Actually, from a few days ago. I had written this post the day after general elections in Italy. Then it disappeared.
To avoid depressing comments on general elections in Italy, I’ll rather write a short note on a major piece of news here from South America.
President Hugo Chavez has banished The Simpsons from Venezuelan television, because […]
Another post that had disappeared for spam reasons…
New photos on my Gallery webpage:
A few photos from my birthday dinner at home
Photos from Salvador and Morro de São Paulo, Bahia
…and minor updates to the surfing album
Ieri è comparso uno striscione in mezzo alla Faria Lima, che significa più o meno la Fifth Avenue di SP. Con i grattacieli, le banche e anche Tiffany’s. Eccone la traduzione.
“Si ringrazia Sant’Espedito per la grazia ricevuta. Dio è troppo dieci!”
Seduto al tavolo da pranzo, un posto che di solito non è il mio.
Dopo una selezione di musical, da Cats a Sweeney Todd, adesso Carmen Consoli canta con struggente delicatezza un vieux tube di Serge Gainsbourg.
Di fronte a me le due matte. E una candela accesa. Accanto alle carte disposte in uno schema arcano.
mezz’ora prima
“Carlo”
“Eh”
“Stavi […]
Caro amico ti scrivo, così mi distraggo un po’
e siccome sei molto lontano, più forte ti scriverò
Caro Fred,
ti scrivo per raccontarti la mia serata di ieri. O forse no, in realtà è solo una scusa (né migliore né peggiore di tante altre che avrei potuto trovare) per riflettere un po’.
Ti scrivo in italiano, perchè in […]
This post is about nothing.
Which does not mean I have nothing to say - no, it’s about nothing as a concept. It’s about the fact that nothing, actually, is great.
Let me explain.
First of all, what’s great about “nothing”, is that it can mean “everything” at the same time - as in the expression “nothing special”. […]
Literal translation of my latest homework in Portuguese. Both because it saves me the effort of re-writing the same stuff and because it may give you readers an indirect perception of how I’m progressing in the local language. You will notice I still can’t write as I would like to - but I’m confident it […]
Certi orrori arrivano anche in Brasile.
Casomai non bastassero tutte le altre, l’inno del nuovo partito del Nano è una ragione più che sufficiente per non votarlo.
Maybe I should start from their warm, friendly welcome. Or else, I could describe the apartment building and neighborhoood I should now start calling home.
But I’ll rather start from prejudice. From a couple of ideas - or rather sensations - inherited from my last trip down here.
I was a bit younger, that’s a fact, and […]
It only lasted five minutes or so. Maybe ten.
And it was in portuguese, all of it.
So that’s it - just five minutes to explain me that no, there is nothing wrong with you coming down here, it’s not us it’s them, we’d love to see you here soon, if you still want to come.
Five more […]
In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee. In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife. In 525,600 minutes - how do you measure a year in the life?
Or, you can measure a year in blog posts.
Although writing has not been my main activity in the last few months, it has always been […]
I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you walk out the door!
There’s too much going on in my head, too much going on around […]
After a few months on what I’ll remember as the most useless project ever, I’ve carved my way out of an American-based team and back to work under European standards and conditions.
This may very well be the very first time that I do not feel a single ounce of saudade at the end of a […]
I discovered today the following Portuguese words:
O coquetel: cocktail
O time de futebol: football team
O chalé: chalet
O uísque: whisky
Una domenica pomeriggio pigra, una domenica fatta di giornali, sigarette, aglio funghi e Fossati.
La voglia di scrivere, prepotente più del solito.
Di scrivere per raccontare dei personaggi d’una sera - la slovena con le monetine di euro lucide e nuove, come le nostre cinque anni fa; il ceco e lo slovacco che si chiedono perchè abbiano […]
Anche se non scrivo da un’eternità, ci tengo a dire questa cosa:
A me Beppe Grillo sta profondamente sui coglioni.
Ecco, ora mi sento meglio.
It’s just two weeks, but there’s no doubt my summer holidays are going to be pure bliss…
We’ll forget about our sorrows
And think about a brighter day
Cause life is beautiful that way
That e-mail. Shocking news. A friend from college has just killed himself, a few days ago.
And then a phone call. Another friend who’s getting married and moving to the US, and who’s so enthusiast he can barely speak.
The latter […]
Non so se ti è capitato mai
di dover fare una lunga corsa
ed a metà strada stanco
dire a te stesso “adesso basta!”
Eppure altri stan correndo ancora
intorno a te… e allora
Non farti cadere le braccia,
corri forte, va più forte che puoi.
Non devi voltare la faccia,
non arrenderti né ora […]
Separati alla nascita?