<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909775</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:31:19.261Z</updated><title type='text'>Nosadella 50</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;&lt; Ero immersa nei miei sogni
di una apparenza brillante e corretta
e il mio sonno è stato interrotto
ma il mio sogno rimaneva chiaro
sotto forma di vallate luminose
dove si sente l\'aria limpida
ed i miei sensi si sono riaperti
Mi svegliai (sentendo) l\'urlo
che la gente ha il potere
di redimere l\'opera dei pazzi
fino alla mitezza, alla pioggia della grazia
è stabilito, è la gente che guida . &gt;&gt; Patty Smith</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JoePetrosino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04047826816590601579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909775.post-1139080988160517602</id><published>2008-03-22T15:35:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-03-22T15:49:21.879Z</updated><title type='text'>alla mia rosa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/R-UoHfpBObI/AAAAAAAAACI/1knjqocZQGU/s1600-h/DSC_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/R-UoHfpBObI/AAAAAAAAACI/1knjqocZQGU/s320/DSC_0036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180591055577364914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/R-UolPpBOcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/LWW4mZAVL6M/s1600-h/DSC_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/R-UolPpBOcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/LWW4mZAVL6M/s320/DSC_0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180591566678473154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/R-UqWvpBOdI/AAAAAAAAACY/hGOTGtt0lwQ/s1600-h/DSC_00000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/R-UqWvpBOdI/AAAAAAAAACY/hGOTGtt0lwQ/s320/DSC_00000.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180593516593625554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RINGRAZIAMENTI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Signore e signori, voglio ringraziarvi per la pazienza mostrata durante lo svolgimento e la conclusione  di questo primo atto in cui si  è voluto rappresentare una tragi-commedia che ha descritto le vicissitudini di uno studente in tutte le sue complessità. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Il primo doveroso ringraziamento è rivolto al Prof. Gianmaria Orlandelli che ha saputo guidare la regia di questo lavoro e che spero mi perdoni per l’informalità.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:9;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Questo atto ambientato a Bologna ha avuto molti attori co-protagonisti che hanno reso la storia divertente e ricca di  colpi di scena. La commedia è nata tempo fa, per caso o per destino in un’aula afosa e affollata &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;di ingegneria, i primi attori a comparire sulla scena sono stati: El  Figa ( Davide ) , Bukowski ( Carlo ), L’americano ( Diego ), nei ruoli in cui solo loro sapevano entrare, ruoli di amici  di sbornia, di consigli, di sbagli, di sberle, di sfoghi e di tutto ciò che valesse “rompergli da amico”; quindi va a loro un ringraziamento particolare.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:9;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Ma al gruppo mancavano ancora degli elementi che completassero questa amicizia e in breve tempo entrarono in scena: il Viaggiatore ( David ) , Tommy ( Tommaso ), l’uomo Apple ( Daniele ). Mentre gli spettacoli continuavano e le stagioni trascorrevano venni a conoscenza “dell’inquilino dell’ E2B” ( Luca ) , che per diverso tempo mi ospitò in un periodo abbastanza prosperoso per tutti e due (facemmo buoni affari!), per poi consolarci a vicenda nei periodi di magra.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anche le donne hanno avuto un ruolo principale: hanno sempre condizionato, da dietro le quinte, sino a quando la ”prima attrice”( Silvia ) si è “esibita” &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;conquistando l’attenzione del protagonista, assumendosi la responsabilità di sopportarlo piacevolmente.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:9;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Voglio ricordare e ringraziare tutte le ”scorribande salentine” che si sono fermate solo per poche scene al Nosadella per poi trovare sistemazione migliore; in particolare la compagnia del “borgo di San Pietro” con le sue prime “ballerine” ( Giorgio e Carlo ).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:9;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Un ringraziamento di battuta è rivolto ai fratelli del teatro Nosadella ( Michele ed Eleonora ),che con i loro sketch hanno reso e dato valore allo spettacolo, essendo &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;primissimi personaggi appartenenti alla vita del protagonista.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ricordando che la realizzazione di questo primo atto è stata possibile con l’aiuto di “ingenti” flussi di prezioso “olio”,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;ringrazio sinceramente gli sponsor: &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Mamma e Papà.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Nella speranza di non aver dimenticato nessuno ringrazio tutti coloro che hanno reso possibile questa commedia nell’augurio di ritrovarsi ancora per l’atto conclusivo in tempi………… meno ”pindarici”.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;script&gt; &lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/em\u003e\u003c/p\u003e  \u003cp style\u003d\"text-align:justify;line-height:150%\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12pt;line-height:150%\"\u003eLe donne, sembra che hanno avuto un ruolo secondario, ma non è così, hanno sempre condizionato, da dietro \n le\nquinte, sino a quando la ”prima donna”( Silvia ) ha inrotto sul palco prendendo tutta l’attenzione del protagonista, assumendosi la responsabilità di sopportarlo piacevolmente.\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/em\u003e\u003c/p\u003e  \u003cp style\u003d\"text-align:justify;line-height:150%\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12pt;line-height:150%\"\u003eVoglio ricordare e ringraziare tutte le ”scorribande salentine” che si son fermate solo per poche scene qui al Nosadella per poi trovare sistemazione migliore.