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Madonna How long that I do not write on the blog ...

Blame the time remaining: Weekdays on average I get home from work at 20 and considering that in the morning at 8 I think a good average and on weekends I'm a builder-decorator needed-electrician-carpenter .

But my efforts are a good sign for the job, after less than six months after I was promoted ( are now technically responsible for the design of the infrastructure division ... remember it all! ), while manuensi works are carried out at my house because, gentlemen, after nearly 29 year career from mama's boy, I get up the balls.

Last but certainly not least, one of my sister graduated, the only thing that was not at issue was the vote, given that part of 115/110 (I'm not kidding ... :- I got up at 4:30 to go to work in Friuli.

And that's with my colleagues we stopped to eat at a restaurant Pontebba, a village of 1600 souls forgotten by God in the valleys of the province of Udine on the border with Austria.



Apart from the light lunch of polenta and a local cheese (which name escapes me) like Taleggio, I Assisted the following scene.

The other two guests (we were 5 in total) with a strong German accent asking the owner to put the news and she, as a good host trying to please all the channels flowing directly from the TV, because he had broken the remote control.

By chance that all positions from channel 4 to 15 were employed by RAI 3 and, in particular from TG 3, then the guests have repeatedly asked THE
news and were placated only when it appeared the TG 4.

always the case that he wanted to begin immediately after the Forum; still the case (now obviously against me) imposed the first of the bogus reasons to be represented by a guy who criticized the Communist mother-in-law, which declared fascist, because the imputed the crisis in the relationship with her daughter. Obviously
other customers have commented throughout the audience with colorful epithets, the lightest of which sounded like "we hope that God lightning Communists southerners "witty thought this was increased in effectiveness by the exquisite local accent.
assonnatissima My thinking is: is it possible to think of a similar scene, with roles reversed, of course, in our area? and in any case , as we are limited by our geographical location?
In other words, it is possible that the particular political happiness (not back in Italian but I sleep and gives an idea) and Prato in Tuscany, we have blurred vision and thoughts when we try an understanding of other realities? PS: my colleagues here today, is a moderately Berlusconi, the other is sfegatatamente Berlusconi.
The case was really a bastard in this very long day.