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Time flies


time, you know, fly away ... sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly ... but sometimes too fast. At least for un'utonta who called me a few days ago:


... the phone rings ...


Me: I'm Nick HelpDesk

Utonta: Hello, I'm Katie from Rimini (name and city, as always, not real)


Me: Hello

Utonta: Hello, I have a Wyse terminal blocked, the Z9

Me: Let's see ... ok, you kill the login I was using it, it was unlocked?

Utonta: No, it is still implanted

Me: Ok, shut off the power and data to reset the channel dell'axel

Utonta: Off .... and off ....

Me: Ok done, reconnect it and turn it back on

Utonta: Made ... But do not go yet ...

Me: So we check the setup of the terminal.

At this point we check all the parameters of the terminal but found no errors. At the end of the terminal setup is still implanted.

Me: No way ... does not cooperate. Do this, shut off again and the data cable and leave it off and unplugged for 10-15 minutes. Should recover.

Utonta: But this time I have too much to do, I can not hold it for a quarter of an hour!

Me: Well as it is not you can still use ....

Utonta: But I need!

I: Yeah, leave it switched off and unplugged for 15 minutes and should be fine.

Utonta: And if you still stuck?

Me: It means that the terminal is faulty, then eventually call you back, and open a ticket.

Utonta: Ok after ....


I put down, spend about 120 SECONDS and re-phone rings ....


Me: HelpDesk are

Utonta Nick: Hello, I'm always Katia

Me: Hello ...

Utonta: Call for a terminal blocked ..

Me: Another?

Utonta: No is always the same.

Me: But I told you to leave it off and unplugged for 15 minutes ...

Utonta: Yes, and I did! but the terminal is still stuck!

Me: But did not go 15 minutes ... I have passed it and no 2 ....

Utonta: But I can not leave it off so much, I stuck the branch

I (thinking: oh yes, a terminal branch blocks ...) : If you want to unlock you have to do what I said . I can not do anything else.

Utonta: Ok ...



I put the phone down and I realize I have finished the round. I turn off the computer and go out and feel a connection to the phone say "Hello Katie ... blocked a terminal?" ... and I think "Greetings ...."

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The largest capacity that the utonti is to say with absolute certainty things that are absolutely impossible. And there's no way to reason with her.

received a while ago, I would say strange phone call from which the fate wanted to save in extremis:


... the phone rings ...


Me: HelpDesk are

Utonta Nick: Hello, I'd open a ticket for a problem with the scanner

Me: What's the problem?

Utonta: When you run it crashes and does not acquire images

Me: Ok, tell me make and model of the scanner that I open the ticket

Utonta: Eh boh .... where is it?

I: Directly on the scanner

Utonta: It's a HP ...

Me: Ok, model?

Utonta: LaserJet 4000 ...

Me: Huh??

Utonta: HP LaserJet 4000

I (think, thanks to Ciuffoli is a printer!) : But then there is a scanner ...

Utonta: Yes!

Me: No, the LaserJet 4000 is a printer.

Utonta: Yes, it's a printer that doubles as a scanner

Me: No, the 4000 is just a printer. It makes scanners.

Utonta: But you instead! You say it's a scanner!

Me: No, however, is just a printer. It is a multifunction.

Utonta: I've used as a scanner until yesterday!

Me: So you're reading the template for something else ...

Utonta: It says here, LaserJet 4000

Me: Again, it is not possible.

Utonta: But it's written right here on the scanner!

> TACK < Cade la linea (E meno male!!!) L'utonta non ha richiamato, o magari si ma non ci ho parlato io, quindi non so come sia andata a finire...


But how the hell do you confuse a multifunction printer with a??


HP 4000:




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Ok, I have already spoken several times in this blog, but if there's one thing I still do not understand is how it is possible that there are people who do not have the slightest idea of \u200b\u200bwhat programs are using !

Well, that certainly does not require users to know exactly how to operate their programs, but at least know the name of the program go to open it should be fairly automatic, no?
Instead, as shown in several articles, it is not.

