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<title><![CDATA[Il Comune  manda a letto  la «Movida» all’una di notte]]></title>
<link>http://advehild.wordpress.com/?p=30</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 02 Aug 2008 14:17:17 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[L’una di notte: è questo il nuovo termine posto dal Comune di Genova alla movida. «Cerchiamo di ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>L’una di notte: è questo il nuovo termine posto dal Comune di Genova alla movida. «Cerchiamo di rispettare le esigenze di tutte le generazioni di genovesi», ha detto l’assessore Gianfranco Tiezzi presentando la regolamentazione che è stata imposta agli esercizi commerciali: la chiusura alle due riguarda i pubblici esercizi, compresi circoli, phone center, alimentari da asporto. Nel centro storico, in particolare, il termine di chiusura dei locali è fissato all’una, fatta eccezione per le sere di venerdì e sabato. Il divieto di vendita di bevande in contenitori di vetro e metallo dalle ore 22 alle 6 del mattino è stato inoltre esteso a tutta la città.  L’ordinanza vivrà un primo periodo di sperimentazione e diventerà pienamente operativa a partire dal primo ottobre: dopo cinque sanzioni nell’arco di 12 mesi è prevista la revoca della licenza.<br />
	 <br><br>Fonte: http://www.ilgiornale.it/a.pic1?ID=280488</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Il ministro Bondi manda a Genova il numero uno dei teatri italiani]]></title>
<link>http://corrienuncio.wordpress.com/?p=23</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 02 Aug 2008 01:21:58 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[Il Carlo Felice riparte da Giuseppe Ferrazza. Il Ministro per i beni e le attività culturali, Sandr]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Il Carlo Felice riparte da Giuseppe Ferrazza. Il Ministro per i beni e le attività culturali, Sandro Bondi, ha nominato ieri il commissario straordinario per il teatro lirico. Nell’era del dopo Di Benedetto sarà il presidente dell’Ente teatrale italiano (come anticipato nei giorni scorso da il Giornale) a dover tentare di risollevare le sorti del lirico  arrivato nelle ultime settimane a dibattersi in un vicolo cieco. Ferrazza sarà affiancato da Marco Amoruso in qualità sub commissario. Entrambi saranno in carica per un periodo di sei mesi e comunque non oltre la ricostituzione degli organi della Fondazione. Un periodo abbastanza breve che comunque dovrà garantire la possibilità di ripresa. Il commissariamento si è reso necessario, su segnalazione dello stesso Sindaco di Genova, Marta Vincenzi, per mettere fine alle difficoltà di funzionamento del consiglio di amministrazione e per operare un vero rilancio di questa prestigiosa Fondazione. «Il Ministro Bondi - si legge nella nota del ministero - ha augurato ogni successo al commissario e al sub commissario nell’opera che li vedrà collaborare con i soci fondatori del Carlo Felice nel ripristinare al più presto le condizioni necessarie per l’ordinaria amministrazione del teatro».Immediate le reazioni in città. Il sindaco Vincenzi, che si era rivolta al governo si dice «soddisfatta». «Ho chiesto al Ministro Bondi il commissariamento del Carlo Felice per dare un futuro al nostro teatro dell’opera» ha ricordato il sindaco precisando che la crisi che lo ha di fatto paralizzato «non è tanto dovuta alle difficoltà di bilancio quanto piuttosto al venir meno delle relazioni umane, necessarie per il suo funzionamento, tra il sovrintendente Gennaro Di Benedetto da una parte e le maestranze tecniche e artistiche dall’altra». <br><br>Fonte: http://www.ilgiornale.it/a.pic1?ID=280269</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Napoli, 16enne manda ]]></title>
<link>http://limeriella.wordpress.com/?p=25</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 01 Aug 2008 19:29:29 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[Napoli - Ha scritto un messaggio sul cellulare. &#8220;Voglio raggiungere la mia nonna, l&#8217;unic]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Napoli - Ha scritto un messaggio sul cellulare. "Voglio raggiungere la mia nonna, l'unica persona che mi amava più di te". L'ha mandato all'ex fidanzato: "Te l'avevo detto che senza di te non posso vivere". Poi si è buttata dal balcone. E' morta così una ragazza di 16 anni, che sarebbero stati 17 tra quattro giorni. Sul posto è arrivata un'ambulanza del 118, ma per i medici c'è stato ben poco da fare. L ragazza è morta sul colpo. Secondo gli agenti, che hanno ricostruito le ultime ore di vita della giovane, la tragedia sarebbe da ricollegare alla delusione d'amore.<br />
	 <br><br>Fonte: http://www.ilgiornale.it/a.pic1?ID=280300</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Napoli, 16enne manda ]]></title>
<link>http://invenews.wordpress.com/?p=17</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 01 Aug 2008 14:04:50 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[Napoli - Ha scritto un messaggio sul cellulare. &#8220;Voglio raggiungere la mia nonna, l&#8217;unic]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Napoli - Ha scritto un messaggio sul cellulare. "Voglio raggiungere la mia nonna, l'unica persona che mi amava più di te". L'ha mandato all'ex fidanzato: "Te l'avevo detto che senza di te non posso vivere". Poi si è buttata dal balcone. E' morta così una ragazza di 16 anni, che sarebbero stati 17 tra quattro giorni. Sul posto è arrivata un'ambulanza del 118, ma per i medici c'è stato ben poco da fare. L ragazza è morta sul colpo. Secondo gli agenti, che hanno ricostruito le ultime ore di vita della giovane, la tragedia sarebbe da ricollegare alla delusione d'amore.<br />
	 <br><br>Fonte: http://www.ilgiornale.it/a.pic1?ID=280300</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Napoli, 16enne manda ]]></title>
<link>http://softaoke.wordpress.com/?p=16</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 01 Aug 2008 11:03:18 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[Napoli - Ha scritto un messaggio sul cellulare. &#8220;Voglio raggiungere la mia nonna, l&#8217;unic]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Napoli - Ha scritto un messaggio sul cellulare. "Voglio raggiungere la mia nonna, l'unica persona che mi amava più di te". L'ha mandato all'ex fidanzato: "Te l'avevo detto che senza di te non posso vivere". Poi si è buttata dal balcone. E' morta così una ragazza di 16 anni, che sarebbero stati 17 tra quattro giorni. Sul posto è arrivata un'ambulanza del 118, ma per i medici c'è stato ben poco da fare. L ragazza è morta sul colpo. Secondo gli agenti, che hanno ricostruito le ultime ore di vita della giovane, la tragedia sarebbe da ricollegare alla delusione d'amore.<br />
	 <br><br>Fonte: http://www.ilgiornale.it/a.pic1?ID=280300</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Lamu 2]]></title>
<link>http://scdalsgaard.wordpress.com/?p=168</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 29 Jul 2008 09:28:26 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Søren Dalsgaard</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Efter 8 timer i helvede (dvs bussen) landede vi i paradis (Lamu) for to dage siden. Foelelsen af ste]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Efter 8 timer i helvede (dvs bussen) landede vi i paradis (Lamu) for to dage siden. Foelelsen af stedet er blevet udvidet lidt. For det foerste kan vi lidt mere swahili denne gang end sidste gang vi var her i april, for det andet kender vi stedet og ved hvad der er af interessante ting at goere. For det tredje har vi denne gang godt selskab, da vi jo har Mikael med os. Det er ganske godt at vaere tilbage.</p>
<p>Stedet har akkurat den samme charme som det altid har haft. Vi tog den obligatoriske dhow-tur (en lille traditionel sejlbaad) i gaar og saa nogle ruiner fra det 17. aarh. paa nabooeen og spiste frokost paa Manda Beach. Resten af dagen dinglede vi rundt i byens gader med daarlig balancesans pga. den gyngende baad. I dag tager vi rundt til byens museer og tager ellers bare en slapper. I morgen tager vi flyet tilbage til Nairobi (og undslipper paa den maade endnu et helvede :D ).</p>
<p>Billeder maa I vente med til vi kommer hjem. Hyg jer derhjemme i sommervarmen. I har nok ca samme temperaturer som vi har i Lamu, men en del varmere end vi har i Nairobi.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[It's a long hard road, but I'm gonna get there.]]></title>
<link>http://motherswithcancer.wordpress.com/?p=252</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 27 Jul 2008 01:22:39 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>alabamapink</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Before I begin: I&#8217;m thirty-three, smug married, and wrangler to a wacky two-and-a-half-year-ol]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>Before I begin: I'm thirty-three, smug married, and wrangler to a wacky two-and-a-half-year-old.  In April of this year, I was diagnosed with acute myelogenous leukemia.  Based on the sub-type of AML that I have (The Mean and Nasty Kind), the White Coat Folks have recommended a bone marrow transplant as part of my treatment.  The entirety of this post resides at <a href="http://alabamapink.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-long-hard-road-but-im-gonna-get.html" target="_blank">Whoa, Camel</a>.</em></p>
