<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:37:19.061+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Geoinformatics and all the rest</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-481699618826438263</id><published>2011-10-28T21:12:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T21:57:53.661+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Spedire con TNT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bastardidentro.it/misc/bastardidentro/data/images//b/bd848-cicogna-smarrita11184056673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 428px;" src="http://www.bastardidentro.it/misc/bastardidentro/data/images//b/bd848-cicogna-smarrita11184056673.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faccio un acquisto online e scelgo come corriere TNT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TNT cerca di recapitare il pacco in 5 spedizioni, senza successo. Il mittente mi contatta ogni volta per dirmi che ci sono problemi nella consegna. Finisco per andare a prendere il pacco al centro di smistamento di Trento, per sentirmi dire che il mittente pagherà la giacenza - di valore superiore alla merce.&lt;br /&gt;L'impiegato sostiene che il furgone sia passato, abbia suonato il campanello (cosa non avvenuta, e c'è sempre qualcuno in casa) e lasciato un biglietto  (anche questo non accaduto). Il tracking indica tutte date in cui ero in casa. Il fatto che non ci siano tracce delle tentate consegne non mi dà la certezza che abbiano veramente avuto luogo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tra parentesi, non abito in una malga in quota, ma in centro paese, e altri corrieri hanno recapitato senza intoppi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siccome sul sito non c'è modo di dare un feedback sulla qualità del servizio, uso questo post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-481699618826438263?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/481699618826438263/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=481699618826438263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/481699618826438263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/481699618826438263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2011/10/spedire-con-tnt.html' title='Spedire con TNT'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-952243375144904941</id><published>2011-10-11T16:50:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T16:56:51.865+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Caccia ai prezzi convenienti sul sito Trenitalia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.trenitalia.com/it/i/logoTrenitalia.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 52px;" src="http://static.trenitalia.com/it/i/logoTrenitalia.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oggi mi accingevo a comprare un biglietto Castronno-Torino sul sito Trenitalia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le tariffe possibili erano Flessibile e Base:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://orario.trenitalia.com/b2c/nppTravelChoice.do?lang=it&amp;amp;stazin=castronno&amp;amp;stazout=torino%20porta%20nuova&amp;amp;datag=14&amp;amp;datam=10&amp;amp;dataa=2011&amp;amp;timsh=5&amp;amp;timsm=00&amp;amp;nreq=5&amp;amp;stazin_r=&amp;amp;stazout_r=&amp;amp;datag_r=&amp;amp;datam_r=&amp;amp;dataa_r=&amp;amp;timsh_r=&amp;amp;timsm_r=00&amp;amp;nreq_r=5&amp;amp;npag=1&amp;amp;sort=0&amp;amp;economy=0&amp;amp;det=1&amp;amp;solotreno=0&amp;amp;noreservation=0&amp;amp;traintype=&amp;amp;car=0&amp;amp;dc=1"&gt;http://orario.trenitalia.com/b2c/nppTravelChoice.do?lang=it&amp;amp;stazin=castronno&amp;amp;stazout=torino%20porta%20nuova&amp;amp;datag=14&amp;amp;datam=10&amp;amp;dataa=2011&amp;amp;timsh=5&amp;amp;timsm=00&amp;amp;nreq=5&amp;amp;stazin_r=&amp;amp;stazout_r=&amp;amp;datag_r=&amp;amp;datam_r=&amp;amp;dataa_r=&amp;amp;timsh_r=&amp;amp;timsm_r=00&amp;amp;nreq_r=5&amp;amp;npag=1&amp;amp;sort=0&amp;amp;economy=0&amp;amp;det=1&amp;amp;solotreno=0&amp;amp;noreservation=0&amp;amp;traintype=&amp;amp;car=0&amp;amp;dc=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mentre, su suggerimento di un'amica ho notato che per il solo Eurostar esiste anche la tariffa MINI, oltre la metà del prezzo Base:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://orario.trenitalia.com/b2c/nppTravelChoice.do?lang=it&amp;amp;stazin=milano%20centrale&amp;amp;stazout=torino%20porta%20nuova&amp;amp;datag=14&amp;amp;datam=10&amp;amp;dataa=2011&amp;amp;timsh=5&amp;amp;timsm=00&amp;amp;nreq=5&amp;amp;stazin_r=&amp;amp;stazout_r=&amp;amp;datag_r=&amp;amp;datam_r=&amp;amp;dataa_r=&amp;amp;timsh_r=&amp;amp;timsm_r=00&amp;amp;nreq_r=5&amp;amp;npag=1&amp;amp;sort=0&amp;amp;economy=0&amp;amp;det=3&amp;amp;solotreno=0&amp;amp;noreservation=0&amp;amp;traintype=&amp;amp;car=0&amp;amp;dc=1"&gt;http://orario.trenitalia.com/b2c/nppTravelChoice.do?lang=it&amp;amp;stazin=milano%20centrale&amp;amp;stazout=torino%20porta%20nuova&amp;amp;datag=14&amp;amp;datam=10&amp;amp;dataa=2011&amp;amp;timsh=5&amp;amp;timsm=00&amp;amp;nreq=5&amp;amp;stazin_r=&amp;amp;stazout_r=&amp;amp;datag_r=&amp;amp;datam_r=&amp;amp;dataa_r=&amp;amp;timsh_r=&amp;amp;timsm_r=00&amp;amp;nreq_r=5&amp;amp;npag=1&amp;amp;sort=0&amp;amp;economy=0&amp;amp;det=3&amp;amp;solotreno=0&amp;amp;noreservation=0&amp;amp;traintype=&amp;amp;car=0&amp;amp;dc=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e mi sono chiesta perché questa non sia presente tra le tariffe nel biglietto combinato. È abbastanza ovvio che se voglio andare da Castronno a Milano non mi  metto a spulciare se ogni treno preso singolarmente ha una tariffa più  vantaggiosa. Faccio notare che spezzare alcuni tipi di biglietti in più tratte porta a un aumento del prezzo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-952243375144904941?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/952243375144904941/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=952243375144904941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/952243375144904941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/952243375144904941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2011/10/caccia-ai-prezzi-convenienti-sul-sito.html' title='Caccia ai prezzi convenienti sul sito Trenitalia'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-6487759837494925075</id><published>2011-10-06T09:59:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T10:05:16.331+02:00</updated><title type='text'>#noleggebavaglio</title><content type='html'>Torna lo spettro del bavaglio all'informazione...&lt;br /&gt;Wikipedia Italia protesta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.valigiablu.it/doc/540/comma-ammazza-blog-un-post-a-rete-unificata.htm"&gt;http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:Comunicato_4_ottobre_2011&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avaaz.org raccoglie firme contro il decreto legge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.valigiablu.it/doc/540/comma-ammazza-blog-un-post-a-rete-unificata.htm"&gt;https://secure.avaaz.org/it/no_bavaglio_2/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e Valigia Blu propone questo testo a chiarimento di quel che potrebbe accadere a breve:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cosa prevede il comma 29 del ddl di riforma delle intercettazioni, sinteticamente definito comma ammazzablog? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il comma 29 estende l’istituto della rettifica, previsto dalla legge sulla stampa, a tutti i “siti informatici, ivi compresi i giornali quotidiani e periodici diffusi per via telematica”, e quindi potenzialmente a tutta la rete, fermo restando la necessità di chiarire meglio cosa si deve intendere per “sito” in sede di attuazione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cosa è la rettifica? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La rettifica è un istituto previsto per i giornali e le televisione, introdotto al fine di difendere i cittadini dallo strapotere di questi media e bilanciare le posizioni in gioco, in quanto nell’ipotesi di pubblicazione di immagini o di notizie in qualche modo ritenute dai cittadini lesive della loro dignità o contrarie a verità, questi potrebbero avere non poche difficoltà nell’ottenere la “correzione” di quelle notizie. La rettifica, quindi, obbliga i responsabili dei giornali a pubblicare gratuitamente le correzioni dei soggetti che si ritengono lesi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Quali sono i termini per la pubblicazione della rettifica, e quali le conseguenze in caso di non pubblicazione? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La norma prevede che la rettifica vada pubblicata entro due giorni dalla richiesta (non dalla ricezione), e la richiesta può essere inviata con qualsiasi mezzo, anche una semplice mail. La pubblicazione deve avvenire con “le stesse caratteristiche grafiche, la stessa metodologia di accesso al sito e la stessa visibilità della notizia cui si riferiscono”, ma ad essa non possono essere aggiunti commenti. Nel caso di mancata pubblicazione nei termini scatta una sanzione fino a 12.500 euro. Il gestore del sito non può giustificare la mancata pubblicazione sostenendo di essere stato in vacanza o lontano dal blog per più di due giorni, non sono infatti previste esimenti per la mancata pubblicazione, al massimo si potrà impugnare la multa dinanzi ad un giudice dovendo però dimostrare la sussistenza di una situazione sopravvenuta non imputabile al gestore del sito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se io scrivo sul mio blog “Tizio è un ladro”, sono soggetto a rettifica anche se ho documentato il fatto, ad esempio con una sentenza di condanna per furto? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La rettifica prevista per i siti informatici è quella della legge sulla stampa, per la quale sono soggetti a rettifica tutte le informazioni, atti, pensieri ed affermazioni ritenute dai soggetti citati nella notizia “lesivi della loro dignità o contrari a verità”. Ciò vuol dire che il giudizio sulla assoggettabilità delle informazioni alla rettifica è esclusivamente demandato alla persona citata nella notizia, è quindi un criterio puramente soggettivo, ed è del tutto indifferente alla veridicità o meno della notizia pubblicata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Posso chiedere la rettifica per notizie pubblicate da un sito che ritengo palesemente false? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E’ possibile chiedere la rettifica solo per le notizie riguardanti la propria persona, non per fatti riguardanti altri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chi è il soggetto obbligato a pubblicare la rettifica? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La rettifica nasce in relazione alla stampa o ai telegiornali, per i quali esiste sempre un direttore responsabile. Per i siti informatici non esiste una figura canonizzata di responsabile, per cui allo stato non è dato sapere chi sarà il soggetto obbligato alla rettifica. Si può ipotizzare che l’obbligo sia a carico del gestore del blog, o più probabilmente che debba stabilirsi caso per caso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sono soggetti a rettifica anche i commenti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un commento non è tecnicamente un sito informatico, inoltre il commento è opera di un terzo rispetto all’estensore della notizia, per cui sorgerebbe anche il problema della possibilità di comunicare col commentatore. A meno di non voler assoggettare il gestore del sito ad una responsabilità oggettiva relativamente a scritti altrui, probabilmente il commento (e contenuti similari) non dovrebbe essere soggetto a rettifica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.valigiablu.it/doc/540/comma-ammazza-blog-un-post-a-rete-unificata.htm"&gt;http://www.valigiablu.it/doc/540/comma-ammazza-blog-un-post-a-rete-unificata.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-6487759837494925075?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/6487759837494925075/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=6487759837494925075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/6487759837494925075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/6487759837494925075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2011/10/noleggebavaglio.html' title='#noleggebavaglio'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-7700650795084270937</id><published>2011-02-03T15:12:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T16:34:55.108+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Egypt, right now! -- Sandmonkey's last post before arrestation and account suspension [UPDATE 16.34 3 Feb: he's been released. Blog still down]</title><content type='html'>-- it was on http://www.sandmonkey.org/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to start writing this. I have been battling fatigue for not sleeping properly for the past 10 days, moving from one's friend house to another friend's house, almost never spending a night in my home, facing a very well funded and well organized ruthless regime that views me as nothing but an annoying bug that its time to squash will come. The situation here is bleak to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't start out that way. On Tuesday Jan 25 it all started peacefully, and against all odds, we succeeded to gather hundreds of thousands and get them into Tahrir Square, despite being attacked by Anti-Riot Police who are using sticks, tear gas and rubber bullets against us. We managed to break all of their barricades and situated ourselves in Tahrir. The government responded by shutting down all cell communication in Tahrir square, a move which purpose was understood later when after midnight they went in with all of their might and attacked the protesters and evacuated the Square. The next day we were back at it again, and the day after. Then came Friday and we braved their communication blackout, their thugs, their tear gas and their bullets and we retook the square. We have been fighting to keep it ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night the government announced a military curfew, which kept getting shorter by the day, until it became from 8 am to 3 pm. People couldn't go to work, gas was running out quickly and so were essential goods and money, since the banks were not allowed to operate and people were not able to collect their salary. The internet continued to be blocked, which affected all businesses in Egypt and will cause an economic meltdown the moment they allow the banks to operate again. We were being collectively punished for daring to say that we deserve democracy and rights, and to keep it up, they withdrew the police, and then sent them out dressed as civilians to terrorize our neighborhoods. I was shot at twice that day, one of which with a semi-automatic by a dude in a car that we the people took joy in pummeling. The government announced that all prisons were breached, and that the prisoners somehow managed to get weapons and do nothing but randomly attack people. One day we had organized thugs in uniforms firing at us and the next day they disappeared and were replaced by organized thugs without uniforms firing at us. Somehow the people never made the connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite it all, we braved it. We believed we are doing what's right and were encouraged by all those around us who couldn't believe what was happening to their country. What he did galvanized the people, and on Tuesday, despite shutting down all major roads leading into Cairo, we managed to get over 2 million protesters in Cairo alone and 3 million all over Egypt to come out and demand Mubarak's departure. Those are people who stood up to the regime's ruthlessness and anger and declared that they were free, and were refusing to live in the Mubarak dictatorship for one more day. That night, he showed up on TV, and gave a very emotional speech about how he intends to step down at the end of his term and how he wants to die in Egypt, the country he loved and served. To me, and to everyone else at the protests this wasn't nearly enough, for we wanted him gone now. Others started asking that we give him a chance, and that change takes time and other such poppycock. Hell, some people and family members cried when they saw his speech. People felt sorry for him for failing to be our dictator for the rest of his life and inheriting us to his Son. It was an amalgam of Stockholm syndrome coupled with slave mentality in a malevolent combination that we never saw before. And the Regime capitalized on it today. Today, they brought back the internet, and started having people calling on TV and writing on facebook on how they support Mubarak and his call for stability and peacefull change in 8 months. They hung on to the words of the newly appointed government would never harm the protesters, whom they believe to be good patriotic youth who have a few bad apples amongst them. We started getting calls asking people to stop protesting because "we got what we wanted" and "we need the country to start working again". People were complaining that they miss their lives. That they miss going out at night, and ordering Home Delivery. That they need us to stop so they can resume whatever existence they had before all of this. All was forgiven, the past week never happened and it's time for Unity under Mubarak's rule right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all of those people I say: NEVER! I am sorry that your lives and businesses are disrupted, but this wasn't caused by the Protesters. The Protesters aren't the ones who shut down the internet that has paralyzed your businesses and banks: The government did. The Protesters weren't the ones who initiated the military curfew that limited your movement and allowed goods to disappear off market shelves and gas to disappear: The government did. The Protesters weren't the ones who ordered the police to withdraw and claimed the prisons were breached and unleashed thugs that terrorized your neighborhoods: The government did. The same government that you wish to give a second chance to, as if 30 years of dictatorship and utter failure in every sector of government wasn't enough for you. The Slaves were ready to forgive their master, and blame his cruelty on those who dared to defy him in order to ensure a better Egypt for all of its citizens and their children. After all, he gave us his word, and it's not like he ever broke his promises for reform before or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Mubarak made his move and showed them what useful idiots they all were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You watched on TV as "Pro-Mubarak Protesters" – thugs who were paid money by NDP members by admission of High NDP officials- started attacking the peaceful unarmed protesters in Tahrir square. They attacked them with sticks, threw stones at them, brought in men riding horses and camels- in what must be the most surreal scene ever shown on TV- and carrying whips to beat up the protesters. And then the Bullets started getting fired and Molotov cocktails started getting thrown at the Anti-Mubarak Protesters as the Army standing idly by, allowing it all to happen and not doing anything about it. Dozens were killed, hundreds injured, and there was no help sent by ambulances. The Police never showed up to stop those attacking because the ones who were captured by the Anti-mubarak people had police ID's on them. They were the police and they were there to shoot and kill people and even tried to set the Egyptian Museum on Fire. The Aim was clear: Use the clashes as pretext to ban such demonstrations under pretexts of concern for public safety and order, and to prevent disunity amongst the people of Egypt. But their plans ultimately failed, by those resilient brave souls who wouldn't give up the ground they freed of Egypt, no matter how many live bullets or firebombs were hurled at them. They know, like we all do, that this regime no longer cares to put on a moderate mask. That they have shown their true nature. That Mubarak will never step down, and that he would rather burn Egypt to the ground than even contemplate that possibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, State-owned and affiliated TV channels were showing coverage of Peaceful Mubarak Protests all over Egypt and showing recorded footage of Tahrir Square protest from the night before and claiming it's the situation there at the moment. Hundreds of calls by public figures and actors started calling the channels saying that they are with Mubarak, and that he is our Father and we should support him on the road to democracy. A veiled girl with a blurred face went on Mehwer TV claiming to have received funding by Americans to go to the US and took courses on how to bring down the Egyptian government through protests which were taught by Jews. She claimed that AlJazeera is lying, and that the only people in Tahrir square now were Muslim Brotherhood and Hamas. State TV started issuing statements on how the people arrested Israelis all over Cairo engaged in creating mayhem and causing chaos. For those of you who are counting this is an American-Israeli-Qatari-Muslim Brotherhood-Iranian-Hamas conspiracy. Imagine that. And MANY PEOPLE BOUGHT IT. I recall telling a friend of mine that the only good thing about what happened today was that it made clear to us who were the idiots amongst our friends. Now we know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, just in case this isn't clear: This protest is not one made or sustained by the Muslim Brotherhood, it's one that had people from all social classes and religious background in Egypt. The Muslim Brotherhood only showed up on Tuesday, and even then they were not the majority of people there by a long shot. We tolerated them there since we won't say no to fellow Egyptians who wanted to stand with us, but neither the Muslims Brotherhood not any of the Opposition leaders have the ability to turn out one tenth of the numbers of Protesters that were in Tahrir on Tuesday. This is a revolution without leaders. Three Million individuals choosing hope instead of fear and braving death on hourly basis to keep their dream of freedom alive. Imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End is near. I have no illusions about this regime or its leader, and how he will pluck us and hunt us down one by one till we are over and done with and 8 months from now will pay people to stage fake protests urging him not to leave power, and he will stay "because he has to acquiesce to the voice of the people". This is a losing battle and they have all the weapons, but we will continue fighting until we can't. I am heading to Tahrir right now with supplies for the hundreds injured, knowing that today the attacks will intensify, because they can't allow us to stay there come Friday, which is supposed to be the game changer. We are bringing everybody out, and we will refuse to be anything else than peaceful. If you are in Egypt, I am calling on all of you to head down to Tahrir today and Friday. It is imperative to show them that the battle for the soul of Egypt isn't over and done with. I am calling you to bring your friends, to bring medical supplies, to go and see what Mubarak's gurantees look like in real life. Egypt needs you. Be Heroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, 27 Jan 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-7700650795084270937?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/7700650795084270937/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=7700650795084270937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/7700650795084270937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/7700650795084270937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2011/02/egypt-right-now-sandmonkeys-last-post.html' title='Egypt, right now! -- Sandmonkey&apos;s last post before arrestation and account suspension [UPDATE 16.34 3 Feb: he&apos;s been released. Blog still down]'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-8677771080186618200</id><published>2011-01-17T15:55:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T18:01:32.474+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Offerta di lavoro o raccolta dati a strascico? Nessuna delle due! Parte seconda, e ultima</title><content type='html'>Chiedo quindi spiegazioni sulla rapida decisione di eliminarmi dal database:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Buonasera,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sono stupita della vostra decisione. Le mie domande non erano retoriche, né improprie, ad un'azienda che propone un colloquio. Mi auguro che non siano state loro a far decidere per la rimozione dal database - ma non restano molte opzioni, se non che il colloquio fosse un pretesto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per concludere, secondo me una richiesta di CV e consenso al trattamento dei dati personali per indagini di mercato è lecita se presentata come tale e non come colloquio (non specificato, ma verosimilmente di lavoro, che altre tipologie di colloquio può proporre un'azienda a un neolaureato del settore?