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giovedì, 28 aprile 2005

Un Blog mitico!

visitate miticogesu.splinder.com !!!


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AFFITTO FRONTE ED AUTOMOBILE A SCOPO AFFISSIONE PUBBLICITA'

astenersi perditempo...

If I had a little money, must be funny, in this rich men's world...

 Rendo disponibile per pubblicità la mia fronte (tatuaggi temporanei) e la mia automobile, Ford Fiesta del '94, dignitosa, ottima per pubblicità del tipo "Ti serve un finanziamento per l'acquisto auto? Non fare come me, chiama Pinco Pallino" oppure: "Pizzeria da Mario: io me la posso permettere" e via imprenditori, un poco di fantasia!!! Essere sulla bocca di tutti non è mai stato così facile...prezzi modici, astenersi perditempo.


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martedì, 26 aprile 2005

WE SHOULD BE GOING BABE...

25 Aprile 2005

Il cuore redento si gonfia d'orgoglio, mentre una dolce brezza lambisce i nostri forti spiriti di Italiani l'aere è pervasa dalle gloriose note che il Reparto Corazzato dei Vigili Urbani Di Ravenna spande sul Poppolo in Festa. A lato un Glorioso Stand Gastronomico diffonde il proprio Nazionale ed Autarchico afrore di Salsiccia e Piada mentre costosi cagnoloni distratti omaggiano Corso Cavour dei propri umori.

We should be going babe...before we enter 3rd world...


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sabato, 23 aprile 2005

SCOLO LAMA! CHIARE FRESCHE DOLCI FOGNE...

Oggi il nostro bel corso d'acqua è in gran forma: supera abbondantemente il decimo grado della scala cadaveri, un bell'odore di putrefatto si confonde con le bottiglie verdi galleggianti ed il fondo limaccioso che doveva essere dragato almeno un lustro fa.

Complimenti Ravennina mia...


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lunedì, 04 aprile 2005

2005 Aprile 2 ore 21:37

Farewell, Mr. JP II...

Il vuoto [...]


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venerdì, 01 aprile 2005

UN ALTRO CONTRATTO...BASTA!!!!

Fresco fresco di venerdì un bel contrattino per un impiantino da mandare in un campo olio in Egitto, consiste in un bel bidone verticale di due metri di diametro per tre e mezzo di altezza, svariato valvolame, tubi assortiti ed un bello scambiatorone di calore tipo sigaro sdraiato e lungo 11 metri...ma quale crisi?

Qua siamo disperati...  ...se il petrolio non scende ci tocca lavorare anche di notte! Saluti amizzi...


scritto da: andrea99boban alle ore 17:44 | link | commenti
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L'angolo dell'Arte...

EGLE REGINA DEI SERPENTI

Secondo una famosa leggenda Lituana, il re dei serpenti si innamorò di una bellissima donna Lituana, di nome Egle.

Leggetevi la leggenda completa:

Egle, Queen of the Grass Snakes

Very long ago by the Lithuanian seacoast lived a farmer and his wife. Their cottage was one of the prettiest. The roof was covered with straw, and the rooftop was decorated with carvings. The windowsills were decorated with carved tulips. In the cottage yard bloomed colorful flowers.

The farmer had twelve sons and three daughters. The youngest and prettiest daughter was Egle. One evening the sisters went to the sea to bathe, leaving their clothes on the shore. A grass snake crawled into Egle's shirt sleeve. Egle was frightened. The grass snake began to speak: "Give me your word that you will marry me, then I will crawl out." Egle did not want to agree, but how could she get rid of the grass snake? Finally, Egle agreed to marry the grass snake.

The grass snake crawled out of the shirt sleeve. All of the sisters hurried home and forgot what was promised to the grass snake. After three days, a whole group of grass snakes slithered into Egle's yard. They reminded Egle that she had promised to marry the grass snake. They demanded that Egle go away with them. Egle's parents did not want to give Egle to the grass snakes. They tried in many ways to fool the grass snakes but were unsuccessful. As was promised, thus is must be. Finally, Egle had to go with the grass snakes to the sea.

Just as Egle approached the sea, the sea became stormy. From the depths appeared not a terrible grass snake but a handsome young man -- the Prince of the Waters! He said to Egle: "Do you not recognize me? I appeared to you as a grass snake." She then agreed to be his wife.

The Prince of the Waters led Egle to the grass snake's palace in the ocean depths. Egle was astonished. Such luxury she had never seen before: amber walls, furniture decorated with various jewels and gold dishes. The grass snakes prepared a lavish wedding feast which lasted for three weeks. Egle was very happy.

Nine years passed. Egle had three sons and one daughter. The sons she called Azuolas (Oak), Uosis (Ash), and Berzas (Birch). The daughter she called Drebule (Trembling Poplar). The oldest son, Azuolas, asked Egle: "Mommy, where do our grandparents live? Why don't we ever visit them?" Egle remembered her parents, brothers and sisters and realized she missed them very much. So, she asked her husband, the Prince of the Waters, if she could return to visit her home. Her husband was not able to leave the sea and was afraid to let them go alone. "Perhaps I will not be alive when you return," he said, but Egle begged. Finally he agreed to let them go.

Before leaving, Egle prepared for the journey. She sewed the finest clothes for herself and packed the loveliest treasures. Her relatives would see that she was wealthy and happy. The Prince of the Waters followed his family to the seashore. In bidding farewell, he said to Egle: "When you return, come alone with the children. When you come to the sea, call for me by singing: "Zilvini, Zilvini, if you are alive send a milky foam. If you are not send a bloody foam.' Then you will know if I am still alive." And to the children he said, "Do not tell anyone how to summon me!"