<p>At the beginning of this month, my family and I had a meeting with the VCU bone marrow transplant team , and since then I've gotten about 20 pounds of literature about the whole process, from soup to nuts. Needless to say, that kind of volume of information can overwhelm a gal. The one big impression I've gleaned from all this reading is that the bone marrow transplant process is going to suck. Big time. Unfortunately, it's the best possible treatment for my subtype of AML, which, with chemo only, will return and will be more aggressive upon it's return. My leukemia would most certainly be the death of me if untreated or treated improperly. On the other hand, I could die as a result of the bone marrow transplant. Totally not cool. BMT is not a cure for AML; I've got cancer not polio. Still, I consider it the strongest course of treatment to buy me more time on this earth. So them's the facts, and I've got to put on my big girl panties and take my medicine.</p>
<p>The best metaphor I could think of for a bone marrow transplant is from <span style="font-style:italic;">Ender's Game</span>.  It's like wiping out the bugger race and then sending in human colonists to live in the abandoned bugger settlements.</p>
<p>See, the transplant process breaks down like this: Once a donor is found and coordination for the marrow harvesting completed, my butt is tossed back in The Big House. First, my body will undergo radiation treatments twice a day for six days, followed by two days of chemo. The real serious bitchass side effects will come from this treatment. The radiation/chemo cocktail will seriously inflame my mouth, throat, and GI tract, making eating unpleasant and difficult. My diet will be kept strictly bland for this purpose, and if it becomes necessary, IV nutrition will become part of my treatment. My energy levels will crash and burn. Rashes are a common side effect, and so because my skin is already super rash-prone, I'll probably end up looking like Miss Hiroshima 1945.</p>
<p>Once the site has been thoroughly nuked from orbit, just to be safe, I'll get my transplant. It'll go down a lot like a regular blood transfusion. From there it's a waiting game. Waiting to see if the new cells graft properly. My immune system will be trash at this point, so my risk of infection is doubly high. The White Coat Folks will have me on a myriad of drugs to prevent infection, as well as to manage any graft-versus-host issues that arise. Just like any transplant patient, I'm at risk for rejection. My new immune system will more than likely attack it's new host body in some way, shape, or form. The drugs will hopefully manage the severity of the attacks.  From what I've read, a mild case of GVH is a good thing. One of the more common GVH symptoms is a skin rash. AWESOME.</p>
<p>This stint in the hospital will take a month at least, if I don't develop serious complications from the transplant that would necessitate a longer stay. I'll be able to have visitors, just no sick ones. I'll be completely confined to my room. In other words, the best four weeks of my life.</p>
<p>Once I'm deemed okay enough to go home, I'll need a full-time caregiver. For the first few months, I'll have daily clinic visits and multiple transfusions. My medicinal routine will be quite extensive. I will more than likely run high fevers and need hospitalizations. There will be strict neutropenic precautions to follow-no fresh fruits or vegetables, no "dirty" chores, no contact with the cats, no cooking that involves raw foods. I'll be mostly confined to the house, no visiting places with large groups of people, and if I want to take a stroll around the block, I've got to mask up.</p>
<p>This semi-seclusion will last anywhere from six to nine months, followed by a slow reintroduction into the germy wide world. I'll still be monitored pretty closely to make sure my new immune system is grafting properly. Still taking a crapload of pills. There will also be monthly bone marrow biopsies to make sure my transplant also kicked out the leukemia. I'll need to get all of my baby vaccines again.</p>
<p>For the next year to year-and-a-half, my life will suck. There is a strong possibility I could get super-duper sick from the BMT. GVH could kick my ass in all kinds of crazy ways. I could also suffer long term side effects from the radiation like thyroid issues or other cancers such as skin or mouth. <span style="font-style:italic;">(Unfortunately, I won't get any keen powers from all that radiation. I was really looking forward to being able to blow stuff up with my mind or something to that effect.)</span></p>
<p>This is the giant white wall that has been thrown down into my path. I can't see around it or over it to the other side. I have no idea whether or not the treatment will be successful or will make mincemeat of me. I might not live through this or I could live my life with a body all chewed to hell. Naturally, this terrifies the living piss out of me.</p>
<p>At this point in the game, I need to start throwing all that fear shit out the window and start trusting in God. Better said than done folks. Job said it best that we accept good stuff from God so much better than we accept the not-so-good stuff. Time to start flexing those faith muscles.</p>
<p>But I'm gonna get there.  I'm heading for the morning sun.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Morcheeba – Festiwal Muzyki „Strefa Inne Brzmienia. Lublin – Lwów”, Lublin, 12.07.2008]]></title>
<link>http://lukaszkusmierz.wordpress.com/?p=117</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 14 Jul 2008 14:23:57 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>lukaszkusmierz</dc:creator>
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Koncert Morcheeby, zapowiadany, jako największe wydarzenie lubelsko-lwowskiego festiwalu okazał s]]></description>
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<p>Koncert Morcheeby, zapowiadany, jako największe wydarzenie lubelsko-lwowskiego festiwalu okazał się dowodem na to, że pierwsze wrażenie bywa czasami mylące.</p>
<p>W sobotni wieczór w Lublinie było gorąco i parno, co w kontekście pogody w pozostałej części kraju mogło zwiastować potężną burzę w trakcie koncertu lub w dalszym ciągu saunę. Tak źle i tak niedobrze. Zastanawiała lokalizacja sceny - na lubelskiej starówce, tuż obok Trybunału Koronnego wciśnięta pomiędzy zabytkowe kamienice. Cena biletów (99 zł), mała jak na występ zagranicznej gwiazdy, ale całkiem spora, jeśli brać pod uwagę region i fakt, iż w związku z wakacjami 1/3 miasta wyjechała (czyli studenci) nie nastrajała optymistycznie co do frekwencji i faktycznie - jeszcze kilka minut przed występem Morcheeby była ona przerażająco niska. Dość powiedzieć, że Ross Godfrey na teren festiwalu przemknął wśród ludności praktycznie niezauważony, nienagabywany o autograf czy rozmowę. Potem jednak na scenie pojawił się sześcioosobowy skład i zaczął się koncert.</p>
<p><img class="size-full wp-image-119 alignleft" src="http://lukaszkusmierz.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/dscn7957.jpg" alt="" width="270" height="360" /></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Są takie występy, które choć ściągają największe gwiazdy muzyki i tłumy odbiorców, nie elektryzują. Są też takie, które wg racjonalnych przesłanek powinny zakończyć się katastrofą, tymczasem jest zupełnie na odwrót. W sobotni wieczór między Brytyjczykami a lubelską publicznością była chemia. Pierwsi wyluzowani, z uśmiechami na twarzach, ewidentnie zadowoleni i troszeczkę oszołomieni tak gorącym przyjęciem. Drudzy - zaskoczyli z kolei mnie. Okrzyki aprobaty, rzęsiste brawa pomiędzy utworami, które ucichały w jednej sekundzie, gdy zespół zaczynał grać, taniec, nieśmiałe pląsy, uśmiechy na twarzach. Poza tym pełen przedział wiekowy, ale odbiór muzyki jednorodnie pozytywny.</p>
<p><img class="size-medium wp-image-120 alignright" src="http://lukaszkusmierz.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/dscn7951.jpg?w=225" alt="" width="225" height="300" /></p>
<p>Morcheeba sprawę hitów załatwiła na samym początku grając już jako drugie, oczywiście entuzjastycznie przyjęte przez publiczność „Otherwise". Cały set na szczęście nie okazał się promocją ostatniej tylko płyty „Dive Deep", którą reprezentowały przede wszystkim singlowe „Enjoy the Ride", „Gained the World" czy zaśpiewane przez basistę Bradleya Burgessa „Run Honey Run". Dużo było starszych numerów m.in. znane z „Big Calm" „The Sea", „Trigger Hippie", „Over and Over" z wejściem ciężkiego bitu po pierwszej zwrotce, „Blindfold", „Part of the Process" czy chyba najbardziej żywiołowo przyjęte przez publikę „The Music That We Hear (Moog Island)". W pewnym momencie w powietrze wystrzeliły parasolki, zaczął padać deszcz. Na szczęście pogoda nie zniszczyła tego wieczoru i po kilku minutach wszelką ochronę przed zmoknięciem można było schować. Z resztą sam band podtrzymywał temperaturę - tu szczególne słowa uznania dla wokalistki Mandy. Wiadomo, że nie jest łatwo zastąpić charyzmę i ciekłokrystaliczny głos Skye Edwards. Francuzka kipi energią na scenie, czaruje urokiem osobistym i ma bodaj najbardziej zbliżoną barwę głosu do Skye ze wszystkich wokalistek, które pojawiły się w Morcheebie po jej odejściu. Reszta zespołu również w formie, a Ross wycinał całkiem zgrabne solówki na gitarze. Tym samym wiadome było, że fani wyciągną skandowaniem „Mor-chee-ba" zespół na bisy, na których wybrzmiały m.in. zaśpiewane po francusku przy akompaniamencie gitary akustycznej „Au-delà" (jakiś widz nie wytrzymał i krzyknął ekstatycznie do artystów, czym wywołał uśmiech na twarzy Rossa) i oczywiście roztańczony überhit „Rome Wasn't Built in a Day". W sumie zespół zagrał mniej więcej półtorej godziny. Prywatne rozczarowania? Tylko jeden utwór z „Charango".</p>