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a cui mi viene risposto, molto rapidamente:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Avesse visto l'indirizzo email ed il relativo sito aziendale non si sarebbe fatta la domanda sulle "indagini di mercato".&lt;br /&gt;L'autorizzazione al trattamento dei dati è un vincolo senza il quale nessun CV di candidato può essere detenuto da alcuna società.&lt;br /&gt;Mi spiace per Lei. Discorso chiuso. Avrà modo di imparare.&lt;br /&gt;Le auguriamo ogni fortuna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lascio passare una notte per meditare una buona risposta. In ogni caso nemmeno con questa mail mi viene spiegato a che scopo mi chiedevano il CV.&lt;br /&gt;Rispondo quindi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Buongiorno,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Fri, 2011-01-14 at 17:12 +0100, Azienda wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Avesse visto l'indirizzo email ed il relativo sito aziendale non si&lt;br /&gt;&gt; sarebbe fatta la domanda sulle "indagini di mercato".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il sito l'ho consultato: infatti se avesse letto la mia ultima email&lt;br /&gt;fino alla fine avrebbe letto "che altre tipologie di colloquio può&lt;br /&gt;proporre un'azienda a un neolaureato *del settore*?", quindi ho ben&lt;br /&gt;chiaro che il vostro settore di attività è lo stesso di quello del mio&lt;br /&gt;percorso di studi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; L'autorizzazione al trattamento dei dati è un vincolo senza il quale&lt;br /&gt;&gt; nessun CV di candidato può essere detenuto da alcuna società.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non è questo il punto - veda sotto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Mi spiace per Lei. Discorso chiuso. Avrà modo di imparare.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Le auguriamo ogni fortuna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vorrei farle notare come il tono e il contenuto delle sue risposte, in&lt;br /&gt;particolare quest'ultima, siano sbrigativi, impulsivi e superficiali.&lt;br /&gt;Tenga in considerazione che questo si riflette sulla reputazione della&lt;br /&gt;sua azienda e non resta necessariamente confinato a questo scambio di&lt;br /&gt;email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le ricordo che non è in una posizione di superiorità nei miei confronti.&lt;br /&gt;Non sono una sua dipendente, e anche in tal caso non giustificherei un&lt;br /&gt;tale comportamento. Ho la fortuna, assai rara oggi, di poter scegliere&lt;br /&gt;il posto di lavoro e non accettare un posto qualsiasi in un'azienda che,&lt;br /&gt;a partire dal dirigente, non condivide i miei valori. Forse le mie&lt;br /&gt;domande l'hanno spiazzata? Si attendeva che le mandassi il curriculum,&lt;br /&gt;nella speranza incondizionata di ottenere un impiego?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le ricordo inoltre che è stato lei a contattare me, e ha tentato già due&lt;br /&gt;volte di troncare la discussione. Alle mie domande legittime sta&lt;br /&gt;rispondendo in modo evasivo e poco educato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rispondo alla sua iniziale richiesta: trova informazioni aggiornate sul&lt;br /&gt;mio percorso formativo e lavorativo qui - se è l'obiettivo per cui mi ha&lt;br /&gt;contattato:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://lmgtfy.com/?q=Anne+Ghisla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riguardo invece alle mie richieste di chiarimento riguardo l'offerta di&lt;br /&gt;lavoro presso di voi, onestamente non capisco la sua reticenza a&lt;br /&gt;rispondere. Una richiesta di maggiori informazioni sul mio percorso di&lt;br /&gt;studi da parte del direttore di un'azienda del settore è verosimilmente&lt;br /&gt;motivata da una ricerca di nuovi collaboratori, essendo evidente che non&lt;br /&gt;si tratta di un'indagine di mercato. È quindi perfettamente logico che&lt;br /&gt;io mi informi su quali siano queste posizioni disponibili.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generalmente le aziende pubblicano le posizioni ricercate, a cui i&lt;br /&gt;possibili candidati fanno in seguito riferimento. In questo caso io non&lt;br /&gt;so tuttora quale posizione potrei ricoprire e se sono adatta o meno.&lt;br /&gt;Solo in base a questo decido se darle la possibilità di contattarmi o&lt;br /&gt;meno. La sua richiesta appare anomala, a maggior ragione dopo una&lt;br /&gt;mancata risposta alle mie domande relative alle condizioni di impiego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spero abbia avuto la pazienza di arrivare a leggere sin qui.&lt;br /&gt;È chiaro che non aspiro a un impiego presso di voi, e voi scartate&lt;br /&gt;d'ufficio le persone che fanno troppe domande. Ho risposto alla sua&lt;br /&gt;ultima email per non darle il vanto di aver chiuso questa che è&lt;br /&gt;diventata una questione di principio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E il lunedì mattina, la scarna risposta - nemmeno riletta, ma più educata:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ci perdoni,&lt;br /&gt;forse non ci siamo spiegati sufficentemente bene con le due ultime risposte.&lt;br /&gt;Per noi discorso il discorso con Lei è finito.&lt;br /&gt;Buon lavoro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certo che non capisco cosa voglia un'azienda che chiede il curriculum e poi nega ripetutamente il dialogo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'effetto complessivo è che non fosse preparato a ricevere domande invece del CV, aspettandosi di venir semplicemente esaudito in quanto elargitore di lavoro, e di poter poi con calma decidere che farsene, mentre i neolaureati contattati aspettano (invano?) un segno della benevolenza del cosmo. Sarebbe quindi sensata la sua reazione "via via, eliminate questa facinorosa".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voglio sperare che questo comportamento sia motivato dall'inesperienza - è una giovane azienda, e giovane è il suo dirigente, che avrà grosso modo la mia età - e dalla spavalderia di vedere i propri successi nel mondo degli affari, che fanno credere di essere una spanna sopra gli altri e di far loro un favore a offrire un lavoro (tra parentesi, non ha mai detto quale, e non ci sono nemmeno annunci sul sito dell'Azienda).&lt;br /&gt;E poi, a ben vedere, è un modo di selezionare che gli si ritorcerà contro, prima o poi. Avrà collaboratori servili, per necessità o per vocazione, ma che non avranno cura del proprio lavoro e che saranno veloci ad abbandonare la nave in caso di naufragio, senza far nulla per salvarla, anzi portando via oggetti e soldi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ben vedere, a livello puramente tecnico la sua procedura non è ottimizzata. Se non ha in mente un posto di lavoro, non può raccogliere N curricula per non precisati usi futuri. Innanzitutto diventano presto obsoleti, perché le persone potrebbero trovare altri impieghi, e lui leggerà una frazione variabile di essi per poi scoprire che le persone non sono più disponibili. Se ha in mente posti di lavoro ma non li pubblica, riceverà e leggerà curricula di persone che non si sarebbero proposte per farlo, e non ne vorranno sapere una volta ricontattati. Tuttavia non mi sembra il tipo che prenda tutto il suo tempo per fare le cose, da come risponde in modo affrettato.&lt;br /&gt;E allora perché manda queste mail? Per cercare la fidanzata? Per aggiungere contatti alla rubrica del telefono? Per provare se gli funziona la posta?&lt;br /&gt;Spero abbia imparato qualcosa lui, per esempio a non sottovalutare l'effetto boomerang del contattare persone in massa... sicuramente con me non ci proverà più. E con questo post, spero di aver dissuaso altri come lui dal provarci, e altri come me a rispondere a tono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perché non siamo noi al servizio delle aziende, né dell'economia,  ma sono loro a dover essere al nostro servizio, ed esserci utili.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-8677771080186618200?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/8677771080186618200/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=8677771080186618200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/8677771080186618200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/8677771080186618200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2011/01/offerta-di-lavoro-o-raccolta-dati_17.html' title='Offerta di lavoro o raccolta dati a strascico? Nessuna delle due! Parte seconda, e ultima'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-9201421387334489717</id><published>2011-01-14T10:33:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T11:17:13.930+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Offerta di lavoro o raccolta dati a strascico?</title><content type='html'>Benissimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi faccio parte di questo scambio di mail tra un'azienda e me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La suddetta Azienda mi scrive inizialmente, in una mail intitolata "Colloquio":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abbiamo trovato il suo profilo tramite Almalaurea.&lt;br /&gt;La pregherei di mandare un suo CV aggiornato a questa email indicando&lt;br /&gt;altresì il suo stato lavorativo attuale e l’autorizzazione al&lt;br /&gt;trattamento dei dati personali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho risposto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buongiorno,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi sembra piuttosto prematuro chiedere l'autorizzazione al trattamento dei dati personali, prima di chiarire alcuni punti importanti:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Che proposta avete? Se mi scrivete, ne avrete almeno una.&lt;br /&gt;Che tipo di contratto prevede?&lt;br /&gt;Che competenze richiede?&lt;br /&gt;Ci sono prospettive di stabilizzazione?&lt;br /&gt;È possibile il telelavoro?&lt;br /&gt;Che importanza ha il mio stato lavorativo attuale?&lt;br /&gt;Utilizzate software open source?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il mio curriculum vitae è su StackOverflow, a vostra disposizione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cui l'Azienda risponde:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grazie per la Sua risposta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto ci indica è per noi sufficiente.&lt;br /&gt;Rimuoveremo il suo nominativo dai ns database.&lt;br /&gt;Cordiali saluti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi chiedo cosa si aspettassero, probabilmente che per necessità mandassi tutto e sperassi in un contratto di qualsiasi genere.&lt;br /&gt;Quando ho mostrato di avere delle richieste, nonostante il mio curriculum sia disponibile online, mi hanno cancellato dal database - forse mi hanno preso per una testa calda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Che brutto momento, in cui si tende ad accettare condizioni di lavoro sub-ottimali, sapendo che se le si rifiuta qualcun altro le accetterà. Le aziende lo sanno bene, e ci marciano, sia perché non è compito loro aumentare la dignità dei lavoratori, sia perché anche esse vogliono sopravvivere, nella logica di mercato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per questo, io che sono nella posizione di imporre le mie condizioni al potenziale datore di lavoro, non mi limito a rifiutare le proposte che secondo me si avvantaggiano della difficile situazione economica, ma le rendo pubbliche. Non ho nominato l'Azienda perché la migliore tradizione punterebbe il dito contro di loro, denigrandoli &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;in toto&lt;/span&gt; anche nei settori dove agiscono correttamente, mentre quel che voglio mettere in luce è questo specifico comportamento, che è condiviso da altre aziende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se anche fossi la sola a comportarmi in questo modo e questo mi facesse perdere occasioni di lavoro, non basterebbe a farmi cambiare idea. Non per amor di martirio, ma per rendere giustizia a coloro che hanno combattuto e sofferto per ottenere i diritti che abbiamo oggi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-9201421387334489717?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/9201421387334489717/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=9201421387334489717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/9201421387334489717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/9201421387334489717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2011/01/offerta-di-lavoro-o-raccolta-dati.html' title='Offerta di lavoro o raccolta dati a strascico?'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-4895400226483488532</id><published>2010-11-13T13:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T14:01:16.061+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Annuncio: Donne @ softwarelibero.it</title><content type='html'>LA LIBERTÀ È DONNA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasce donne@softwarelibero.it, la comunità delle donne italiane nel software libero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A seguito dell'incontro sulla partecipazione femminile nell'Open Source avvenuto durante il DUCC-IT 2010 a Perugia, è nata l'esigenza di trovare un punto di incontro privilegiato per le donne impegnate nel software libero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;donne@softwarelibero.it vuole essere una rete di collaborazione al femminile trasversale ai diversi progetti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scopo di donne@softwarelibero.it è quello di incoraggiare la partecipazione femminile al mondo del free software in Italia, dando una più ampia visibilità a chi già se ne occupa, favorendo incontri e discussioni sul tema, anche attraverso la creazione di un team di speaker femminili in grado di presentare i diversi progetti, condividendo esperienze e conoscenza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;donne@softwarelibero.it nasce con una mailing list e un wiki, per consentire alle donne coinvolte in progetti di software libero di iniziare a conoscersi e comunicare, e di raccoglie idee e materiale. Il progetto è chiaramente rivolto al femminile, ma è ovviamente aperto a tutti gli interessati, quindi naturalmente anche agli uomini che ne condividono gli obiettivi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non uno spazio di chiusura, ma al contrario un luogo ideale di confronto e dibattito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'indirizzo per iscriversi alla mailing list è questo: http://lists.softwarelibero.it/cgi-bin/mailman/listinfo/donne&lt;a href="http://lists.softwarelibero.it/cgi-bin/mailman/listinfo/donne"&gt;http://lists.softwarelibero.it/cgi-bin/mailman/listinfo/donne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gli archivi della mailing list sono pubblici, accessibili qui: &lt;a href="http://lists.softwarelibero.it/pipermail/donne/"&gt;http://lists.softwarelibero.it/pipermail/donne/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il gruppo dispone anche di un wiki raggiungibile all'indirizzo: &lt;a href="http://www.fsugitalia.org/donne/doku.php"&gt;http://www.fsugitalia.org/donne/doku.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dubbi? Consulta le Domande frequenti, e aiuta a renderle più complete: &lt;a href="http://www.fsugitalia.org/donne/doku.php?id=faq"&gt;http://www.fsugitalia.org/donne/doku.php?id=faq&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-4895400226483488532?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/4895400226483488532/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=4895400226483488532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/4895400226483488532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/4895400226483488532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2010/11/annuncio-donne-softwareliberoit.html' title='Annuncio: Donne @ softwarelibero.it'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-5944220730253297148</id><published>2010-11-13T13:01:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T13:08:47.932+01:00</updated><title type='text'>OSGeo Charter Member</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great news from OSGeo - I've been upgraded to &lt;a href="http://www.osgeo.org/node/1089"&gt;Charter Member together with a whole bunch of valuable people&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to put in practice the idea of the net among OSGeo projects, and be part of the Foundation's lead team. I always enjoyed working behind the scenes and make things happen. Once again I join a group of positive, active, determined people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks all for voting, for support, and in advance for suggestions and feedback.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-5944220730253297148?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/5944220730253297148/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=5944220730253297148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/5944220730253297148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/5944220730253297148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2010/11/osgeo-charter-member.html' title='OSGeo Charter Member'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-8597692755769458505</id><published>2010-09-23T12:27:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T14:04:56.784+02:00</updated><title type='text'>DUCCIT 2010, Perugia</title><content type='html'>Finalmente il report della &lt;a href="http://www.fsugitalia.org/eventi/doku.php?id=duccit10"&gt;Debian Ubuntu Community Conference Italia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;È stato interessante incontrare di persona utenti e sviluppatori di entrambe le distribuzioni, semplici curiosi, e due classi di giovani informatici. &lt;br /&gt;La conferenza ha previsto momenti sociali (innanzitutto! è molto importante mantenere vivi i contatti con i vari membri della comunità, non solo via mail e chat), lezioni, presentazioni, molta discussione.&lt;br /&gt;Sottolineo la presentazione di &lt;a href="http://upsilon.cc/~zack/"&gt;Stefano Zacchiroli aka zack&lt;/a&gt;, Debian Project Leader in carica: in una parola, illuminata. Mi auguro che la sua visione ampia e il suo incentivo alla collaborazione con le 120 distribuzioni derivate vengano sempre di più messe in pratica.&lt;br /&gt;Ubuntu si è confermata come distribuzione chiave per la diffusione dell'open source, con un crescente numero di utenti e di eco sulla stampa, a maggior gloria di tutta la comunità del software libero. Inoltre la larga base di utenti è in grado di fornire maggior feedback e potenzialmente contribuire upstream, a vantaggio di tutte le altre distribuzioni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La tavola rotonda Debian/Ubuntu Women è stata ricca di idee. Ringrazio tutti i partecipanti per i contributi alla discussione!&lt;br /&gt;Innanzitutto, un approccio accusatorio da parte delle donne va evitato. Perfino nei gruppi più maschilisti, c'è sempre una parte disposta al dialogo e al confronto. Da entrambe le parti. I luoghi comuni sono pericolosissimi, anche se sembrano corrispondere molto bene alla realtà. Il dialogo è poi proseguito su IRC (#debian on freenode.net) con ulteriori spunti sia pratici sia di riflessione.&lt;br /&gt;Che dire? I migliori auspici per il futuro, per questo gruppo propositivo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-8597692755769458505?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/8597692755769458505/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=8597692755769458505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/8597692755769458505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/8597692755769458505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2010/09/duccit-2010-perugia.html' title='DUCCIT 2010, Perugia'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-7891523364104430043</id><published>2010-09-11T13:19:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T13:40:33.268+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Helena Mitasova receives Sol Katz Award at FOSS4G 2010, Barcelona</title><content type='html'>" Prof. Helena Mitasova was honored with the &lt;a href="http://www.osgeo.org/solkatz"&gt;Sol Katz Award for Geospatial Free and Open Source Software 2010&lt;/a&gt; during the closing plenary of the &lt;a href="http://2010.foss4g.org/"&gt;FOSS4G 2010&lt;/a&gt;  conference in Barcelona, Spain. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The complete announcement is published on &lt;a href="http://www.osgeo.org/node/1069"&gt;OSGeo website.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first met her few days ago at the FOSS4G. She showed me how good actions and shiny determination are above gender, race, nationality, and should inspire others to be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.meas.ncsu.edu/faculty/mitasova/mitasova_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 175px;" src="http://www.meas.ncsu.edu/faculty/mitasova/mitasova_lg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-7891523364104430043?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/7891523364104430043/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=7891523364104430043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/7891523364104430043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/7891523364104430043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2010/09/helena-mitasova-receives-sol-katz-award.html' title='Helena Mitasova receives Sol Katz Award at FOSS4G 2010, Barcelona'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-2477844144821660300</id><published>2010-07-08T13:34:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T13:45:10.987+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashplugin locks audio on Debian + Iceweasel</title><content type='html'>Using Flash plugin in Iceweasel I noticed that every time it played audio, other programs like Rhythmbox were unable to play from that moment on.&lt;br /&gt;The error given by Rhythmbox was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Couldn't start playback: configured audiosink bin0 is not working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I solved the error by either choosing ALSA in system sound settings (I realised i left OSS choice, for some other reason in the past) - either disabling Flash plugin in Iceweasel, so that it didn't need to be restarted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose these solutions can work on Debian-like systems with Firefox-derived browsers. If it helps also on other configurations, feel free to post a comment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy hacking :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-2477844144821660300?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/2477844144821660300/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=2477844144821660300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2477844144821660300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2477844144821660300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2010/07/flashplugin-locks-audio-on-debian.html' title='Flashplugin locks audio on Debian + Iceweasel'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-5235284400286190254</id><published>2010-06-10T23:26:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T23:55:29.228+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Erasing a logical partition - not so bad as it seems</title><content type='html'>On my Debian testing box I succeeded in cleaning up partition table and gain 20GB removing a logical partition with a lower number than the others. All what happened is explained in &lt;a href="http://www.gnu.org/software/parted/manual/html_chapter/parted_2.html#SEC26"&gt;Parted manual&lt;/a&gt; with simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came from a hard disk partitioned with 1 as primary partition, 3 as logical container for all the others: 5 as data partition, 6, 7, 8 and 9 belonging to my Debian install.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't successful in removing partition 5 as fdisk and gparted denied me that action. Then, with Disk Utility of GNOME desktop, I unmounted and removed it easily.