DO NOT LIVE IN SHAKY HOUSE!

Because it's dangerous, that's why.
This has been a public service.

help!

Can't find my new Ensemble Modern cd anywhere in my room!
Anybody out there seen it?
You know, bedroom wormholes and everything...

small satisfactions

It seems i'm the first to link to the great young brazilian singer Adriana Calcanhotto's newborn blog!
Good luck Adriana, and enjoy blogging!

In the past few days i've kept recieving spam from sites like sanvalentinoday.com (can't be bothered to know whether it actually exists or not). The first couple times, i would just delete it away with an annoyed "tsk". This morning, i saw one in my inbox and started shouting "AAAAH!! GO AWAY! GO AWAY!".
Problem is, i was in the library.

Anyway, i've noticed Verve Records has put out yet another series of compilations, this time intended "for lovers". And they had the decency to dedicate the series to "lovers and hopeful romantics". Cute!

NOW AIRING!

WJ Evaristo is on the air!
Don't laugh.

Anyway, info on how to hear me, as always, at RadioPhiga!

Little Update

Can't update much these days since WGD Central is -once again- experiencing 'net connection problems. Am currently updating from somebody else's office, on a win'95 platform. Stylish.

Anyway, tonight i will very very probably be broadcasting, or let's say "attempting to broadcast" on RadioPhiga once more, approximately from 22:00 GMT+1 onwards. Let's see if i last longer this time.

Can't stay, gotta catch a bus to Udine. If i'm victorious, i'll return happily clutching a Jacques Tati DVD box set. And a BIG smile on my face.

New Poll

Thank you to all those who voted on the last poll. All three of you. Bah, i'm leaving it there on the sidebar in case anyone else wants to make suggestions. By the by, i ordered four cds via cdflash the other day, and none of them had anything to do with the ones mentioned. Shows how much even i care about that last poll!
Anyway, this next poll is a seasonal one, so i'm just posting it over here, and when it's gone it's gone.

Now go vote.

Carnival's coming. What should i dress up as? Frank Zappa Large Anthropomorphic Cat

(please ignore the ugly html. Can't be bothered to learn to fix it.)

Frustration...

Why is this thing so damn expensive??? Ok, it's well worth the money, so let's rephrase that. Why is it so far out of my monetary reach????? Makes me wanna cry.

Resuming regular blogging(hopefully), here are some great nigerian proverbs, courtesy of the recently renewed Plep!

Also, check out this funny little image.

Valentine Day's coming. Here's how not to celebrate.
(Via Neil Gaiman)

smack the pingu!!!

My high score was 530. This is the kind of thing that gets me late to appointments.

Morning morning.

Smooth lights, clean clothes, and a Van Morrison album. Best way to begin a sunday morning.
Pity it's three o'clock in the afternoon, but let's not mention that.

necessary link

Had to link to this. Updates on the great Danijel Zezelj's art & occurrences.

ahem. er. oh. hee hee. Oh, whatever.

2004-02-06 19:29:55 GMT :
rimozione di http://evaristo.blogspot.com/
in corso

That's what Google told me ten minutes ago.
So, for ninety days or so, this blog won't be findable on google.

Why? Oh, i got a very polite phone call yesterday upon returning from Udine... And i don't mean that ironically. The call was from the same person who left this comment.

And i must say i can confirm everything in that comment. And must add that the person in question was extremely charming about the whole affair. And that my mutandine also remained clean throughout the call, even though they did get a little bit worried about their future when i was informed of how this page was found in the first place.

Ok, let's try to be clear:
The teacher mentioned here did not shit his pants. He was just worried about thirty-something college students walking into an osmizza, well knowing that the wine was bad and the roads back to duino even worse. As a matter of fact, it's a nuisance to have so many people coming along. If it's ten or so people, it's fine. You chat, you eat, you drink, you chat some more, and it's over. If it's thirty, you just drink up and have to carry people home, which isn't always very amusing. Even though the locals seem to enjoy watching us do it. But they don't enjoy having thirty people in a place which doesn't really fit them.
Was it his duty to inform anyone about this? not at all. He just did it because he was genuinely concerned. And he didn't call the headmaster, he called the teacher on duty. All that came after was luckily nothing to worry about.
People were carried home, as per usual, with almost no damage. And they all had a good laugh about it the following day.
The headmaster went to check, but found nothing. And we all had a good laugh about it the following day.
The teacher i mentioned found my site, didn't really appreciate the dissentery reference, called me up, and in the end we just had a good laugh about that, too. Although i still believe i owe the man a drink, he was just too kind about it.

The only thing that was an authentic cause of worries, as i was saying, is how this page was found in the first place.
He had googled for the headmaster's name and surname. And my blog showed up on the fourth page of results.
Which was not. good.

I checked, the page also shows up very easily when looking for "duino" and the name of the little house i used to live in.
So what i had to do was go back, remove the one time i had mentioned the HM by his full name, and then remove all else that might have been easily googleabole by the wrong people. Actually, i didn't remove anything, i just replaced stuff. Oh, and i also corrected one phrase in a post which i felt wasn't really comprehensible. Reading my old posts was such a pain, they all feel like something's wrong about them, and that was the only case in which i didn't manage to leave things how they were. But anyway.
The next step was to remove the site from google's indexes, which was just done. This means i won't be seen on google for the next ninety days or so. Not really a problem, considering the kind of referrals i had.
So no big deal. It would've been, if the person who found this hadn't been so friendly.

Ok, i think that's explained. And this post has gone on for a bit too long.

More tomorrow.

This will seem familiar to most people who have anything to do with a blog...

Slowly, i turned...

No updates these days - my exam's tomorrow, so i can't waste too much time. Yeah, right, as if i hadn't spent the last 45 minutes of open library last night reading Sight & Sound.

Anyway, remember that thing i linked to, but went offline five minutes later? Here's where you can find links to mirror download sites. After viewing, remember to ask yourselves how fucked up my mind has to be if i enjoy this kind of thing.

Exam tomorrow morning 9:30 GMT+1. Think of me. Hope i don't fall asleep.

The Beer Church

It is the goal of Beer Church to provide a fun, informative and useful Web site for persons all around the globe who are interested in and passionate about beer.

Oh, and Pino just redirected me to this site, which is probably one of the best spam-sites i've ever seen.

Some Folklore

Friday night was Osmizza Night, once more. Some thirty of us clambered our way up to Medeazza, followed the Bay Leaf indications, and took possession of what little tables were remaining in a room that looked much bigger before the rest of us got there.
Much fun was had. At some point, an accordion materialized between the hands of the locals, giving way to almost everybody's wild cavorting.

Meanwhile...

On arrival, a teacher was present. Said teacher was very charming about so many of his students entering an obscure homebrewed wine watering hole. He greeted us from his table, and when he left jokingly exchanged some chitchat with us.

He then proceeded to go home, shit his pants, and call the headmaster.
When the M.O.N.A. heard that a horde of his oh-so-childish-and-unreliable students were loitering in some small nearby town, he only saw it fitting to seek out such a small town, seek out the premises, and just generally give everybody a bad time. After all, that's what he thinks he's there for.

Luckily, he hasn't the slightest idea of what an osmizza is.

So he pulls out his car, put-putts his way up to Medeazza, goes around the town twice, sees nobody around, notes "no students here", goes home. He was quite obviously expecting to see a large flashing neon light saying "osmizza" in bold capital times new roman letters.
Meanwhile, we were all inside some local's house, drinking our heads off.

I consider all of this extremely folkloristic.