if I shot them in the ass they'd run faster

miei cari, this morning I eventually managed to come back home after 1 month on business trip. I was very eager to get home and then the taxi driver told me that I cannot because there is the fucking Frankfurt marathon. So basically now I am at Jack's place, at least someone gave me shelter. I would like to understand: is it fucking possible that these mutherfuckers block out all the city and I cannot go home????? Is it fucking legal?????????????? And for what? To see a bunch of freaking starved men and women sweating their asses off?? Fuckerrrrrrrsssssssssssss.
This on top of the guy sitting next to me on the plane farting for 1 hour, I was going to ask for a gas mask.
I want to go hooooooooooooooooooomeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

memoirs from the exile

miei cari, end of week 3 in the US. I am still not homesick (or not more than normal) but I am tired like hell. I have been waking up between 5:15 and 6 every morning to be able to be in the office at around 7, so that I can work with the guys in Europe. I don't know how people here can live like this. I have a colleague that comes at 6 every morning. This is simply insane. Apart from that, everything is fine. Yesterday I went for dinner at Adam's place and he (actually his wife Wydalis, hopefully it's spelt like this) cooked this marvelous Puertorican dinner with plantanes. Very very tasty. Tonight we go to a Peruvian restaturant with Patricia, Naka and Patricia's "friend" (yeah riiiight). And I found a really nice Mexican place, not fancy but the food is really good. Basically I am making the culinary tour of South America, which is good because it is tasty and without all these freaking sauces and crap. I have eventually found the last book of the autobiography of Maya Angelou, I was looking for it for ages and it's good. Now I pack and go buy some more books that I have only 1 left. And perhaps tomorrow Randy can organize a massage for me, my right shoulder aches like hell (shitty lab).
ciaociao

new link

miei cari, I found this blog that is really interesting about road trips for book lovers and I added it to my links. They also are against big bookstore chains coming to town and crushing the little indipendent shops. Right right right. Like when I was at university and I could go to my little man with glasses and he could give advice on what to buy and so on. Then obviously they closed down the shop to open a feltrinelli where the shop assistants most likely have problems spelling their names, let alone knowing what they are selling. Fuck. Go give a look. Buona notte.

Michael Clayton and the horses

miei cari, I am still in Cincinnati and today I decided to go to the movies with Naka. We ended up eating some pretty disgusting nachos (assuming that you can define that stuff as nachos) and watching Michael Clayton. This is the new movie starring George Clooney. The plot is nice, however the movie is a bit too slow for my liking. And I still haven't quite figured out what the horses mean, I thought they had some profound meaning but also the idiot who wrote the complete plot on Wikipedia doesn't seem to know. The strange thing is that this movie got all sort of really good reviews, but I don't really think it's this great masterpiece. Mah.
Yesterday I also decided to have a pampering day, meaning starting with manicure and pedicure and then getting a massage in the afternoon. The massage lady however had a flat tire so I ended up significantly damaging my bank account at TJ Maxx. Shit. But I bought this really really nice Andy Warhol bag, I really like it. And in the afternoon we went to the zoo with the Seidels', I had not been to the zoo ever since I was probably 4 years old, and I am not too keen to see all these animals caged, especially all these weird cats, bloody hell cat's piss stinks horribly. The monkeys were really nice looking though, Naka took some pictures and I will post them as soon as I get them.

I am the only one in the office

this is not to say that I am proud of it, but simply that I have just finished all this pile of shit that I had to do today and now I wait another 10 minutes and we will go to the Indian restaurant (also went yesterday, I loooooooove this food). Yes, I am still in the US, in Cincinnati. Last week was sufficiently stressing; now it is slowly getting better. Tomorrow night we wanted to go see Bad Religion in concert, but I cannot find tickets. So probably we will just show up and see what happens. Apart from that the weather here is simply amazing, around 25 degrees and sunny. Last weekend I cooked pumpkins; I thought that, given that they have so many (Halloween is coming) they must be tasty. Wrong. They tasted like watery nothings. Thanks god I had also bought some ricotta and amaretti so at least the sauce tasted of something. I am still unsure about what to do this weekend, I cannot find anyone who wants to come to Tennessee with me to buy some ridiculous boots and shirts and listen to country music. Don't know why, really... And I will need to find a good hairdresser, my blond is surfacing more and ore every time I wash my hair. And next week I want to go get a massage from Randy's massage lady, last time she was really good (OK, not as cheap as getting a 1.30 hours ayurveda massage for less than 10 euros, but noone is perfect). And given the astounding exchange rate I am thinking to buy a camera and/or an i-pod. Can anyone tell me how you play the ipod music in your car? I read some comments but couldn't quite understand what I should get. All for now. Hmmmm, Indian fooddddd....... (for those who might get worried for this craving for Indian food that I have. No, I am not pregnant. Simply, I cannot take proteins anymore. Welcome to the US).

in the US

miei cari, right now I am in my hotel room in Dover, Delaware, getting ready to go to work. I flew in yesterday and will stay in the US for around 1 month. As for the rest, not too much to say. Last week I went to the Engish Theatre with Gaborno to see Cat on a hot tin roof, really nice. Then on Friday I went to Milano because I wanted to cheer for my dad (it's his birthday in October but I am in the US so decided to go there before). I arrive there and find out that my mum was sick the night before, vomiting her stomach out. I got the same thing so I passed part of Saturday night and all Sunday throwing up my soul. Not nice. Especially I strongly recommend not to take a plane when you are sick, especially considering that someone at Frankfurt's airport should really take care of cleaning the toilets, even if you are not sick you feel like vomiting. Anyway, now I feel OK. I hope I will be able to start eating normal food again, it would bother me to come here and not eat seafood.
Now I go to work
ciaociao