\u003cspan\u003e  \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/em\u003e\u003c/p\u003e  \u003cp style\u003d\"text-align:justify;line-height:150%\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12pt;line-height:150%\"\u003eUn ringraziamento voluto, sentito, acclamato, è rivolto ai fratelli del teatro Nosadella ( Michele ed Eleonora ), primissimi personaggi appartenenti alla vita del protagonista. 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/R8U_9CFbTVI/AAAAAAAAACA/ft1DSwgdg08/s320/SONO+DONNQ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171610064869084498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00008b;"&gt;MENO SIAMO MEGLIO STIAMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00008b;"&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00008b;"&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;Siamo tanti tanti dicono                          dai vieni anche tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         così noi se siamo in tanti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         poi saremo di più&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         tanti in auto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         tanti in coda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         tanti in fila al mare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         tanti in pista per ballare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         tanti a festeggiare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         quanti sono &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         i tanti tanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         sono tutti quanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         che si sentono più forti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         perchè sono tanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         tanti in spiaggia sotto il sole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         tanti al bar e poi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         tanti sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         tanti ovunque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         mentre invece noi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         meno siamo e meglio stiamo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         e ne siamo fieri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         che bisogno c'è di stare tanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         come in tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;                         meglio poter dire lui non c'era tu non c'eri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         siamo pochi ma ci diamo tutti quanti il tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         siamo quelli che ci piace non morire di moda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         villeggiare stare in pace non restare in coda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         tanti dicono se tanti ciò vuol dire che&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         siam migliori &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         siam più forti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         una ragione c'è&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         tanti soldi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         tante donne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         tanto cuore e amore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         se i nemici sono tanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         tanto poi l'onore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         ma se tanto mi da tanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         a me basta poco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         quattro amici due parole &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         dette attorno al fuoco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         meno siamo e meglio stiamo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         e ne siamo fieri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         che bisogno c'è di stare tanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         come in tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         meglio poter dire lui non c'era tu non c'eri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         siamo pochi ma ci diamo tutti quanti il tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         quanti sono i tanti tanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         sono tutti quanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         sono in tanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         quanti sono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         tanti quanti quanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         tutti quanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         sono tanti tanti tanti tanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         e perciò se sono tanti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         non ci sono santi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         meno siamo e meglio stiamo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         e ne siamo fieri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         che bisogno c'è di stare tanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         come in tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         meglio poter dire lui non c'era tu non c'eri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         siamo pochi ma ci diamo tutti quanti il tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         meno siamo e meglio stiamo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         e ne siamo fieri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         che bisogno c'è di stare tanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;                         come in tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Joe/IMPOST%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Joe/IMPOST%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909775-4478587473308401757?l=nosadella50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/feeds/4478587473308401757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909775&amp;postID=4478587473308401757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/4478587473308401757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/4478587473308401757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#4478587473308401757' title='AL VIA..'