&lt;br /&gt;Rebooting, the symptoms were that GRUB failed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;error: file not found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grub-rescue:&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ls&lt;/span&gt; I noticed that partition 5 was still there and 9 had disappeared. I feared to have removed the wrong one. Booting a live Ubuntu I noticed that all data that were in partition 9 were safe - but sizes and filesystem types told me that something had happened with partition numbering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I browsed the internet for any help about that and &lt;a href="http://www.gnu.org/software/parted/manual/html_chapter/parted_2.html#SEC26"&gt;Parted manual&lt;/a&gt; showed me that "for, example, if you delete a logical partition with a minor number of 6, then logical partitions that were number 7, 8 and 9 would be renumbered to 6, 7 and 8 respectively".&lt;br /&gt;That meant that any reference to partition numbers for the Debian install had a offset of 1. GRUB was using the wrong root partition (/var, in my case) and nothing was correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0: I booted Debian via the grub-rescue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;set prefix=(hdX,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;new-partition-number&lt;/span&gt;)/boot/grub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;insmod (hdX,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;new-partition-number&lt;/span&gt;)/boot/grub/normal.mod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That gave me access to the root partition - the others were still odd numbered in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;/etc/fstab&lt;/span&gt;. That gave me errors in mounting the partitions and a root maintenance shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: From there I updated &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;/etc/fstab&lt;/span&gt; with the new partition numbers and rebooted like step 0 but then accessing the system as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: I ran &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;update-grub&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;upgrade-from-grub-legacy&lt;/span&gt; (second is only if you want to port changes to MBR! Avoid it if you are chainloading the install you ruined, and the MBR contains info that you should not edit now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: I fixed hibernation, that remembered swap partition's old number, by editing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;/etc/initramfs-tools/conf.d/resume&lt;/span&gt; and running &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;update-initramfs -u&lt;/span&gt; as root.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After rebooting all worked as before. No data loss, no panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Andrea that lended me his laptop to access the internet while mine was unbootable, and Markus for providing a bootable USB key.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-5235284400286190254?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/5235284400286190254/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=5235284400286190254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/5235284400286190254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/5235284400286190254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2010/06/erasing-logical-partition-not-so-bad-as.html' title='Erasing a logical partition - not so bad as it seems'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-5724917739344937793</id><published>2010-05-24T09:04:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T09:20:00.486+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Consapevolezza e ambiente - il caso del tonno</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/S_ooKwqyU-I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Du5jriUpqq4/s1600/Terra.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/S_ooKwqyU-I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Du5jriUpqq4/s320/Terra.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474732462350423010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.report.rai.it/R2_popup_articolofoglia/0,7246,243%5E1087816,00.html"&gt;L'ultima puntata di Report&lt;/a&gt; ha messo in luce una delle situazioni in cui il cittadino sostiene inconsapevolmente lo smantellamento dell'ambiente. In questo caso, l'acquisto delle comuni scatolette di tonno alimenta una pesca sempre più indiscriminata nei suoi areali, lo sfruttamento dei lavoratori per mantenere bassi i prezzi, un grave side effect su molte specie ittiche pescate, uccise e ributtate in mare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poco prima a Che tempo che fa, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vandana_Shiva"&gt;Vandana Shiva&lt;/a&gt; aveva lanciato un vibrante appello al rispetto della Terra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meno male che Raitre rimane, a tratti, al di sopra dell'indifferenza televisiva e generale riguardo al futuro del nostro pianeta, e diffonde informazione e consapevolezza.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-5724917739344937793?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/5724917739344937793/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=5724917739344937793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/5724917739344937793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/5724917739344937793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2010/05/consapevolezza-e-ambiente-il-caso-del.html' title='Consapevolezza e ambiente - il caso del tonno'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/S_ooKwqyU-I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Du5jriUpqq4/s72-c/Terra.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-6097943378036592523</id><published>2009-12-18T16:46:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T16:51:30.419+01:00</updated><title type='text'>v.krige into GRASS trunk!</title><content type='html'>Recompile GRASS trunk r&gt;40045 or GRASS develbranch_6 (aka 6.5) r&gt;40049 to get v.krige natively into the code!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy, all feedback is welcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to Martin Landa my SoC mentor and all the people who helped me getting this real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://trac.osgeo.org/grass/changeset/40045"&gt;Read the changelog here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-6097943378036592523?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/6097943378036592523/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=6097943378036592523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/6097943378036592523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/6097943378036592523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2009/12/vkrige-into-grass-trunk.html' title='v.krige into GRASS trunk!'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-5856072345265817204</id><published>2009-12-16T14:19:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T14:52:16.663+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Troppo tardi?</title><content type='html'>Ho annunciato la mia partenza con allegria e tracotanza, che stava a dire "Me ne vado da questo schifo di Paese, che non mi merita, mi lascio alle spalle tutto". E ho letto nei tuoi occhi e sul tuo viso la desolazione grande e dolorosa di chi viene abbandonato. Mi sono sentita improvvisamente e terribilmente in colpa. Credevo che l'albero senza foglie fosse morto, invece era solo l'inverno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da allora ci penso continuamente. E gli scambi di sguardi a volte sono fatti di vere parole, altre volte incomprensibili o muti. A volte non capisco nulla e mi ribello inutilmente, come il cane legato al guinzaglio che nel cercare di liberarsi si esaspera si ferisce e si stanca, altre volte guardo con distacco la situazione, come l'aereo sopra le nubi che guarda il plastico del mondo minuscolo e immobile, scoprendomi a sorriderne di compassione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'ultima cosa che deve accadere è che tu soffra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-5856072345265817204?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/5856072345265817204/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=5856072345265817204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/5856072345265817204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/5856072345265817204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2009/12/troppo-tardi.html' title='Troppo tardi?'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-4132225575840633780</id><published>2009-12-01T13:29:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T13:33:28.798+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lettera di Pier Luigi Celli al figlio</title><content type='html'>Figlio mio, stai per finire la tua Università; sei stato bravo. Non ho rimproveri da farti. Finisci in tempo e bene: molto più di quello che tua madre e io ci aspettassimo. È per questo che ti parlo con amarezza, pensando a quello che ora ti aspetta. Questo Paese, il tuo Paese, non è più un posto in cui sia possibile stare con orgoglio.&lt;br /&gt;                                             &lt;br /&gt;Puoi solo immaginare la sofferenza con cui ti dico queste cose e la preoccupazione per un futuro che finirà con lo spezzare le dolci consuetudini del nostro vivere uniti, come è avvenuto per tutti questi lunghi anni. Ma non posso, onestamente, nascondere quello che ho lungamente meditato. Ti conosco abbastanza per sapere quanto sia forte il tuo senso di giustizia, la voglia di arrivare ai risultati, il sentimento degli amici da tenere insieme, buoni e meno buoni che siano. E, ancora, l'idea che lo studio duro sia la sola strada per renderti credibile e affidabile nel lavoro che incontrerai.&lt;br /&gt;Ecco, guardati attorno. Quello che puoi vedere è che tutto questo ha sempre meno valore in una Società divisa, rissosa, fortemente individualista, pronta a svendere i minimi valori di solidarietà e di onestà, in cambio di un riconoscimento degli interessi personali, di prebende discutibili; di carriere feroci fatte su meriti inesistenti. A meno che non sia un merito l'affiliazione, politica, di clan, familistica: poco fa la differenza.&lt;br /&gt;                                             &lt;br /&gt;Questo è un Paese in cui, se ti va bene, comincerai guadagnando un decimo di un portaborse qualunque; un centesimo di una velina o di un tronista; forse poco più di un millesimo di un grande manager che ha all'attivo disavventure e fallimenti che non pagherà mai. E' anche un Paese in cui, per viaggiare, devi augurarti che l'Alitalia non si metta in testa di fare l'azienda seria chiedendo ai suoi dipendenti il rispetto dell'orario, perché allora ti potrebbe capitare di vederti annullare ogni volo per giorni interi, passando il tuo tempo in attesa di una informazione (o di una scusa) che non arriverà. E d'altra parte, come potrebbe essere diversamente, se questo è l'unico Paese in cui una compagnia aerea di Stato, tecnicamente fallita per non aver saputo stare sul mercato, è stata privatizzata regalandole il Monopolio, e così costringendo i suoi vertici alla paralisi di fronte a dipendenti che non crederanno mai più di essere a rischio.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                &lt;!--inserto--&gt;&lt;div class="ad-box"&gt;&lt;!-- OAS AD 'Middle' - da inserire per 200x200 --&gt; &lt;!--script language="javascript" type="text/javascript"&gt;OAS_RICH('Middle');&lt;/script--&gt;  &lt;script language="javascript1.1" src="http://www.repubblica.it/javascript/adtags/jx_speciale.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript" src="http://oas.repubblica.it/RealMedia/ads/adstream_jx.ads/repubblica.it/nz/scuolauniversita/interna/1945027275@Middle"&gt;&lt;/script&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--/inserto--&gt;                                              &lt;br /&gt;Credimi, se ti guardi intorno e se giri un po', non troverai molte ragioni per rincuorarti. Incapperai nei destini gloriosi di chi, avendo fatto magari il taxista, si vede premiato - per ragioni intuibili - con un Consiglio di Amministrazione, o non sapendo nulla di elettricità, gas ed energie varie, accede imperterrito al vertice di una Multiutility. Non varrà nulla avere la fedina immacolata, se ci sono ragioni sufficienti che lavorano su altri terreni, in grado di spingerti a incarichi delicati, magari critici per i destini industriali del Paese. Questo è un Paese in cui nessuno sembra destinato a pagare per gli errori fatti; figurarsi se si vorrà tirare indietro pensando che non gli tocchi un posto superiore, una volta officiato, per raccomandazione, a qualsiasi incarico. Potrei continuare all'infinito, annoiandoti e deprimendomi.&lt;br /&gt;                                             &lt;br /&gt;Per questo, col cuore che soffre più che mai, il mio consiglio è che tu, finiti i tuoi studi, prenda la strada dell'estero. Scegli di andare dove ha ancora un valore la lealtà, il rispetto, il riconoscimento del merito e dei risultati. Probabilmente non sarà tutto oro, questo no. Capiterà anche che, spesso, ti prenderà la nostalgia del tuo Paese e, mi auguro, anche dei tuoi vecchi. E tu cercherai di venirci a patti, per fare quello per cui ti sei preparato per anni.&lt;br /&gt;                                             &lt;br /&gt;Dammi retta, questo è un Paese che non ti merita. Avremmo voluto che fosse diverso e abbiamo fallito. Anche noi. Tu hai diritto di vivere diversamente, senza chiederti, ad esempio, se quello che dici o scrivi può disturbare qualcuno di questi mediocri che contano, col rischio di essere messo nel mirino, magari subdolamente, e trovarti emarginato senza capire perché.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                    &lt;br /&gt;Adesso che ti ho detto quanto avrei voluto evitare con tutte le mie forze, io lo so, lo prevedo, quello che vorresti rispondermi. Ti conosco e ti voglio bene anche per questo. Mi dirai che è tutto vero, che le cose stanno proprio così, che anche a te fanno schifo, ma che tu, proprio per questo, non gliela darai vinta. Tutto qui. E non so, credimi, se preoccuparmi di più per questa tua ostinazione, o rallegrarmi per aver trovato il modo di non deludermi, assecondando le mie amarezze.&lt;br /&gt;                                             &lt;br /&gt;Preparati comunque a soffrire.&lt;br /&gt;                                             &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                      Con affetto,                                            &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                      tuo padre                                            &lt;br /&gt;                                             &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                      &lt;i&gt;L'autore è stato direttore generale della Rai. Attualmente è direttore generale della Libera Università internazionale degli studi sociali, Luiss Guido Carli.&lt;/i&gt;                                            &lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;!-- fine TESTO --&gt;                (&lt;i&gt;&lt;!-- inizio DATA --&gt;30 novembre 2009&lt;!-- fine DATA --&gt;&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Che dire? Non ho forse sentito queste parole più e più volte, con a volte un finale diverso (Ma sì è un Paese pieno di problemi ma io ci resto)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo una grande amarezza per un'Italia dei volenterosi, dei generosi, degli onesti, che l'Italia sopracitata nasconde benissimo. Non ho il coraggio di combattere contro una tale Idra. Vigliaccamente (?) me ne vado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-4132225575840633780?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/4132225575840633780/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=4132225575840633780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/4132225575840633780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/4132225575840633780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2009/12/lettera-di-pier-luigi-celli-al-figlio.html' title='Lettera di Pier Luigi Celli al figlio'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-1653589424777049515</id><published>2009-11-15T13:11:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T13:15:53.097+01:00</updated><title type='text'>QGIS Hackfest in Vienna, the week after</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gif.berkeley.edu/images/http/qgis_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 140px;" src="http://gif.berkeley.edu/images/http/qgis_logo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hackfest has been a complete success, see &lt;a href="http://linfiniti.com/2009/11/report-back-on-the-qgis-hackfest-in-vienna-november-2009/"&gt;Tim Sutton's blog&lt;/a&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;I join all to thanks to Werner Macho for his perfect organisation, his girlfriend Verena for excellent cakes, all attendants for creating such a positive atmosphere, in which everyone has been invited to share knowledge and contribute.&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to help for creating another such great event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compile QGIS trunk to enjoy all new features and huge cleanups!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-1653589424777049515?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/1653589424777049515/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=1653589424777049515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/1653589424777049515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/1653589424777049515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2009/11/qgis-hackfest-in-vienna-week-after.html' title='QGIS Hackfest in Vienna, the week after'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-6674267659433618781</id><published>2009-11-15T13:05:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T13:10:07.917+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Matthias Ettrich Receives German Federal Cross of Merit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dot.kde.org/sites/dot.kde.org/files/matthias-small.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 333px;" src="http://dot.kde.org/sites/dot.kde.org/files/matthias-small.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from http://www.kdenews.org/ of 6th November 2009 :&lt;p&gt;Today at 4pm CET at the Center for Economics, Technology and Women’s Issues at the Berlin Senate, KDE founder &lt;a href="http://behindkde.org/people/ettrich/"&gt;Matthias Ettrich&lt;/a&gt; was decorated with the German Federal Cross of Merit for his contributions to Free Software. Matthias was awarded the medal in recognition of his work spurring innovation and spreading knowledge for the common good. The award was presented by state secretary Almuth Nehring-Venus. She mentioned that not only is Matthias among the younger recipients of the award but also that this is the first award ceremony where young children of the family were present. Also attending was Eberhard Gienger, member of the Bundestag for the county Matthias grew up in.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Matthias started the KDE project on October 14, 1996 with his &lt;a href="http://www.kde.org/announcements/announcement.php"&gt;now infamous email&lt;/a&gt;. The project grew in leaps and bounds, creating one of the most active and innovative Free Software communities today, and helped redefine the expectations users have from free software in general. Indirectly, the KDE community influenced the development of the whole Free Software ecosystem, shifting the focus from Unix as a server system to Unix as a powerful end-user desktop, pushing the boundaries until today. The advance of Free Software depends so much on the interactions between the underlying infrastructure and the desktop that we think the award is well-deserved.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Federal Cross of Merit is both the most prestigious as well as the only general decoration awarded by the Federal Republic of Germany. It is awarded by the Federal President for outstanding achievements in the political, economic, cultural, and other fields. To Matthias, the award was such a surprise that he first considered the notification to be spam... After being decorated, his only question was: "So, now what is next?" Judging from his history, we think he'll come up with something.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Congratulations, Matthias!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-6674267659433618781?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/6674267659433618781/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=6674267659433618781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/6674267659433618781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/6674267659433618781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2009/11/taken-from-httpwww.html' title='Matthias Ettrich Receives German Federal Cross of Merit'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-5287270765773445148</id><published>2009-11-06T10:27:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T10:40:05.363+01:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd QGIS Hackfest has begun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gif.berkeley.edu/images/http/qgis_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 140px;" src="http://gif.berkeley.edu/images/http/qgis_logo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and meet us in Vienna, or keep an eye on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The wiki: &lt;a href="http://www.qgis.org/wiki/2._QGIS_Hackfest_in_Vienna_2009"&gt;http://www.qgis.org/wiki/2._QGIS_Hackfest_in_Vienna_2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The video stream: &lt;coming soon=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/coming&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;IRC channel: #qgis on freenode&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SVN changesets - expect a flood!: &lt;a href="https://trac.osgeo.org/qgis/changeset"&gt;https://trac.osgeo.org/qgis/changeset&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-5287270765773445148?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/5287270765773445148/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=5287270765773445148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/5287270765773445148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/5287270765773445148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2009/11/2nd-qgis-hackfest-has-begun.html' title='2nd QGIS Hackfest has begun!'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-2824364344156192339</id><published>2009-10-19T14:56:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T15:31:26.677+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Peaceful ignorance...</title><content type='html'>Do we need television programs like &lt;a href="http://www.report.rai.it/R2_HPprogramma/0,,243,00.html"&gt;Report&lt;/a&gt; to realise hidden injustices that some journalists bring up to public attention?&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.report.rai.it/R2_popup_articolofoglia/0,7246,243%5E1086815,00.html"&gt;cases presented yesterday evening&lt;/a&gt; were barely believable, in a "developed", "civilised" land like Italy.&lt;br /&gt;Then my question is: what can be done to break down these situations? Because, unless someone notices these facts and tells some virtual tam-tam like Report or YouTube or book or newspaper, it seems that injustice becomes normal and therefore accepted as unavoidable.&lt;br /&gt;Obviusly, a single person is helpless. A good idea is to create a critical mass of conscious and firm people who claim for a better world, starting from the side they know better (their block, family, job..). Closing our eyes on problems "bigger than I can afford" or "that don't involve my life" is shortsighted. Some of these very problems are only apparently, or temporarily, disconnected from our daily routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a special courage in people like Roberto Saviano, Manuela Amadori, Elena Ciocca, and so many others who tell the truth about injustices, with the bitter certainity that it will ruin their life. And that make me believe that staying in the peaceful ignorance is maybe more confortable, but deeply unacceptable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-2824364344156192339?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/2824364344156192339/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=2824364344156192339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2824364344156192339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2824364344156192339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2009/10/peaceful-ignorance.html' title='Peaceful ignorance...'