Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Burning Sensation In My Leg And Hair Loss

Cap

It's morning, birds sing and the night brought rain to the asphalt layer a bit of freshness. The air is sweet night's sleep, though short, was a refreshing experience, and to top it off, you woke up (e) next to the one who lightens your day, to summarize, you're well.

You decide to take the subway, you just compare your contemporaries, and you see that ultimately, they are not as ugly as that. And you're even likely, in a particularly exhilarating rush of humanity, all in your arms to love them all as they are. Yes, for a bit, they are even beautiful. The train arrives
, and although crowded, you decide to go up, your not the most nimble, more agile, more alert. When suddenly ... ! Suddenly, a species of individuals dirty, rude, fat and ugly pushes you to go first.

You know, the kind old go-pardon the expression-con, encased in his prejudices, which seems not to have attended a bathroom for two weeks, easily, and which bears The stigma of a profound mistake: namely, a cap. Because in the old cap, it's really a dirty race. I thought only my family members thought that, before I realized that the name "Grandpa with cap" was almost universal, and universally pejorative. The paper cap can not drive a car when crossing the little man is red, without haste, ignoring the cars and danger, the truffle-ground because the paper cap misbehaves just to puncture the most money possible with the SECU-, citing his advanced age to fuck principles as basic as courtesy, politeness, propriety, or even respect for others, so if you want my opinion, his age, it would tend to be an aggravating factor. Finally, still be serious! If life boils down to a succession of troubles, and moreover, it is old and suffering as well go directly to Switzerland to end through a small puncture virtually painless!
It should be noted that the paper cap may as well be on the right than the left, and it is a version in each country. Except perhaps in Switzerland ...

In any case, I thank the idiot who got me rotten mood and the ticket charge of love that I wanted to give you here this morning.

Anyway, I think what I say, old, should be drowned at birth.

Monday, June 28, 2010

Wooden Fingerboard.au

I've already said that ... [3]

... I intended to come back among you?

Maybe in a different editorial line, and then we will try to move to Wordpress soon, the format satisfies me more, but in the meantime I'll share my state of day through this clip of a group that I love: Shout Out Louds with an occasional song: The Comeback

So: enjoy!

Monday, June 7, 2010

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few dates


1971: start of construction of the dam.

December 24, 1972: A Celebration of Christmas in last Salles.

November 15, 1973: Close the drain valve of the dam.

1 March 1974: removal by the police

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Testimonials

Excerpts from testimony received by the author of DVD
Memory of a Village "

" It is with great emotion
I watched your movie.
My husband spent all
his vacation to ROOMS
could not hold back her tears.
What memories buried in the lake.
Thanks for the memories. "

"It is not without emotion that we
've seen the pictures of our old village
so dear to our hearts.
He sleeps on the lake bottom
with our childhood memories.
Thank fixed forever
images of his last moments
and for thinking of us who have lived
the dramatic hours of his agony "

"A lot of emotions at the sight of this
landscape is so dear to our hearts. Thank you
thought to be fixed on film all
these memories because they are too busy with the cares,
shared by anger and dismay we did not
thought to set our memories "



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Memory of a village


Les Salles sur Verdon
sent wFILES789 . - The latest movie trailers online.
viewing a sample of
DVD when you buy the DVD from the Association
Memory Salles sur Verdon "
you will have 40 minutes of screen
Preview DVD "Memory of a village." This DVD tells the story of the ancient village of Salles sur Verdon in 1974 drowned beneath the waters of the dam of St. Croix in Provence (France) near the village of Moustiers Sainte Marie.Images tour from 1971 to 1974.
Available from the association Memory Halls sur Verdon.
MEMORY OF ROOMS ON VERDON
Place Sainte Anne - 83630 Les Salles sur Verdon
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