/><author><name>JoePetrosino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04047826816590601579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/R8U_9CFbTVI/AAAAAAAAACA/ft1DSwgdg08/s72-c/SONO+DONNQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909775.post-8676717104152454174</id><published>2007-10-19T15:03:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-10-19T15:05:22.844Z</updated><title type='text'>te lecce simu simu..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RxjHduPzXNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/FsQvbSZuEQI/s1600-h/volantino+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RxjHduPzXNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/FsQvbSZuEQI/s320/volantino+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123063889578384594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per noi ogni giorno è San Martino…” recita una strofa di una notissima canzone della curva Nord. In realtà, San Martino, come tutti sanno, è il tradizionale appuntamento dell’11 novembre con il vino novello. Ogni buon salentino non manca di fare la spesa e di organizzare per la serata in casa o presso qualche locale l’appuntamento conviviale con amici e parenti. E siccome la “stirpe” salentina è assai diffusa anche lontano dalla terra d’origine, negli ultimi anni si sono moltiplicati anche gli appuntamenti decisamente… fuori le mura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come accadrà a Bologna, dove, nel locale “I sapori della taranta” il team del locale, che si trova in via San Donato, insieme a “Il tuo cuoco a Domicilio (&lt;a href="http://www.salentointavola.it/" target="_blank" class="link_bord"&gt;http://www.salentointavola.it&lt;/a&gt;) stanno organizzando la festa con il concerto di un gruppo salentino, i “Cauliae”. “L'intento dell'evento – spiegano i promotori della serata - oltre che a proporre il made in Salento servirà per riunire per una sera tutta la gente salentina che per studio o lavoro si trova a Bologna, e dare visibilità anche alle nostre tradizioni”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redaz. LeccePrima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Joe/IMPOST%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909775-8676717104152454174?l=nosadella50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/feeds/8676717104152454174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909775&amp;postID=8676717104152454174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/8676717104152454174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/8676717104152454174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#8676717104152454174' title='te lecce simu simu..'/><author><name>JoePetrosino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04047826816590601579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RxjHduPzXNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/FsQvbSZuEQI/s72-c/volantino+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909775.post-5986627678572545990</id><published>2007-10-11T15:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-11T15:50:34.117Z</updated><title type='text'>come mi sento..: satisfaction</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LhY-K6A1tN8&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LhY-K6A1tN8&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909775-5986627678572545990?l=nosadella50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/feeds/5986627678572545990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909775&amp;postID=5986627678572545990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/5986627678572545990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/5986627678572545990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#5986627678572545990' title='come mi sento..: satisfaction'/><author><name>JoePetrosino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04047826816590601579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909775.post-4885796215772617171</id><published>2007-10-01T10:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-01T10:39:12.866Z</updated><title type='text'>"e naufragar m’è dolce in questo mare."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RwDNNs51tAI/AAAAAAAAABo/1rBdx960bxE/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RwDNNs51tAI/AAAAAAAAABo/1rBdx960bxE/s320/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116314811968631810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;blockquote&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;Sempre caro mi fu quest’ermo colle,       1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;e questa siepe, che da tanta parte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;dell’ultimo orizzonte il guardo esclude.   3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;Ma sedendo e mirando, interminati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;spazi di là da quella, e sovrumani&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;silenzi, e profondissima quïete   6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;io nel pensier mi fingo; ove per poco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;il cor non si spaura. E come il vento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;odo stormir tra queste piante, io quello   9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;infinito silenzio a questa voce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;vo comparando: e mi sovvien l’eterno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;e le morti stagioni, e la presente   12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;e viva, e il suon di lei. Così tra questa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;immensità s’annega il pensier mio:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;e naufragar m’è dolce in questo mare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;NOTAZIONI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mirando&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; se il poeta sta seduto dietro la siepe, non può vedere, non può mirare, quindi se ne deduce che il suo "mirare" è tutto interiore, esso equivale a "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;immaginare con l’intelletto&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Naufragar m’è dolce in questo