tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34589949697347340202011-09-28T18:17:09.777ZNote e pare varie...Enricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15863452768942114889noreply@blogger.comBlogger511100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3458994969734734020.post-52755934158430326122007-07-17T22:13:00.000Z2007-07-17T22:45:19.893Z

Ok, post number 50. I thought about it and now I think it's time to stop this little experiment. I had fun trying to keep the blog going and I want to thanks all the people that left comments on it. But now I think it is time to concentrate on something different: A friend once told me that there is no point in having a blog about personal stuff because you cannot really talk about personal stuff

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Do you have the time to listen to me whineAbout nothing and everything all at onceI am on oh thoseMelodramatic foolsNeurotic to the bone no doubt about itSometimes i give myself the creepsSometimes my mind plays tricks on meIt all keeps adding upI think I'm cracking upAm I just paranoid?I'm just stonedI went to a shrinkTo analyze my dreamsShe says it's lack of sex that's bringing me downI went to

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So I am going to spend a couple of weeks between Spain and Portugal at the end of the month.Finally, after years of false alarms, I have made my mind.Or, better, I made my mind about going, but I have no clear idea of where I am going yet...but that's the interesting side of the all thing, I will decide at the last minute where to go and what to see, I want to travel light, not many thoughts in

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"Where am I?" asked Alice, as she peered at the large 7-lettered sign with the standard blue letters."You're in Digitaland," replied the security guard, "May I see your badge?""I don't have a badge.""Did you lose it?""No," answered Alice in a puzzled tone. "How could I lose something I never had?""If it's not lost then you must show it to me.""I can't. I don't have one.""Then you'll have to have

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Great changes in sight: I am moving again, this time to south London. I found a place with some friends at uni, the house is really nice but I will have to wait until august to move in.But they already moved in and after a looooong night moving stuff I realized two things:1 now I can drive on the wrong side of the road (although I am still a bit paranoid about bumping into things and driving in a

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A maximum of 16 degrees?!?? On the 26th of June?!?!?!?! But what the hell is happening? I NEED SUN!!!

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Il G8 e' finito. Le promesse sono vaghe (pensare per esempio ai 60 milioni di dollari da elargire "nei prossimi anni"... e qualche scadenza? impegni precisi?) e i risultati scarsi ma non penso sia stato un fallimento totale: un minimo di interesse ad affrontare la questione del riscaldamento globale si e' vista, per esempio.Ma la cosa che piu' mi ha irritato di tutto il G8 e' stato

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Ahhh, I missed it!! I discovered about it too late!!Maybe next year... ;) (mamma non ti preoccupare che non divento nudista...)

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ahoughhh.. trying to write 3000 words about my project for my next progress report..and I am not going anywhere... the thing is due on Friday. I foresee a long day tomorrow :( and after that I will have to worry about the poster for the postgraduate symposium.. ah and the lab meeting coming in a couple of weeks time.. I just want to sleep for a whole week!!!

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well, back in London after the Bank Holiday weekend in Italy. As usual I always try to pack in and do as many things as possible in such a short time, ending up completely exhausted.but nevermind: I really enjoyed spending time with family and friends (that I discovered are all reading the blog: so why on earth are you not leaving any comment?!?, I feel like a lonely camel in the desert...)!

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LETTERA APERTA AL PRESIDENTE DELLA REPUBBLICA On. Giorgio NAPOLITANO e p.c. Presidente del Consiglio – On. Romano PRODI Ministro dell’Economia e delle Finanze – Prof. Tommaso PADOA SCHIOPPA Ministro dello Sviluppo Economico – On. Perluigi BERSANI Ministro dell’Ambiente e della Tutela del Territorio e del Mare – On. Alfonso PECORARO SCANIO Ministro per le Politiche Europee –

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There is a movie of a kind I haven't seen in the last few years... It's a german movie, in black and white, terribly slow and poetic, about angels, love and Berlin.It's called Der Himmel uber Berlin. What I remember as a striking feature of that movie is the sense of thoughtfulness and at the same time of irony that the city was communicating. I wasn't expecting it but I had the same feeling in

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Uao! ho visto il programma di Ferrara sotto le stelle: http://www.ferrarasottolestelle.it/Ci fosse gente interessata quasi quasi ci faccio un pensierino!!Vedere gli Arcade Fire in piazza Castello sarebbe fantastico... anydoby interested?

