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THE ART OF TIE


So, around the corner and are on Cornelia Street, a quiet little street in the Village. Restaurants, some character whose taste in dress black hole leaves some perplexity '. The kind that the chick that I met, I did not understand if she had run away from a circus or a mental hospital but turned with a pair of shoes with white polka dot ties, red socks of the Pippi Longstocking, the t-shirt Totti by Super superbly brought under bolero torero Camomillo and the hair of the Furies when they get in a bad mood. Flying on the unfortunate episode, I'll tell you a surprise art-show.

left me behind the icon of elegance, I find myself banging my nose against the Giants ties, dangling from a closed damper. I knew that the tallest man in the world and , I take this opportunity to suggest the organization of the Guinness Book of Records to elect him with honors as the ugliest in the world, had just married, but I had not had news of his landing in New York. A man in shirt and bermuda refugee faces on a ladder and continues to hang cravat. The approach:
- Excuse me, but she did not have a closet in the house?

The man explains to me that this is an 'exposure. The ties are his works and are also for sale: the average price between $ 1200 and $ 1500.
- Ah, I thought it was art.
- Surrealism - he contends he
Meanwhile, the artist moves like a ferret and mounts his "personal". Ties made of recycled material, denim, upholstery fabric, jute bags and then painted or decorated with items suggested by the frenzy.
As I said, from its lineup, the background of each piece, I have one question in mind:
- but you, by that beauty go? I swear that I
two legs without hair to perfection as those I had never seen, smooth as ice, like a silk scarf ... something that made me die with envy because, to me, not even if you pass on a torch, so are the two legs.

Does My Smoke Detector Keep Beeping

SPLASH


It 's summer. It's hot. An immense desire for fresh takes over. What to do? Of course, a jump in the pool. The municipal swimming pools in the city of New York offer much more than simple refreshment. The water reserve is a plethora of germs very difficult to eradicate. Swarms of virus circulating freely pending final attack, the bacteria floating on the water and make a tan, fungus and skin disorders take root perfectly to your skin. On lucky days you can even cross mononucleosis going to take a ride on the mat and much, much more. Immerse yourself in the cool waters, made by an epidemic of sulphurous flatulence, and 'a real pleasure.
You can also find rare disease that nobody knew about and participate in the grand spectacle of the American diet: an avalanche of cellulite, stretch marks, spider, fat foot waterfall free abdominal collapsed, water retention by the "puffer" depigmentation of all or part of a parade of floats and double chins. Who wants to spend a very special day, do not hesitate to contact me for more information.
E 'should use the pool on the hottest days of the year, when the proportion of the population to poverty line went there to cool off in the absence of an air conditioner and a shower.

Gay Naturopathic Doctor

I DID MY FAT RUSSIAN-JEWISH WEDDING


What can I say? The inconsistency has taken over. I do not want. I entered the stage of abstraction. Let me, however, that at this stage vacuum unproductive tell you of my fat, funny, alcoholic jew-Russian marriage.
Last weekend I went to Philadelphia . The city? No, nothing special, pretty boring but the event has brought us and I 'was the wedding of a friend.
Well, for starters I will tell you that I booked the hotel as reported in the wedding invitations. Once
entered the room assigned to me, I was pleasantly surprised by "infernal hurricane that never rests" , produced by a powerful air conditioner installed in the room for an industrial environment of the seven dwarfs. I expected to find Minos sitting on the toilet, I found instead of dental floss used on the sink and the hair of an Afghan hound. I decided therefore to stop the Typhoon and take a nap before taking a tour de force of the wedding. As soon as I lift the bedspread, I suspect you have at the sight of brown spots that cover the pillows and pillow covers, as if someone had defecated on a lot of fun before leaving the accommodation.
Enthusiastic
start laughing, I am going to try the maid plans. Having inspected the closets even crossing a pair of Indian elderly, almost in a state of decomposition, pushing a cart filled with filthy towels. Li came up with a smile and explain what happened. The two shamans continue to smile showing rows of teeth with the colors of autumn and I understand that only speak Urdu and I think that verbal communication is impossible in practice. I accompany them, and then, in my room and explain the massacre. They understand. Bowing and pouring sayings from the commedia dell'arte, start the recovery of material worthy of the room.
There ' ponare.E more time to 'time to become decent and hastening to the place of the big event. Everything will take place at the restaurant, including ceremony so if I get hungry - I think - I grab a sandwich from the buffet and let me ingurgito without notice.
arrival, the men banging on the head kippa ' Arctic reindeer leather. Women are decorated as if they were going to Gala ' Monegasque Red Cross: long dresses and shiny, solidified layers of sequins, pearls, cubic zirconia and blunt objects, and hairstyles to Marie Antoinette, when he still had his head on the neck.
The tent and the altar 'was placed right next at the table next to a sweet cabare 'of cannoli and cream puffs.
comes the rabbi, a hooked nose and eyes close before. He starts to sing, issuing notes in Cyrillic on the shades of Bocelli.
Enter the maids of honor, decorated for the occasion as an infant at the court of Isabella of Spain, and the red carpet strewn with rose petals. Here come the witnesses and then the bridegroom with the frack gray accompanied by their parents in a state of emotional excitement, then the bride dress white canopy, with axillary gloves and the veil of the Madonna di Loreto.

