; IL MIO BIGLIETTO PER IL 2 APRILE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-4427950531671661164?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4427950531671661164/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=4427950531671661164' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/4427950531671661164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/4427950531671661164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/wall-live-non-si-puo-mancare.html' title='The Wall live... non si può mancare'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/TBjo-lhRsSI/AAAAAAAABxc/N-F7mNQANRE/s72-c/roger-waters-the-wall-live.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-8696230458923221889</id><published>2010-05-25T09:00:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T09:02:43.357+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Buon giorno dell'asciugamano a tutti!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s707.photobucket.com/albums/ww79/yourfists/?action=view&amp;current=TEv8xzI6bnwji71f6OgMmmZIo1_400.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww79/yourfists/TEv8xzI6bnwji71f6OgMmmZIo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="towel"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cosa?&lt;br /&gt;Porta con te il tuo asciugamano per tutto il giorno, ovunque vai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando?&lt;br /&gt;Tutti gli anni, il 25 Maggio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dove?&lt;br /&gt;Ovviamente, ovunque vai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E perchè?&lt;br /&gt;Il 25 Maggio è il giorno della commemorazione di Douglas Adams, autore del libro di fama mondiale Guida Galattica per gli Autostoppisti (titolo originale: The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy), sfortunatamente deceduto nel 2001.&lt;br /&gt;E un asciugamano è la cosa più utile che esista. Per citare la Guida Galattica per Autostoppisti:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'asciugamano, dice, è forse l'oggetto più utile che l'autostoppista galattico possa avere. In parte perché è una cosa pratica - ve lo potete avvolgere attorno perché vi tenga caldo quando vi apprestate ad attraversare i freddi satelliti di Jaglan Beta; potete sdraiarvici sopra quando vi trovate sulle spiagge dalla brillante sabbia di marmo di Santraginus V a inalare gli inebrianti vapori del suo mare; ci potete dormire sotto sul mondo deserto di Kakrafoon, con le sue stelle che splendono rossastre; potete usarlo come vela di una mini-zattera allorché vi accingete a seguire il lento corso del pigro fiume Falena; potete bagnarlo per usarlo in un combattimento corpo a corpo; potete avvolgervelo intorno alla testa per allontanare i vapori nocivi o per evitare lo sguardo della vorace Bestia Bugblatta di Traal (un animale abominevolmente stupido, che pensa che se voi non lo vedete, nemmeno lui possa vedere voi: è matto da legare, ma molto, molto vorace); inoltre potete usare il vostro asciugamano per fare segnalazioni in caso di emergenza e, se è ancora abbastanza pulito, per asciugarvi, naturalmente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma soprattutto, l'asciugamano ha una immensa utilità psicologica. Per una qualche ragione, se un figo (figo = non-autostoppista) scopre che se un autostoppista ha con sé l'asciugamano, riterrà automaticamente che abbia con sé anche lo spazzolino da denti, la spugnetta per il viso, il sapone, la scatola di biscotti, la borraccia, la bussola, la carta geografica, il gomitolo di spago, lo spray contro le zanzare, l'equipaggiamento da pioggia, la tuta spaziale, ecc. ecc. E quindi il figo molto volentieri si sentirà disposto a prestare all'autostoppista qualunque articolo di quelli menzionati (o una decina di altri non menzionati) che l'autostoppista eventualmente abbia perso. Il figo infatti pensa che un uomo che abbia girato in lungo e in largo per la galassia in autostop, adattandosi a percorrerne i meandri nelle più disagevoli condizioni e a lottare contro terribili ostacoli vincendoli, e che dimostri alla fine di sapere dov'è il suo asciugamano, sia chiaramente un uomo degno di considerazione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Douglas Adams: Guida Galattica per gli Autostoppisti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Più informazioni su &lt;a href="http://www.towel-day.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.towel-day.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.towel-day.com/button_it.jpg" alt="Towel Day - Non fatevi prendere dal Panico" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-8696230458923221889?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8696230458923221889/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=8696230458923221889' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/8696230458923221889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/8696230458923221889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/buon-giorno-dellasciugamano-tutti.html' title='Buon giorno dell&apos;asciugamano a tutti!'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-5169130071014350607</id><published>2010-04-11T15:37:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T15:40:49.962+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Perchè sei tu il matto?</title><content type='html'>-Schloime, perché sei tu il matto?&lt;br /&gt;-Per caso. lo volevo fare il rabbino, ma il posto era già preso. Visto che mancava il matto, ho pensato: "Fai il matto, se no lo fanno loro. Fallo al posto loro".&lt;br /&gt;-E non ti senti un po' solo?&lt;br /&gt;-Oh no, non sono i matti che mancano...