Apper ', almost a year since I write here: 0 I wanted to inform travelers who lords over the internet because there is 'lack
I started a blog, and I realized that - GOSH - and' from April last year that I do not write here, I do shit. And 'I've lost the habit of clicking on the link, I'll' fine. Anyways
'let us jump that I feel alone, unfortunately out for the Anglo-Saxon in English so I write' I keep trained, at most there 'google translate:)
For the rest I feel like when I called my father for the phone call every six months and I think of interesting things with which to update it but I can not think of anything.
Let's see, in no particular order:
- and 'confirmed with everything related commands, instructions, codes, tags and a minimum of attention to commas, parentheses are the equivalent of my grandmother trying to program the VCR for a place in the Sun
- my English writing and 'to a Calabrian immigrant in New York in the Thirties and my Italian in general and 'to become a second-generation immigrant from Calabria. Stuff that I need to watch carefully to avoid expressions like "see you in two days."
for the first time I activated the option "check grammar 'cause you suck" in the spelling of words: (
- I wrote an entire picture book (32 pages, wow!) But I still have to explain it. I re-read Yesterday after leaving to rise for some time and I did turn up their nose here and there, 'but not' even be thrown out. Only to be reviewed.
In recent months I've read practically all things related to how to write and illustrate books. And following on this forum, blogs and so on, I'm almost becoming competent. The topic excites me as not happened to me several years, I have also begun to draw naked people live. Well to tell the truth 'and' a bit 'that ocean lesson for any reason, next week and the' true God I go.
- My back is equivalent to that of an old centenary just turned into zombies slow. The doctor told me that the vertebrae are aligned as a plumb line and muscles strong as those a superhero from Marvel, but I get the fuck out of bed with the agility 'of a beached whale. In any case, put me on the list for physiotherapy. I can not wait to get me to stir the backbone of a nice pair of big hands delicate Yorkshire.
- At work I have been officially named concept artist, which would cause me squeals of merriment 'cause it sounds good and implies that I do things a lot more' pussies and interesting. Then the appointment and 'successor at an informal selection in which I prevailed over fierce rivals and authorities, and win,' a new experience. Was not a big deal except that a Polish colleague somorfiosetto arrogant and had begun to transform one thing relaxed in one of those movies where Americans Members are supercompetitivi and yeah I will win 'and you're a loser and sotuttoio. But vaccagare. OWNED. Go around the office with those slippers that you can not help but drag on the ground, and if you close when you close your eyes for a moment you seem to be at the hospice in line for the meal. And for days I was not greeted, that silly.
- Vale and I went to Scotland for Valentine's Day. It 'been a bit' reckless, in the end we are always without a pound 'cause all sti dogs and kids can eat like lions, but who gives a fuck. The little we saw Scotland on the first day and 'be nice. The second day we hardly saw the side of the road due to fog, so 'we turned the car back home and we saw a little 'Lake District. Beautiful holiday
pero '. The next (small) will be 'on 3 next month. We go to London to see an exhibition of drawings by Michelangelo
, after that 'Swan Lake at' Opera House. It 's the first time I went to see a ballet, I hope that the enormous scrotum not ruin my suspension of disbilief.
- Last week we went to dinner a couple of our gay friends, and a 'one of my fellow Scots. I expected things like haggis and potatoes, but in the end left me stunned. Apart from the presentation of appetizers - which in terms of quality 'appearance was like the loft of a gay decorator - I swear I have eaten worse in many Italian restaurants. He had not thought about the fact that we are Italian and we prepared the lasagna. He was horrified that I could unleash on him the power of our ancient Lari, and I had already 'rehearsed in the mirror to simulate or conceal appreciation horror, as the case may be. From the first bite but I was amazed by force and put it among the top seven most lasagne 'best I've ever eaten.
As I always say to my father, I do not remember anything else, you again in six months.