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<p>Lokalizacja koncertu okazała się udanym posunięciem. Otwarta przestrzeń, ale jednocześnie bliskość starych kamienic wywołuje wrażenie, jakbyśmy byli w jakimś zabytkowym pałacu z otwartym dachem. Mury bardzo ładnie zbierały dźwięk, a nad sceną górowała Wieża Trynitarska. Cena biletów spowodowała to, że na Morcheebę przyszli ci, którzy autentycznie chcieli tam być, co było widać po reakcji zgromadzonych na placu ludzi oraz po twarzach muzyków. Z resztą w pewnym momencie Ross Godrefy (wznoszący co jakiś czas toasty z kubeczka z wiadomym raczej płynem i z butelek Budweisera) rzucił do ludzi, iż chciałby być wśród nich i zamiast grać, bawić się tak jak oni tego wieczora.</p>
<p><em>Za pomoc przy opracowywaniu relacji i zdjęcia dziękuję Kamili.</em></p>
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<title><![CDATA[In the beginning....]]></title>
<link>http://anothersideofmanda.wordpress.com/?p=7</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 03 Jul 2008 17:27:47 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>anothersideofmanda</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[In the beginning Manda decided to write. Writing it all out seemed to put things in perspective for ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color:#808000;">In the beginning Manda decided to write. Writing it all out seemed to put things in perspective for her, and she needed the outlet to think things out. And so she began....</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#808000;">I want to be completely honest here, or at least as honest as one can be, and state that this is for me alone. I don't care if people read this or not. This is my outlet, where I am myself and not just a title. I am sure that I will offend people with my sailor mouth, my often unpopular views, and my outspoken tendencies. In advance, I would like to say feel free to abstaining from reading this. This is my little place in the world where I am myself and it is not something I will be apologizing for. </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#808000;">A little about myself in case you have no clue who I am....</span></p>
<div><span style="color:#808000;">I am 27, married, and have three children ages 10,7, and 6. I am a redhead with a horrible temper and a bad mouth. I am fat, and only care sometimes. I work for a hospital and am soon to resume college to complete my RN requirements. I married my children's father six years ago, and we grew up together. I live in Kansas, and it is boorish, but my home. Recently I have gone through much grief and I am trying to work it all out. It is a very slow process. I am often contradictory, but passionate in what I feel and say. I am never wrong. I also think that this paragraph has too many "I" statements in it.</span></div>
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[wp_caption id="attachment_8" align="alignnone" width="226" caption="The Kids"]<a href="http://anothersideofmanda.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/1528169340_l.jpg"><img class="size-medium wp-image-8" src="http://anothersideofmanda.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/1528169340_l.jpg?w=226" alt="The Kids" width="226" height="300" /></a>[/wp_caption]
<p>This are my sarcastic, over the top kids. This was taken last summer, so obviously they are bigger and slightly more mouthy than when this photo was taken.</p>
[wp_caption id="attachment_9" align="alignnone" width="300" caption="Pee always looks terrified, but I swear we were just playing."]<a href="http://anothersideofmanda.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/photomoto-0105.jpg"><img class="size-medium wp-image-9" src="http://anothersideofmanda.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/photomoto-0105.jpg?w=300" alt="Pee always looks terrified, but I swear we were just playing." width="300" height="225" /></a>[/wp_caption]
<p>This is Princess, my mother's dog. She was supposed to be a breading chiuaua, but she never grew past two and a half pounds. My mother loved this dog more than she loved us, hehe. When my mother passed away last November, I stole Princess from my father, and renamed her Peepee. I hated her name. She is an extension of my mother in my eyes.</p>
[wp_caption id="attachment_10" align="alignnone" width="300" caption="Just me, being me....stupid."]<a href="http://anothersideofmanda.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/just-me-3_edited.jpg"><img class="size-medium wp-image-10" src="http://anothersideofmanda.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/just-me-3_edited.jpg?w=300" alt="Just me, being me....stupid." width="300" height="225" /></a>[/wp_caption]
<p>And here I am. <strong>Just being Manda.</strong> Which is what this is all about.</p>
<p>Have a good day.</p>
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<link>http://aspiringyouth.wordpress.com/?p=8</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2008 21:20:49 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Tom</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Spain just won the European cup.we care?i find it hard to be very enthusiastic about football when w]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Spain just won the European cup.we care?i find it hard to be very enthusiastic about football when we have a shockingly bad team that has pretty much wasted everyones time for the last two years?</p>
<p>Anyway as i sit here having eaten everything,ever.I find I've had the laziest day.Jess left to go and be productive and i have literally been in a pair of shorts and my brothers t-shirts sitting in front of the t.v/laptop looking over photos of my (and Manda's) first club night</p>
<p><a href="http://aspiringyouth.wordpress.com/files/2008/06/n633455314_3381350_4829.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-10" src="http://aspiringyouth.wordpress.com/files/2008/06/n633455314_3381350_4829.jpg" alt="" width="333" height="500" /></a></p>
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<p><a href="http://aspiringyouth.wordpress.com/files/2008/06/2621573485_0a50636ab3.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-9" src="http://aspiringyouth.wordpress.com/files/2008/06/2621573485_0a50636ab3.jpg" alt="" width="333" height="500" /></a></p>
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<p><a href="http://aspiringyouth.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/2622492844_e6d9abfeb2.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-11" src="http://aspiringyouth.wordpress.com/files/2008/06/2622492844_e6d9abfeb2.jpg" alt="" width="420" height="279" /></a></p>
<p>http://flickr.com/photos/thombird/ to see all the other photos.</p>
<p>We got there around two o clok and spent a good 5 hours making the place look pretty pity theres no photos of all our hard work,needless to say,the sweets and cakes were pretty much all gone at the end of the night.</p>
<p>It generally went really well.everyone was saying it was a success.I was exceedingly drunk and spent most of my time looking after djs and trying to fix the audio(and generally getting more and more wasted),the only problem we had was the fact we had one dj that was using vinyls and we had so many leads on the table that we mixed something up and she couldn't hear her music through the headphones.Poor</p>
<p>also the lovely girls at the real heat were djing downstairs,such a nice girls.phone numbers were exchanged and catch ups will happen,next clubnight should be early august.expect more of the same just alot bigger and alot better.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Tapovan–The heaven in the earth !]]></title>