And then ... is not out of malice but often there is not even possible to go to intuition, as explained in the past, the company is actually a fusion of many companies, that despite The merger still retain a lot of differences between them. Therefore instead of having a set of standard applications, they have many ... too many.
And I'm not exaggerating, Unix systems have 15, 4 AS/400, Citrix programs, two different Oracle servers, plus a disproportionate number of Web applications that if I tried to list them all lose count. (And are more or less the same thing!)

Therefore, if you can not even tell us what it's called the program you use, it is often difficult to understand what he wants.
But the top was long ago with un'utonta that she did not know which way to turn ...


... the phone rings ...


Me: Nick HelpDesk are

Utonta: Hello, I'm back now from a year of maternity leave, and now you should reset the password of the programs because after all this time I do not remember.

Me: Ok, what programs?

Utonta: All.

Me: All what?

Utonta: Everyone!

Me: I doubt you need to use all the company plans ...

Utonta: No well I mean all the ones we use here at CustomerService

Me: And what programs to use CS?

Utonta: Well as ??!?!?!?! Do not you know ?!?!?!?!?!

Me: You tell me what programs work for you ...

Utonta: .......................................... > TACK < (riappende)

Me: But .... Vaffa

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Sometimes I wonder why waste time and energy with people not listen to me either.
Let me explain, often people who call us or write to us do not know anything .. not even use that program! And you also get angry when they realize that not enough to say "should not be the system" to allow us to solve the problem.

Some time ago I received the following call for example by a utonto that in addition to not even know what his name was also quite stubborn ...


... the phone rings ...


Me: HelpDesk are

Utonto Nick: Hello, I'm Paolo Rossi (real name NDR) , I can not log ...

Me: Get where?

Utonto: Well, I'm just stuck ...

Me: Ok, but stuck where?

Utonto: Like where?

Me: You said that you could not enter, but go where??

Utonto: Eh ... in computer ...

Me: In Windows? On the home screen? You have just turned on the pc?

Utonto: No I am already inside the PC, not within the system ...

Me: What?

Utonto: The system ...

Me: What system??

Utonto: What?

Me: That type of system / program you have to go??

Utonto: Eh ... I do not know ..

Me: I guess you clicked somewhere ... where you clicked??

Utonto: On TinyTerm ....

Me: Ok, then open TinyTerm and on what system you try to log in?

Utonto: TinyTerm! Tel'ho said!

Me: TinyTerm is an emulation program, which connects to a Unix server ... you which server you connect to?

Utonto: Ah do not know ...

Me: It is written in the address bar at the top of TinyTerm

Utonto: Here it does not say anything!

I (I surrender) : Tell me the IP of the computer ...

Utonto: XXXX

I (once connected) : The system is PINCOPALLO ... See? It says here.

Utonto: Ah ....

Me: Ok now try again, I have already restored the account

Utonto: Perfect work.

Me: A place Hello ...



all'utonto Now that I've explained how to understand what it's called the program to work on for years now, I can take it for granted that the next time he calls will all be much easier and faster for both ... something like: Hello, I'm disabled on PINCOPALLO - Ok, rehabilitated - hello Thanks!


Instead .... the next day calls for the same problem ... beak and I always ...


Me: HelpDesk are

Utonto Nick: Hello, I'm Paolo Rossi, I can not get into the system

I (I recognized him but I pretend to nothing) : What?

Utonto: Eh ... boh ....

Me: How boh ... on which system you need to connect?

Utonto: Ummmm ... the TinyTerm ....

I (give him a little help) : Ok, but where you need to connect with TinyTerm? Perhaps the PINCOPALLO??

Utonto: Ummmm ... No no just TinyTerm!


At this point I give up and I linked to his computer to re-explain where it should read ...
There would be understood, no? Exact
not got a bat!! The next day, still calls and wants to jinx it Ribecco always me!


Me: HelpDesk are

Utonto Nick: Hello, I'm Paolo Rossi, I can not get into the system

Me: What?

Utonto: Eh ..... boh .... TinyTerm ...

I (finally giving up) : Ok rehabilitated ...

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The utonti will never cease to amaze me, oh my ... now I am not surprised about anything, but despite that I developed the habit every day to have to do with the tuna I still have moments of doubt ... A
Some time ago I received a phone call from un'utonta who apparently mistook for a PC sofficino ... or to stick a fish


... the phone rings ...