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-5659632134397205891</id><published>2009-09-30T15:15:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T15:29:53.617+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Where does a wrong question lead</title><content type='html'>Today, writing the conclusions of my graduation thesis, I saw once more, and even more clearly, where can wrong questions lead.&lt;br /&gt;A wrong question can be wrong because badly phrased, like algorithms in a language that doesn't include the needed abstractions. It will be buggy and ugly and the results unpredictable. Beware of wrong questions, but beware of their answers above all. Take the time to get the question in a correct form, with the appropriate words, with the needed knowledge of the topic. You will be able to fully trust the answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that sharing this rise of awareness will help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-5659632134397205891?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/5659632134397205891/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=5659632134397205891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/5659632134397205891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/5659632134397205891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-does-wrong-question-lead.html' title='Where does a wrong question lead'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-2220010394420067149</id><published>2009-09-02T11:23:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T11:28:23.252+02:00</updated><title type='text'>QGIS 1.2 Daphnis released!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2590/3861021569_030c761652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 175px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2590/3861021569_030c761652.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi all QGIS fans: have a look at the new release announcement &lt;a href="http://blog.qgis.org/node/137"&gt;on QGIS blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy QGIS'ing :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-2220010394420067149?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/2220010394420067149/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=2220010394420067149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2220010394420067149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2220010394420067149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2009/09/qgis-12-daphnis-released.html' title='QGIS 1.2 Daphnis released!'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2590/3861021569_030c761652_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-1701246729958779699</id><published>2009-08-28T09:55:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T11:25:33.514+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Google Summer of Code final report</title><content type='html'>GSoC's ended! Time to write a final note on this great experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://grass.osgeo.org/grass-wiki/images/thumb/Schermata-Kriging_Module.png/450px-Schermata-Kriging_Module.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://grass.osgeo.org/grass-wiki/images/thumb/Schermata-Kriging_Module.png/450px-Schermata-Kriging_Module.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Achieved goals&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the SoC, v.krige has all planned features: a dedicated wxGUI, support for ordinary and block kriging, interactive variogram fit, ability to run in batch mode via CLI. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The module depends on GRASS develbranch_6, i.e. 6.5, R 2.x, R packages gstat and spgrass6. More info on provided features and installation are available on its &lt;a href="http://grass.osgeo.org/wiki/V.krige_GSoC_2009"&gt;wiki page&lt;/a&gt;. A tutorial is provided on the Help page of the module.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Plans for the future&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some more useful features to add to v.krige, above others an easier dependency install/check and support for universal kriging.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mentor proposed to integrate the module into GRASS trunk, when it will reach enough stability. I'm honored for that and look forward to make this happen!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As well, I plan to collaborate on wxGUI development. For long, GRASS lacked a friendly GUI and present wxGUI is a great improvement over Tcl - so I wish to participate in its development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I've learnt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt wxPython from scratch - thank to awesome tutorials on its wiki and the support of community, it's been a lot easier than I initially thought.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kriging was not my cup of tea before SoC, but working on this project I improved my knowledge on the topic. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been involved in GRASS development and started understanding how it works. Subscribing to the devs mailing list and lurking on GRASS IRC channel took me behind the scenes and made me feel part of the team.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The participation to OSGeo activities has improved as well, thanks to SoC and to Bolsena Hacking Event. I plan to further improve my participation and attend future meetings, as they provide effective speedup of activities and rise of cool ideas.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I must thank Wolf Bergenheim: he convinced me to write a second application with OSGeo (the first was with R). I wrote it just for bet... and it's been a real success. Of course, I thank him also for administrating OSGeo SoC!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm deeply grateful to Martin Landa, my mentor. He guided me along the development pointing out all useful resources and examples, and always kept me working in the right direction.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, thanks to all developers, testers, users of all software involved in this project. They showed me once more how open source approach can achieve goals by cooperation and knowledge sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Associations make people stronger and higlight the qualities of each single person, and give joy that is hardly achieved in solitude, by noticing how many honest and good and talented people exist and for whom it's worthy to pursue good projects (while people living in solitude more often see mankind's worst side, the one that requires suspicion and distrust). &lt;/i&gt;  -  freely translated from Italo Calvino's "Il barone rampante"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-1701246729958779699?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/1701246729958779699/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=1701246729958779699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/1701246729958779699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/1701246729958779699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2009/08/google-summer-of-code-final-report.html' title='Google Summer of Code final report'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-1643418065826198061</id><published>2009-08-07T14:01:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T14:12:51.400+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fox programming</title><content type='html'>When a programmer walks around the task collecting as more info as possible, without writing anything until it is all clear in his/her mind, and then writes down the solution, it's &lt;em&gt;fox programming&lt;/em&gt;, just like foxes hunt: they approach silently the prey and suddenly jump and grab it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/SnwZ6bw-oxI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c9MMEJ357Tc/s1600-h/Dog_Fox_by_noelholland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/SnwZ6bw-oxI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c9MMEJ357Tc/s320/Dog_Fox_by_noelholland.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367193347595084562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-1643418065826198061?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/1643418065826198061/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=1643418065826198061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/1643418065826198061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/1643418065826198061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2009/08/fox-programming.html' title='Fox programming'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/SnwZ6bw-oxI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c9MMEJ357Tc/s72-c/Dog_Fox_by_noelholland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-5891569399786440373</id><published>2009-07-24T22:57:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T23:30:07.884+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bruno</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/SmonwQxKp9I/AAAAAAAAAJs/K0r0gbUH3wM/s1600-h/1211275884486_orso5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/SmonwQxKp9I/AAAAAAAAAJs/K0r0gbUH3wM/s320/1211275884486_orso5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362142016426387410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is. He is so similar to a bear. His body is wide and strong and sometimes extremely agile, more often concrete, massive, headlong. If he had a fur, it would be thick and soft, especially on ears. His eyes look at the world with curiosity, sincere and total happiness, the deepest empathy that leaves me speechless and fill up my heart everytime I notice it.&lt;br /&gt;He often behaves like a child, despite he's been a child some years ago. In these moments he speaks and acts without filters, and this makes him ageless.&lt;br /&gt;I wish to learn from him his qualities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Because he is a gift for the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-5891569399786440373?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/5891569399786440373/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=5891569399786440373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/5891569399786440373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/5891569399786440373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2009/07/bruno.html' title='Bruno'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/SmonwQxKp9I/AAAAAAAAAJs/K0r0gbUH3wM/s72-c/1211275884486_orso5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-1194535728375824955</id><published>2009-07-17T18:03:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T15:06:01.229+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Enlightenment</title><content type='html'>What does it mean, to be happy? That question has been asked since the beginning of self-awareness and has received many answers.&lt;br /&gt;The answer appeared to me personified. One showed me how faith can be a good answer to some deep questions, whoever God is involved, as long as it leaves man all room to act, hope and contribute in making world a better place. One showed me how introspection can evocate crucial questions and the words to formulate answers. When I meet this kind of people, it's an enlightenment and a medicine for the soul. I had a similar impression looking at nature, how it regenerates itself with endless patience.&lt;br /&gt;There was no time to formulate a better sentence than "I believe in people", so I wish to reformulate it as "altruism and optimism are emerging properties of human groups, when they find they're sharing the same objectives and the same feelings".&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there is still a long way to come to inconditional love for mankind and all other live forms. But I believe it is a huge step away from greedy logic of business. And all long journeys start with a single, small step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes to everyone, both who is walking on this path and who is moving towards it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-1194535728375824955?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/1194535728375824955/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=1194535728375824955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/1194535728375824955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/1194535728375824955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2009/07/enlightenment.html' title='Enlightenment'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-5449900365011006022</id><published>2009-06-29T16:38:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T10:52:42.623+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Considerations of a wayfarer</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting down in front of the lake thinking of which steps took me here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I have predicted what happened last week?&lt;br /&gt;I lived until now just touching every now and then the helm with a finger, letting the ship follow currents and wind. I met dolphins and storms and they both contributed in building my person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how I can mix up immediate decisions and such changes in direction in my life. It seems that what I don't plan is in fact the core of my life. I'm just in the right place in the right moment. I don't know if the path of events was different, then I would have become someone else... Maybe I'll never have the chance to know this...&lt;br /&gt;But it's not the point. I always meet people that have something to teach me. People that prove that my trust is well placed, that humanity goes over laws of business and nature and it is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another point is that great part of the decisions above come from other people and the remnant are simply random. I have to thank so many people for their suggestions. They showed me entire universes I was completely unaware of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/Skje2fLwyVI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/-6heqjzJl2o/s1600-h/dscn1314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/Skje2fLwyVI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/-6heqjzJl2o/s320/dscn1314.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352773184794970450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-5449900365011006022?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/5449900365011006022/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=5449900365011006022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/5449900365011006022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/5449900365011006022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2009/06/considerations-of-wayfarer.html' title='Considerations of a wayfarer'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/Skje2fLwyVI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/-6heqjzJl2o/s72-c/dscn1314.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-4455797662286112949</id><published>2009-06-28T11:52:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T16:35:24.151+02:00</updated><title type='text'>OSGeo Hacking Event in Bolsena, 21-27 June 2009</title><content type='html'>Wow.&lt;br /&gt;The hackfest has just ended and I am still trying to collect all things that happened in this week.&lt;br /&gt;There were programmers from around the world, whose differences are crumbs in respect to the main direction we are all going to.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing, unbelievable how &lt;em&gt;human&lt;/em&gt; we are, and how &lt;em&gt;bright&lt;/em&gt; is the light shining from this group of people. It makes me stronger believe that some kind of ethics is still alive and can get the world strive to happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for your priceless clearness of thought and heart sincerity. This could make me say that there is a god somewhere above clouds that made us find each other, but also that quantum mechanics could one day explain these &lt;em&gt;miracles&lt;/em&gt;. How I feel to share with you that light that is part of maybe all human beings, for sure the ones that last evening didn't feel ashamed to say: I'm weak, I get angry, I'm inappropriate, I'm ignorant, I'm human, I'm here and want to make the world a better place, hence putting on the table their own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to see you all soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-4455797662286112949?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/4455797662286112949/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=4455797662286112949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/4455797662286112949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/4455797662286112949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2009/06/osgeo-hacking-event-in-bolsena-21-27.html' title='OSGeo Hacking Event in Bolsena, 21-27 June 2009'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-2198425330085463978</id><published>2009-06-09T22:22:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:36:06.014+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregi</title><content type='html'>Vorrei avere la sua pazienza.&lt;br /&gt;Quante volte al suo posto avrei alzato la voce o mandato tutto a pascolare. E ha avuto sempre ragione lui, finora, a sopportare e aspettare i risultati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vorrei avere la sua capacità di vedere i pregi altrui.&lt;br /&gt;Quante volte ho targato il prossimo con la prima impressione, e molte volte sbagliavo, e lui me lo ha dimostrato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vorrei avere la sua concentrazione.&lt;br /&gt;Per molto meno mi sono distratta suonando, di fronte a lui che invece nonostante i suoi pensieri quando suona non fa altro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vorrei avere la sua umiltà.&lt;br /&gt;Più di una volta mi sono scoperta a vantarmi di quello che so fare, e lui ne fa ben di più e non lo grida ai quattro venti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-2198425330085463978?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/2198425330085463978/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=2198425330085463978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2198425330085463978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2198425330085463978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2009/06/pregi.html' title='Pregi'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-2626520561440385788</id><published>2009-06-04T15:46:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T15:54:00.370+02:00</updated><title type='text'>GSoC 2009 con GRASS GIS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://google-summer-of-code.googlecode.com/files/2009%20summer%20of%20code%20logo%20final%20r3-01.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 372px; height: 246px;" src="http://google-summer-of-code.googlecode.com/files/2009%20summer%20of%20code%20logo%20final%20r3-01.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ebbene sì... secondo Google Summer of Code! Sempre con OSGeo, stavolta a sviluppare un &lt;a href="http://grass.osgeo.org/wiki/V.autokrige_GSoC_2009"&gt;modulo in GRASS GIS sul kriging&lt;/a&gt;, combinando GRASS e R e [wx]Python. Un'altra estate in codice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-2626520561440385788?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/2626520561440385788/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=2626520561440385788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2626520561440385788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2626520561440385788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2009/06/gsoc-2009-con-grass-gis.html' title='GSoC 2009 con GRASS GIS!'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-6896724445742946883</id><published>2009-05-12T09:31:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T09:46:00.698+02:00</updated><title type='text'>82. Adunata Alpini a Latina</title><content type='html'>Penne nere ovunque giri lo sguardo&lt;br /&gt;volti anziani con la guerra e la montagna negli occhi&lt;br /&gt;volti giovani fieri &lt;br /&gt;aquile bandiere medaglie ottoni divise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cantare alto l'inno alpino&lt;br /&gt;tra gli applausi della folla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;per cos'altro potrei vivere&lt;br /&gt;se non per questo?&lt;br /&gt;la musica dimostra ancora&lt;br /&gt;quanto possa plasmare la volontà&lt;br /&gt;e radunarci intorno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrivederci a Bergamo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/SgkovAv1-fI/AAAAAAAAAJI/RP10zbpJfkE/s1600-h/medagliaApliniLatina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/SgkovAv1-fI/AAAAAAAAAJI/RP10zbpJfkE/s400/medagliaApliniLatina.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334840021716695538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-6896724445742946883?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/6896724445742946883/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=6896724445742946883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/6896724445742946883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/6896724445742946883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2009/05/82-adunata-alpini-latina.html' title='82. Adunata Alpini a Latina'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/SgkovAv1-fI/AAAAAAAAAJI/RP10zbpJfkE/s72-c/medagliaApliniLatina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-33089414382176709</id><published>2009-03-24T10:15:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T10:16:52.241+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ada Lovelace Day - Tributo a una donna impegnata nella tecnologia</title><content type='html'>Dedico questo post a Clara Tattoni, e alle numerose donne impegnate nell'ambiente informatico.&lt;br /&gt;L'ho conosciuta in università mentre svolgeva il dottorato in Sistemi Informativi Territoriali, e in particolare utilizzando Debian e il software GRASS.&lt;br /&gt;Mi ha introdotto al mondo open source e mi ha mostrato con il suo vivo esempio che le donne non sono seconde agli uomini nel campo dello sviluppo delle tecnologie informatiche.&lt;br /&gt;Seguendo le sue orme ho raccolto il testimone e ora sono la vice-sistemista del laboratorio.&lt;br /&gt;Spero di essere a mia volta un esempio e un incoraggiamento per le donne che non si avvicinano alla tecnologia solo per paura di non essere all'altezza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grazie Clara, grazie a tutte!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-33089414382176709?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/33089414382176709/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=33089414382176709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/33089414382176709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/33089414382176709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2009/03/ada-lovelace-day-tributo-una-donna.html' title='Ada Lovelace Day - Tributo a una donna impegnata nella tecnologia'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-2206476193506499574</id><published>2009-03-14T10:18:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T10:21:59.340+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cos'è?</title><content type='html'>Come citi incessantemente discorsi nostri&lt;br /&gt;Come sorridi vedendomi e mi saluti allegramente&lt;br /&gt;Come parli con me anche quando parli ad altri&lt;br /&gt;Come nei nostri sguardi c'è già ogni discorso e sempre siamo d'accordo&lt;br /&gt;Come mi affidi compiti che non so fare ben sapendo che farò di tutto per imparare e portarli a termine&lt;br /&gt;Come ridiamo di gusto insieme&lt;br /&gt;non è amore questo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-2206476193506499574?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/2206476193506499574/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=2206476193506499574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2206476193506499574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2206476193506499574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2009/03/cose.html' title='Cos&apos;è?'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-4366348244441144117</id><published>2009-02-17T12:09:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T12:13:53.802+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Saggezza</title><content type='html'>Deve essere la reincarnazione di qualcuno, e non uno a caso.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha la saggezza di chi ha vissuto, la lungimiranza, la pazienza e la capacità di individuare le potenzialità ancora invisibili.