<link>http://trekwords.wordpress.com/?p=42</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 16 Jun 2008 11:17:57 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>trekwords</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[The abode of peace that offered its tranquil silence to the meditative soul of Bhagirah to seek for ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align:justify;"><em>The abode of peace that offered its tranquil silence to the meditative soul of Bhagirah to seek for penitence of hundreds of thousands sons of Kinga Sagara; the ingenious dreamland of all-encompassing sense that fills in itself with musical footsteps of gods; the vista that presents the confluence of diverse streams of philosophical pursuits of spiritualism of India; such heavenly world is “Tapovan”.</em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><em>The heart cannot sense how silently a gentle breeze of peace creeps deep within into while in journey moves on touching sacred places like Uttarkashi, Harsil and Gangotri.</em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><em> The swirling path that traverses through verdant green of Chirabasa leaves only a few witnessing wanderers and the holy river Ganges to stare alone. Proceeding along, the trail presents imagery of glorious presence of Sudarshan, Manda peaks upon vast blue expanse of sky and it finally unfolds a relaxing cradle—Goumukh—tenderly comforted in white apparel of Bhagirathi sisters.</em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><em>Mystifying colours of glaciers and a distant melodious tune of some divine flute inspire an inexplicable rhythm to embrace eyes, soul and the being into harmony; and, its rewards with all-pervading calmness to forget about strain of the steep ascent as if someone heaves with some invisible strings.</em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><em>Upon the vales, clouds whisper and their emotive expressions create newer and newer tunes, which echo around in waves of some sacred melody. Such absolute peace pervades with sacred touch of blessings from the Shivlinga and Meru, Jogin and Bhagirathi sisters stare on mutedly upon His profound love for the nature. The world blushes in supreme radiance; its holiness washes out sins of whole life and it flows down to the earth following sanctified stream of Akashganga.</em></p>
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<p style="text-align:right;" align="right"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">[ Published under the author’s permission ]</span></em></span></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><em><span style="font-size:12pt;color:#008000;font-family:Calibri;letter-spacing:1pt;">[ Original publication at </span></em><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;letter-spacing:1pt;"><a href="http://www.saibarman.wordpress.com/"><em><span style="color:#008000;font-family:Calibri;">www.saibarman.wordpress.com</span></em></a><em><span style="color:#008000;font-family:Calibri;"> on June 16, 2008–the readers are requested to express their comments on the original Blog as mentioned above ]</span></em></span></p>
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<pubDate>Mon, 16 Jun 2008 10:54:26 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Saibal Barman</dc:creator>
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The abode of peace that offered its tranquil silence to the meditative soul of Bhagirah to seek for]]></description>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;margin:0;"><em><span style="letter-spacing:1.5pt;">The abode of peace that offered its tranquil silence to the meditative soul of Bhagirah to seek for penitence of hundreds of thousands sons of Kinga Sagara; the ingenious dreamland of all-encompassing sense that fills in itself with musical footsteps of gods; the vista that presents the confluence of diverse streams of philosophical pursuits of spiritualism of India; such heavenly world is “Tapovan”.</span></em></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;margin:0;"><em><span style="letter-spacing:1.5pt;">The heart cannot sense how silently a gentle breeze of peace creeps deep within into while in journey moves on touching sacred places like Uttarkashi, Harsil and Gangotri.</span></em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;margin:0;"><em><span style="letter-spacing:1.5pt;"> </span></em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;margin:0;"><em><span style="letter-spacing:1.5pt;">The swirling path that traverses through verdant green of Chirabasa leaves only a few witnessing wanderers and the holy river Ganges to stare alone. Proceeding along, the trail presents imagery of glorious presence of <span> </span>Sudarshan, Manda peaks upon vast blue expanse of sky and it finally unfolds a relaxing cradle—Goumukh—tenderly comforted in white apparel of Bhagirathi sisters. </span></em></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;margin:0;"><em><span style="letter-spacing:1.5pt;">Mystifying colours of glaciers and a distant melodious tune of some divine flute inspire an inexplicable rhythm to embrace eyes, soul and the being into harmony; and, its rewards with all-pervading calmness to forget about strain of the steep ascent as if someone heaves with some invisible strings.</span></em></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;margin:0;"><em><span style="letter-spacing:1.5pt;">Upon the vales, clouds whisper and their emotive expressions create newer and newer tunes, which echo around in waves of some sacred melody. Such absolute peace pervades with sacred touch of blessings from the Shivlinga and Meru, Jogin and Bhagirathi sisters stare on mutedly upon His profound love for the nature. The world blushes in supreme radiance; its holiness washes out sins of whole life and it flows down to the earth following sanctified stream of Akashganga. <span> </span><span> </span><span> </span></span></em></p>
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<title><![CDATA[And then some.]]></title>
<link>http://marriedin.wordpress.com/?p=5</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 05 Jun 2008 15:39:13 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Manda &#38; Gaby</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[So though it seems that this is our first post beyond our initial hello to the blogger community and]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So though it seems that this is our first post beyond our initial hello to the blogger community and, thus, to the world, this is not so. Gaby cheated. She wrote a post last night (that I loved), but she decided she didn't like it anymore, and, thus, it is not here anymore. I sneakily had plans to sneak onto our Dashboard and repost it, but she actually deleted it. Alas, the first words will be mine, then.</p>
<p>It's always hard to start things, I think. I want to dive right in and tell you about this past weekend I spent with Gaby's family, about our upcoming double date with our gay boyfriend Dustin and his new main squeeze, about everything we do everyday, but it's possible that there needs to be some more explanation than our two-paragraph brief history that barely served as the opening credits of our story, our stories.</p>
<p>Gaby and I have been on this journey for just under one year. My best friend from college, Anna, who has, thankfully, become one of Gaby's best friends as well, has been dating her pseudo-fiancée for 7 and a half years, so we often get <em>that </em>kind of look from those like her at the mere concept for being able to measure our relationship in months. That said, even Anna forgets that we don't have the longevity under our belt that she and her honey do. Our single friends do call us married with no slight in their voices. Why does this matter? It tells you a lot about who we are, why we're here. Neither Gaby nor I come from a past of serial monogamy, or a history of falling head-over-heels for every pretty (or not-so-pretty) face that comes along. Instead, Gaby's entire experience is limited, is characterized by high-school relationships that she had mainly because what do closeted lesbians do in high school but date boys they don't really want to do date. (Technically, based on the structure of <em>Married In, </em>I'm not supposed to self-report, but I think this getting-to-know-each-other bit could be a fair exception.) My experience is nothing short of extensive by comparison. I did exactly what Gaby did, but a series of many years of unfortunate events and extenuating circumstances made my closeted self seek out denial in the form of relationships with many people, all of whom were (okay, <em>most </em>of whom) were terrible people, much less terrible ideas. I had a reputation as a player, and i had no ability to settle down. I couldn't even imagine a time in my life when my relationships didn't feel like cages i couldn't wait to break out of, and I certainly couldn't foresee happiness in a stable, committed, kinda/sorta living-together relationship. For Gaby, I am the first big deal, but she has no doubts. For me, she is all the things I didn't know I'd ever want, couldn't fathom I'd ever be able to have. She's my everything, and then some.</p>
<p>Okay, enough talking about our relationship. Enough. Enough. Next up, I'm going to see if I can get Gaby to write a brief explanation of our families... hmm we'll see if that flies.</p>
<p>Thanks for reading, but, more specifically - if you did - thanks for caring.</p>
<p>Manda</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Categoria "Very Special Lounge" (Part 2) din Mix 38 - Huge Pack]]></title>
<link>http://lulaec.wordpress.com/?p=89</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2008 19:40:52 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Vladutz Bodea (tbitbLULA)</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Aici chiar gasim melodii foarte speciale&#8230; Ascultati cu mare atentie!