Halfway down the aisle, the mother lifts the veil and whispering a few words:
- run! I already called the taxi.
To simulate the effect of Siberia, so dear to the Russian people, instead of air conditioning has been used for artificial snow cannons, so the only open the door to the kitchen develops a nice blizzard that cools the air. For a moment I felt that all my body fluids are frozen. I make a bellini.
The band settled on a box to the right of the altar, set up with spectacularly starry sky on the night of San Lorenzo, accompanies the evolution of the singing rabbi who sang.
The couple exchanged rings and vows. Unwise to ladies who have not used waterproof mascara, trickles down blacks.
All sing and prepare the great feast.
tables, sumptuous and opulent, are already laden with twenty-five starters. A guy who looks a lot like Danny DeVito in overweight and has a bald spot to rival that of St. Francis of Assisi , sits at my table and dine with a bottle of cognac and one of Chateau Lalande-Borie , alternating sips from a glass to another. After a bit 'of the swing, takes on the coloration of a German after a day at sea. As they advance the course will raise the volume of the music. The singer, who looks like a survivor of the Chernobyl disaster, we are delighted with some Russian folk songs and songs of Charles Aznavour . After two hours of continuous flow, with horror, I realize that we are stuck with appetizers. The liver is screaming mercy! and asks me the bitter Giuliani. An old harpooned a tripod is unleashed on the track and mow one of the waiters.
and DeVito are coming Pel'meni Russian toast with a new bottle of cognac. Nasdrovia! Despite having one of the icy air guns pointed at the back, and 'sweating like a horse. Now the music has taken over the communication and fatigue. The Chernobyl survived the microphone stops and places a pre-recorded tape. The bass are taking me to punch his stomach with the force of a jackhammer. A massive cacophony when we are gripped, like a saber, I get ear notes "I am an Italian" Toto Cutugno . At this point I stop and tell you that the matter is, and 'regrettable fact when, later on, and' game also "I love you" to Umberto Tozzi.

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iPHONE


I come to you with some harrowing pictures dell'iDay the day, while proceeding to the countdown waiting for the sale of the much-rumored iPhone. Are 9.00 am. In front of the Apple store on 5th there 'a ferment by Oscar night. Fans of the logo with the apple camp out for days behind the barricades placed around pending X. We are the real state of siege.

There 'who has pitched a tent on the sidewalk and Winnie the Pooh and' ready to launch the attack, who for convenience and 'brought a mattress for two people, then we will run away if a sventolona quickie with some in the queue, and not 'even a waste of time.

for the sudden drop in temperature, the daring conquerors of the top spots are all bundled up in fleece blankets and tarpaulins and patiently wait to buy coveted. A svaporona, with a sun oxidized hair and turquoise from the exhaust pipes of cars moving 24 on 24, kills time by soap bubbles after exhausting his intellectual abilities in reading Life Style, others with dark circles of Nosferatu are devoted to artistic activities, such as painting on waxed paper recycled from its sandwiches and meditative in the position of Indian cobblers.

Flash, Zoom, cameras, media is already at work. Speaker laccatissimi in a suit and tie, covered by layers of sienna hair and jelly, throw in interviews more ruthless.
- What's your name?
- How many days are you here?
Nancyyyyyyy! Levami I polished the front, u ', which my mother is watching.

The line winds around the block between 58 ° and 59 ° and extends from minute to minute.
Tourists take pictures, the guards get bored. Steve Jobs feels very close to God








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