Egle promised to return quickly. Egle and the children returned to Egle's home. Everyone rejoiced. Her parents could not get over their enchantment with Egle and her children, nor could they get over their delight with the homecoming presents. All of her relatives and neighbors gathered to greet Egle and her children. Her parents prepared a feast and entertained the gathered guests. No one could believe the stories Egle told about her life in the depths of the sea.

Egle spent her time happily at home, but she felt it was time to return. Her parents became very sad when they realized that Egle would leave them. They again would be left to live without the beautiful Egle and their now beloved grandchildren. How could they be kept at home?

Egle's brother and sisters agreed to somehow find out from the children how to summon the grass snake and out an end to him so that Egle and the children could remain at home forever. The next night, Egle's brothers took Azuolas into the woods to herd horses. They asked and asked Azuolas how to summon his father, but Azuolas would not tell. The following night, the brothers took Uosis and Berzas, but they would not tell how to summon their father. The third night the brothers took young Drebule into the woods. Drebule, not understanding that she did wrong, innocently blurted out how to summon her father.

The next morning, when no one was watching, the brothers went to the seashore and sang: "Zilvini, Zilvini, if you are alive send a milky foam. If you are not alive, send a bloody foam." A milky foam came forth. Out from the foam there appeared the grass snake. All the brothers attacked the grass snake with scythes and killed him. When Egle's brothers returned home, they did not tell Egle what had happened.

No one was able to convince Egle to remain at home. Even though it was lovely with her parents, she felt that her home was in the sea with the Prince of Waters. She said farewell to her parents and all her relatives and then went to the sea alone with her children.

When she came to the shore, Egle became uneasy. She thought it was strange that the sea was so still. Singing, she called her beloved husband: "Zilvini, Zilvini, if you are alive send a milky foam. If you are not alive, send a bloody foam." Suddenly, the sea moved, and from the very depth there came a bloody foam! Egle heard her husband's sad voice say, "Our little daughter, our smallest, did not keep her word." The daughter, hearing her father's voice began to quiver. The sons began to cry. Egle, watching the disappearing foam, sadly said, "My little daughter, my young one, would that you turn into a trembling poplar, and you sons, would that you turn into strong trees, and I, your dear mother, will become a fir tree."

As soon as these words were spoken, thus it happened. They all turned into trees which through the ages have spoken to the people of Lithuania. Egle's three sons turned into an oak, an ash and a birch -- the three strongest trees found in Lithuania. The daughter turned into a trembling poplar which trembles in the lightest wind. The queen, Egle, became an everlasting green fir tree.


Tratto (senza alcun fine di lucro) dal sito http://www.peacecorps.gov/wws/guides/lithuania/lithlang.html#Egle

E per completare, ecco un dipinto, di autore Lituano (Arvydas Algminas), intitolato alla regina Egle. [chi vi ricorda???? :) labai myliu taves myliute!]



scritto da: andrea99boban alle ore 15:42 | link | commenti
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Lo sapevate che...

IL BIODIESEL

  • In generale si dice Biodiesel qualsiasi miscela tra gasolio ed olio di colza
  • In generale un'auto a gasolio funziona anche col 100% di olio di colza invece del diesel
  • L'unico problema è che alcune auto diesel hanno delle guarnizioni di materiale scarso nelle pompe del carburante, che potrebbero rompersi con l'olio di colza, ma la maggior parte delle auto diesel non ha problemi di sorta
  • La colza si può coltivare anche nelle zone d'Italia più sfavorite dal clima o dal terreno, è una fonte rinnovabile perchè trasforma sole+CO2+acqua in olio.
  • Il bilancio energetico relativo all'uso di olio di colza è circa ZERO: cioè, tanta CO2 mangia la colza nel crescere, tanta ne sputacchia il nostro diesel nel camminare, cosa tutt'altro che trascurabile perchè in questo modo non contribuisce all'effetto serra, effetto invece galvanizzato dai combustibili fossili, che le ere avevano relegato fuori dall'ecosistema (sotto molti metri di terra) e che noi invece reimmettiamo in aria aumentando la CO2 globale.
  • Il Biodiesel è fondamentalmente ILLEGALE in Italia, poichè usandolo si eviterebbero le accise sul carburante (ed esso costa circa 0.65 €/litro all'Eurospin) e quindi ogni anno il governucolo approva un contingente utilizzabile, senza le accise. Quest'anno tale contingente è sceso del 33% rispetto all'anno scorso, in totale controtendenza rispetto al resto d'Europa
  • Il poco Biodiesel autorizzato viene usato nei mezzi pubblici, ed è gasolio con 5% di olio di colza. Effetto sull'economia e sull'ecosistema: praticamente nullo.
  • Il Biodiesel brucia molto meglio del gasolio, lascia qualche residuo in più sul motore ma produce meno particelle e sostanze tossiche.

A mio avviso bisognerebbe:

  1. Produrre ed utilizzare quanto più Biodiesel possibile. Questo avrebbe un ottimo influsso sull'agricoltura, sull'industria chimica e sull'ambiente (incredibile trinomio!).
  2. Produrre ed utilizzare quanto più Biodiesel possibile. Per smarcare l'Italia dalla dipendenza dal petrolio almeno riguardo il diesel. Per gli altri combustibili abbiamo altre risposte altrettanto intelligenti.

saluti...


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