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa spiegare in modo incredibilmente efficace e pieno di senso, in modo che le cose appaiano ovvie come la trasparenza dell'aria.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se non fosse in carne e ossa sotto i miei occhi quasi ogni giorno, stenterei a credere che esista.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-4366348244441144117?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/4366348244441144117/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=4366348244441144117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/4366348244441144117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/4366348244441144117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2009/02/saggezza.html' title='Saggezza'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-8149715947743343286</id><published>2009-02-10T16:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T16:29:50.627+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ada Lovelace Day - un anticipo</title><content type='html'>A maggior gloria delle donne che come &lt;a href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ada_Lovelace"&gt;Ada Lovelace&lt;/a&gt; amarono la tecnologia, se vedendo un &lt;a href="http://gis.fem-environment.eu/cluster/"&gt;cluster&lt;/a&gt; rimanete a bocca aperta col fiato sospeso e piene di ammirazione e di rispetto come è capitato oggi a me, allora siete una sua degna erede.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-8149715947743343286?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/8149715947743343286/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=8149715947743343286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/8149715947743343286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/8149715947743343286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2009/02/ada-lovelace-day-un-anticipo.html' title='Ada Lovelace Day - un anticipo'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-2359293710041079780</id><published>2009-02-06T13:32:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T13:45:30.102+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiocchi di neve</title><content type='html'>Tanto spesso trova paralleli tra noi, ricorda precisamente dialoghi passati e recepisce silenziosamente ma indelebilmente i miei stati d'animo. Non so fare altrettanto, ma non meno gli voglio visceralmente bene -- 28.1.2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siamo come due lupi. Agli estranei mostriamo occhi insondabili, ai nemici lo scintillio dei denti, ma tra noi solo amicizia, dormiamo l'uno col muso nella pelliccia dell'altro e corriamo assieme latrando -- 31.1.2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vorrei vederlo cucinare, con le maniche rimboccate e l'aria concentrata&lt;br /&gt;vorrei vederlo dormire e poi cogliere l'attimo fuggevole del risveglio in cui si riaccende la mente&lt;br /&gt;vorrei viaggiare con lui per associare i luoghi ai momenti passati assieme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quante cose ancora non so di lui e probabilmente non saprò mai -- 6.2.2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-2359293710041079780?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/2359293710041079780/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=2359293710041079780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2359293710041079780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2359293710041079780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2009/02/fiocchi-di-neve.html' title='Fiocchi di neve'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-2346571216864853156</id><published>2009-01-26T14:12:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T20:11:17.822+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lutra</title><content type='html'>È rinata, e ne sono in grandissima parte responsabile.&lt;br /&gt;Ora ha Fluxbuntu Gutsy e decisamente sta meglio, ho lasciato il doppio avvio con XP e ho levato una vecchissima Debian con il suo LILO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E lui se ne è rallegrato tanto quanto me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tux.crystalxp.net/png/sebas898-baby-tux-2350.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-2346571216864853156?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/2346571216864853156/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=2346571216864853156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2346571216864853156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2346571216864853156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2009/01/lutra.html' title='Lutra'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-2559038855212384255</id><published>2008-12-23T16:30:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T16:44:57.209+01:00</updated><title type='text'>insiemusica</title><content type='html'>salta in alto fino alle stelle&lt;br /&gt;prendine una e stringila al petto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come una piantina siamo&lt;br /&gt;le foglioline verdi tenere&lt;br /&gt;cresciamo con solide radici&lt;br /&gt;e speranza e progetti e allegria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insieme abbiamo suonato&lt;br /&gt;insieme davvero&lt;br /&gt;è sempre un'emozione diversa essere dalla parte illuminata della sala&lt;br /&gt;dalla parte da cui si leggono gli spartiti e si vedono le quinte&lt;br /&gt;e si intrecciano i dialoghi di servizio e i commenti e gli sguardi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;musicisti e strumenti&lt;br /&gt;vestito da sera e metallo lucido&lt;br /&gt;frementi entrambi prima che si apra il sipario&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;non so come ringraziarvi&lt;br /&gt;se non suonando ancora per voi l'anima&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-2559038855212384255?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/2559038855212384255/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=2559038855212384255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2559038855212384255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2559038855212384255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/12/insiemusica.html' title='insiemusica'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-8540951148390510511</id><published>2008-12-22T12:02:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T12:16:31.773+01:00</updated><title type='text'>musica cura</title><content type='html'>Dirò delle grandi banalità, lo so.&lt;br /&gt;Ma non posso tacere sulle capacità curative della musica sulla mente.&lt;br /&gt;Ieri sera, l'altra sera, la musica dal vivo ha fatto dimenticare per due ore le preoccupazioni e le fatiche. Ogni giorno, anche solo ascoltare in macchina o in cuffia dei pezzi con l'anima dentro è più di una medicina. Cantare e suonare, poi, rigenerano anche il corpo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grazie infinite a chi vive per diffondere la musica, perché crede nella sua forza e nelle risorse artistiche delle persone anche, e specialmente, dei non musicisti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-8540951148390510511?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/8540951148390510511/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=8540951148390510511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/8540951148390510511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/8540951148390510511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/12/musica-cura.html' title='musica cura'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-2828519979392790511</id><published>2008-12-05T11:37:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T11:48:00.453+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Zen?</title><content type='html'>Le risposte sono nascoste nelle domande ben poste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricevi quello che dai, sempre, anche da parte di persone che hanno un loro pattern di comportamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stare attenti a tutto, anche ai dettagli più piccoli, significa non farsi cogliere di sorpresa. Come l'animale selvatico con l'orecchio all'erta nascosto nel folto del bosco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/STkG1TYWvDI/AAAAAAAAAIw/lxmDi4cBPYk/s1600-h/tiger-eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/STkG1TYWvDI/AAAAAAAAAIw/lxmDi4cBPYk/s400/tiger-eyes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276255951246507058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-2828519979392790511?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/2828519979392790511/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=2828519979392790511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2828519979392790511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2828519979392790511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/12/zen.html' title='Zen?'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/STkG1TYWvDI/AAAAAAAAAIw/lxmDi4cBPYk/s72-c/tiger-eyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-3162579453412539253</id><published>2008-11-27T16:57:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T15:49:15.113+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Crocevia</title><content type='html'>Sono pieni i romanzi e le trame dei film di storie come la nostra, molte finiscono bene e molte male. Sta a noi decidere...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-3162579453412539253?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/3162579453412539253/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=3162579453412539253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/3162579453412539253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/3162579453412539253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/11/crocevia.html' title='Crocevia'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-8978003545513110927</id><published>2008-11-24T09:34:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T09:50:14.142+01:00</updated><title type='text'>risuona</title><content type='html'>C'erano due linee di musica al concerto. Una evidente, quella in cui suonavamo tutti. Una nascosta al pubblico e agli altri musicisti, quella tra me e te.&lt;br /&gt;Non è la prima volta che accade. A una prova ho cantato da sola come contralto, con ai lati due soprani e te di fronte che cantavi il basso, non ho sbagliato, ma la cosa più importante è che tu ne eri sicuro. Anche stavolta, mi hai fatto suonare a scatola chiusa con una fiducia assoluta. Non so come ringraziarti per questo... sappi che puoi chiedermi qualsiasi cosa, sempre, anche perché hai coscienza di che cosa mi stai chiedendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;È come mi hai parlato al ritorno che mi ha sconvolto. Le cose che hai detto e il modo, soprattutto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-8978003545513110927?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/8978003545513110927/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=8978003545513110927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/8978003545513110927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/8978003545513110927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/11/risuona.html' title='risuona'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-19426218323536138</id><published>2008-11-24T09:23:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T16:45:51.402+01:00</updated><title type='text'>#m#, 22.11.2008</title><content type='html'>benedetto il grembo che ti ha generato&lt;br /&gt;il giorno in cui hai visto la luce&lt;br /&gt;hai preso in carico un grande compito&lt;br /&gt;studiare e diffondere la musica&lt;br /&gt;come stella la Musa guida i tuoi passi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;non demordere mai&lt;br /&gt;che lo sconforto passi rapido come la nube davanti alla luna&lt;br /&gt;che gli amici ti sostengano in ogni difficoltà e condividano l'allegria&lt;br /&gt;un passo dopo l'altro verso il Parnaso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caro mi sei come un fratello&lt;br /&gt;sei metà della mia anima&lt;br /&gt;sul filo dei nostri sguardi mille parole&lt;br /&gt;l'eternità nei nostri abbracci&lt;br /&gt;l'energia di mille soli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;come dirlo altrimenti? ti amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-19426218323536138?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/19426218323536138/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=19426218323536138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/19426218323536138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/19426218323536138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/11/m-22112008.html' title='#m#, 22.11.2008'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-7165141907255736631</id><published>2008-11-24T09:18:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T09:23:09.643+01:00</updated><title type='text'>#d#, 28/11/2006</title><content type='html'>il pensiero di lui è chinare la testa di lato&lt;br /&gt;per porgergli il collo&lt;br /&gt;e socchiudere gli occhi come i gatti&lt;br /&gt;e sorridere piano&lt;br /&gt;in silenzio respito con profonda calma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;avrò mai il coraggio di abbracciarlo&lt;br /&gt;e baciargli le mani e il viso&lt;br /&gt;perché capisca il bene che gli ho voluto&lt;br /&gt;in tutto questo tempo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o anche solo di guardarlo negli occhi&lt;br /&gt;per interminabili attimi&lt;br /&gt;e perdermi dentro come in un labirinto&lt;br /&gt;e pensare come sarebbe dolce&lt;br /&gt;morire&lt;br /&gt;con la sua immagine come ultima immagine&lt;br /&gt;con il suo pensiero come ultimo pensiero&lt;br /&gt;con il suo nome come ultima mia parola&lt;br /&gt;un sospiro&lt;br /&gt;e il cuore smette di dibattersi e di soffrire&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-7165141907255736631?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/7165141907255736631/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=7165141907255736631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/7165141907255736631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/7165141907255736631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/11/d-28112006.html' title='#d#, 28/11/2006'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-5640277773841573395</id><published>2008-11-21T11:50:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T12:20:20.211+01:00</updated><title type='text'>persona musica</title><content type='html'>Ascoltare la sua musica mi rende meno triste quando non c'è. Già essere circondata dagli oggetti che usa ogni giorno è qualcosa. Il nostro rapporto è una simbiosi profondamente radicata, che all'esterno si mostra solo agli occhi più attenti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbiamo la capacità di trovare i lati buffi delle cose quasi sempre, di capirci subito, di ritrovarci dopo settimane e riprendere il filo dei discorsi come se niente fosse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-5640277773841573395?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/5640277773841573395/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=5640277773841573395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/5640277773841573395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/5640277773841573395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/11/persona-musica.html' title='persona musica'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-6734244786991638781</id><published>2008-11-13T16:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:25:28.661+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sulla riforma</title><content type='html'>Molto si dice, per questo non voglio essere prolissa.&lt;br /&gt;Dico solo che anche all'Insubria qualcosa si &lt;a href="http://www3.varesenews.it/scuola/articolo.php?id=111694"&gt;muove&lt;/a&gt; in difesa del diritto all'istruzione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da mail mandata da RSU Insubria:&lt;br /&gt;   La RSU di Ateneo invita tutti coloro che sono PREOCCUPATI DEL FUTURO DELL'UNIVERSITA' AD ADERIRE ALLO SCIOPERO GENERALE PROCLAMATO PER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;VENERDI' 14/11/2008 DA CGIL CISL E UIL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CONTRO  I TAGLI INDISCRIMINATI CHE LA LEGGE 133 IMPONE AGLI ATENEI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CONTRO  IL BLOCCO DELLE ASSUNZIONI CHE PENALIZZA I GIOVANI E I PRECARI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CONTRO  I TAGLI SPECIFICATAMENTE IMPOSTI AI FONDI PER LA CONTRATTAZIONE   INTEGRATIVA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p  align="justify" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Quando un cambiamento si effettua in maniera sufficientemente lenta,  sfugge alla coscienza e non suscita, per la maggior parte del tempo, nessuna reazione, nessuna opposizione, nessuna rivolta. In questo modo, anche le cose più abbiette diventano tollerate e normali. Salvo intervenire quando se ne ha la possibilità.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  align="justify" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cari colleghi, è questo, per noi il momento di intervenire, per dire:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NO a QUESTO cambiamento, che ci dequalifica, rende il nostro futuro incerto, azzera la nostra esperienza e contribuisce a mantenere sprechi e nepotismi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;La RSU di Ateneo aderisce allo Sciopero generale dell'Università,&lt;br /&gt;Ricerca, AFAM  il 14 Novembre !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" align="justify"&gt;Invitiamo tutti coloro che ne hanno la possibilità, a  PARTECIPARE alle&lt;br /&gt;manifestazioni di protesta che si terranno:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;a  Roma (su &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flccgil.lombardia.it/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;www.flccgil.lombardia.it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  tutte le informazioni e le modalità&lt;br /&gt;di partecipazione)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;a VARESE  alle 10.45, all'ingresso di via Ravasi, per partecipare  all'assemblea con presidio in piazza della Repubblica, dalle 11.00  alle 13.30.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  align="center" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MANIFESTIAMO  il nostro dissenso ADESSO,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PRIMA CHE SIA TROPPO TARDI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-6734244786991638781?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/6734244786991638781/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=6734244786991638781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/6734244786991638781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/6734244786991638781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/11/sulla-riforma.html' title='Sulla riforma'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-2199478525162408182</id><published>2008-11-07T15:51:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T16:21:00.664+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ASUS F3E AP084P installation guide</title><content type='html'>It is really easy to install Debian on this laptop. Almost everything is immediately recognised and correctly configured.&lt;br /&gt;I installed Debian Lenny beta2 from CD and followed text install steps. DHCP connection has been correctly detected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kernel version is 2.6.26-1-686. I use a 32-bit OS instead of 64-bit because the latter has less recent package versions and this is a problem for my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fn key is not recognised in some applications, for example Amarok. I use Windows key instead.&lt;br /&gt;Brightness control has slow response and sometimes has misleading behaviour, i.e. screen standby instead of luminosity increase. To be solved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audio card is correctly recognised. Headphones switch doesn't work until you set mode=lenovo. I followed &lt;a href="http://www.fi.muni.cz/%7Ekas/blog/index.cgi/computers/intel-hda-headphone-speakers.writeback"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; guide.&lt;br /&gt;Code:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;echo 'options snd-hda-intel model=lenovo' &gt; /etc/modprobe.d/snd-hda-intel   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is some hardware information:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cpuinfo&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;processor       : 0&lt;br /&gt;vendor_id       : GenuineIntel&lt;br /&gt;cpu family      : 6&lt;br /&gt;model           : 15&lt;br /&gt;model name      : Intel(R) Core(TM)2 Duo CPU     T5450  @ 1.66GHz&lt;br /&gt;stepping        : 13&lt;br /&gt;cpu MHz         : 1000.000&lt;br /&gt;cache size      : 2048 KB&lt;br /&gt;physical id     : 0&lt;br /&gt;siblings        : 2&lt;br /&gt;core id         : 0&lt;br /&gt;cpu cores       : 2&lt;br /&gt;apicid          : 0&lt;br /&gt;initial apicid  : 0&lt;br /&gt;fdiv_bug        : no&lt;br /&gt;hlt_bug         : no&lt;br /&gt;f00f_bug        : no&lt;br /&gt;coma_bug        : no&lt;br /&gt;fpu             : yes&lt;br /&gt;fpu_exception   : yes&lt;br /&gt;cpuid level     : 10&lt;br /&gt;wp              : yes&lt;br /&gt;flags           : fpu vme de pse tsc msr pae mce cx8 apic sep mtrr pge mca cmov pat pse36 clflush dts acpi mmx fxsr sse sse2 ss ht tm pbe nx lm constant_tsc arch_perfmon pebs bts pni monitor ds_cpl est tm2 ssse3 cx16 xtpr lahf_lm&lt;br /&gt;bogomips        : 3329.31&lt;br /&gt;clflush size    : 64&lt;br /&gt;power management:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;processor       : 1&lt;br /&gt;vendor_id       : GenuineIntel&lt;br /&gt;cpu family      : 6&lt;br /&gt;model           : 15&lt;br /&gt;model name      : Intel(R) Core(TM)2 Duo CPU     T5450  @ 1.66GHz&lt;br /&gt;stepping        : 13&lt;br /&gt;cpu MHz         : 1000.000&lt;br /&gt;cache size      : 2048 KB&lt;br /&gt;physical id     : 0&lt;br /&gt;siblings        : 2&lt;br /&gt;core id         : 1&lt;br /&gt;cpu cores       : 2&lt;br /&gt;apicid          : 1&lt;br /&gt;initial apicid  : 1&lt;br /&gt;fdiv_bug        : no&lt;br /&gt;hlt_bug         : no&lt;br /&gt;f00f_bug        : no&lt;br /&gt;coma_bug        : no&lt;br /&gt;fpu             : yes&lt;br /&gt;fpu_exception   : yes&lt;br /&gt;cpuid level     : 10&lt;br /&gt;wp              : yes&lt;br /&gt;flags           : fpu vme de pse tsc msr pae mce cx8 apic sep mtrr pge mca cmov pat pse36 clflush dts acpi mmx fxsr sse sse2 ss ht tm pbe nx lm constant_tsc arch_perfmon pebs bts pni monitor ds_cpl est tm2 ssse3 cx16 xtpr lahf_lm&lt;br /&gt;bogomips        : 3325.05&lt;br /&gt;clflush size    : 64&lt;br /&gt;power management:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lspci&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;00:00.0 Host bridge: Intel Corporation Mobile PM965/GM965/GL960 Memory Controller Hub (rev 03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;00:02.0 VGA compatible controller: Intel Corporation Mobile GM965/GL960 Integrated Graphics Controller (rev 03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;00:02.1 Display controller: Intel Corporation Mobile GM965/GL960 Integrated Graphics Controller (rev 03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;00:1a.0 USB Controller: Intel Corporation 82801H (ICH8 Family) USB UHCI Controller #4 (rev 03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;00:1a.1 USB Controller: Intel Corporation 82801H (ICH8 Family) USB UHCI Controller #5 (rev 03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;00:1a.7 USB Controller: Intel Corporation 82801H (ICH8 Family) USB2 EHCI Controller #2 (rev 03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;00:1b.0 Audio device: Intel Corporation 82801H (ICH8 Family) HD Audio Controller (rev 03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;00:1c.0 PCI bridge: Intel Corporation 82801H (ICH8 Family) PCI Express Port 1 (rev 03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;00:1c.1 PCI bridge: Intel Corporation 82801H (ICH8 Family) PCI Express Port 2 (rev 03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;00:1c.2 PCI bridge: Intel Corporation 82801H (ICH8 Family) PCI Express Port 3 (rev 03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;00:1c.3 PCI bridge: Intel Corporation 82801H (ICH8 Family) PCI Express Port 4 (rev 03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;00:1c.4 PCI bridge: Intel Corporation 82801H (ICH8 Family) PCI Express Port 5 (rev 03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;00:1c.5 PCI bridge: Intel Corporation 82801H (ICH8 Family) PCI Express Port 6 (rev 03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;00:1d.0 USB Controller: Intel Corporation 82801H (ICH8 Family) USB UHCI Controller #1 (rev 03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;00:1d.1 USB Controller: Intel Corporation 82801H (ICH8 Family) USB UHCI Controller #2 (rev 03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;00:1d.2 USB Controller: Intel Corporation 82801H (ICH8 Family) USB UHCI Controller #3 (rev 03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;00:1d.7 USB Controller: Intel Corporation 82801H (ICH8 Family) USB2 EHCI Controller #1 (rev 03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;00:1e.0 PCI bridge: Intel Corporation 82801 Mobile PCI Bridge (rev f3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;00:1f.0 ISA bridge: Intel Corporation 82801HEM (ICH8M) LPC Interface Controller (rev 03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;00:1f.1 IDE interface: Intel Corporation 82801HBM/HEM (ICH8M/ICH8M-E) IDE Controller (rev 03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;00:1f.2 IDE interface: Intel Corporation 82801HBM/HEM (ICH8M/ICH8M-E) SATA IDE Controller (rev 03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;03:00.0 Ethernet controller: Attansic Technology Corp. L1 Gigabit Ethernet Adapter (rev b0)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;07:00.0 Network controller: Intel Corporation PRO/Wireless 3945ABG [Golan] Network Connection (rev 02)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;08:01.0 FireWire (IEEE 1394): Ricoh Co Ltd R5C832 IEEE 1394 Controller (rev 05)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;08:01.1 SD Host controller: Ricoh Co Ltd R5C822 SD/SDIO/MMC/MS/MSPro Host Adapter (rev 22)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;08:01.2 System peripheral: Ricoh Co Ltd R5C843 MMC Host Controller (rev 12)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;08:01.3 System peripheral: Ricoh Co Ltd R5C592 Memory Stick Bus Host Adapter (rev 12)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;08:01.4 System peripheral: Ricoh Co Ltd xD-Picture Card Controller (rev ff)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to have Ubuntu Feisty and later Hardy on this laptop, with similar satisfaction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-2199478525162408182?