Me: HelpDesk are

Utonta Nick: Hello, I can no longer turn on my laptop

I: The battery is charged?

Utonta: Yes, but does not go even with the power ...

I: But not just signs of life?

Utonta: Mah. begins to load then you hear a noise like something that you scratch off.

Me: Ok, you open a ticket to repair the PC.

Utonta: But how can you be so broken??

Me: I do not know ... happens ....

Utonta: But until yesterday afternoon was!!

Me: Now it's broken ... happen ... electronic components'm not eternal ...

Utonta: But it may have happened because of me?

I (thinking "but how do I know rocket ?!?!?) : Ah ... I do not know you use the pc ....

Utonta: Maaaaaaa ........

Me: Yes?

Utonta: Can you hit something that has remained all night in the trunk of the car?

Me: No, unless it has not rained in ...

Utonta: No it did not rain ... but where I live last night the temperature dropped below to -15 degrees ....

Me: Ah ....

Utonta: You say you can hit something?

Me: Well ... have virtually put the computer in the freezer! We believe that no longer works ....

Utonta: Ah so that's what ...

Me: Yeah ....

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.... One is stupid and the other is worse. Would you say a friend of mine.
Once I got a call (not from Oleggio, but oh well) from two utonti who apparently thought that the printers were to settle on their own.


... the phone rings ....

Me: HelpDesk are

Utonta Nick: Hello, here we have a problem with the printer.

Me: What's the problem?

Utonta: What does not go ...

Me: What?

Utonta: Do not print ..

Me: Which program dies?

Utonta: Eh boh ... I know! I

: Printing from AS400? Unix?? from Windows??

Utonta: Eh boh us mold the documento_strano_mai sentito_in_vita_mia

Me: Tell me the IP of your computer that I connect, so I can see straight ...

Utonta: XXXX


I connect to the pc and I had to do some simple printing from Windows ... but the job went wrong already being spooled before being sent to printer. Then do some testing etc. restarting the spooler. but to no avail. When utonta says something incredibly useful ...


Utonta: quard But the problem is not mine alone. Others will not even print.

Me: Eh? But this is a local printer connected to your PC. It is neither in the network share.

Utonta: But I guess that's the network ...

Me: Here it is installed on the USB port. But what this printer is physically connected? On your PC or in a turret on the wall?

Utonta: Eh ... boh colleague who you step on it understand ...

I (I guess ironically) : In the place !!!!!

Utonto: Hello?

Me: Yes, I was asking to c. ... (But I stop immediately)

Utonto: We connected the 03 to 15

Me: Eh?

Utonto: We connected the 03 to 15

Me: What?

Utonto: We connected the 03 to 15

Me: In what sense??

Utonto: We connected the 03 to 15

Me: Ok but what is the 03 and what is 15??

Utonto: Eh ... the printer! We connected to the 15! (do not know why they call it the "03" and do not want to know NDR)

Me: And I guess 15 is the number of the tower wall ... right?

Utonto: Right.

Me: But you did an operational request to put the printer on the network?

Utonto: No, I do not know what it is ...

Me: Let me see, you've got a local printer, you've made an ethernet cable and have connected to the first tower free and tried to print??

Utonto: Exactly.

Me: So it's obvious that does not work ... to put a printer on the network to activate the turret, because if you've never used is not likely to be active, associate an IP address to the printer and install it on each computer that will be used ...

Utonto: Ah ....

Me: And to do everything you need to tell your manager to fill out the application form and send it to the relevant office ...

Utonto: Oh ok then I will do so ....

Me: Here ....

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Alliance for Italy's future with the Liberty Union Center moves for autonomy in the wake of the Liberal ... E 'was born the third prong. Return to National Alliance, with no flame and no bald in Piazza Venezia. No book and musket, but Pierferdy and Binegar. The Polo is the nation's new political creature of the usual arrangements because "at the bottom of the story is always the same. There is a crying, crying, and makes the verse from that window."

So what? We continue to use the words of Whittaker.