&lt;br /&gt;-No, intendevo una donna. Perché non hai moglie, Schloime, dei bambini, una casa?&lt;br /&gt;-Ah no, non sono mica matto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da &lt;a href="http://www.google.it/url?sa=t&amp;amp;source=web&amp;amp;ct=res&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;amp;ved=0CAYQFjAA&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fit.wikipedia.org%2Fwiki%2FTrain_de_vie_-_Un_treno_per_vivere&amp;amp;ei=2NDBS9rXKIbEOLW06JYE&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNFqbFUls96K7gHRkAwMiUds84ySgQ&amp;amp;sig2=EJCjCpR6v6IUMkezcAbI5A"&gt;"Train de vie" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dKgdlp2Lk8w&amp;hl=it_IT&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dKgdlp2Lk8w&amp;hl=it_IT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-5169130071014350607?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5169130071014350607/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=5169130071014350607' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/5169130071014350607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/5169130071014350607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/perche-sei-tu-il-matto.html' title='Perchè sei tu il matto?'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-6106241076359694703</id><published>2010-02-18T13:34:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T15:41:09.701+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Keywords 2010</title><content type='html'>Mesi di silenzio, poi due post lo stesso giorno... strano... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comunque questo post serve solo da riepilogo per le "parole chiave dell'anno", in pratica alcune parole che mi hanno colpito e sono diventate importanti, o che hanno segnato un momento... o soprattutto che riguardano un obiettivo da raggiungere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ordine cronologico, le parole importanti uscite finora sono:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wild &amp;amp; Zen &lt;/span&gt;(strano mix nato durante la 4 giorni scistica in Austria)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pazienza &amp;amp; Concentrazione&lt;/span&gt; (direttamente da "L'arte di amare" di Fromm, un paio di punti su cui c'è MOLTO da lavorare)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sensazioni &amp;amp; Consapevolezza&lt;/span&gt; (dal corso di telemark durante la Fienga con Giuliano Pederiva... da applicare allo sci, ovviamente, ma anche a tutto il resto...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;In pratica in un mese e mezzo ho rimediato qualcosa da fare per tutto l'anno (o per tutta la vita)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-6106241076359694703?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6106241076359694703/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=6106241076359694703' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/6106241076359694703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/6106241076359694703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/keywords-2010.html' title='Keywords 2010'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-5970961568319647637</id><published>2010-02-18T11:45:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T12:07:19.684+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wolfman... il ritorno dell'uomo lupo?</title><content type='html'>In questo periodo di vampiri glitterati e lupi mannari fighetti, riusciremo a vedere un film "corretto", che parli dei veri licantropi? &lt;br /&gt;Dalle locandine e dai trailer sembrerebbe di si... &lt;br /&gt;Ad esempio, ecco la trasformazione: &lt;a href="http://www.ilblogdelluomolupo.com/2010/02/wolfman-ecco-la-trasformazione-di-benicio-del-toro-463.php/comment-page-1#comment-52"&gt;blog tematico dell'uomo lupo&lt;/a&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;sembra decisamente credibile (e dolorosa, come è giusto che sia...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anche il sito ufficiale del film sembra ben fornito di notizie "reali" sui licantropi, quelli veri, quelli che si trasformano con la luna piena... Interessanti informazioni storiche, mediche, leggende, credenze popolari, e tutto quello che riguarda il mito del licantropo. In fondo, il bello di un film del genere è che fa riferimento a paure ancestrali, a miti e leggende che in qualche modo abbiamo "dentro" e che ci suscitano ancora delle paure... se si perde questo, il licantropo diventa solo un peluche arrabbiato, poco più terrorizzante di una qualsiasi bestia feroce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speriamo bene, perchè altrimenti queste nuove generazioni cresceranno con delle idee molto sbagliate, e quando si troveranno davanti ad un licantropo penseranno più a guardargli i pettorali che a trovare una pallottola d'argento per farlo fuori :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.screenweek.it/film/12671-Wolfman/poster/69813" class="embed-screenweek"&gt;&lt;img alt="Wolfman Poster Italia" src="http://static.screenweek.it/2009/12/16/Wolfaman-Poster-Italia_mid.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.screenweek.it/film/12671/embed.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;swMovieEmbed();&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E per gli appassionati... un bel giveaway su &lt;a href="http://blog.screenweek.it/2010/02/una-pioggia-di-regali-piu-terrificanti-che-mai-da-wolfman-65676.php#comment-33863"&gt;ScreenWeek&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-5970961568319647637?