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Ma magari gli italiani hanno un altro sport preferito.... ;)

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I thing I forgot to say about the States: over there basketball is a national sport!!!!!Not the same as here or in Italy... (what about a year without football? I think would put things in perspective again!) So here is a little treat for those who like basketball, like me:

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Ora mi sento proprio un emigrante: il comune di Noventa Vicentina mi ha mandato una cartolina dicendomi che mi rimborsa il costo del viaggio per tornare in paese a votare. Figo! Mitico Formaggio! Ora, temo dovro rifiutare perche' l'idea di farmi tutta la Francia in treno e poi avere un biglietto ridotto delle FS non mi attira granche'... ma non possono fare dei rimborsi anche per i viaggi in

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Da Repubblica.it, un paio di giorni fa...come un micro diario minimo... :)Vi racconto le avventure di un bibliofilo e dei suoi libridi UMBERTO ECO TORINO - Anni fa, quando a Torino si è aperto il Salone del libro, non ricordo se per qualche anno o solo per il primo, c'era anche una sezione antiquaria. Non so quanto gli antiquari, in un salone frequentato da un pubblico che abitualmente va in

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And now the city, NYC, the big apple.... (actually I discovered why it is called big apple, nothing regarding the shape of the city as I was thinking before...)The first thing I noticed was the size: everything is bigger there; cars, supermarkets, streets, buildings, people, portions (god, I am still dreaming of those bbq ribs)... And then I saw the yellow cabs, the trucks, the skyscrapers and

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So here I am, back in London after the break in the States.Work first: the course was really really good! Three days of theory on how to collect data from a protein crystal and three days of practice at the synchrotron. Now probably not many of you are interested in the "beauty" of crystallography so I will cut it short. Only one thing I would like to stress: I met people from virtually all over

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Oh yes, so don't hold your breath (I am pretty sure it's not the case...) if you don't see any new post in the next ten days or so: I am going to a course on crystallography outside New York, obviously followed by a few days in the big city!!!I can't wait to be there!!!

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Sunday was simply an amazing day: so sunny I couldn't believe I was in London! First hint of summer, lunch on the grass, looking at the Southwark Cathedral, I was so surprised to see people enjoying lazily the sun. I was so conquered by the atmosphere that I even bought a bike! At the same time I am feeling really tired too... I realized that I have never really felt comfortable and relaxed since

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A pic from Harlesden, not far from where I live. I thought that certain things could be found only in the US but I was wrong... ;)

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Johnny Hart, the creator of the B.C. comic strip, died the other day.I remember spending hours reading my father's comic magazines from the 70's and laughing at the B.C. and The Wizard of Id strips. They still are one of my favourites (even though I didn't understand the Christian fundamentalism of the last years...)! I couldn't find online any of the classic ones... such a shame because they are

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Easter weekend.. the weather has been really nice so far so I went for a walk in East London with one of my flatmates yesterday. I like wandering randomly in London, I think it is the best way to discover its hidden little treasures... (actually you can even make a kind of philosophy out of it, but that's another story)We started from Highbury and Islington station and headed randomly south. The

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I was "briefly" on a treamill today....I always feel a bit uncomfortable over there... I dont know why...Anyway, I needed to tie my shoes laces and I decided to jump on the sides of the treadmill without pausing it (clever eh? but it can be done, I am sure). Unfortunately, I changed my mind while I was jumping (as usual..) and I stumbled uncoherently off the thing... "That was classy..." was the

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So, it's not an April fools' joke, I am now 26.I thought I write it down so I don't forget it: I am not anymore so conscious about my age (does that mean I am getting old??).Nice dinner with a few friends yesterday evening at my place. Really nice. I managed to handle all the cooking and hosting without panicking too much and really enjoyed the company and the chatting (thanks for coming guys!!).

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Such an amazing city!! I fell in love with it... Not many photos taken I am afraid (the insides of the coffeeshops are not really famous for being good places where to take pics :) but here are a few.