"The names change, rimangon bastards, see you on the radio, the same faces, the usual arrangements. (What arrangements?) The Usual. Do major, major, A minor, D minor, G seventh, D minor ... C major, A major, D minor, A minor, G seventh, minor ... "

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Words, words, words ... It's not the famous song by Mina, but the remainder of the depressing spectacle that Italy has had to watch yesterday. Botte political, parliamentary skirmishes, urban warfare and even streams of words. more Drop, drop less, our considerations will also add minutes to the river in flood.

First urge admit that I was wrong. I thought the uproar in the House would be resolved with the resignation tactics after the first vote in the Senate, rather that early elections. None of that. E 'enough to appeal to the bottom of the barrel, the rot of our intellectual elite: acupuncturists, Cepu and "cchiù pilu pe everyone." Rate of exchange? Probably, but now it is urgent to look into my eyes and have the humility to admit that it is regrettable who pays, who does so is pay. A concept that seems to be unclear. In Italy they suck the chief priests, but save Judah.

second point. One thing I spot on. Fini is a goner. I always thought that the President of the Chamber had started a process of political euthanasia. Well, yesterday Berlusconi pulled the plug on his respirator. Gianfranco Fini was scrubbed by the same Chinese boxes with which he wanted to make shoes for the premier. How has decided to split from the party with his Praetorian Guard, in turn dolphin Almirante (incredibile. ..) was made out of a can of traitors who were in Mirabello in the front row clapping. In other words: do unto others as you would not want done to yourself.

Last but not least, what will happen now? And what do I know. Napolitano said it would take a crystal ball. Maybe there was a ball! The only ball I see the body roll is the cunning chameleon-like Casini. Click to see who will end up with a wine and tarallucci Bossi and Berlusconi. Once again, everything changes, so that nothing can change. And if you go to vote in the spring? If Napolitano does not have the ball, we hope to be able to read the cards.

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A reader known a meeting held at the Library of Larizza Solaro, after reading my book and be pleasantly surprised, he decided to give it away as a Christmas gift to its customers. Today I sent the letter that accompanies the book: a real review that has filled me with pride. The carry-over as it was written.


Dear,
here's to you, with so much dedication and autograph, a small (does not reach seventy pages) jewel of emotions such noir-surreal debut author Aaron Scott. One wrote

dry, fresh, fast, fast, to "a" modern, how, that is, we are encouraged to "feel" without metabolize, what we live, and as such, engaging and exciting. Full of twists, rarely granted, maintains tension thanks to the brevity seemingly simple stories.

Somewhat biographical situations with "bizarre" experienced by many (remember the blackout a few years ago in Northern Italy? Or when young once you happened to go down in the basement of the school?). Descriptions quick, incisive, realistic always take the high suspense, and induce those who read to eliminate any control exercised by reason, leading her out of any aesthetic or moral concern. Lost in reverie you find yourself living in real time the experiences recounted, as if we were on the scene (possibly behind the scenes), free to roam between light and darkness, in the twilight zone.
And the pathos that takes us remember that heard while watching some movies of Hitchcock (Rear Window), Rod Serling (some episodes of "The Twilight Zone"), David Lynch (Mulholland Drive), by Geoffrey Sax (White Noise).

The circumstances of personal life, as common and sometimes daily, and the style used to convey a compelling sense of uneasiness and embarrassment masochism celabili hard, and make us think about what would we do if we read what had happened to us.

If, then, you are fortunate enough to know the author, as has happened to this writer, and understand how this is a telling glimpse into the reality of his life, that same Aaron was able to make credible although seemingly impossible, well then, all becomes frightening!

With the hope that you start to read it (sure, at that point, you will not stop) I hope I can remain paralyzed and speechless, disappointed to have had only seven stories in the hands of Aaron Scott.

Merry Christmas!

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Aaron Scott meets his audience and presents the book "Tales from the Dark."