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5970961568319647637/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=5970961568319647637' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/5970961568319647637'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://www.lanascitadeicobra.com/2009/09/g-i-joe-blog-gadget-giveaway-tournament-ditelo-a-tutti-1395.php"&gt;http://www.lanascitadeicobra.com/2009/09/g-i-joe-blog-gadget-giveaway-tournament-ditelo-a-tutti-1395.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-6903514159224507041?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6903514159224507041/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=6903514159224507041' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/6903514159224507041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/6903514159224507041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/gi-joe-la-nascita-dei-cobra.html' title='GI JOE - la nascita dei cobra'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-4657111958042629456</id><published>2009-05-07T10:18:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T10:21:57.879+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Accetta il consiglio</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Una piccola riflessione da "The big kahuna"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zTi25uloeRk&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zTi25uloeRk&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Goditi potere e bellezza della tua gioventù.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Non ci pensare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Il potere di bellezza e gioventù lo capirai solo una volta appassite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ma credimi tra vent'anni guarderai quelle tue vecchie foto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E in un modo che non puoi immaginare adesso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quante possibilità avevi di fronte e che aspetto magnifico avevi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Non eri per niente grasso come ti sembrava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Non preoccuparti del futuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oppure preoccupati, ma sapendo che questo ti aiuta quanto masticare un chewing-gum per risolvere un'equazione algebrica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I veri problemi della vita saranno sicuramente cose che non t'erano mai passate per la mente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Di quelle che ti pigliano di sorpresa alle quattro di un pigro martedì pomeriggio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fa' una cosa, ogni giorno che sei spaventato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Canta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Non esser crudele col cuore degli altri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Non tollerare la gente che è crudele col tuo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lavati i denti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Non perder tempo con l'invidia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A volte sei in testa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A volte resti indietro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;La corsa è lunga e alla fine è solo con te stesso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ricorda i complimenti che ricevi, scordati gli insulti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Se ci riesci veramente dimmi come si fa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Conserva tutte le vecchie lettere d'amore, butta i vecchi estratti conto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rilassati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Non sentirti in colpa se non sai cosa vuoi fare della tua vita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Le persone più interessanti che conosco, a ventidue anni non sapevano che fare della loro vita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I quarantenni più interessanti che conosco ancora non lo sanno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Prendi molto calcio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sii gentile con le tue ginocchia, quando saranno partite ti mancheranno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Forse ti sposerai o forse no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Forse avrai figli o forse no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Forse divorzierai a quarant'anni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Forse ballerai con lei al settantacinquesimo anniversario di matrimonio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Comunque vada, non congratularti troppo con te stesso, ma non rimproverarti neanche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Le tue scelte sono scommesse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Come quelle di chiunque altro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Goditi il tuo corpo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Usalo in tutti i modi che puoi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Senza paura e senza temere quel che pensa la gente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;È il più grande strumento che potrai mai avere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Balla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anche se il solo posto che hai per farlo è il tuo soggiorno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Leggi le istruzioni, anche se poi non le seguirai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Non leggere le riviste di bellezza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ti faranno solo sentire orrendo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cerca di conoscere i tuoi genitori.