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Waiting for the new Iranian Year that will start next Wednesday, we said farewell to the last Wednesday of the year 1385 last week with a wonderful dinner at a traditional Iranian restaurant, Behesht, not far from where I live. The food was simply amazing (mental note, go back there again) and the portions of a kind it's difficult to find in London... This, and the traditional atmosphere of the

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Ireland crushed us in the 6 Nations yesterday... so what is better than a good pint of Guinness to recover from the debacle?? Although we had to drink it outside because the pub was full for the Wales-England match, Guinness is always a pleasure! Well done to Ireland (and to Wales, that defeated England!! ;) Happy St. Patrick's Day!! (ah, the number of exclamation marks in this post is not

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Certe cose le faccio solo dopo un paio di pinte... sto diventando come gli inglesi che non riescono a esperimersi se non c'e' dell'alcol nel raggio di 2 metri, o forse in realta' sono sempre stato cosi..Serata al pub, tranquilla, niente di che.Faccio due chiacchere con una ragazza con cui non parlo di solito e viene fuori che e' davvero una tipa in gamba. Figo, bello. Fine della cosa (ma siccome

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Still struggling with a definition of London. Probably there is no need to define it at all. But I can't help myself from doing it. It must be the flu...So, my idea is that London is only a state of mind. Nothing more than an idea.I'll try to explain: if you look at the stats you find that London has something like 7.5 millions inhabitants, a few thousands interesting buildings, museums,

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Things are changing... more quickly than expected. A year ago I wasn't thinking of setting up a blog, a year ago I didn't know about YouTube. It's weird, now there is so much information around that we can't cope with the pace at which this information is released. And at the same time it's so accessible. Unorganized, chaotic information like in YouTube, or unlimited organized offer as the one

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Basically, they are usually three to five days of chaos, huge tent camps, no showers, weather that can be either so hot that you end up thinking that beer can be drunk warm (wrong, wrong, wrong) or so rainy that you end up in a puddle of mud. But they are also the best possibility you have to enjoy a lot of good music in the same place and meet an awful lot of people.Basically, I can't wait to go

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"... thought Alice, and she went on. "Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?" "That depends a good deal on where you want to get to," said the Cat. "I don't much care where –" said Alice. "Then it doesn't matter which way you go," said the Cat. "– so long as I get somewhere," Alice added as an explanation. "Oh, you're sure to do that," said the Cat, "if you only walk long

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cool, innit?

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Lo scorso weekend sono stato a Bristol. Il cielo e' stato per lo piu' plumbeo (ma ormai ci si e' fatto il callo..) pero' la citta' mi e' davvero piaciuta: bella perche' piena di salite e discese, di case a riviera che mi hanno ricordato Bath, perche' la si puo camminare praticamente tutta e perche' la gente e' fisicamente e mentalmente piu' vicina, se capite quel che intendo dire. La dimensione e

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From Nature, 8th of February.Italian and Spanish researchers returning from abroad deserve more support.Most European nations bemoan an academic 'brain drain' that flows mostly in the direction of the United States. But the situation is not uniform. Germany, for example, is prone to grumble, but it has a well-funded, well-organized research infrastructure, and a regular supply of new academic

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L'altra sera ero al pub per un compleanno e mi son ritrovato a parlare con un post-doc del mio laboratorio... parlando del gruppo e di scienza a un certo punto lui mi chiede se per me sara' difficile scegliere cosa fare alla fine del dottorato qui...Eh come se non ci avessi pensato..Lui mi dice che se gli offrissero un posto in Italia non ci penserebbe due volte: voglio dire l'Italia, such a

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Ahh, serata tranquilla a casa.. finalmente. Un te' caldo, io spalmato sul divano che guardo la tv inglese cercando per l'ennesima volta di capire l'humour inglese (e' che non ce la faccio...). Poi all'improvviso un rumore di un motorino che frena e un urlo disumano: Fuuuacking hellll!! primo pensiero che prende me e il mio compagno d'appartamento: merda un incidente di fronte casa! ci

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La giornata buttava male onestamente e non e' che fossi proprio dell'umore giusto per uscire. Il mio problema e' sempre che finisco col perdermi in quello che sto facendo nel lab e mi dimentico anche le cose piu' basilari, anche quelle che aspettavo da un sacco di tempo.Cosi mi sono come ricordato all'ultimo momento che l'altra sera dovevamo andare a sentire gli Afterhours al Barfly di Camden.