mare&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; qui abbiamo un ossimoro, l’accostamento cioè di due concetti opposti. Morire e soprattutto morire affogati (naufragar) non è certamente piacevole, ma per il poeta è "dolce". Quest’immagine così dissonante serve ad indicare quei momenti di grande felicità in cui si accetta anche la morte, perché essa è come un sigillo che chiude quell’esperienza di sommo piacere e impedisce il sopravvenire di altre vicende certamente non dello stesso valore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909775-4885796215772617171?l=nosadella50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/feeds/4885796215772617171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909775&amp;postID=4885796215772617171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/4885796215772617171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/4885796215772617171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#4885796215772617171' title='&quot;e naufragar m’è dolce in questo mare.&quot;'/><author><name>JoePetrosino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04047826816590601579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RwDNNs51tAI/AAAAAAAAABo/1rBdx960bxE/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909775.post-5787390651708445813</id><published>2007-08-26T16:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-26T16:19:36.310Z</updated><title type='text'>V- day   p. Maggiore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RtGnsFzw7RI/AAAAAAAAABg/-BCZtlPybRg/s1600-h/v+day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RtGnsFzw7RI/AAAAAAAAABg/-BCZtlPybRg/s320/v+day.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103044228702858514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="quote"&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;V-day, ci sei o non ci sei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909775-5787390651708445813?l=nosadella50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/feeds/5787390651708445813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909775&amp;postID=5787390651708445813' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/5787390651708445813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/5787390651708445813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#5787390651708445813' title='V- day   p. Maggiore'/><author><name>JoePetrosino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04047826816590601579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RtGnsFzw7RI/AAAAAAAAABg/-BCZtlPybRg/s72-c/v+day.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909775.post-7753798310477798890</id><published>2007-07-03T09:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-03T09:13:45.358Z</updated><title type='text'>Qui U.S.A....Texas..?? No, solo Supersano</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RooRiXMCXgI/AAAAAAAAABY/_JNobRF5Gm8/s1600-h/DSC_0659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RooRiXMCXgI/AAAAAAAAABY/_JNobRF5Gm8/s320/DSC_0659.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082894411478752770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grande festa della Madonna Coelimanna a Supersano, festeggiata quest'anno   sabato 30 Giugno e Domenica 1 Luglio.  Altro che America...!! L'America c'è l'abbiamo in casa..&lt;br /&gt;La tradizionale fiera,    che da qualche anno viene svolta in Piazza Magli, dove nel centro della piazza vengono svolte le gare di    tiro. Gare in cui i cavalli vengono legati ad un carretto pesante e spronati    a tirarlo. Il carretto viene infossato in un piccolo dislivello dove i cavalli    devono cercare di tirarlo fuori in tre tentativi. &lt;em&gt;( Le cosiddette Calate    )&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Per altre foto.. http://www.ilsupersanese.com/servizi/notizie/visualizzaImmagini.aspx?titolo=Il%20Nostro%20Giornale%20e%20la%20fiera%20del%20bestiame&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909775-7753798310477798890?l=nosadella50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/feeds/7753798310477798890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909775&amp;postID=7753798310477798890' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/7753798310477798890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/7753798310477798890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#7753798310477798890' title='Qui U.S.A....Texas..?? No, solo Supersano'/><author><name>JoePetrosino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04047826816590601579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RooRiXMCXgI/AAAAAAAAABY/_JNobRF5Gm8/s72-c/DSC_0659.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909775.post-8797587516863607252</id><published>2007-07-01T16:30:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-07-01T17:10:46.280Z</updated><title type='text'>Gli dei..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RofW63MCXfI/AAAAAAAAABQ/df9hSTDcY18/s1600-h/SWScan00024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RofW63MCXfI/AAAAAAAAABQ/df9hSTDcY18/s320/SWScan00024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082267011246087666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Era in quel di Pasqua, quando un gruppo di persone emigrate per studio, si accingeva a tornare nel loro paese natio  per trascorrere le vacanze pasquali affrontando un lungo viaggio, di circa otto ore.; ma come ogni "avventura" (quando si intraprende un viaggio con le ferrovie), per quei  poveri sventurati ignari di quel che succedeva, si stava  scagliando il piccolo promettente dio Sfiga. Si deve sapere che il dio Sfiga era nato dalla dea Figa con il dio Sfortuna. Si narra che il dio Padre, nell'antichità avesse avuto un figlio molto sfortunato cioè dio Sfortuna, &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;il  dio  Padre  era molto afflitto  nel vedere  tutte le disavventure del figlio,  allora,  preso dalla disperazione andò a parlare con la dea della Fortuna  e gli disse: " Oh, mia carissima dea, un problema mi affligge da quando mio figlio è nato. Non riesco a toglierli una maledizione avuta da piccolo da un mio acerrimo nemico, incappa sempre in incidenti banali e poi tutti lo deridono."&lt;br /&gt;La Dea Fortuna tra se e se  esclamò: " Oh, povera me, da oggi in poi ci sarà molto più lavoro..!" e disse  al padre: "questa è la tua croce, tuo figlio non si toglierà più questa etichetta di sfortunato e tutti si riguarderanno a stargli ben lontano, ma non disperare anche a lui toccherà un mio bacio e quindi  per una sola volta gli concederò la mia dote."