Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Subaru Forester Hip Pain

Other small differences

On the road, a blue Cadillac California is not the East Coast.
surprising, this paradise of the American dream, the spirit of the place, reflected by its architecture that accompanies people's lives very near here, on the shores of the Pacific.

The streets are wide. Viale Diocleziano an alley in comparison. In Pasadena, a street with 4 lanes, the highway has 10. Continuing along the highway you come to Hollywood is just one block in the middle of nowhere was marked by an avenue of stars with evocative names, embedded in the soil. It makes one smile, it seems the path of fallen stars, those who were famous one day (and maybe even for one day only). In fact, the Sunset Boulevard, the Sunset Boulevard, not far, just the parallel of Hollywood.
Jackie Chan et moi
The car, everywhere, the distances are long because the city is scattered over an area of \u200b\u200b1000km ², because most of the districts is made homes, cottages and villas, each with its own garden, yard or park, because everyone has the right to fucking her privacy. Perhaps this is charged as the people are happy, as if he were not working, but as if in an eternal vacation. The feeling is not random, sun and sea are always there, and tipeidi available. The most popular sport is surfing. The blondes are blondes perfectly.

Opportunità, noi 4 di fronte al nostro primo Oceano

Everyone feels he can do the activity that may bring, or at least wants to find his place in society. This, as in the books of Jack, but in a much less dark and troubled, gives a sense of freedom. Freedom!
America is a statue that welcomes you and symbolizes, white and pure freedom.
Free to eat, too. Air conditioning is everywhere, cold as ice giants that distributors dispense the nation in every corner. We use a washing machine for only a shirt and dinner always away from home, because the food good and varied: you can eat anything in this country of immigrants. A Santa Barbara, we encountered a herd of giant crabs, a few dollars, we were delighted with their flesh. And then, further north, the nothing, a road that rolls along a pristine coastline, made of woods and cliffs and seals fishing in coves repair. Paradise said, where the governor is Swartzenegger, an actor much better than the clown of our house. In a way, with appropriate filters, they know how to live, these bastards!

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Teething Baby Tooth Bud

Dating

CLG planner talk
makes me smile.
I left Pasadena for a day, after one of the worst conferences in terms of social I've ever had. I think it is the high number of nerds and the low number of women present. On the other hand I met a couple of old friends that I expected to see.
The first, succulent GS (called "arrogance" by friends), has appeared on the first day, workshops. I think it was the only time in which I was able to block 5 seconds and kiss him affectionately. Throughout the rest of the conference I was avoided like the plague (or if they stood apart, leaning on his laptop, and I did not want to pull out of his autism). And to think that I would have liked to post here a picture of us hugging and smiling ...

The other meeting, which filled me with joy (and not just for fun), it was with Gilles (sometimes confusing initial write only). Old friend of the military's roommate for 10 months, a professor in Lens. He still remembered the pasta and potatoes cooked in various lengths in a winter Sunday. Completely out of context, but with him and the French have done the closure of the receipt; to the last drop, you can say.

is so hard to stay away. I did not expect. Now I discover that having a strong bond is like an anchor, and a return becomes even greater joy of the party. Share this joy in 2 is even more wonderful.

I ended up in Malibu for the past few days as the guest of B. and C. Amazing! All of this trip was a surprise, good or bad, but life on
coast fills all the expectations. Hawaiian dancers, cocktails by the beach, fresh fish of the Pacific Ocean in front of huge and surfers who do nothing but talk of waves and fine, golden sand beaches, lobster tails. And the blonde ... hmmm .. Blondes. Blondes are really stupid!

Alex et Gilou à IJCAI09