Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Fuji Fp-100c Compatible Cameras

BARBED



I light up, carefully, a cigarette on the gas stove.
I'm out of bed. That
read that you warm with all that anger.
it continue to fill spots mascara.
My feet are cold, do not even try to warm them, I do not have enough strength to search for socks.

I sit.
I focuses on the same things, again.
The white sky, the sky of milk, the sky above the gray walls of the courtyard. On
fake white marble, which never seems clean.
And that leaves the tissues around.
An empty bottle of milk on the table.
bread of yesterday locked in an airtight container.
dirty pans and a coffee pot with the bottom inside over the stove.

will fill the tank slowly, pour the soap a dark green water that is deposited on the bottom and the awkward start to unfold and to white foam.
I'll be naked and run for home.
Perhaps the lady of the house in front could see me.
"Well?" It's got a husband? Or a child? Do not pretend to be scandalized, There's nothing here that you have not already seen. "
I feel Bogart, so tough talk, even if only with myself.

speck of china, of ecoline, coffee and dirty water on my gray trousers from home, laid out to dry brush over the sink along with the cutlery.
A dirty cutting board with the cheese sandwich that I prepared before leaving home.
Two cups, six cups, four spoons, a plate, a knife and a fork.
in the sink, I mean.

I found the street, returning drunk, an old typewriter.
I collected, I took her home and tried to write, it worked.
The letter reminds me of 22 a barbed green jacket, a cigarette in spring and the grease head.
Pavese.
but I do not think that I've ever had.

Three jars of jam, fresh grapes and a pomegranate, and two tagged fish, three types of cheese and half a pack of bacon diced sweet.
The archaeological survey of my refrigerator. What is our
.

morning me and I'll scratch my back I bite my neck, hard. Forte. Maybe I
the signs, try to look after.
I am a bit 'stomach hurt.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Acqua Velva Dopobarba

MORGUE

Some 'time ago, about a year or so, it was raining, and Akab called me to go to him.
Arrival and puts me in a big hand wallet black, those with transparent envelopes.

"Inside, she says, there's Morgue. It 's the number 5.
The first 3 came out with the shok study.
E' a character of mine, and Tatjana.
In the 3rd he dies.
In 4 °, which is not out yet, God meets Morgue
This is the 5th. Morgue that God tells pua return to earth. But first he must teach what he learned about life, the child will welcome. To do the talking of death. "
"cool, I say, but there are no texts, let me see that I am curious to read trip!"
"Well, as you put them there, otherwise you came to do."

Ok, I do not remember what happened, But it was nice to tell.
Perhaps I should also put the sulphurous smoke into the room and a beam of light that catches me.

However, hundreds of colored post-it later, I did my part.
I wrote (in reverse) this book are three chapters of 24 pages that talk about death, God, mutation, teeth, blood, fairy tales, shit and carnival.
The usual things.
will come out sooner or later, you do not know how, but do not know where it comes out.
Below is an excerpt and two drawings.

Any information to come.




Page 2:
Silence, please.
We are about to begin.
Do not get comfortable, it's useless.
not try to prepare you for what you are going to attend, it is impossible.

Page 3: (Morgue and Bimbo)
Morgue: Welcome to the loyal subjects of the realm of the gaze.
You are here for!
Good.
Why I'm here to show.
Bimbo: as you are boring

Page 4:
panel 1: (Morgue): major properties of language to a dwarf who is believed zorro
panel 2: (Morgue): What a good boy, you have also brought an apple to your teacher
Vignette 4: (Morgue): Gentlemen!
The show that I am going to show you is the most noble and benevolent you will ever see.

Page 5:
(Morgue) exhausting the simplicity of being alive.

Page 6: - no-

Page 7:
Tom: Now, I know that I do not think Bob
Bob: In fact, Tom, if you're going to tell me another one of your stories ...
Tom: No Bob, I swear this is true.

Page 8:
panel 1: (Tom) In short, they called us yesterday. In the evening, I say. We have called the relatives of a guy who had not heard for two weeks, no?
panel 2: (Tom) Well, I mean, come. The entire scale was plagued, there was that smell ... really, you could not stay. Residents thought it was some pipe exploded, had also called bleeding ...
panel 3: (Tom) and instead, when the firemen broke down the door, found our guy. There sText. The coroner says that when he finished with his face in the bowl was still alive, though unconscious.

Page 9:
(Bob): You are telling the truth, Tom?
(Tom): Yes Bob, I swear. That guy is drowning in the bowl of the dog. If he had not had the door if they would have eaten that poor beast.

(Bob): Yeah, Tom. There are more things in heaven and earth ...
(Tom): What, Bob?
(Bob): I do not know, I never remember how it ends ...

Page 10:
(Tom) I read about an octogenarian who has committed suicide by hanging from a rope in his kitchen
(Tom) had only to wait a little and avoided the trouble of climbing on the stool
Page 11:
(Baby) But how do you know these things, Lord ?
(Morgue) How do I? Have told me.
(Bimbo) ... But
(Morgue) I have many friends, I, you know?


Page 12 panel 1: (Morgue) Once a guy told me that he died
Life is like falling, until you are flying is OK
panel 2: (Morgue) wake up in the morning. Set your alarm, scroll to the newspaper, make money, looking for someone, have children, drive a car, rent DVD, choose your fabric softener
These things do not prepare you to touch the ground. You do not know when it will happen, and even if you could know, that would be different? What you can do to prevent your brain exploded mingle with the faeces that are inside your gut?

Page 13:
panel 1: (Morgue) So when you realize that he is alive, you feel the ants on my back.
panel 2: (Morgue) Understand that
panel 3: (Morgue) You can make a prediction, but whether you win or lose whether you
Vignette 4: (Morgue) Your ticket is enjoying the other guy.

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Difference Between Narrow And Medium Shoes

The rooster that hits back

Back in September and return to the usual problems the province. In fact this is all about. Sciacca. A small town 'in the province. Who can not get a spider hole.
a commuter who has sent us an email after a long time to fall back into the nightmare of the bus full. Here's an email: "Hi. I am a commuter for several years now is the unfortunate Palermo-Sciacca. Recently I had the illusion that we come out of these nightmares. It seemed that for about a year because of new coach more 'capacious had solved something. Today, September 9, 2008, 7:15 0re about, I check the bus from the corner, when I think I see something strange. One person was in the middle between the driver and the passenger in the first place (that does not insured, for instance). So I immediately think that there is no 'hope. This is the first passenger of those seated on the floor. It 'full! Nooo! NEW! One thing almost normal for us Saccensi that we go to Palermo to study or work. Not to mention the tourists who see this view of the beautiful city 'for tourists. Failure to arrive in Sciacca that already 'living status of incivility' in which we pay. Anyway back to our bus. The driver, "very kindly" does not stop! And you want! That you must stop doing? To say that there is no 'place? Might as well make a gesture with less and avoid losing this time. What is to be polite? Courtesy in a public service? And that dirty word '? And yes! Although this made me rage! Maybe if he stopped telling me a "sorry sir"! Now what? Waiting for the 8:30? Let's go to 5 with the machine, so 'we do not lose the habit! "