&lt;br /&gt;Il Dio Padre rimase un po' perplesso, non sapendo  che fortuna gli potesse capitare al  figlio  cosi sfortunato, ma alzò le spalle e andò via.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( il racconto continua... a presto).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909775-8797587516863607252?l=nosadella50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/feeds/8797587516863607252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909775&amp;postID=8797587516863607252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/8797587516863607252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/8797587516863607252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#8797587516863607252' title='Gli dei..'/><author><name>JoePetrosino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04047826816590601579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RofW63MCXfI/AAAAAAAAABQ/df9hSTDcY18/s72-c/SWScan00024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909775.post-2994610349471167588</id><published>2007-06-14T08:18:00.002Z</published><updated>2007-06-14T08:45:12.548Z</updated><title type='text'>fatta la macchinetta ..facciamo un buon caffè..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RnD6CvAdHGI/AAAAAAAAABA/s2CJD90hZUw/s1600-h/53512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RnD6CvAdHGI/AAAAAAAAABA/s2CJD90hZUw/s320/53512.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075831704931605602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="testo3"&gt;                              NIKON COOLPIX D80 + AF-G 18-135 Kit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non avrei mai pensato che per comprare una macchinetta digitale, un'oggetto che oggi giorno si trova in tutte le case per immmortalare  un 'momento' (che per la velocità di scatto devo sprecare più foto per raccogliere un momento, se pur particoalarmente emozionante) , si dovesse superare diverse prove, diversi stage, studiare libri di fotografia... e tanto altro ancora...(son meglio le macchinette usa e getta..). Ma la parte più interessante è sicuramente l'acquisto, quando il comesso comincia a fare il sapientone e tu li, a fare il finto ignorante.. (bravo nella tua parte, perchè non si accorgerà mai, che prima di spendere sta barca di soldi avrò letto qualcosa.. stupido comesso..), e mentre sta a spiegare una marea di interminabili dati tecnici e di opzioni che si potranno fare con sta cazzo di macchinetta.. pensavo inesorabilmente che a casa serviva tanto una moka da caffè, magari faccesse anche il latte macchiato... ma in tanto sta cazzo di macchinetta lo farà almeno buono sto caffè...?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909775-2994610349471167588?l=nosadella50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/feeds/2994610349471167588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909775&amp;postID=2994610349471167588' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/2994610349471167588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/2994610349471167588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#2994610349471167588' title='fatta la macchinetta ..facciamo un buon caffè..'/><author><name>JoePetrosino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04047826816590601579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RnD6CvAdHGI/AAAAAAAAABA/s2CJD90hZUw/s72-c/53512.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909775.post-7569579383230768616</id><published>2007-05-25T14:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-25T14:56:18.537Z</updated><title type='text'>un periodo un po così..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/Rlb497quw8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8H78JFVe3XE/s1600-h/CHE+FINE1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/Rlb497quw8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8H78JFVe3XE/s320/CHE+FINE1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068512173524698050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uno scrittore, di nuova generazione non lo sono divenatato, e non vorrei neanche diventarlo , e sopratutto non vorrei contribuire ai nuovi scrittori creando dei nuovi sinonimi come ad esempio " bloggeristi "( ..italainizzandolo, termine tratto da Repubblica ). Quindi, torno un po' bambino e mi esprimo nella scrittura più semplice..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909775-7569579383230768616?l=nosadella50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/feeds/7569579383230768616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909775&amp;postID=7569579383230768616' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/7569579383230768616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/7569579383230768616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#7569579383230768616' title='un periodo un po così..'/><author><name>JoePetrosino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04047826816590601579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/Rlb497quw8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8H78JFVe3XE/s72-c/CHE+FINE1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909775.post-6469000008205041194</id><published>2007-05-04T09:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-04T09:54:49.633Z</updated><title type='text'>e tu quale pecorella sei..??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RjsCb8Aj7bI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6PeHKQGyzFY/s1600-h/specchio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RjsCb8Aj7bI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6PeHKQGyzFY/s320/specchio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060641285269089714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Lo    specchio della vita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;    - (E ciò che l'una fa e l'altre fanno) &lt;/i&gt;(1898)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909775-6469000008205041194?l=nosadella50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/feeds/6469000008205041194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909775&amp;postID=6469000008205041194' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/6469000008205041194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/6469000008205041194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#6469000008205041194' title='e tu quale pecorella sei..??'