20. Inspired by Marinutza]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Aici chiar gasim melodii foarte speciale... Ascultati cu mare atentie!</p>
<p>20. Inspired by Marinutza si Radu, o melodie in franceza absolut GENIALA!</p>
<p>Morcheeba Ft. Manda- Au dela</p>
<p><span style='text-align:center; display: block;'><object width='425' height='350'><param name='movie' value='http://www.youtube.com/v/Uw9sduiOn5I'></param><param name='wmode' value='transparent'></param><embed src='http://www.youtube.com/v/Uw9sduiOn5I&rel=0' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' width='425' height='350'></embed></object></span></p>
<p>21. O piesa de rezistenta!!! MUST <span style="text-decoration:underline;">SEE</span> &#38; HEAR!!!! Inspired by W!!! <span style="color:#ff0000;">Cea mai tare descoperire a acestui Mix, cel putin!!!</span></p>
<p>Koop - Island Blues</p>
<p><span style='text-align:center; display: block;'><object width='425' height='350'><param name='movie' value='http://www.youtube.com/v/qTTGX27fsA4'></param><param name='wmode' value='transparent'></param><embed src='http://www.youtube.com/v/qTTGX27fsA4&rel=0' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' width='425' height='350'></embed></object></span></p>
<p>22. Inca o piesa de chill/lounge geniala, asimilata simultan si placuta imediat de catre mine, Uana si W.</p>
<p>Zero 7 Ft. Jose Gonzales - Today</p>
<p><span style='text-align:center; display: block;'><object width='425' height='350'><param name='movie' value='http://www.youtube.com/v/FOat8bG3sJA'></param><param name='wmode' value='transparent'></param><embed src='http://www.youtube.com/v/FOat8bG3sJA&rel=0' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' width='425' height='350'></embed></object></span></p>
<p>23. De pe Guerrilla direct in inimile noastre.</p>
<p>Goldfrapp - Happiness (Single Version)</p>
<p><span style='text-align:center; display: block;'><object width='425' height='350'><param name='movie' value='http://www.youtube.com/v/CqvR1SbeDHg'></param><param name='wmode' value='transparent'></param><embed src='http://www.youtube.com/v/CqvR1SbeDHg&rel=0' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' width='425' height='350'></embed></object></span></p>
<p>24. Si inca o lovitura de la Marinutza...</p>
<p>Pep's Ft. Djazia - Liberta</p>
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<title><![CDATA[MORCHEEBA]]></title>
<link>http://pflog.wordpress.com/?p=563</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 23 Apr 2008 22:41:58 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>pfoffie</dc:creator>
<guid>http://pflog.wordpress.com/?p=563</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Huiii&#8230;. Selten war ich auf Konzerten, bei welchen ich die Musik der spielenden Band kaum kannt]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Huiii.... Selten war ich auf Konzerten, bei welchen ich die Musik der spielenden Band kaum kannte. Gerade eben war das jedoch der Fall: Ich war am <a href="http://www.morcheeba.co.uk/">Morcheeba</a> Konzert im Volkshaus in Zürich. </p>
<p>"Kaum" Musik zu kennen, ist etwas übertrieben. Ich kenne das Album "<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Big_Calm">Big Calm</a>" so gut wie "In und auswendig" und des weiteren kenne ich so die hälfte des neusten Albums "<a href="http://www.morcheeba.co.uk/">Dive Deep</a>". </p>
<p>Es war mal wieder ein supergeiles Konzert. Wirklich, das könnt ihr mir glauben, es war verdammt geil! Vierte Reihe stehend, hören und sahen wir einerseits total begabte Musiker als auch die überbegabte, ominöse Manda mit dem seltsamen, auf extremste Art passenden Tanzstil und einer wunderbaren Stimme, welche in keiner Art an die Von Skye Edwards erinnert aber auch überhaupt nicht in deren Schatten steht.</p>
<p>Ein besonderes Mankerl war - für mich zumindest - der Fakt, dass sie meinen Lieblingssong spielten. Der Song "<a href="//www.youtube.com/watch?v=84sHbIvDC0I">Run Honey Run</a>" - offenbar ein Cover - welcher auf dem Album von einem ominösen, nicht weiter spezifierten "<a href="http://www.myspace.com/badgerburgess">Bradley</a>" gesungen wird. Als ich den Song zum ersten mal hörte war mein erster Gedanke: Wenn dieser "huhubradleyhuhu" wirklich so singen kann, dann würd ich den gleich vom Fleck weg Heiraten. Der hat wirklich ne verdammt geile Stimme. Coolerweise war er, der ominöse Bradley, auch noch der Bassist oder was-auch-immer-ist von Morcheeba und sang deshalb natürlich seinen "Run honey run"-Song... und ich sag euch: HEIRATEN!</p>
<p>Damit auch ihr noch einen Eindruck von Morcheeba erhalten könnt, hier der oben erwähnte Song: "Run honey Run"<br />
<span style='text-align:center; display: block;'><object width='425' height='350'><param name='movie' value='http://www.youtube.com/v/84sHbIvDC0I'></param><param name='wmode' value='transparent'></param><embed src='http://www.youtube.com/v/84sHbIvDC0I&rel=0' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' width='425' height='350'></embed></object></span></p>
<p>so und jetzt ab in's Bettchen - pf</p>
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<link>http://scdalsgaard.wordpress.com/2008/04/10/turen-gaar-til-lamu/</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 10 Apr 2008 17:30:26 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Søren Dalsgaard</dc:creator>
<guid>http://scdalsgaard.wordpress.com/2008/04/10/turen-gaar-til-lamu/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Saa er ferien startet og vi landede i Paradis tirsdag eftermiddag efter 2 dages bustur. Lamu ligger ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Saa er ferien startet og vi landede i Paradis tirsdag eftermiddag efter 2 dages bustur. Lamu ligger paa en oe ved Kenyas kyst ikke saa langt fra Somalia. Byen er et tidligere handelscentrum for arabisk handel til Oestafrika. Nu er den en afsidesliggende lille by, men enormt hyggelig, og med en atmosfaere, der vidner om en rig tradition og historie. Byen er faktisk meget veludviklet selvom der kun findes en bil og en traktor i byen. Det har nemlig sine praktiske aarsager idet gaderne er smalle og veje er ikke-eksisterende. I stedet bruger man aesler, gaaben og dhows (traditionelle skibe).</p>
<p>Stemningen er en blanding mellem afrikansk og arabisk. Turister findes, men ikke i store maengder, og de lokale er for det meste ret uimponerede af hvide mennesker. Der bliver som regel ikke taget notits af os, men folk er venlige og opfoerer sig som man forventer det i et lokalsamfund. Vi bor i foerste raekke til vandet med en skoen tagterasse og et fint vaerelse i bedste swahili-stil og med havudsigt. Byen byder paa et pa smaa museer, et lille fort, en del moskeer, og en smal hovedgade, to til tre meter cementgulv som er klemt inde mellem tre-fire etagers hoeje gamle swahilihse. Af og til passerer man flot udskaarne traedoere i gammel swahilistil, et vidnesbyrd om en stolt tradition.</p>
<p>De foerste par dage er gaaet med super-afslapning - lige efter indbyggernes stil: En tur ned og drikke en passion juice (eller banan, eller mango, eller ...), ned og sidde paa en baenk paa havnen og kigge paa skibene og tidevandet, tilbage til vaerelset, op paa tagterassen og dase ... og saa videre. Kunne livet vaere bedre?</p>
<p>I dag var vi forbi nabobyen ca 40 minutters gang herfra. En del expats har koebt en grund der som feriehus, saa der ligger en del utrolig flotte huse, som vidner om at folk har lidt flere penge mellem haenderne. Den naerliggende strand er som man forestiller sig strandende paa Oestafrikas kyst - bare naesten uden mennesker. Billeder af skoenhederne maa I vente paa til vi kommer hjem.</p>
<p>En af dagene tager vi nok en dhow-tur til nabooeen Manda. Her ligger der nogle ruiner, men derudover er det nu mest for sejlturens og hyggens skyld. Stranden derovre ser nu ogsaa ganske skoen ud gennem kikkerten.</p>