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ON THE DEMOCRATIC


Eventually they took him. I think. If you have not already done so will soon do so. Too bad it's over so I told him I had some time that in principle he was right, but the struggle was to fight within the system. Log into the system to change the features from the roots. Together we can. We can. Unfortunately, what the bomber is a film already seen, a story we'd read the final paragraph. I like to remember her as the history of the comrades who make mistakes that change the bell without giving up the noble intent of the achievement of equality between fraternal peoples. Sure, a brother who is wrong. But has it all wrong, especially when the wind blew between us for change from overseas, this innovative breeze that would have wiped out - leave the square - the whole circus midgets, acrobats and dancers of the majority. Too bad. With him will go a nice piece of my childhood.
The struggle continues. Do not get me wrong. In the places and with means that the Constitution gave us, without discriminating against minorities and still indignant for every stunt that the media gives us new tyrant from week to week. And 'my hard work: meetings, conferences, commissions, compared with the top the party and then the classroom discussions. The war if you do well. We reported that the press is in the pay of someone, but we both have our own following. And if no one reads our press party? It does not matter that we have public funding support it. That freedom of expression is a sacred duty to ensure, at the cost of putting their hands in their pockets of the state. And so we are not ashamed to spend public money to write a paper that does not read any, for the day when we will be prevented from doing so, then it's time to take up arms just as did our friend bomber. And this has ever: we are Democrats.
E 'the same thing happened with television State. We are democrats - like the American Democrats and British Labour - though we have seen the assault to care for the division of powers in public TV, so we dressed up as cowboys and we set out to conquer our insepugnabile fort. Now we have our own channel, where a small Alamo fought hard, we assume only journalists who are on our own, but most offer a quality television. It does not matter if no one looks at why people prefer one of the enemy. We will do the same because it is a public service. Pluralism is important, it is a matter of life or death. Imagine what could be a state without pluralism. We fight every day for that. Daily deal - or at least try to do to the sound of punches - a slice of power to ensure media pluralism. If we give up this power leads only to a dictatorship without escort, ass-licker, Freemasons and so on and so forth. Never be: our first share of power and then talks about the rest. The same we did with the banks, insurance companies, cooperatives and large retailers away. The power score is.
It is not true that we missed the rest. University research, freedom of immigration, tax breaks, the fight against malpractice policy, the war against the mafia, the world peace. These are all key points, but be careful. The government there we are. E 'is therefore our task to reckon without his host and to resist, just as our grandparents endured in the mountains to hunt for Nazi-Fascists. Because the resistance is not a historic district anchored to the memory of more than sixty years ago, but is an existential condition in which they live great values. That's why we Democrats are all friends of the national partisans do not care if the partisans of the time they have not escaped half are young people having to sign up.
I take inspiration from this quote of the values \u200b\u200bof resistance to point on an issue. As the partisans came down to a compromise with the Nazi invaders, us as we dug a deep furrow between us and the President of the Council. A furrow-pass-on our part, but open to people trying to flee from the party organization. We sought to entrench the two-party system in Italy and we have accepted the invitation by fusing the Communists, Democrats, Catholics, Opus Dei and a former radical. Because for us, diversity is a value. Relativism is a pure value, because the individual must be allowed free expression. In the past, we thought radically opposed, but you know, times change and with it the dying ideologies and beliefs change.
I am proud to tell you that every day that the groove is increased up to become a real Iron Curtain. Now we're bringing the political fight against the immorality of the President staff because in the meantime the rest can wait. Mica us to govern. We play the role of the opposition and as such our goal is to send home this tyrant from overwork. Fifteen years that we try without much success, but I'm quite sure that - among the thousands of stories escort and parties - this time we have found the right one. Greetings to you
bomber. If you were accommodated by my side in Parliament as I told you, now would you be here in hope to enjoy as soon as the fall of the great Satan. In the meantime, think of you remembering the courage and the greatness of people like the Rev. King, President Kennedy, Mother Teresa of Calcutta ... In short, the pantheon of great Democrats.