/><author><name>JoePetrosino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04047826816590601579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RjsCb8Aj7bI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6PeHKQGyzFY/s72-c/specchio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909775.post-4419358332307166724</id><published>2007-04-21T15:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-21T15:06:46.850Z</updated><title type='text'>programma della stagione estiva al teatro politico ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/Rion5Oy9vdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/LTRiYSEVO6M/s1600-h/manzoni.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/Rion5Oy9vdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/LTRiYSEVO6M/s320/manzoni.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055897395854687698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo aveva già ben capito  Don Abbondio..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909775-4419358332307166724?l=nosadella50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/feeds/4419358332307166724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909775&amp;postID=4419358332307166724' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/4419358332307166724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/4419358332307166724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#4419358332307166724' title='programma della stagione estiva al teatro politico ...'/><author><name>JoePetrosino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04047826816590601579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/Rion5Oy9vdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/LTRiYSEVO6M/s72-c/manzoni.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909775.post-6156220884739211349</id><published>2007-04-16T21:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-16T21:18:16.200Z</updated><title type='text'>LASCIATEME STUDIA..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RiPnlZtxNzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bv0fx47bb0Q/s1600-h/schel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RiPnlZtxNzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bv0fx47bb0Q/s320/schel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054137836583860018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamma mia &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;comme &lt;/span&gt; sto..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909775-6156220884739211349?l=nosadella50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/feeds/6156220884739211349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909775&amp;postID=6156220884739211349' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/6156220884739211349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/6156220884739211349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#6156220884739211349' title='LASCIATEME STUDIA..'/><author><name>JoePetrosino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04047826816590601579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RiPnlZtxNzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bv0fx47bb0Q/s72-c/schel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909775.post-6655315833497610503</id><published>2007-04-16T20:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-16T21:15:44.780Z</updated><title type='text'>le mie puttane..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RiPjuZtxNyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWpcG-b9S_4/s1600-h/le+mie+puttane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RiPjuZtxNyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWpcG-b9S_4/s320/le+mie+puttane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054133593156171554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eccole,.. ecco a voi le mie pie donne, le mie dame da compagnia .. donne che non troverò più disponibili  perchè oramai son diventate dottoresse..  " de sto ...".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sapendo di non trovarli più in luoghi di mio interesse,  ho trovato doveroso,  dedicargli il mio primo post, essendo mancato alla loro proclamazione.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909775-6655315833497610503?l=nosadella50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/feeds/6655315833497610503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909775&amp;postID=6655315833497610503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/6655315833497610503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/6655315833497610503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#6655315833497610503' title='le mie puttane..'/><author><name>JoePetrosino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04047826816590601579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QOCMKMXTsds/RiPjuZtxNyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWpcG-b9S_4/s72-c/le+mie+puttane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38909775.post-117578154201304787</id><published>2007-04-05T13:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-05T13:59:02.020Z</updated><title type='text'>under construction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3739/1669/1600/467097/3260347358-voragine-gallipoli-crollo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3739/1669/320/986729/3260347358-voragine-gallipoli-crollo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.it/search?hl=it&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;channel=s&amp;rls=org.mozilla:it:official&amp;amp;hs=kCS&amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=spell&amp;resnum=0&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;cd=1&amp;amp;q=under+construction&amp;amp;spell=1" class="p"&gt;under &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;construction&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909775-117578154201304787?l=nosadella50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/feeds/117578154201304787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38909775&amp;postID=117578154201304787' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/117578154201304787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38909775/posts/default/117578154201304787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosadella50.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#117578154201304787' title='under construction'/><author><name>JoePetrosino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04047826816590601579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