<p>Lamu skal opleves!</p>
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<link>http://blogbearsbrasil.wordpress.com/?p=227</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 24 Mar 2008 16:32:36 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>blogbearsbrasil</dc:creator>
<guid>http://blogbearsbrasil.wordpress.com/?p=227</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Iniciamos hoje a essa nova parte do blog, em que você é o escritor. Envie o seu e-mail para bearsb]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p align="left">Iniciamos hoje a essa nova parte do blog, em que você é o escritor. Envie o seu e-mail para <a href="mailto:bearsbrasil@gmail.com">bearsbrasil@gmail.com</a> dizendo quem você acha que o Bears vai/deve escolher no draft. O e-mail deve conter a justificativa da escolha, e o nome de quem o mandou.</p>
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<p align="left">Falando sobre o draft...</p>
<p align="left"> ---&#62; O Bears se encontrou essa semana com : o WR Chris Hamilton , o S Haruki Nakamura e o QB Nick Hill</p>
<p align="left">---&#62; O time tambem esta mostrando grande interesse no RB Matt Forte ( provavel 3nd round) e no OT Chris Williams ( provavel 1st round)</p>
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<title><![CDATA[PERKENALAN]]></title>
<link>http://charmingidiot.wordpress.com/?p=3</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 05 Feb 2008 15:49:19 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>charmingidiot</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Alow, w baru mau nyoba blog nihc.. tlong di bantu yeah.
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<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Alow, w baru mau nyoba blog nihc.. tlong di bantu yeah.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[La Mail Express manda via Laraia]]></title>
<link>http://driveu.wordpress.com/2008/01/12/la-mail-express-manda-via-laraia/</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 10:35:01 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[Il presidente rossoblu Ledda spiega: «Ha mancato di rispetto al nostro allenatore Brutti e, di rifl]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote><font color="#000000">Il presidente rossoblu Ledda spiega: «Ha mancato di rispetto al nostro allenatore Brutti e, di riflesso, ai suoi compagni di squadra». Che intanto torneranno in campo sabato sera, in quel di Castelferretti. </font></p></blockquote>
<p><font color="#000000">SAN BENEDETTO DEL TRONTO – Dopo Matteo Giovannetti lascia la <strong>Mail Express</strong> anche <strong>Christian Laraia</strong>. Stavolta però la decisione è stata </font><a href="http://contoit.freehostia.com"><font color="#000000">presa</font></a><font color="#000000"> dalla società e non dal giocatore.</font></p>
<p><font color="#000000">Lo scorso novembre il palleggiatore romano decise di sua spontanea volontà, essendo nel frattempo arrivato in rossoblu un altro alzatore – </font><a href="http://credivto.freehostia.com"><font color="#000000">il</font></a><font color="#000000"> brasiliano Alexandre Della Nina – di fare le valigie. A fine dicembre è stato invece il sodalizio rossoblu ad allontanare lo schiacciatore teramano.</font></p>
<p><font color="#000000">«Laraia ha mancato di rispetto al nostro allenatore Brutti e, di riflesso, ai suoi compagni di squadra» spiega il presidente <strong>Bachisio Ledda</strong>. Che aggiunge: «Spesso quando non veniva impiegato o magari sostituito nel corso della gara, disapprovava l’operato del nostro allenatore con atteggiamenti poco edificanti. Il culmine è stato raggiunto quando lo stesso Laraia si è permesso di contestare Brutti </font><a href="http://bvanche.freehostia.com"><font color="#000000">su</font></a><font color="#000000"> un blog di internet».</font></p>
<p><font color="#000000">«Abbiamo ritenuto che la mancanza di correttezza nei confronti dell’allenatore sia un fatto gravissimo tanto che mi è sembrato opportuno risolvere in tronco il rapporto professionale per giusta causa, come previsto dal punto 3 del contratto sottoscritto a </font><a href="http://aczioni.freehostia.com"><font color="#000000">suo</font></a><font color="#000000"> tempo dalle parti».</font></p>
<p><font color="#000000">«Crediamo che il suo allontanamento possa costituire da monito per gli altri giocatori – ha concluso Ledda – e quindi giovare alla causa, affinché si possa creare un clima di serenità e rispetto dei ruoli all'interno dello spogliatoio, condizione quest'ultima fondamentale per il raggiungimento del risultato sportivo».</font></p>
<p><font color="#000000"><strong>CAMPIONATO.</strong> Intanto la squadra si sta allenando in vista del prossimo impegno di campionato, previsto </font><a href="http://abbiglida.freehostia.com"><font color="#000000">per</font></a><font color="#000000"> sabato sera (ore 21) sul campo della <strong>Sabini Castelferretti</strong>.</font></p>
<p><font color="#000000">Dopo le due sconfitte filate con cui i rossoblu hanno chiuso il 2007, Jurewicz e compagni si augurano di inaugurare il nuovo anno nel migliore di modi, recuperando il terreno perso in classifica. </font></p>
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<title><![CDATA[[manda] gin-iro no olynssis 1; why am i watching this]]></title>
<link>http://twinblades.wordpress.com/2007/12/31/manda-gin-iro-no-olynssis-1-why-am-i-watching-this/</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2007 05:04:16 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>twinblades</dc:creator>
<guid>http://twinblades.wordpress.com/2007/12/31/manda-gin-iro-no-olynssis-1-why-am-i-watching-this/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Why yes, I ( surprisingly ) am still alive! I am still headphone-less which means I&#8217;m going to]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Why yes, I ( surprisingly ) am still alive! I am still headphone-less which means I'm going to be scarcer than I already am, but I still get to watch stuff when I'm alone! Which I am taking advantage of now--!</p>
<p>Anyways, starting a new series, known as <b>Gin-iro no Olynssis</b>. I admit, it's not the best anime ever ( I honestly tried watching it before and stopped at the second episode ), but I'm attempting again because my favorite seiyuu ever, Miyu Irino, is the lead male so yeah. ToT//</p>
<p>As for a summary--<i>It is the year 3567 and an Olynssis barrier that disrupts space and time covers all of Earth. The planet is also being overrun by organic machines called Gardeners, which seek to exterminate all humans on the planet. Tokito Aizawa is part of a group of hunters who destroys Gardeners and sells the scraps. Although, after encountering a girl named Tea, who calls him 'Koichi', and her machine, Silver, his life becomes more complicated.</i> Thank you Wiki. :B If you want to watch it, you can find the <a href="http://www.crunchyroll.com/showseries?id=1666">whole series</a> at Crunchyroll.</p>
<p><!--more sob, the things I do for Miyu -->We start off with a ~*mysterious female voice*~ saying "<b>Koichi</b>...", accompanied by a sort-of trippy background and water drops as background noise. This quickly goes to a purple-haired girl standing on a cliff, with auroras lighting up the sky behind her. She touches this weird looking pendant around her neck, then starts emo'ing over this "Koichi." Oh-so-convenient subtitles tells us she's at "Longitude North 43'41, Latitude West 79'20, Western Meteo Town" on "October 3rd, 3567 AD." Yeaaaah woo woo future yay.</p>
<p>OP get! It depicts our cast of characters... most of whose names I've forgotten since the last time I watched this. :D; OH WELL, we'll get introduced to them later anyways. ( P.S., if you're wondering why the style looks so familiar, the characters were designed by the person who did the character designs for Gundam SEED. )</p>