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As a close friend said: "If Jesus were born in Italy, he made a career as a child of God." At least a shred of seats in parliament would have to give it to him. A minister, a contract from racks or secretary. What remains is for us? Insecurity, instability, silence and a deluded politicians still have the slightest control over the masses. Already deluded. Still firmly convinced that the solution to problems is to throw more coal into the furnace of consent, fueling the endless struggle between good and evil. I think that nowadays there is nothing more metaphysical if not politics. The definition just now I do not know how to give it - having seen that soon will be here to pick me - but I am sure that the shape of politics is anchored in the world of ideas, unable to distill, to incarnate into something different from the mechanism of corruption, of self-affirmation and patronage.
long as I get time I will continue to write my will, although I am sure that - once caught - not of what will be nothing but an echo faint. I was born
back. It does not mean breech, but posterior to the reality that surrounds me. I did not choose the language, I chose my name, I did not choose the state to which I had to submit quietly. I was born and the prisoner will die. As all of you who might read a few fragments of this letter. And to think that everything we were told many years ago, but the man is stupid, man perseveres in error and has the dive drops of wax in your ears not to hear. Locked in my room like a maniac flick through the pages of Marcuse, Heidegger and Lacan looking for a comfort last, a breath of freedom before the end. Montesquieu had tried with his Esprit des loies, but what is it worth anything if we ended up at this point? Because no one has bowed his head to listen to the cry of those friends in the silence of history?
We enjoyed the bread and we relaxed at the circus of the powerful, gorged consent dispensed in pills, pretending to become actors in the democratic process played in the founding of the Communist Party offices and meetings of electoral committees. But everything about what is served, if not lessen awareness of slavery? We thought they could handle the power consumption by anesthetized and prosperity, we lowered the shirt collar for the neck to provide unhindered Executioner. This
my last song I dedicate the first hell especially to those who - naive - they believed to be free freedom fighters. Who are these champions from overwork? You! Yes you! You who have dabbled in hypocrisy of the opposition, you who dug the groove of diversity. You who have been elevated to chief judges are able to establish what is good and what is bad. Have you built a new Iron Curtain made of marzipan, a fictitious barrier able to fool only the most naive. "Why we are different, and you ...". Pluralis maiestatis of my balls. The cloaca maxima, there is no us and there is no you, but there is only one unique degenerate which administers and share power. And who thinks he is exempt from what is wrong, because the politician is like a fish. After three days the stench.
I missed a few along the Iron Curtain. As the soldier portrayed in Berlin and now condemned to be sold as a postcard for the tourists, I made the jump. A leap of quail that saved me morally and formally sentenced, a movement that has put me over the parts. Excessive Force. I regret that I will end the awareness of other fools who, like Don Quixote, thought they could break down the windmills. I've shot something and probably I'm wrong, I hurt, I released this desperation and God will give me the bill. But if there is a God, I will be happy to pay him the account of a revolt against those who have submitted the bill to me even before I was born. Those who have created the perverse structure of the concept State to which the individual has had to quietly pay the alms of their existence. Give up a piece of their personal freedoms to deliver it in state hands.
I have broken the exclusive power of coercion preached by Weber. I have subverted the natural outcome of social conflicts preached by Hobbes kicking ass in the summa potestas and abstract form of the implicit mandate that citizens give to the State. I said no to all this and so will be punished. I have replaced the state. I have fought the paralysis of criticism. I'm not a one-dimensional man. When innocent
still floating in the placenta of our mothers, already the original sin the posterior beset us. We had a name before coming to the world, and how was this possible? We chose us, or is the name we chose? And the language? We had the haughty arrogance of being able to advance the awareness of the manipulation of language and are not. We used only a superstructure that has dominated. As the state. The fetuses were Italian, French, Swiss, European or Chinese before seeing the light. And 'the state that has chosen us in defiance of our freedom. He stamped and cataloged. I tried to say no to all this, but eventually I lost my war. I called the Executioner to end the dream of a sick mind. Goodbye.

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Saturday, November 6 16 pm, I will meet my audience to talk about the book "Dark Tales" at the library "EMAN BOOKS", Via Zanica 2, Bergamo

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"When he reached the Answer Charles knew the difference between fear and terror. See light come on in the bathroom caused fear in him [...] To hear the answer that came to him he burst into pure terror. "


What about" Dark Tales "

"Tales from the Dark" is a collection of short stories written by Aaron Scott who as a common thread of fear. The stories are set in places of ordinary things the characters in this book are people with whom it is easy to identify.

The tension that oozes from the pages of "Tales from the Dark" is based on common fears how to find "something" in his own bed or involuntary witness to a murder and forced to flee. Other stories go beyond the everyday actions and should be troubling to some universes' more distant, but not alienated from everyday life.