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/2199478525162408182/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=2199478525162408182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2199478525162408182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2199478525162408182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/11/asus-f3e-ap084p-installation-guide.html' title='ASUS F3E AP084P installation guide'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-206978930043498713</id><published>2008-11-07T10:37:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T10:38:15.532+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Debian</title><content type='html'>Sono tornata a Debian dopo quasi due anni di Ubuntu. La mia Galadriel ha compiuto un anno settimana scorsa e questo è stato il mio regalo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bentornata a casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-206978930043498713?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/206978930043498713/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=206978930043498713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/206978930043498713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/206978930043498713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/11/back-to-debian.html' title='Back to Debian'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-5099110850164599617</id><published>2008-11-07T10:34:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T10:37:00.541+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Boicottiamo Infostrada</title><content type='html'>Mi sembra allucinante che dopo due telefonate in cui mi hanno mobbato con modi poco democratici a accettare il loro contratto, peraltro con argomenti stucchevoli, sia stata trattata da PARANOICA perché voglio LEGGERE IL CONTRATTO PRIMA DI FIRMARLO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-5099110850164599617?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/5099110850164599617/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=5099110850164599617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/5099110850164599617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/5099110850164599617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/11/boicottiamo-infostrada.html' title='Boicottiamo Infostrada'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-5603514163265319254</id><published>2008-10-21T15:25:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T16:27:25.789+02:00</updated><title type='text'>senza progetto</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Tu scegli le cose a caso, ma comunque ti riescono tutte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai visto giusto. Questo rende più difficile scegliere cosa fare, e per ora le mie scelte sono state poco pensate. Ho scelto il liceo linguistico per dormire durante le ore di francese, l'università vicino a casa per fare poca strada, la tesi con chi mi piaceva di più, non importava l'argomento. Ora sull'onda dell'entusiasmo mi sono buttata a pesce sulla geofisica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi sembra di poter fare qualsiasi cosa. Come per magia i materiali e i dati e le parole e la musica sono intorno a me e ne faccio quello che voglio con un semplice gesto della mano, ed essi decuplicano i miei movimenti come una nebbia di goccioline colorate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forse non hai capito a chi hai proposto il dottorato. Lo hai proposto a qualcuno che lo considererà un'arte e ci lavorerà col cesello come se fosse musica, con tutta la passione e la dedizione che possono condensarsi in un essere umano senza farlo implodere.&lt;br /&gt;Perché la scienza e l'arte, dal più meccanico dei passaggi di analisi alla più sottile sfumatura armonica hanno la stessa bellezza e nascono dallo stesso amore per la perfezione.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-5603514163265319254?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/5603514163265319254/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=5603514163265319254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/5603514163265319254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/5603514163265319254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/10/costruisco-senza-progetto.html' title='senza progetto'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-3416180166601190292</id><published>2008-10-13T15:51:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:56:49.618+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Metamorfosi</title><content type='html'>Come descrivere altrimenti quello che in questa settimana è stato sotto gli occhi di tutti? Soprattutto inatteso.&lt;br /&gt;L'inizio non era per nulla promettente, arrogante e sprezzante come suo solito. Eppure di giorno in giorno il suo comportamento è cambiato radicalmente, tanto che ci chiamava per nome, telefonava per sapere se serviva una mano col materiale, evitava di infierire (tanto noi ridevamo), si è aperto al punto da raccontarci molto della sua vita, facendoci sentire invadenti mentre era lui a essere troppo confidente rispetto alla sua media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spero che rimanga così.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-3416180166601190292?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/3416180166601190292/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=3416180166601190292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/3416180166601190292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/3416180166601190292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/10/metamorfosi.html' title='Metamorfosi'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-1128196899981208717</id><published>2008-09-20T21:36:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T22:06:45.389+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Controverso</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Con tutti è stronzo fino alla nausea. Con lui tutti sono acidi, o servili. Con lui o sono durissima o collaborativa, e lui parimenti. Nei suoi occhi il vero pensiero insondabile a volte si svela, forse contro il suo volere, e io ci vedo comunque una &lt;i&gt;persona&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Devo ammettere che nonostante tutto quello che gli si possa rimproverare, mi piace. Mi piace prenderlo in castagna, contraddirlo, puntualizzare quello che dice, e lui nonostante tutto non sembra darci peso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Un tira e molla che entrambi viviamo. Ci ritroviamo a volte coi visi a un palmo di distanza, a sentire il nostro respiro, a guardarci dritti negli occhi, con aria di sfida e insieme di stima. Sentiamo la forza nelle nostre braccia, il nostro odore. Lo odio e insieme non ci riesco. Quando ci troviamo vicini, ci osserviamo con la cautela indagatrice che aspetta la mossa dell'altro. Quando potremmo sorprenderci alle spalle, non lo facciamo. Ci risparmiamo gli artigli conficcati nelle spalle e la colluttazione piena di paura da un lato e di gioiosa aggressività per la sorpresa dall'altro.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-1128196899981208717?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/1128196899981208717/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=1128196899981208717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/1128196899981208717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/1128196899981208717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/09/controverso.html' title='Controverso'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-7707129253840252596</id><published>2008-07-24T15:21:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T15:26:29.720+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuoco</title><content type='html'>Nelle nostre mani unite c'è una fiammella.&lt;br /&gt;Potremmo accenderci una candela.&lt;br /&gt;Potremmo appiccare il fuoco a una pineta.&lt;br /&gt;Potremmo accendere un barbecue.&lt;br /&gt;Potremmo bruciare una città.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(leggera preferenza per il barbecue)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-7707129253840252596?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/7707129253840252596/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=7707129253840252596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/7707129253840252596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/7707129253840252596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/07/fuoco.html' title='Fuoco'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-3904061430538495594</id><published>2008-06-19T15:10:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T15:15:52.957+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Qt-Fu</title><content type='html'>Programmare a volte è come tirare di scherma o cimentarsi in un'arte marziale, o danzare.&lt;br /&gt;C'è molta bellezza nel codice quando lo si plasma con attenzione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rinnovo la mia ammirazione per The Art Of UNIX Programming.&lt;br /&gt;Il lettore acquisisce saggezza e esperienza dalle testimonianze dei programmatori poinieri di UNIX che sono citati nel libro, perché come sempre la storia ci deve insegnare qualcosa, altrimenti ripeteremo sempre gli stessi errori.&lt;br /&gt;Sono lezioni di vita, in qualche modo, che ci filtrano dalla natura attraverso un modo di programmare che ne ricalca la logica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy coding to all of us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-3904061430538495594?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/3904061430538495594/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=3904061430538495594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/3904061430538495594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/3904061430538495594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/06/qt-fu.html' title='Qt-Fu'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-8973333808883305474</id><published>2008-05-19T15:44:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T15:48:45.438+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Iterazione vs. ricorsione: 1k - 0</title><content type='html'>Programmino che costruisce la sequenza di Fibonacci per iterazione contro programmino che la costruisce per ricorsione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho detto tutto.&lt;div 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0'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-2140545605654909308</id><published>2008-04-22T15:28:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T15:52:26.445+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Application accepted at GSoC!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/SA3tjB7xwbI/AAAAAAAAAGI/T0ZGqzyMEZQ/s1600-h/GSoC_08_transparent_new.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/SA3tjB7xwbI/AAAAAAAAAGI/T0ZGqzyMEZQ/s320/GSoC_08_transparent_new.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192067131498414514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Che storia! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mi arriverà la maglietta&lt;/span&gt;, e Damiano mi ha fatto presente che potrei considerarlo come lavoro di tesi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora va molto meglio. Progressivamente cresce la forza, l'entusiasmo, la gioia pura di sapere che esisti e sei accanto a me, e che speculare è quello che a te accade.&lt;br /&gt;È come se dovessi correre o nuotare o comunque spostarmi nello spazio, e lo faccio con scioltezza e forza. Apprezzo sempre l'eleganza nel compiere qualunque gesto, anche il portar fuori la pattumiera, perché è la chiave della bellezza intrinseca.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-2140545605654909308?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/2140545605654909308/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=2140545605654909308&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2140545605654909308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2140545605654909308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/04/application-accepted-at-gsoc.html' title='Application accepted at GSoC!'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/SA3tjB7xwbI/AAAAAAAAAGI/T0ZGqzyMEZQ/s72-c/GSoC_08_transparent_new.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-1548046210297647587</id><published>2008-04-05T18:01:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T18:17:32.897+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Chiacchiere mattutine</title><content type='html'>Un'abitudine che dura ormai da molto tempo, e alla quale tengo al punto da venire apposta a scambiare due parole con te prima di andare a lezione. Per questi dieci minuti parto prima da casa e allungo un pochino la strada. A volte il traffico mi obbliga a passare a salutarti di sfuggita, ma mai a non passare del tutto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-1548046210297647587?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/1548046210297647587/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=1548046210297647587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/1548046210297647587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/1548046210297647587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/04/chiacchiere-mattutine.html' title='Chiacchiere mattutine'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-6892367146374279183</id><published>2008-04-05T17:53:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T18:01:15.113+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tra di noi, la notte</title><content type='html'>Il Google Summer of Code è un bel trampolino, o meglio il cordino che si avvolge intorno ad alcuni motori per farli partire.&lt;br /&gt;Anche se non parteciperò, ha permesso di creare nuovi ponti tra programmatori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho conosciuto gente di ogni dove.&lt;br /&gt;Gary abita in Alaska, e quando da me il sole sorge, lui vede la sera del giorno prima.&lt;br /&gt;Tra di noi, la notte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/R_ehoMpM9vI/AAAAAAAAAFY/dIIiO66XerI/s1600-h/tanzania_notte_g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/R_ehoMpM9vI/AAAAAAAAAFY/dIIiO66XerI/s400/tanzania_notte_g.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185791207901296370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-6892367146374279183?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/6892367146374279183/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=6892367146374279183&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/6892367146374279183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/6892367146374279183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/04/tra-di-noi-la-notte.html' title='Tra di noi, la notte'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/R_ehoMpM9vI/AAAAAAAAAFY/dIIiO66XerI/s72-c/tanzania_notte_g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-1016289840301483687</id><published>2008-03-20T20:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T20:44:35.555+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Osare</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You'll miss the boat if you are scared,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perhaps you'll fail, at least you dared.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know until you try&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause life's a bitch and then you die!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ti stanno scappando tante di quelle occasioni solo perché non ti butti. Quando te ne accorgerai, per alcune sarà troppo tardi...&lt;br /&gt;E non credere di poter essere felice giocando in difesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xoomer.alice.it/alessio_roma/holly012.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://xoomer.alice.it/alessio_roma/holly012.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-1016289840301483687?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/1016289840301483687/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=1016289840301483687&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/1016289840301483687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/1016289840301483687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/03/osare.html' title='Osare'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-3333247121235566886</id><published>2008-03-15T18:34:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T19:02:33.103+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Aspettando lunedì :)</title><content type='html'>L'età di una persona non è sempre uguale, me lo hai dimostrato diverse volte.&lt;br /&gt;Di solito hai l'età che hai, ragionevole quanto basta, sempre leggermente in rotta col mondo; quando ridi e ti diverti hai quindici, otto, due anni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.siberianadventure.com/images/immaginisiberianlisadventure/Bambina%20buriata%20sorriso.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.siberianadventure.com/images/immaginisiberianlisadventure/Bambina%20buriata%20sorriso.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Conserva sempre la facoltà di fare dei tuoi anni quello che preferisci, o più semplicemente non curartene affatto. E, più importante, da tempo la nostra amicizia è andata stabilmente oltre le differenze anagrafiche.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-3333247121235566886?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/3333247121235566886/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=3333247121235566886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/3333247121235566886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/3333247121235566886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/03/aspettando-luned.html' title='Aspettando lunedì :)'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-6432130441041328672</id><published>2008-03-07T16:47:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T16:51:59.579+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kicked out of the nest</title><content type='html'>ho corso dando forza a ogni falcata, tutto il corpo teso a guadagnare velocità&lt;br /&gt;gli ultimi passi sul trampolino oscillante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n e l l ' a r i a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;il respiro sospeso&lt;br /&gt;l'emozione alla bocca dello stomaco&lt;br /&gt;il vento che sibila nelle orecchie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;una mano aperta a giocare con l'aria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l'altra che stringe la tua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perché per tutta la rincorsa sei stato accanto a me&lt;br /&gt;e lo rimarrai sempre&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-6432130441041328672?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/6432130441041328672/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=6432130441041328672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/6432130441041328672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/6432130441041328672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/03/kicked-out-of-nest.html' title='Kicked out of the nest'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-6533648488950456647</id><published>2008-02-26T15:56:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T16:03:30.041+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Impressioni da Perugia</title><content type='html'>Che trasferta. Il viaggio da sola e l'ansia da &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stampa-del-poster-all'ultimo-momento&lt;/span&gt; sono trascurabili rispetto all'atmosfera che si è respirata al meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho visto di persona i GFOSSiani che conoscevo via mailing list, tutta gente allegra, entusiasta, propositiva, dinamica.&lt;br /&gt;Ringrazio tutti per l'accoglienza e per la confidenza che si è stabilita subito, battute infami che fanno ridere solo noi, branchi di portatili che coprivano il banchetto dell'associazione, il gruppo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E oltre 400 chilometri mi separano oggi dalle strade di Perugia, distanze diverse tra noi, ma una rete ci collega e soprattutto siamo andati via dalla città arroccata sul monte con la promessa di ribeccarci, al più tardi a Cagliari l'anno prossimo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-6533648488950456647?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/6533648488950456647/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=6533648488950456647&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/6533648488950456647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/6533648488950456647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/02/impressioni-da-perugia.html' title='Impressioni da Perugia'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-828263139634840813</id><published>2008-02-16T18:33:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T18:40:29.660+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Prospettiva</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/R7cegdarJgI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/5jlC2vDWzV8/s1600-h/Fagotto.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/R7cegdarJgI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/5jlC2vDWzV8/s320/Fagotto.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167632640432088578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Buona idea, Michi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perché di bombardini ce n'è già abbastanza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perché il flauto traverso è troppo piccolo (rispetto alla batteria, al pianoforte, al bodhran..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Michi: Sai suonare l'eufonio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Io: Ho imparato!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Michi: Te sei pazza..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A settembre, fagotto!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-828263139634840813?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/828263139634840813/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=828263139634840813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/828263139634840813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/828263139634840813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/02/prospettiva.html' title='Prospettiva'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/R7cegdarJgI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/5jlC2vDWzV8/s72-c/Fagotto.