<p>Cue funky techno music and what appears to be a warzone/wasteland. A lone doll is lying on the ground next to a destroyed vehicle of some sort--it's quickly picked up by a man, who appears to know who/what's responsible for this. Cut to two green robot-things ridin' dirty and...communicating somehow. They have a big purple friend, too! ( I'd make jokes about its appearance but I'd rather not waste your time. ) Two more robots come rolling through, and pass through some infrared sensor; <b>Jin</b>, the man from earlier, is informed by someone else that the robots have tripped the sensor. Jin gets ready to roll in his own machine with some sort of phallic cannon attacked to the back; apparently these things have ranks, and the ones we saw a little earlier are composed of one A-rank and four B-ranks.</p>
<p>Scene cuts in half to reveal another man, the one who Jin was talking to. Another teammate, <b>Yousuke</b>, appears on the left, who tells <b>Misuzu</b>, another member of the squad, her position for battle. We find out that the bad robots are called <s>Decepticons</s> Gardeners, and that there are only three rather than the five Jin was told of. Misuzu then gets attacked from behind by the other two ninja Gardeners, who start CHARGIN THEIR LAZERS at her. Unnamed guy from earlier covers her, battle scene ensues! Yaaaay. Throughout the course of the battle, we're introduced to two more people on the team: <b>Bryan</b> and <b>Eileen</b>. Anyways, tl;dr, the team kicks the Gardeners' asses seven ways to Sunday.</p>
<p>But wait--they only beat four Gardeners! Where did the A-rank one go? Apparently these things like coming at Misuzu from behind, and she's unprepared for the incoming Gardener, when suddenly, BAM MOTHERFUCKER! A truck...boat thing crashes into the Gardener, taking it down. Misuzu asks if <b>Tokito</b> and Eileen are alright; Tokito responds that they've stayin' alive. ALSO THIS IS MIYU'S CHARACTER ALKS;DJFA09W3RIWJ;LKVJNAWE0R89ISG YAY--I mean. Er, Eileen tells Tokito he does a lot of retarded things ( sob Miyu y ur chars always special ), but they're okay.</p>
<p>It's revealed that the gang was called on by a town to protect them from Gardeners. It seems that they also get paid to do so, by selling the parts of the Gardeners they've destroyed, which apparently = big bucks. However, the town leader ( I think? ) refuses to pay for the "junk," because lol they fucked up the parts too much, oops. OH WELL. Anyways, they go into the town to hang out and stuff, and to replenish their supplies before moving onto the next town in need of protection. After being all BANZAI REAL FOOD, it's revealed that Tokito, our shonen retard, is stuck back at the trailer cleaning up the team's mess bawwwww. The guys tell Misuzu to get something for Tokito, who's all "gd it I'm not his babysitter. :&#124;" But it seems that Tokito's a valuable part of the team, as he's very skilled with repairing and maintenance things, and Misuzu's the one that seems to fuck up her machine the most, so she agrees to go make him feel better, "not that she wants to" awwwww.</p>
<p>She ends up getting a lot of good looking food, and we go back to the trailer where Tokito is busy checking to see if it's doing okay. However, a...oil pipe? or something? breaks, and we hear a girl's scream. Zoom out to reveal Misuzu blocking the oil with the bag of food she bought. Tokito's like "o hay you're back already? that was quick &#124;DDD" at which point Misuzu gets really pissed off! :D SURPRISE FANSERVICE in the form of Misuzu taking a shower, and it appears she's taken out her raeg on Tokito. \o\ He checks out the food, but SOB the whole thing smells like oil, do not want. Misuzu comes out then wearing an even skimpier outfit than before, and starts pulling Tokito. sob why are his characters always so whipped.</p>
<p>The two of them head back to town; Misuzu remarks how good town food tastes, and Tokito responds that one day, when they're too old to fight, that the whole team would have to settle in one town or another; then, Misuzu could have all the town food she wants. HAHA Tokito gets turned on apparently by looking at her boobs; she was going to show him something she bought, but his mind goes elsewhere and he quickly makes an excuse to go into a shop to get some more food. Say it with me now, people, "uuuuuuuke."</p>
<p>But ruh roh, looks like Tokito just took a step into a bar of some sorts? Here we're introduced to <b>Ninja McBoobs</b>, who's watching Tokito from a higher floor. She fucking <i>flies</i> down the gd stairs and out the door, but not before leaving behind something shiny. ( Heyyyy, doesn't that look familiar? ) He picks it up and runs after her, but oops Misuzu's still waiting outside lol. A mysterious <b>purple-haired girl</b> walks past her--...waiiiit, purple-haired girl? Now where have we seen her before? HMMMM.</p>
<p>Anyways, cut to Tokito searching for the woman, when SURPRISE she hides in the bushes and trips him right into some old guys playing cards. Sux2bu Tokito, sux2bu. She smiles and runs off while Tokito gets threatened by said old guys, asking what a hunter like him is doing in the town. Apparently this is how things work in this future--young people are to become vagrants and fight Gardeners until they're too old to do so any longer, at which point they settle down in a town. One of the guys GOES IN FOR A PUNCH, but is literally overthrown by the purple-haired girl from earlier--and it looks like she didn't even try.</p>
<p>In the meantime, Eileen and the guys are now chowing down at a restaurant. Jin and Bryan are eating... rather noisily with Eileen telling them to stfu, but Yousuke notices Misuzu wandering around outside.</p>
<p>WELL THAT DIDN'T LAST TOO LONG. Back to Tokito, the men have had their asses single-handedly handed to them by the girl. When she jumps up to avoid two of the men, Tokito notices that the pendant she's wearing looks exactly like the one McBoobs dropped. He places the necklace in his pocket, with the girl tearing up when she sees him. She runs to him and hugs him, calling him "<b>Koichi</b>" and exclaiming that she missed him a lot. Tokito is now V.V. CONFUSED... and we cut to something glowing UNDA DA SEA. Yeah I don't know either, but we're <i>finally</i> at the commercial break. SOB I'M SORRY FOR RAMBLING SO MUCH XD;</p>
<p>Back at the town, it appears that people are on the lookout for more Gardeners. The guys have finished eating, and they and Eileen help Misuzu look for Tokito. She's obviously worried about him, which she doesn't show when she's around him. Back to Tokito, the mysterious girl is taking him to a strange building at the broken-down amusement park--WHY ARE YOU GOING PLACES WITH STRANGERS? ... But I digress. Anyways, there's a huge lock on the door so oops. He starts asking her questions, but as soon as he looks away, the lock and chains glow and break. ... Wait what? Tokito just goes "oh I guess it was old then huh good luck o_o" and follows her inside.</p>
<p>Laughing, the girl assumes that "Koichi" has been there before, and that he was scared the first time around too. Tokito tries telling her that he's not this Koichi person she seems to think he is. She forces him onto what appears to be a water ride, and tells him that "this brings back memories." She <i>finally</i> introduces herself as <b>Tea</b> ( in the version I downloaded she says Tia, but the official spelling is Tea ), and the ride seemingly activates itself. Tokito's SCARED LIKE HELL, but Tea's just laughing, saying it's exactly like the last time they rode it.</p>