Aaron Scott writes with good pace this small anthology of terror, accelerating the pace on some final, almost as if to shake off the tension and fear cleverly incorporated into the "Dark Tales". The book reads quickly, the division into separate stories helps a lot that the reader has time to break away from a story and enter into another.

Fear in the stories told by Aaron Scott devious, sticky: it remains as a small worm in mind a few days after you close the book. This is one of the most popular among readers of the genre and, simultaneously, one of the most feared by those who are not keen to see the horror and noir.

"Dark Tales" by Aaron Scott distributes daily fears, through a smooth writing and family to get lost so easy, how scary.

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enter the store a lady ...
"Hello, I would like a can of READY," the grocer
goes into the back room and returns with a can of READY and one
VETRIL.
"Excuse me, I just wanted the canister READY ....."
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do so. " Log
a second lady
"Hello, I would like a bottle of VETRIL .."
The grocer is in the back room and returns with the VETRIL and READY.
"Excuse me, I had asked only VETRIL ..."
" Dear lady, if she cleans the windows you will notice all the fingerprints on the furniture! "
" He's right, I buy everything! "
" The next customer is up to you ...."
"Good morning, ... I would like a box of Tampax. "
The clerk goes into the back room and returns with Tampax, the FIRST and VETRIL.
"There must be a mistake, I asked only ..."
"I know," stop-the-committed "but since you do not sweep this week, we want to give cleaned a house??"

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Hills Race 2010 !!!!!!!! Fetish by anna



E 'arrival in the 7th edition of our Hills Race will be the coolest event of the year. Also this year will seriously! E 'ready the 3rd American Motors ACCELERATION NOTICE Pavia in collaboration with the Sadurano Motorsport Forlì. The federation ACI-CSAI has already received our registration to the calendar in the "experimental" under the "acceleration", and confirmed for the 3, 4 and 5 September 2010 at Rivanazzano, the race on behalf of "acceleration AMP" under the wise and competent organization Sadurano Motorsport. Prepare
engines. The gates will open from Friday to start at 16.00, on the strip 1 / 4 "of miles will be put on fire for two days compared to previous events, the entire area will be completely static and welcoming revolution: more compact and less wasteful, more paved areas, paddock area for the drivers directly on the track, free camping area and then live music, booths, and especially show dragster waits on a Saturday evening full of surprises! The philosophy of the American Motors Pavia is now known to most of you all, so there is no need to reiterate that the party Static will be open not only to the U.S. but also to CARS Volkswagen air cooled.

For motorcycles, the 2010 edition of 'Hills Race there will be a major innovation: Harley Davidson Italy will speak directly to the event, presenting the The Legend on Tour! A great truck with ospitality will be waiting to offer you the chance to try out the new 2010 range. For info
http://demo.harley-davidson.it/tour/

This year, the friends of 'HOT HEADS GARAGE, who have had the pleasure to enjoy for a couple of issues with their spectacular beetles will have the task of organizing a major event in the event. More than 300 bugs are expected in their area dedicated to be colored by media "by area" or "chop top" as well as assistance or service from Vw years 60/70. To keep an eye on the area of \u200b\u200bCustom Sickles Reunion, edited by Romano and his Rumblers CC, we will re an angle of Kustom Kulture respectable.
example of European events already tested by time, even in Italy you can see a RACE of organized drag racing, mainly for American cars. The
Rivanazzano Dragway awaits you as always to spend a weekend of pure fun, passion, sound, and acceleration to no end!
AMP staff

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Night Shift

My dear and beloved,
is much more that I look to this window. Want to laziness, tiredness and a bit 'of despair, I have to admit that they have hoisted the white flag in recent months. And yet - this summer morning - I felt the call to come back tougher than ever for the office.
My expulsion was born from the awareness that I was being something out of hand, the Ariadne's thread of my future had been mysteriously lost in the dark corners of the labyrinth of Minos. Yes I'm lost - at least for the moment - waiting to get back in the late summer in the press that counts, the one with "S" capitalized. A loss probably forced by a condition within the category of work that is breaking the legs of people like me who is knocking at the doors of the profession.
insecurity, uncertainty, occasional collaborations. It is the paradox that the candidate for an unpaid internship is celebrated as an assumption in perpetuity.
But the complaint is not that I want. Welcome back
Pennivendolo