Thursday, September 3, 2009

How To Build A Horizontal Wood Slat Fence

summer storm

Yes this morning I think after a couple of months since the last time it rained.
Oh well ... maybe say "it rained" is a tantinello excessive (by the way you say "it rained" or "it rained"?! Never solve my dilemma school).
I could say more accurately that "has made two drops of rain, a storm that lasted a yes and no ... but maybe ten minutes to think about it again I would be in error. Yes, because in fact the fall this morning seemed anything but water.
Birds repaired under the leaves of plants seems inclined commit suicide rather than wet feathers, not to mention the trees that seemed to observe the sky with a desperate air of one who sees a gun pointed to his forehead.
In the air that wafts a smell of wet asphalt mixed with dust mixed with an acrid stench of ...
....... something very disgusting.
asphalt-white and foamy-looking puddles seem to challenge me as a cartoon character villain, a sadistic laugh and those from the physical and low fat (which I never understood why the heroes are always the exceptional cool while the bad ones are low fat, Pelosi and maybe even damn rich) ...
coooomunque ... back from lunch here 3 or 4 "boys" (and what else might be called?) Gesticulate and scream in the throes of homicidal crisis while they see their car crashed on the side Road - 3-car collision -, victims themselves of a challenge against a life lost hurried, distracted and far too slippery.
Now the air is heavy, we feel a bit 'like the ones that every little whales get stranded on the shores of some distant sea, and air without breathing hard.
I can not wait to return home this evening to get me a cold shower and take off this nose from the stench of oil and wash off this feeling of disgust.

Image taken from http://www.meteoman.it/

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