<p>On a less happy matter, the gang is getting worried--something beyond the town's boundaries apparently tripped the sensors they just finished setting. Thinking it's just an error, they switch to the radar--apparently <s>OVER NINE THOUSAND</s> <i>250</i> Gardeners have been picked up by the sensors, with five S-ranks ( the strongest Gardeners ) among them. Still concerned about Tokito, Misuzu takes off in an attempt to find him before the Gardeners strike; the others get ready for EPIC BATTORU.</p>
<p>Speaking of Tokito! Back to his situation, the death trip seems to be over; he and Tea are now in what appears to be some sort of greenhouse, with shoujo butterflies and flowers and stuff all around. Tokito asks Tea how she knew of this place, to which she responds ":&#124;&#124;&#124;&#124; we've been here before, gd it Koichi!" Tokito once again goes "KOICHI JA NAI, TOKITO DA XO" in vain. However, being the uke he is, he just gives up and tells her that she can keep calling him Koichi if that makes her happy. "IYAAAAA~N, KOICHI *_* *CLINGU*" is her response. :(</p>
<p>ENOUGH SICKENINGLY CUTE ROMANCE-Y STUFF, we cut to Eileen telling the leader of the town guard about the approaching army. He doesn't seem to believe her, so he asks one of the other town guard people to check. And he confirms! Ohhhhh shit.</p>
<p>... Sob back to Tokito and Tea now. It's revealed that Tea doesn't remember anything prior to six months ago, except Koichi, which Tokito is still \(o_O)/ over. He then asks her if she knows what an "Olynssis phenomenon" is--apparently, it's when people are ripped from their current location in the space-time continuum and thrown into either the past or the future. He thinks this is what happened with Tea, but she suddenly goes all USODA on him, and starts breaking down at the thought of being sent through time.</p>
<p>Okay back to the Gardener invasion, needs more action please. It looks like these things are ready to <i>rape</i>, and Eileen is kicking the town guard into shape. Jin is already in position; he finds out not 250 Gardeners are coming at them, but <i>more than 500</i>. Tokito and Tea are back on the ride, when Tokito recognizes the siren signaling an upcoming Gardener attack. Tea suddenly stands up, looking kinda <s>cool</s> possessed, saying that she "needs to protect Koichi." The slide they're riding on is... oops, broken! So once they reach the end, they kind of go flying into the ocean--or at least Tokito and the raft do; Tea is nowhere to be found.</p>
<p>The townspeople are panicking, and Misuzu is still searching for Tokito. He reaches the bottom of the shallow water, but quickly regains consciousness and resurfaces. Once he does, he spots Tea standing, yes standing, on the water, glowing green. He runs towards her, but something forces him back; she starts walking farther on the water, then suddenly stops. Remember the green glowy thingy from before the commercial break? It starts floating up towards where Tea is standing, and suddenly water shoots up and envelops Tea. HYDRO CANNON GET--er. Epic music ensues, and something seems to be rising up out of the funnel--the camera zooms out and we catch Ninja McBoobs--whose real name is <b>Serena</b>, according to the credits--staring at the funnel from a distance; apparently, everything is going JUST AS PLANNED.</p>
<p>Tokito figures out that...gasp, something's in there! CONGRAAAAAATULATIONSSSS! ... And now we're getting a view from space. lol wut? It seems like someone out there was expecting this to happen too, and he utters a single word, "<b>Silver</b>." ( note: It's Silber in my version's subs, but Silver is the correct translation. ) <s>OYASHIRO-SAMA</s> A pair of eyes are seen from inside the funnel, and... we end on a cliffhanger. SOB.</p>
<p><b>IMPRESSION;</b> Despite negative things I've heard from my friends concerning this series, I've always kind of liked it--but it's got that unfortunate factor that just makes it kind of... boring to watch. Not to mention the fact that Tea, who's the main lead female, gets annoying <i>really</i> quick, and she's kind of really a canon Mary Sue. I always thought Misuzu/Tokito was a lot cuter and had more backing it up, too. XO Oh well.</p>
<p>I'd honestly like it better if there was a little more fighting scenes with the Gardeners, or if the relationship between Tokito and Tea was expanded upon earlier--then again, it's called a plot point, so. But yeah, there's too much romance for it to be a good action series, and too much action for it to be a good romance series. :&#124;</p>
<p>And ultimately, the only reason I really started watching this show was because I knew Miyu Irino provided the voice of the lead character, which is more than enough of a redemption factor to me because I'm a huge fag for him. *____*;; I'll give this series another benefit of the doubt and try sitting through it one more time, for his sake.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[La Rai manda in onda su Internet la telefonata tra Berlusconi e Saccà ]]></title>
<link>http://wesend.wordpress.com/2007/12/27/la-rai-manda-in-onda-su-internet-la-telefonata-tra-berlusconi-e-sacca/</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 27 Dec 2007 11:36:50 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>wesend</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Alla faccia del segreto istruttorio e di indagine. Prima il testo della telefonata tra Silvio Berlus]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Alla faccia del segreto istruttorio e di indagine. Prima il testo della telefonata tra Silvio Berlusconi e Agostino Saccà, conversazione privata e senza alcuna rilevanza penale, spifferata dai giornali. Poi l’audio rilanciato sul sito dell’Espresso. E ora la stessa registrazione ascoltabile sul sito della Rai, o meglio, su quello di Annozero, collegato al portale del servizio pubblico radiotelevisivo.<br />
La circostanza, dai contorni evidentemente paradossali, viene fatta notare da uno dei legali dello stesso Saccà, l’avvocato Federico Tedeschini che parla esplicitamente di mobbing ai danni del suo assistito. E annuncia una controffensiva che promette di creare più di qualche imbarazzo tra coloro che, con farisaica improntitudine, si sono esercitati nel condannare la pratica delle «segnalazioni» in Rai. Tedeschini, infatti, fa sapere di aver chiesto al suo assistito «l’agenda con le telefonate dei politici, che sono tante e hanno contenuto analogo a quella di Berlusconi, ricevute negli ultimi mesi».<br />
Nel frattempo la contestazione disciplinare va avanti. E nel giro di 24 ore dovrebbe arrivare al direttore di Rai Fiction, autosospesosi dal suo incarico, la lettera dell’azienda. A qual punto Tedeschini e il giuslavorista Nicola Petracca si metteranno al lavoro (hanno cinque giorni di tempo inclusi i festivi) per replicare e difendere Saccà. Il punto centrale della contestazione è ancora top secret ma, spiega Tedeschini, è ragionevole pensare «che il capo di imputazione sia la presunta corruzione». Se così fosse però «bisognerebbe spiegare dove è la richiesta corruttiva e dove il qualcosa dato in cambio, perché, al di là degli aspetti di colore, nessuna delle attrici nominate ha poi lavorato in virtù di quella segnalazione».<br />
Saccà può anche chiedere di essere ascoltato dall’azienda per spiegare le sue ragioni e comunque passati i cinque giorni l’azienda deciderà quale tipo di provvedimento assumere: si può andare dal nulla al licenziamento. L’avvio della procedura di contestazione disciplinare comunque è indipendente dall’inchiesta dell’organismo interno di controllo della Rai che prosegue dopo l’acquisizione di circa 1.500 pagine dalla Procura di Napoli. Dalla quale si attende sempre la decisione del Gip sull’eventuale rinvio a giudizio.</p>
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