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Pigro pomeriggio londinese, ha cominciato a fare seriamente freddo...Stavo andando in lab (maledetto PhD.. ;) quando mi son detto che in realta' potevo fare domani le due cose che mi ero riproposto di fare e quindi ho deciso di andare alla ricerca di quello che e' considerato il miglior negozio di libri di Londra, almeno per l'atmosfera.E' nella zona di Baker Street, la zona dove viveva Sherlock

Enricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15863452768942114889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3458994969734734020.post-45063736693573930782007-01-19T23:32:00.000Z2007-01-20T13:11:55.431Z

I wanna hang a map of the world in my house. Then I'm gonna put pins into all the locations that I've traveled to. But first, I'm gonna have to travel to the top two corners of the map so it won't fall down.Mitch Hedberg (1968 - 2005)almeno ho gia la mappa...

Enricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15863452768942114889noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3458994969734734020.post-72161399939649905892007-01-14T22:46:00.000Z2007-01-15T22:04:54.899Z

Prima giornata di sole del nuovo anno e pomeriggio sulla South Bank.La nuova installazione nella sala delle turbine della Tate modern, una serie di toboga di acciaio e vetro, e' un enorme successo anche se c'e' voluta quasi un'ora di coda per scivolarci dentro...

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Ho finito da un paio di giorni di leggere Chiedi alla polvere di John Fante. L'ho inseguito per qualche mese senza trovare il tempo e la voglia di comprarlo e leggerlo ma stavolta l'ho recuperato dalla biblioteca paterna (una piccola miniera... :) e portato a Londra..Baricco lo descrive cosi' nell'introduzione:«Chiedi alla polvere è un romanzo costruito su tre storie. Prima: un ventenne sogna

Enricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15863452768942114889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3458994969734734020.post-72791382126563371862007-01-06T19:38:00.000Z2007-01-13T15:53:02.966Z

Giusto nel caso uno si dimentichi perche', fra le altre cose, si trovi a Londra:http://www.repubblica.it/2007/01/sezioni/scuola_e_universita/servizi/salari-ricercatori/salari-ricercatori/salari-ricercatori.html

Enricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15863452768942114889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3458994969734734020.post-75000648580611242162007-01-06T19:15:00.000Z2007-01-13T00:14:54.618Z

Ok, abbastanza di riflessioni e aforismi...Volevo solo dire due parole sul quartiere in cui mi trovo ora: la zona si chiama Willesden Green, ma di verde non se ne vede proprio. C'e', questo e' vero, un piccolo parco dietro casa che ogni anno vince la festa come parco con le migliori aiuole di tutta Londra ma non e' mica Hyde Park!Se c'e' una cosa che caratterizza la zona e' a mio parere l'assurda

Enricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15863452768942114889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3458994969734734020.post-52840557766373519072007-01-04T22:54:00.000Z2007-01-13T18:42:43.181Z

Altri frammenti, dopo il trasloco in NW10....Passato per Abbey Road, per puro caso. Questa citta' e' infinita, anche se ormai ci ho fatto chilometri. Noi si deve trovare il modo di scardinarla.Canterbury 1I pilastri della terra visti da vicino odorano di silenzio.Canterbury 2Canterbury della campagna inglese, il fiume lungo il parco, il teatro dietro alla strada, le ragazze madri e i

Enricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15863452768942114889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3458994969734734020.post-84982335076141509082007-01-04T22:13:00.000Z2007-01-13T22:18:00.166Z

Ora, non e' che in questo anno e passa non abbia scritto proprio nulla quindi mi sembra giusto trascriverne almeno una piccola parte, a beneficio dei posteri. ;) Abitavo a est, oltre i Docklands in quel periodo..ShocksIl piacere delle piccole cose legate alla sopravvivenza. I cibi durante i primi giorni cercare cose per la casa sono anestetici contro la tensione esterna e interna.Ritratto di me

Enricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15863452768942114889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3458994969734734020.post-73662233838948941282007-01-04T22:07:00.000Z2007-01-13T00:30:02.726Z

E' un inizio un po' strano, visto che ormai sono a Londra da piu' di un anno e un blog puo' sembrare una iniziativa un po' tardiva. Ma mi sembra una buona idea per mettere nero su bianco ricordi e esperienze che altrimenti anche io potrei dimenticare e che cosi posso condividere con chi e' lontano. E quale periodo migliore dell'inizio di un anno nuovo per fare e iniziare nuovi progetti? Quindi

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Here I am!

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