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-2038812982378263349</id><published>2008-02-15T20:50:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T21:06:32.470+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Scintilla</title><content type='html'>C'è sempre qualcosa di esaltante a muovere i primi passi in un mondo nuovo.&lt;br /&gt;E a ritrovare i sentieri in un mondo che non frequento da tempo. Nonostante i rovi e le erbe, il tracciato è visibile abbastanza da rendere i passi sicuri. Qua e là ritrovo un omino di sassi, un'incisione in un tronco. Segni di passaggio di molto tempo fa, quando ero talmente diversa da riconoscermi appena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tu?&lt;br /&gt;Non &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;puoi &lt;/span&gt;fare il carino &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adesso&lt;/span&gt;. Soprattutto quando sono arrabbiata con te, mi vieni a parlare con un tono che mi disarma. Specialmente quando mi sfogo con gli altri e a te non dico niente, ho contato troppe coincidenze... devi avere un sesto senso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-2038812982378263349?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/2038812982378263349/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=2038812982378263349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2038812982378263349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2038812982378263349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/02/scintilla.html' title='Scintilla'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-8302321559648204004</id><published>2008-02-10T13:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T14:19:55.647+01:00</updated><title type='text'>L'invisibile</title><content type='html'>Il vero-dialogo tra noi è muto e appena percepibile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A volte è fatto di lunghi silenzi, in cui ti guardo cercando di cogliere nei gesti quello che non dici e di leggere qualcosa nei tuoi occhi che, come fanno i lupi, paiono trapassare ciò che hanno davanti. Rispetto il tuo tacere, ma mi preoccupo un po'. Tuttavia, se parlassi o provassi a toccarti spezzerei il filo di ragnatela che ci collega.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altre volte invece in un attimo ci scambiamo occhiate talmente cariche di significato che sembrano tangibili. Ci sono sfumature innumerevoli nei tuoi sorrisi, chiarissime parole nelle sfaccettature dei tuoi sguardi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se perdessi questa sottile intesa, perderei tutto quello che conta davvero e che rende ogni giorno degno di essere vissuto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;grazie di esistere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-8302321559648204004?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/8302321559648204004/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=8302321559648204004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/8302321559648204004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/8302321559648204004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/02/linvisibile.html' title='L&apos;invisibile'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-6753271066883827097</id><published>2008-02-07T13:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T14:10:41.090+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Primavera anticipata</title><content type='html'>Fa un sacco caldo per essere inizio febbraio.&lt;br /&gt;Le forsizie hanno messo fuori i loro fiorellini color Post-It, l'aria ha il profumo inconfondibile ed emozionante della primavera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La forza di fare qualsiasi cosa, fosse arrampicarmi in cima alle montagne o scendere negli abissi, se è questo che desideri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/R6sDOKiav3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/UzwwuQGRxKk/s1600-h/DSCN0928oil.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/R6sDOKiav3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/UzwwuQGRxKk/s400/DSCN0928oil.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164224939592171378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-6753271066883827097?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/6753271066883827097/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=6753271066883827097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/6753271066883827097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/6753271066883827097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/02/primavera-anticipata.html' title='Primavera anticipata'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/R6sDOKiav3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/UzwwuQGRxKk/s72-c/DSCN0928oil.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-2742128754339263555</id><published>2008-02-02T15:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T16:10:21.394+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Aspettando Perugia</title><content type='html'>Aspettando il &lt;a href="http://www.grassmeeting2008.unipg.it/"&gt;meeting GRASS-GFOSS di fine febbraio&lt;/a&gt;, faccio il punto delle mie conoscenze informatiche e non.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linguaggi che conosco abbastanza bene da saper leggere e scrivere:&lt;br /&gt;- R&lt;br /&gt;- bash (meno di R)&lt;br /&gt;- HTML (le basi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linguaggi che so leggere:&lt;br /&gt;- C (a livello scolastico)&lt;br /&gt;- C++ (idem)&lt;br /&gt;- Python (superficialmente)&lt;br /&gt;- Pascal (qualche ricordo)&lt;br /&gt;- Avenue (lo stretto indispensabile)&lt;br /&gt;- VBA (idem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linguaggi che sto per imparare:&lt;br /&gt;- Java&lt;br /&gt;- PHP&lt;br /&gt;- SQL&lt;br /&gt;- Altri (non poniamo limiti)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E non ultime, fuori dall'elenco per motivi puramente formali, le regole di composizione musicale.&lt;br /&gt;Spero di poterle imparare presto e di farne abbondante uso, come di tutte le favelle sopracitate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.indire.it/db/imgsrv/Sample_images/spartito_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.indire.it/db/imgsrv/Sample_images/spartito_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-2742128754339263555?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/2742128754339263555/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=2742128754339263555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2742128754339263555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2742128754339263555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/02/aspettando-perugia.html' title='Aspettando Perugia'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-893274622352366881</id><published>2008-01-26T21:14:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T08:42:54.310+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quarant'anni fa</title><content type='html'>Da "Il calcolatore elettronico", di Sergio Rossi, pubblicato nel settembre 1967:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Domani ogni autovettura potrà essere provvista di uno schermo televisivo sul quale appariranno a richiesta del guidatore i possibili percorsi per raggiungere un dato posto. Apparirà accanto ai percorsi l'entità del traffico che li impegna a quel momento e che li percorrerà con una certa probabilità nei minuti seguenti. Ciò sarà possibile poichè un calcolatore controllerà il traffico cittadino e posto in comunicazione con le vetture circolanti in città, indicherà ai conducenti i tragitti preferibili in funzione del traffico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/R6LNaqiav1I/AAAAAAAAAE4/xubvz_tmB_0/s1600-h/NavigatoreSatellitare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/R6LNaqiav1I/AAAAAAAAAE4/xubvz_tmB_0/s320/NavigatoreSatellitare.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161913980898950994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-893274622352366881?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/893274622352366881/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=893274622352366881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/893274622352366881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/893274622352366881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/01/quarantanni-fa_26.html' title='Quarant&apos;anni fa'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/R6LNaqiav1I/AAAAAAAAAE4/xubvz_tmB_0/s72-c/NavigatoreSatellitare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-156082385486661493</id><published>2008-01-25T16:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T16:58:01.383+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Figure retoriche</title><content type='html'>Lo stile di questo blog è quello della figura retorica. Raramente le parole che uso stanno per quello che sono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho ricordi vaghi del libro di antologia delle medie, in cui avevamo letto un brano credo del postino di Neruda, nel quale il postino chiede al poeta se tutto il mondo è la metafora di qualcosa, e il poeta non sa che rispondere.&lt;br /&gt;Non so se il mondo è una metafora, ma sono sicura che le cose e le persone vengono integrate nel nostra Weltanschauung personale attraverso l'immagine che abbiamo di esse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il difficile è quando le immagini dello stesso oggetto non collimano, oppure quando ti accorgi di essere a tua volta immagine per qualcun altro, o di aver tenuto dentro un'immagine distorta, solo perché avevi paura di perderla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per questo ho scritto alla rinfusa e senza dedica alle persone che mi danno la carica, perché la forza che ne scaturisce ha una sola natura, positiva e imperitura. Che mi perdonino, se pensavano che quelle parole erano dedicate a loro solamente. Sono come diverse sorgenti di acqua, alle quali attingo, per spegnere una sola sete. Sono i tasselli di un puzzle che sarebbe incompleto senza anche uno solo di essi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perché &lt;i&gt;io sono ciò che sono per merito di ciò che siamo tutti&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grazie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-156082385486661493?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/156082385486661493/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=156082385486661493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/156082385486661493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/156082385486661493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/01/figure-retoriche.html' title='Figure retoriche'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-7427885679738355532</id><published>2008-01-23T21:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T21:15:03.873+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eta Persei</title><content type='html'>Navigavo sule acque nere degli oceani, seguendo la Croce del Sud, unica certezza nel cielo riflessa nel mutevole inchiostro del mare intorno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ora è Eta Persei che brilla più chiara nelle notti lunghe quanto tutto il pensare umano, pochi pensieri tra pause attente ai rumori dell'acqua contro lo scafo.&lt;br /&gt;Appena prima dell'alba, lattiginosa a oriente, guardo verso la stella sapendo che al calar delle tenebre tornerà a indicarmi la via.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/R5efB6iavoI/AAAAAAAAACA/fz87aIqzFdU/s1600-h/eta_csi_persei.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/R5efB6iavoI/AAAAAAAAACA/fz87aIqzFdU/s320/eta_csi_persei.sized.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158766753418493570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-7427885679738355532?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/R5efB6iavoI/AAAAAAAAACA/fz87aIqzFdU/s72-c/eta_csi_persei.sized.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-2342834901625496398</id><published>2008-01-21T17:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T21:01:13.509+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Canone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To stop the train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in case of emergency&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just pull down the chain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pull down the chain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;penalty for improper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;use five pounds!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(da cantare a qualsiasi volume, il canone si fa iniziando scalati a ogni cambio di riga)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-2342834901625496398?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/2342834901625496398/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=2342834901625496398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2342834901625496398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2342834901625496398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/01/canone.html' title='Canone'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-5501998604416206576</id><published>2008-01-21T17:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T17:21:22.108+01:00</updated><title type='text'>18 gennaio</title><content type='html'>la mia stella&lt;br /&gt;la nuvola rossa del tramonto&lt;br /&gt;il sole dietro le nubi&lt;br /&gt;il firmamento tutto&lt;br /&gt;l'acqua del mare&lt;br /&gt;la neve dei monti&lt;br /&gt;la canzone che balla in testa&lt;br /&gt;i gesti che dicono ti apprezzo e amo la tua presenza&lt;br /&gt;gli occhi che leggo come un libro aperto&lt;br /&gt;la tua ansia che sento nelle ossa come il freddo d'inverno&lt;br /&gt;la tua gioia come il sole sul viso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi mancherai ogni volta che saremo divisi&lt;br /&gt;anche solo da un muro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e ti abbraccio forte ogni volta che posso&lt;br /&gt;e incrocio il tuo sguardo&lt;br /&gt;potresti chiedermi tutto&lt;br /&gt;so che è una fantasticheria, ma mi dà la forza di fare qualsiasi cosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/R5TF7IEd-tI/AAAAAAAAAB4/NotehL3A_fc/s1600-h/tigre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/R5TF7IEd-tI/AAAAAAAAAB4/NotehL3A_fc/s320/tigre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157965092815239890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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gennaio'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/R5TF7IEd-tI/AAAAAAAAAB4/NotehL3A_fc/s72-c/tigre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-1688543763108415366</id><published>2008-01-21T15:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T16:14:21.188+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Parigi, 17-20 gennaio 2008</title><content type='html'>In questi quattro giorni appena trascorsi il Chorus Insubriae mi ha regalato qualcosa di particolare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho capito come si possa essere un gruppo affiatato, al punto da vedere chiaramente che la combinazione è superiore alla somma delle parti. Di tutte le persone che compongono il coro è venuto fuori il meglio. Siamo saliti sul palco tenendoci mentalmente per mano, e negli sguardi si leggeva l'entusiasmo, la voglia di fare bene, la fiducia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, sopra ogni cosa, ho sentito quanto mi sia mancato il coro. Mi chiedo come abbia fatto senza per sei anni. Sul palco solo i coristi e il maestro possono guardarsi vicendevolmente negli occhi e vi assicuro che certi sguardi valgono più di qualsiasi parola.&lt;br /&gt;Durante le prove prima dei concerti ho percepito l'ansia e me ne sono fatta travolgere, non posso evitarlo. Poi mi passa prima di salire sul palco e sono carica e tranquilla.&lt;br /&gt;E quando il Michele ha chiuso gli occhi sulle ultime note del pezzo, ho provato il suo stesso sollievo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbiamo cantato ovunque. Nel pullman, in metropolitana, per strada, a Montmartre, in aeroporto. Per il gusto di cantare. In piazza dei Vosgi abbiamo cantato l'ultimo pezzo  prima di partire. Il suono era &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;perfetto&lt;/span&gt;, sembravamo una sola persona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In questa comunione di intenti e di sentimenti io credo, al di sopra di tutto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-1688543763108415366?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/1688543763108415366/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=1688543763108415366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/1688543763108415366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/1688543763108415366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/01/parigi-17-20-gennaio-2008.html' title='Parigi, 17-20 gennaio 2008'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-7003914041835723897</id><published>2008-01-08T15:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T15:07:48.139+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Matusa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/204/472318973_d6d01cfcb9.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/204/472318973_d6d01cfcb9.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-7003914041835723897?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/7003914041835723897/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=7003914041835723897&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/7003914041835723897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/7003914041835723897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/01/matusa.html' title='Matusa'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-7926833372302558115</id><published>2008-01-08T15:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T15:04:13.609+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In bilico</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/a/a7/Uncia_uncia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 303px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/a/a7/Uncia_uncia.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In bilico tra due mondi, quello vecchio che già non esiste più e quello nuovo che ancora non ha forma definita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'è un bosco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi sdraio a terra su un tappeto di soffice muschio. Sul pelo grigio a macchie larghe il sole che filtra dai rami dei pini crea ulteriori marezzature. Agito la coda con un po' di impazienza.&lt;br /&gt;Dopo poco mi stanco di stare sui gomiti e appoggio la testa a terra, chiudendo gli occhi, e allungo le zampe con gli artigli retratti. Dormo un pochino. Poi mi sveglio, ho sentito dei passi. Tengo gli occhi chiusi, ma ho capito che sei tu dal tuo odore leggero che ti precede.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E aspetto che i nostri musi si tocchino per aprire gli occhi e annegare nei tuoi, meravigliosamente verdi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-7926833372302558115?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/7926833372302558115/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=7926833372302558115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/7926833372302558115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/7926833372302558115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/01/in-bilico.html' title='In bilico'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-8300868590002095751</id><published>2008-01-08T13:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T13:37:02.757+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Orme sulla neve</title><content type='html'>Venerdì ha fatto una bella nevicata. Sono andata lo stesso a scuola, perché sapevo che ti avrei trovato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrivata al cancello ho cercato la tua macchina, ma al suo solito posto di fianco alla pozzanghera non c'era. Non vuol dire che non ci sei, a volte la parcheggi dietro l'edificio oppure vieni a piedi.&lt;br /&gt;Infatti, nella neve davanti a me ho riconosciuto le tue impronte e le ho ricalcate fino alla porta del laboratorio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;È così che vivo, seguendo le tue orme.&lt;br /&gt;Mi è facile, perché abbiamo la stessa falcata e lo stesso criterio di scelta dei percorsi.&lt;br /&gt;Mi rassicura, perché le strade che percorro le hai già esplorate tu.&lt;br /&gt;Mi carica, perché qualche volta prendo una strada nuova e sei tu che mi segui, mi sento più responsabile, fosse per me non mi importerebbe di sbagliare e cadere, ma siccome si segui e almeno un pochino ti fidi, mi farebbe brutto far cadere anche te.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.girovagandointrentino.it/puntate/2003/anteprima_inverno/orienteering/images/orme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.girovagandointrentino.it/puntate/2003/anteprima_inverno/orienteering/images/orme.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-8300868590002095751?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/8300868590002095751/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=8300868590002095751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/8300868590002095751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/8300868590002095751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/01/orme-sulla-neve.html' title='Orme sulla neve'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-7302266539506980300</id><published>2008-01-05T11:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T11:51:59.834+01:00</updated><title type='text'>2034</title><content type='html'>Mi alzo presto. Attraverso le imposte filtra la luce del sole e disegna geometrie fantasiose sul pavimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allungo la mano e il portatile accende la retroilluminazione tanto quanto basta perché possa leggere lo schermo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apro un terminale. Non ci sono aggiornamenti. Bene, allora cominciamo a lavorare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;$~&gt; vim /home/annola/lavoro/Ricerca/bozzaMeetingToronto.txt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;bash: Guarda che bozzaMeetingToronto.txt l'hai cancellato l'altro ieri. Non ti ricordi che hai deciso di non andarci, e di mandare Diego?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;$~&gt; Hai ragione, me ne ero scordata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;bash: Non importa :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;$~&gt; Hai finito le analisi dell'uso del suolo per il Parco di Amboseli? Entro domani devo mandare un primo resoconto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;bash: Sì, ho finito stanotte verso le tre e mezza. I risultati sono in /home/annola/lavori/Risultati/Amboseli2034/soiluse/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;$~&gt; ls /home/annola/lavori/Risultati/Amboseli2055/soiluse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi alzo e con il portatile sottobraccio vado in cucina. Lo appoggio sul tavolo e preparo la colazione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;$~&gt; Che notizie ci sono dal mondo stamattina?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;bash: Accendo la radio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;$~&gt; Guarda se Diego si è già connesso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;bash: Vediamo. echo `skype&amp;amp;` Sì! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;$~&gt; Scrivigli che sarò al Centro Fauna tra mezz'ora, e che ho da parlargli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;bash: ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-7302266539506980300?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/7302266539506980300/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=7302266539506980300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/7302266539506980300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/7302266539506980300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2008/01/2034.html' title='2034'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-807625821034693575</id><published>2007-12-21T17:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T12:57:51.882+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Il cieco e lo storpio</title><content type='html'>Il cieco e lo storpio.&lt;br /&gt;Il gatto e la volpe.