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Non puoi sapere quando se ne andranno per sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tratta bene i tuoi fratelli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sono il migliore legame con il passato e quelli che più probabilmente avranno cura di te in futuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Renditi conto che gli amici vanno e vengono.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ma alcuni, i più preziosi, rimarranno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Datti da fare per colmare le distanze geografiche e di stili di vita, perché più diventi vecchio, più hai bisogno delle persone che conoscevi da giovane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Vivi a New York per un po', ma lasciala prima che ti indurisca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Vivi anche in California per un po', ma lasciala prima che ti rammollisca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Non fare pasticci coi capelli, se no quando avrai quarant'anni sembreranno di un ottantacinquenne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sii cauto nell'accettare consigli, ma sii paziente con chi li dispensa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I consigli sono una forma di nostalgia. Dispensarli è un modo di ripescare il passato dal dimenticatoio, ripulirlo, passare la vernice sulle parti più brutte e riciclarlo per più di quel che valga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ma accetta il consiglio... per questa volta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-4657111958042629456?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4657111958042629456/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=4657111958042629456' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/4657111958042629456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/4657111958042629456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/accetta-il-consiglio.html' title='Accetta il consiglio'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-2115907850048826840</id><published>2009-03-27T09:34:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T10:21:21.372+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mostri contro alieni</title><content type='html'>In arrivo Mostri contro alieni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.screenweek.it/film/2360-Mostri-contro-Alieni/poster/38267"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 443px; height: 540px;" src="http://static.screenweek.it/2009/2/18/Mostri-contro-alieni-Poster-Italia_mid.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.screenweek.it/film/2360/embed.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!-- swMovieEmbed(); // --&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.screenweek.it/film/2360-Mostri-contro-Alieni"&gt;Scheda film&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per partecipare ad uno stupendo contest di  &lt;a href="http://www.screenweek.it/"&gt;SCREENWEEK&lt;/a&gt; ecco quà anche il link al &lt;a href="http://www.mostricontroalieni.com/"&gt;blog tematico &lt;/a&gt;del film&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-2115907850048826840?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2115907850048826840/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=2115907850048826840' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/2115907850048826840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/2115907850048826840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/mostri-contro-alieni.html' title='Mostri contro alieni'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-8575900253369993966</id><published>2008-10-13T16:50:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T16:54:20.263+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pordoi montagna'/><title type='text'>Passo Pordoi</title><content type='html'>Due giorni al Passo Pordoi al convegno del CAI per i 25 anni dello Sci Fondo Escursionismo... il convegno è stato interessante, ma è stata dura restare chiusi dentro con quello che c'era all'esterno... ecco l'album fotografico!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: transparent url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat scroll left center; height: 194px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.it/stelucky/PassoPordoi#"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/stelucky/SPNctdJvpCE/AAAAAAAAAqA/8QghiaTBYbc/s160-c/PassoPordoi.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" width="160" height="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.it/stelucky/PassoPordoi#" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Passo Pordoi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-8575900253369993966?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8575900253369993966/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=8575900253369993966' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/8575900253369993966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/8575900253369993966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/passo-pordoi.html' title='Passo Pordoi'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/stelucky/SPNctdJvpCE/AAAAAAAAAqA/8QghiaTBYbc/s72-c/PassoPordoi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-8071868557041056408</id><published>2008-10-10T13:42:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T13:47:17.067+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook...</title><content type='html'>Sono entrato nel vortice anche io...&lt;br /&gt;Ero abbastanza scettico sulle Social Network, ma mi sono dovuto ricredere: è una figata!!!&lt;br /&gt;E' bellissimo poter ritrovare compagni universitari, vecchi amici, tenere i contatti con gente lntana, e conoscere gente nuova con i tuoi stesi interessi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SO9AUawp10I/AAAAAAAAAnM/iiFEKssXt-g/s1600-h/feisbuc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SO9AUawp10I/AAAAAAAAAnM/iiFEKssXt-g/s320/feisbuc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255490009689610050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' comunque una cosa abbastanza seria, molti usano nomi e cognomi reali, si creano relazioni soprattutto con persone che si conoscono veramente... si entra a far parte di gruppi (più o meno strani... )... E non ci sono tante cose strane da adolescenti, tipo glitter, abbreviazioni e oggetti che volano per le pagine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-8071868557041056408?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8071868557041056408/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=8071868557041056408' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/8071868557041056408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/8071868557041056408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/facebook.html' title='Facebook...'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SO9AUawp10I/AAAAAAAAAnM/iiFEKssXt-g/s72-c/feisbuc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-7080184703068180245</id><published>2008-09-29T20:57:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T13:27:47.270+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vettore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='montagna'/><title type='text'>Quando il Vettore mette il cappello...</title><content type='html'>... vendi la capra e compra il mantello!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SOElgEg0YeI/AAAAAAAAAmk/IV73jAP5UQA/s1600-h/vettore2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SOElgEg0YeI/AAAAAAAAAmk/IV73jAP5UQA/s320/vettore2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251519873388143074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il secondo "cappello" della stagione (fotografato stamattina) fa ben sperare per la neve nella stagione invernale....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SOElf-pBCAI/AAAAAAAAAmc/81-jR1U2Euw/s1600-h/vettore1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SOElf-pBCAI/AAAAAAAAAmc/81-jR1U2Euw/s320/vettore1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251519871811913730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situazione in tempo reale dalla &lt;a href="http://www.meteoappennino.it/index.php?option=com_stazsci&amp;amp;task=webcam&amp;amp;idw=22&amp;amp;tag=pda&amp;amp;sid=1&amp;amp;Itemid=46"&gt;webcam di Castelluccio&lt;/a&gt; (quindi il versante Umbro), con un'immagine veramente grande e di qualità...&lt;br /&gt;Ne approfitto per mettere questa, trovata su un &lt;a href="http://brosite.blogspot.com/2006/07/io-credo.html"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;, che rappresenta bene l'attesa per la prima neve "sciabile"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Credo che una sera d'inverno, una sera come tante, qualcuno per strada alzerà la testa e dirà, sorpreso, ^nevica!^. Credo che al termine dell'estate ci sia l'autunno e che poi ci sia l'inverno e che l'inverno non finisca mai. Credo fermamente che per quanto caldo possa fare la neve arriverà. Credo che per quanti nodi di cravatte possa farmi, per quante gocce di sudore possano scendermi lungo la schiena e segnarmi la camicia, per quanti colleghi ^col ghigno e l'ignoranza dei primi della classe^ possa incrociare, per quante vecchie fintamente stordite ti possano superare in coda al supermercato, una mattina infilerò la sacca degli sci in macchina e punterò a Nord. Credo che un giorno cederò alla tentazione di portarmi dietro la tenda e di dormire in quota invece di scendere subito. Credo che per quanti problemi la quotidianità ci riservi, non c'è niente, niente, che possa dar soddisfazione come la prima curva della stagione nella polvere. Niente&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-7080184703068180245?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7080184703068180245/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=7080184703068180245' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/7080184703068180245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/7080184703068180245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/quando-il-vettore-mette-il-cappello.html' title='Quando il Vettore mette il cappello...'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SOElgEg0YeI/AAAAAAAAAmk/IV73jAP5UQA/s72-c/vettore2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-8973800964378163724</id><published>2008-09-22T10:35:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T10:36:08.191+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Forse si, forse no...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;C'era una volta un povero contadino che poteva permettersi solo un cavallo. L'uomo lo trattava con cura, ma una notte d'estate, il cavallo trovò un punto debole nel recinto e fuggì. Quando i vicini seppero dell'accaduto, andarono dal contadino per manifestargli il loro rammarico. "Che sfortuna", dissero. Al che l'uomo rispose: "Forse si, forse no".