Thursday, November 26, 2009

Memorial Signature Books

conceptual

11:00 am, Faculty of Physics, bulletin board notices. About fifteen comma ottocentosessantatrè ads sublet, a dozen invitations to theme parties (graduates, new graduates, new graduates, neo-takers, neo-examined, former graduates, former graduates, ex-students, ex-takers, etc..), and a quote: Re 7, 23-24. Apparently a puzzle, but a closer look at a verse from the Bible. The shock terrifies me. The breath becomes short, the pupils shrink, part perspiration emergency. One thought in mind: "I arrived here too!".
It is well known and obvious, that the faculty of physics, as the last bastion of anti-religion in medieval times and the home of science and the devil, the Holy Scriptures (or quotes from them) catch fire the slightest contact with any surface, or, if necessary, with any air flow slightly intense than a sigh.
immediately sought to rationalize:

Batrax: Perhaps the titles do not fall into the category subject to spontaneous combustion ...
Batrax Brain: But if until now you had to evacuate for a fire caused by the "Numbers"! By the way, have you noticed what has become a common option in this incident?
B: Well then maybe this is something different, say, a coded message.
CDB: Do you realize where we are?! If anyone here wants to leave a message in code, does not use the Bible, use the "Scientific Programming Advanced edition Feltrinelli.
B: So is the end, we have to say to the dean, if we have moles means a declaration of war, the walls do not hold up forever, we need to replenish stocks of gunpowder and supplies sufficient to procuraci Siege of years.
To which the brain begins to go into panic
CDB: What the hell you say! We think those of chemical dust, and food supplies to those in botany, we have to do now is pass the bar the gates and barbed wire in front of the ditch.
B: But we do not have a moat!
CDB: So let's hurry to build it, for all the nebulae!

When I think now that the dangerous tachycardia that my hypothalamus feeds will result in ventricular fibrillation, I realize that here is a note in the margin. This is the song on the writing I've just seen, and reads:

He made a pool of molten metal ten cubits from brim to brim, round, and his height was five cubits and its circumference thirty cubits.

now under further note:

As you can see, the second the Bible, or the "Word of God" (thank God), the greek pi is exactly three, and three fourteen ordinary mortals like us mistakenly continue to think.

I relax, the heartbeat slows down, I give myself a laugh of relief and appreciation of another all'arguzia author of the note, which once again raised the well have prevailed, and then I start giving way to the boy who was waiting in the queue.
Just a few steps and feel a shortness of breath that comes from my shoulders, so I turn and see the guy behind me while sweating, seems lost in its horror. I shake his head good-naturedly and say to myself "Ah, freshmen."

Monday, November 23, 2009

Pokemon Roms Gba Cydia Source

Sergeant Hartman

After I woke with the alarm placed directly into the Eustachian tube (or was Fallappio? I never remember), in the face with happiness typical of someone who has just killed his dog infected by zombie to spare him a painful and possibly contagious zombie-death, I am going to go to university after an hour and a half plenty of travel.

all begins for the better (where better means "I arrived at the bus stop just as the mine went off and I have to wait another quarter of an hour before the next ") in this beautiful day when the humidity is slightly lower than that of the Mariana Trench, but undaunted, I am determined to keep his good humor had the cheerful evening spent in good company and a bottle of Youporn Baylies.

arrival of the bus I recover from the torpor postsbornia and struggled to her feet waiting ivy has begun to grow over, losing bits of shoes in the transaction to which the evil plant did not want to give up . Taking the half I realize that many seats are empty, which proves once again that I have injected bleach into the game Levissima had its effect, and in the ass to Messner.

take place and I look around to make circumspect version of Fight Club, but try more like Pitt that Norton (not that I have anything against Edward Norton, mind you, but it seems that Pitt earn more), when sloppiness of a guerrilla known fixing urgently an unspecified point up to my chest.

After a few calculations quickly discarded the possibility that he intends to lie on my chest on a hot summer night to be lulled by the beat of my heart, and I realize with horror instead of not having included in the t-shirt Pendant "-caliber bullet-parabellum-empty-the-dust-by-shot-to-avoid-legal-consequences-unintended "whereby they do not indifferent to the possibility for an outsider to attack from a particular speech so relevant for my figure.

Stranger: So you did the military (very aware that they are too young to fall in the lever mandatory and that I would not be where I am if I had deliberately chosen a career military)
Batrax: No is the gift of a friend

Then the stranger part on a tangent with a dissertation on his experience to the poisonous training camp and how this has enriched him, but I wonder how low can the minister of defense have come to rely recruiting individuals with so little engaging.

Finally in the distance a glimmer of hope lights up for me, THAT'S THE END OF THE LINE! Father Christmas as happy as I go down in August, unaware that I have been hopelessly spoiled my mood so painstakingly built, convinced of fleeing it, when the entrance to the subway, I realize I have been supported from call that with an evil grin is going to further his experience, while I happily try to cut the skin of the wrists with the house keys.

Monday, November 9, 2009

Hot Cheetos Causing Stomach Cancer?

The Spiders continue to migrate Migration

Good Tursiops, sciachimista low-level, took a pretty heavy beating last year.
Item is recoverable in the history of this blog exactly here.
I began to do some research to respond to his delusional article can be found here .
Later, Simone Angioni, chemical Cicap, wrote more than a very comprehensive article from the technical point of view, found at his blog .

Now that a year later we see the miedesimi filaments, it is expected that the bottlenose dolphin is convinced that the phenomenon is clearly seasonal and natural ...
Articles about spiders migration I personally linked, the analysis and the many links that Angioni Attivissimo to put on his blog , speak out.
But I tell you to do?
The bottlenose dolphin has not understood one stone and falling back there ... here.

How not to comment on his delirium? In opening

already known that something in his nerve ganglia must have gone in short circuit:

Today October 24, 2009 in the South-West of Milan and more specifically near Assago (MI) has noted the extensive loss of pith. Like last year, this phenomenon is repeated only in conjunction with a high traffic of tankers issuing the well-known and toxic chemtrails. I had evidence that North of Milan today there was a heavy chemical-biological attack. But blessed

whale, in Milan there are two, say two airports.
Moving the bypass can almost touch the planes as they are low.

To date, these filaments NOT natural webs created by spiders and data (but also just the pure observation) to prove it.


not bothered by chemical or biological, but we use our fingers and touch these holy filaments.
are white, sticky cobwebs ... you want to look like they were never really cobwebs?
The data show the contrary we want to see them all.
I remember the whale that the comments on this blog are free.

My advice is not to listen to those who say not to worry, it would be crazy, but most of all DO NOT TOUCH these filaments with their bare hands!

Please do, touch, spalmateveli him panting the name of Tursiops.
If something happens I think you personally responsible.

The "strange" coincidence is that this phenomenon manifests itself clearly just before plowing of land for new crops.

With a pernicious reasoning known to coincide with the plowing of the land and not by the migration of spiders.
'm thrilled.