Friday, December 3, 2010

Cover Letter Tanning Consultant



"Suppose one day the world wakes up and discovers that they are finished oil, coal and electricity." Thus begins the new book Mauro Corona, "The end of the world wrong." Because the wrong things in that world, do not work: you waste, you consume too much, you forget the manual skills, he mocks those who still use them, we rely completely on technology, so with the thought that all this will never end. But, suddenly, it ends.
Corona describes what happens and does not go so far from what many people think and many other authors write. He does it with so much anger, imagining the end for this world worse: the death and extinction. Although the subject matter is very similar, dark tones and that smell of death in this book are far from bright and hopeful of an article some time ago .
Surely many will not like this book: the reader might feel a punch in the stomach compared to their way of life, loss of contact with nature (Mother that allows the survival but also severe punishment), to consider the shameful use of the hands, the fact that the money could one day serve only to stoke the fire and gold bullion in order to obtain the latrines, to the fact that Hunger no more classes, rulers and lobbies. All in the same boat, all the same.
are things that the Crown says a lot of anger, sometimes slipping on the staff when he speaks for example of literary critics, those food and wine, writers or its publisher. Also, if I gotta find another flaw, sometimes repeats itself, especially after the middle of the book is not rare to find the exact same concepts.
For as I am, I liked the book and many more. I agree with that. We can not assume the right to consume more than we can. Mother Earth will not make us credit for ever. Sooner or later it will end.
But there is still time for a change, and in this sense, "The end of the world wrong," especially those who may think certain thoughts he has not ever made. And we hope that our history of humanity does not really like the book concludes: "The man will be the only living being to self-extinguish to imbecility. Amen."

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

After 10 Years Of Menopause

Advent, the waiting time from the orchard


Year after year, Christmas has less value. Mountains of panettone and pandori on display in supermarkets already in early November, insistent advertising of toys and especially perfumes (the classic gift that are husbands who arrive on Christmas Eve without having faced the problem of what would please his own wife, and then think get away with that), electric lights and decorations to go haywire the production of a nuclear power plant, Santa dangling everywhere ... All this has really fed up. It has nothing to do with Christmas. And especially with all this baillame that begins the day after the deaths, it seems that instead of a Christmas day last for two months.
Advent alas, no longer useful to anyone. Do not expect anything more. After all we are in the company of "all at once," why wait? And above all what to expect, since everything can be easily achieved with the money?
Yet it is so beautiful light week after week of Advent wreath candles, which has a beautiful meaning: a hymn to Nature the light, to be faithful and Hope.


Now that there is Angela, there is another problem. Christmas gifts. Do I have to think about it, because otherwise it will be too late. In our family we try to make ecological choices, even in purchases (those few that do). The plastic, hell, is reduced to a minimum.
But Christmas falls already and I imagine doomsday scenarios: talking dolls and plastic, electric bikes, clothes that will never be able to take advantage of, and Winx Princesses everywhere, to become portable computerini sapientini.
The problem is how to tell grandparents / uncles / friends / etc. without offending them, that these Gifts are not welcome.
Then I thought of writing a letter to the Child Jesus (here we go with him gifts) by Angela. And that Santa send me good ....

Dear Baby Jesus,
you know I'm a lucky girl and I do not miss anything.
But if you want to make me a present, I would be happy to get a game made of wood or natural materials or a nice waldorf doll or a wooden sled to go skiing with mom and dad.
Please Baby Jesus, no plastic, which when broken then you must throw everything into the bin. And forget about those games where it is already predetermined how to play and I can use my imagination ... I want to invent my own games!
If you can not find suitable games, you know I really like the books: to spend hours browse, look at the pictures, let me read the stories from his father and mother. Even the musical instruments I like and I would like to learn how to play them.
As for clothes, I have everything you need and more. Eventually you may want to account to increase my supply of cloth diapers, which are great for my delicate buttocks? Or is it bad to ask for cloth diapers Baby Jesus? In that case I would take the panties external size from 12 to 15 kg.
Thank you and Merry Christmas to you too

Angela

Friday, November 26, 2010

Sunfish Length And Width



few days ago, before the snow again veneer on all I closed the season "garden". Taking advantage of a moment of good weather, I took out the celery root from the earth, which I had planted experimentally. The results, alas, sono stati miseri a causa delle mia incompetenza, ma nonostante questo abbiamo comunque potuto gustare un'ottima vellutata.


Ho poi tagliato le ultime erbe aromatiche da essiccare e ho riposto i vasi in cantina per evitare le gelate. Ho anche essiccato i peperoni, che a differenza del sedano rapa, hanno dato una abbondante produzione, tanto da non sapere come utilizzarli tutti.


Infine, una nota relativa al blog: cercando di risolvere technical problems, it was clear the list of fixed readers. I hope that despite this still managed to see the updates in your dashboard.

Friday, November 5, 2010

Rash On Cheeks 3 Month Old

Latest Technical problems

These days I'm having a lot of technical problems, caused by the widget seems linkwithin. I had to remove and replace the posts, and that is why you probably found them all collectively attendees. I hope to resolve as soon as possible ... Sorry for the inconvenience!