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" align="justify"&gt;Di lì a una settimana, il cavallo tornò alla fattoria con altri sei cavalli selvaggi al seguito. Il contadino e suo figlio riuscirono a rinchiuderli tutti e sette nel recinto. Di nuovo vennero i vicini in visita. "Che gran fortuna", dissero. Al che l'uomo rispose: "Forse si, forse no".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" align="justify"&gt;Il figlio del contadino iniziò subito a domare i nuovi arrivati. Mentre tentava di cavalcare lo stallone roano, fu sbalzato violentemente a terra e finì quasi calpestato, rompendosi una gamba. I vicini accorsero. "Che sfortuna terribile", dissero. Al che l'uomo rispose: "Forse si, forse no".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" align="justify"&gt;Il giorno seguente arrivarono al villaggio dei soldati. Due signori della guerra erano in lotta fra loro e uno aveva ordinato l'arruolamento forzato di tutti i maschi giovani del villaggio. A causa della gamba rotta, il figlio del contadino fu il solo a non dover partire per il fronte. Di nuovo, i vicini accorsero. "Che incredibile fortuna", dissero. Al che l'uomo rispose: "Forse si, forse no".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-8973800964378163724?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8973800964378163724/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=8973800964378163724' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/8973800964378163724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/8973800964378163724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/forse-si-forse-no.html' title='Forse si, forse no...'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-8334712521727563539</id><published>2008-09-12T12:33:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T12:33:03.034+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Trailer di Hancock</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esce oggi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/48467437fa8ea425/48ca455db1239474/48467437fa8ea425/2e546a18/widget.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-8334712521727563539?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8334712521727563539/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=8334712521727563539' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/8334712521727563539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/8334712521727563539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/trailer-di-hancock.html' title='Trailer di Hancock'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-5864963197838313053</id><published>2008-09-02T15:09:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T15:11:29.747+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacanza in Salento</title><content type='html'>Le foto della vacanza sono nell'&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.it/stelucky/Salento08?authkey=M0ZVvYGKk_k"&gt;album&lt;/a&gt;, questo è un panorama dalla casa dove stavamo, a Leuca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" width="450" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://s3.clevr.com/CleVR?xmldomain=http://www.clevr.com/&amp;amp;mov=5485"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://s3.clevr.com/CleVR?xmldomain=http://www.clevr.com/&amp;amp;mov=5485" name="CleVR" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="450" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p style="width: 450px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clevr.com/pano/5485?utm_source=embed&amp;amp;utm_content=5485&amp;amp;utm_medium=embed" title="Panoramic view of Salento08"&gt;Panorama of Salento08 on CleVR.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-5864963197838313053?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5864963197838313053/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=5864963197838313053' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/5864963197838313053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/5864963197838313053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/vacanza-in-salento.html' title='Vacanza in Salento'/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6751499457293079769.post-4403655728764099230</id><published>2008-09-02T09:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T09:18:45.199+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zlfKdbWwruY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zlfKdbWwruY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uno dei video più belli che ho trovato su youtube, sia per la canzone, sia per l'idea che fa molto "fratellanza universale".... e sia perchè con una cosa così semplice quest'uomo è riuscito a far sorridere mezzo mondo....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6751499457293079769-4403655728764099230?l=nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4403655728764099230/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6751499457293079769&amp;postID=4403655728764099230' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/4403655728764099230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6751499457293079769/posts/default/4403655728764099230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonvolevofareunblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/uno-dei-video-pi-belli-che-ho-trovato.html' title=''/><author><name>stelucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396105969779002293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IIa9k0QStbo/SMof9rmLBOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Sdf2leWDUuA/S220/lucky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