&lt;br /&gt;Yahoo! Mail e la mail dell'università.&lt;br /&gt;Finché le usi da web, funziona tutto; appena provo a usarle da client, niente da fare, la mail dell'uni si rifiuta di mandare checchessia nonostante abbia impostato tutti i parametri possibili proprio come dice con premura il sito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soluzione?&lt;br /&gt;Far mandare le mail con la posta dell'uni usando &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;il server di Yahoo!&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;E funziona!!&lt;br /&gt;C'è qualcosa che evidentemente non va, la soluzione che ho trovato e che funziona è storta come un tronco di vigna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.marcolandia.com/blog/img/vigna5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.marcolandia.com/blog/img/vigna5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-807625821034693575?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/807625821034693575/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=807625821034693575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/807625821034693575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/807625821034693575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2007/12/il-cieco-e-lo-storpio.html' title='Il cieco e lo storpio'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-4216586104711669607</id><published>2007-12-14T14:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T15:13:55.364+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven reboots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/R2KEHIEd-rI/AAAAAAAAABk/lJplKG4Qa4Q/s1600-h/rebootuniverse.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/R2KEHIEd-rI/AAAAAAAAABk/lJplKG4Qa4Q/s400/rebootuniverse.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143818982370704050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sette riavvii per formatta-reinstallare Windows 2000 Pro.&lt;br /&gt;(Veramente i riavvii sono otto. Ma sette è un numero molto più mistico).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-4216586104711669607?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/4216586104711669607/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=4216586104711669607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/4216586104711669607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/4216586104711669607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2007/12/seven-reboots.html' title='Seven reboots'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/R2KEHIEd-rI/AAAAAAAAABk/lJplKG4Qa4Q/s72-c/rebootuniverse.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-3756056185760430071</id><published>2007-12-13T13:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T17:50:21.019+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Simbiosi..</title><content type='html'>Il bello è che per logica e intuizione arrivo a delle soluzioni. Senza aver studiato.&lt;br /&gt;Per questo sono convinta che potrei fare qualsiasi cosa. E mi piacerebbe averti al fianco, perché siamo fatti nello stesso modo, capiamo quando siamo in difficoltà e quanto un passo sia costoso e una vittoria preziosa.&lt;br /&gt;E con la luce di ogni stella negli occhi ci accade di scambiarci interi universi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sappi che nessun muro sarà alto abbastanza per impedirmi di scavalcarlo.&lt;br /&gt;Sappi che entro nel tuo mondo togliendo le scarpe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siamo separati da mondi di cui non capisco lo spessore. A volte sei lontano e ti vedo appena, altre volte ti intercetto all'angolo di una via e ti evito per un soffio, e rimango un momento a respirare il tuo odore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- unpublished&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-3756056185760430071?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/3756056185760430071/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=3756056185760430071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/3756056185760430071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/3756056185760430071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2007/12/simbiosi.html' title='Simbiosi..'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-773212703926306071</id><published>2007-12-10T14:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T18:38:09.521+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E tu?</title><content type='html'>Vorrei tanto sapere cosa sono per te.&lt;br /&gt;Consolatio maxima, sei il motivo per cui faccio molte cose e la fonte perpetua del mio entusiasmo.&lt;br /&gt;[...]&lt;br /&gt;Vorrei farti capire che se esiste una sola persona al mondo che ti difenderebbe sempre, quella sono io. Se una sola persona al mondo dovesse aiutarti e tirarti fuori dalle noie sempre, sono ancora io.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecco, accanto a te. Puoi contarci, e già lo fai. Tu mi curi, con le mani crei uno spazio per me nel tuo mondo, uno spazio accogliente, senza spigoli, tu parli sempre del mondo come un luogo inospitale e ostile, eppure per me la tua mano si frappone a ciò che mi farebbe del male, eppure mi consideri come parte del tuo essere al punto di voltarmi le spalle ben sapendo non solo che non ti arriverebbe nessun gesto nemico da parte mia, ma anche che sono il tuo secondo paio d'occhi.&lt;br /&gt;Siamo della stessa razza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- unpublished&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-773212703926306071?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/773212703926306071/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=773212703926306071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/773212703926306071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/773212703926306071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2007/12/e-tu.html' title='E tu?'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-8391152359207709436</id><published>2007-11-30T11:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T11:45:17.322+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rivoluzione copernicana</title><content type='html'>Due giorni fa ho scoperto che in una funzione passo come argomento un vettore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Un vet-to-re.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non una parola sola ma una &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;serie &lt;/span&gt;di parole.&lt;br /&gt;Questo accadeva anche prima, ma il vettore il 99% delle volte è di un solo elemento. Non ero in grado di vedere che era un vettore, e questo mi bloccava nel ragionare sul codice. Ora tutto è più chiaro, e enormemente più semplice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho capito come le cose possano esistere e funzionare secondo una certa regola A, ma agli occhi dell'osservatore possono tranquillamente sembrar seguire una regola B, che egli ha elaborato in base a quello che sa, e che va bene quasi sempre. Solo se capita una grave lacuna nella regola B, allora si può decidere di demolire il principio di pensiero sul quale si basava e provare a capire il principio della regola A, e sovvertire il pensiero dalle fondamenta.&lt;br /&gt;Non tutti sono disposti a farlo, vuol dire lasciare il noto, per quanto sbagliato, per l'ignoto, che per il momento non è niente.&lt;br /&gt;Le rivoluzioni hanno gestazione travagliata, piena di "ma ne vale davvero la pena? E se non dovessimo trovare legge migliore di quella di adesso?"&lt;br /&gt;Penso che in ogni caso, dopo averci pensato bene, valga sempre la pena di trovare spiegazioni e soluzioni più efficaci.&lt;br /&gt;La verità è vera nella misura in cui ci è utile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;È la Terra che gira intorno al Sole, o Tolomeo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-8391152359207709436?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/8391152359207709436/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=8391152359207709436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/8391152359207709436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/8391152359207709436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2007/11/rivoluzione-copernicana.html' title='Rivoluzione copernicana'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-1860753441393917019</id><published>2007-11-19T09:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T09:08:53.905+01:00</updated><title type='text'>da "I dodici abati di Challant", di Laura Mancinelli</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Non so neppure che cos'è la bontà. Sto con voi perché mi fa piacere. La vostra presenza mi rende ora lieto ora triste, qualche volta mi fa soffrire molto. Ma sempre mi tiene vivo, mi fa godere di più della gioia, rende più acuti i miei occhi e più sensibili le mie orecchie; la mia mente è più desta, e se mai occorresse, avrei più coraggio. Senza di voi, forse non soffrirei, ma vivrei di meno. E la vita è tutto quello che abbiamo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-1860753441393917019?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/1860753441393917019/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=1860753441393917019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/1860753441393917019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/1860753441393917019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2007/11/da-i-dodici-abati-di-challant-di-laura.html' title='da &quot;I dodici abati di Challant&quot;, di Laura Mancinelli'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-8268347399768876690</id><published>2007-11-17T16:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T17:01:44.758+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Due petizioni</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lipu.it/images/logolipu1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 99px;" src="http://www.lipu.it/images/logolipu1.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la prima è contro la caccia in Italia ai piccoli uccelli protetti a livello europeo, grazie a una deroga assurda. Firmiamo per abolire questo scempio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lipu.it/tu_petizione_caccia-online.htm"&gt;http://www.lipu.it/tu_petizione_caccia-online.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la seconda è per sostituire Linux a Windows nelle scuole italiane, sia esso per motivi economici sia per far conoscere ai ragazzi un mondo possibile al di là del monopolio e dell'abitudine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://firmiamo.it/uploads/header/linuxscuola.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 416px; height: 64px;" src="http://firmiamo.it/uploads/header/linuxscuola.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://firmiamo.it/linuxscuola"&gt;http://firmiamo.it/linuxscuola&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grazie a tutti quanti vorranno aderire, nel rispetto della libertà di opinione di ognuno.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-8268347399768876690?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/8268347399768876690/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=8268347399768876690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/8268347399768876690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/8268347399768876690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2007/11/due-petizioni.html' title='Due petizioni'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-2171053815352715323</id><published>2007-11-09T17:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T17:43:36.328+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Crederci</title><content type='html'>Mi avvolgo in questo sentimento come se fosse una felpona un po' consunta, con addosso il tuo odore. Come vorrei che facessimo ancora qualche passo uno verso l'altro. Per adesso è il tuo venirmi incontro che mi stupisce sempre di più, il tuo cercarmi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non serve sperare per intraprendere, né riuscire per perseverare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-2171053815352715323?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/2171053815352715323/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=2171053815352715323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2171053815352715323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/2171053815352715323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2007/11/crederci.html' title='Crederci'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-3902032813853755904</id><published>2007-10-28T17:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T15:21:23.342+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A prima vista</title><content type='html'>L'ho incontrato sabato sera.&lt;br /&gt;Elegante e grigio con ancora addosso la sorpresa di sapere di esistere.&lt;br /&gt;Sapevo appena il suo nome e poco altro su di lui, ma qualcosa mi diceva che era quello giusto.&lt;br /&gt;Subito mi è sembrato così familiare. La confidenza si è stabilita spontaneamente, con solo un pochino di riverenza nei confronti di tante potenzialità.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunedì lo porto a casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.asus.com/999%5Cimages%5Cproducts%5C1662%5C1662_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 180px;" src="http://www.asus.com/999%5Cimages%5Cproducts%5C1662%5C1662_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Asus F3E AP084P - galadriel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-3902032813853755904?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/3902032813853755904/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=3902032813853755904&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/3902032813853755904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/3902032813853755904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2007/10/prima-vista.html' title='A prima vista'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-1237482403122878344</id><published>2007-10-20T17:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T22:48:04.972+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre(a)destinazione</title><content type='html'>Quoto una canzone ispirata alle Cronache di Narnia, ma che mi calza a pennello: il lavoro che sto facendo è decisamente quello per cui sono stata creata, e ti sono riconoscente di avermelo fatto capire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You gave me love than no word could explain&lt;br /&gt;A love with the power to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Open the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To a world I was made for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                         Remembering you - Steven Curtis Chapman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/Rxoq5hkrg9I/AAAAAAAAABU/3uI7jJ_7WzQ/s1600-h/neotux.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/Rxoq5hkrg9I/AAAAAAAAABU/3uI7jJ_7WzQ/s400/neotux.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123454693840487378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-1237482403122878344?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/1237482403122878344/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=1237482403122878344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/1237482403122878344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/1237482403122878344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2007/10/predestinazione.html' title='Pre(a)destinazione'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/Rxoq5hkrg9I/AAAAAAAAABU/3uI7jJ_7WzQ/s72-c/neotux.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-6194538935269746811</id><published>2007-10-20T13:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T18:07:26.152+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Left-brained</title><content type='html'>L'altro giorno ti guardavo le mani mentre scrivevi.&lt;br /&gt;La sinistra è precisa, sicura nei gesti e ben disegnata, la destra è più fine, coi muscoli meno evidenti. Sei mancino di mano e di mente, speculare a me e alla maggior parte del mondo. Deve essere il segreto del tuo genio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-6194538935269746811?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/6194538935269746811/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=6194538935269746811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/6194538935269746811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/6194538935269746811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2007/10/left-brained.html' title='Left-brained'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-7773328381348938820</id><published>2007-10-17T20:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T21:03:25.899+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sua Maestà Slackware</title><content type='html'>Gli orizzonti si ampliano ogni giorno, su scorci inaspettati estesi.&lt;br /&gt;Il mio camminare si snoda tra viottoli e grandi arterie. Nella borsa le quattro cose che mi fanno sentire a casa dappertutto, basta poco per ricreare in qualsiasi luogo il proprio piccolo mondo, e dico questo perché casa mia non è da nessuna parte in particolare.&lt;br /&gt;Ciò su cui conto è la &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;simbiosi &lt;/span&gt;tra noi, che si perfeziona ogni giorno e mi rende forte e coraggiosa.&lt;br /&gt;Per questo non esiste ostacolo che io non riuscirò a oltrepassare, se tu sei convinto che io ce la possa fare. Sospetto che qualche volta tu ponga l'asticella un po' più in alto di quanto io creda di saper saltare, ma in questo modo mi aiuti a superare i miei limiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivere così mi rende immensamente.. viva. Per quanto ci siano ancora molti punti oscuri e molto ignoto da esplorare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;All'orizzonte Marte brilla con la sua luce rossiccia. Nel cielo i movimenti seguono regole precise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-7773328381348938820?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/7773328381348938820/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=7773328381348938820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/7773328381348938820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/7773328381348938820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2007/10/sua-maest-slackware.html' title='Sua Maestà Slackware'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-5892446803080985215</id><published>2007-10-15T19:17:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T19:31:45.506+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentimento viola</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49588910@N00/260758024/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/87/260758024_f25211f409.jpg" alt="fiori della casa del Domenico" height="375" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anche se non apprezza omaggi floreali, dedico lo stesso questa foto al Pensiero Allegro. Certo che non esiste uomo meno poetico di lui, ma la sua colossale indelicatezza è sincera e non riesce mai a ferirmi. Ci scambiamo espressioni idiomatiche e neologismi da locanda come fossero vestiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amantes amentes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   (motto latino)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-5892446803080985215?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/5892446803080985215/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=5892446803080985215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/5892446803080985215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/5892446803080985215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2007/10/sentimento-viola.html' title='Sentimento viola'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/87/260758024_f25211f409_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-8818172021535738114</id><published>2007-10-15T19:10:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T19:15:38.420+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Autunno</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/RxOfgRkrg6I/AAAAAAAAAAo/hSubp7XLbhY/s1600-h/ponte1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/RxOfgRkrg6I/AAAAAAAAAAo/hSubp7XLbhY/s400/ponte1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121612578072265634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Il colore è l'anima delle cose.&lt;br /&gt;L'autunno è i colori della mia anima e mi fa sentire parte concreta del mondo, anche se piccola e inerme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cosa chiedo alle stagioni che sento passare sul viso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Un segno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;della benevolenza del cosmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ed eccoti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;l'autunno in umana sembianza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- unpublished&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-8818172021535738114?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/8818172021535738114/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=8818172021535738114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/8818172021535738114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/8818172021535738114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2007/10/autunno.html' title='Autunno'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sq6g9CqtyEs/RxOfgRkrg6I/AAAAAAAAAAo/hSubp7XLbhY/s72-c/ponte1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-951345338027261145</id><published>2007-10-15T19:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T19:10:03.151+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Titus appelait Tanita. Il n'en finissait plus de l'appeler: Tanita! ma crème! mon coeur! ma loupiote! mon plumard! ma joie! mon lacet! ma pomme cannelle! mon encrier! mon beau madras! mon jupon blanc! ma douce! ma douche! ma peau! mon foie! mon p'tit joint! ma gratte! mes glandes! mon Dit Thé Pays! mes acras! mon p'tit bout de chocolat! ma vie! ma vie! ma vie! ma vie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; - Daniel Pennac, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Monsieur Malaussène &lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-951345338027261145?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/951345338027261145/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=951345338027261145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/951345338027261145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/951345338027261145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2007/10/titus-appelait-tanita.html' title=''/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-1274143496596807849</id><published>2007-10-14T19:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T18:11:54.954+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cantiere</title><content type='html'>Amo il mio lavoro.&lt;br /&gt;Posso chiedere di meglio? Sì: che mi paghino. Ma per ora va bene così.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-1274143496596807849?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/1274143496596807849/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=1274143496596807849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/1274143496596807849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/1274143496596807849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2007/10/cantiere.html' title='Cantiere'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024191584637320943.post-9070999140079503732</id><published>2007-10-14T19:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T19:17:35.957+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Inizio</title><content type='html'>Eccomi!&lt;br /&gt;Un'ennesima pagina nel colorato mondo del Web. Per gli sfoghi, le riflessioni, i dubbi, le gioie che vorrei condividere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicata al mio Pensiero Allegro..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024191584637320943-9070999140079503732?l=pensieroallegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/feeds/9070999140079503732/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6024191584637320943&amp;postID=9070999140079503732&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/9070999140079503732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024191584637320943/posts/default/9070999140079503732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieroallegro.blogspot.com/2007/10/inizio.html' title='Inizio'/><author><name>annola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668035812366286457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
