All by myself

All by myself
… the floor cleaning
All by myself
…the dust removing
All by myself
… the dishes washing
All by myself
… the pasta cooking
All by myself
… the bathroom cleaning
All by myself
… the clothes organizing
All by myself
… the supermarket shopping
All by myself
… the bed linen changing
All by myself
… the washing machines
All by myself
… the lonely rambling
All by myself
… the music listening
All by myself
… the movies watching
All by myself
… the morning greeting
All by myself
… the night leave taking
All by myself
… the life living.

My wife, where are thou?

Speak with the fire: talk to the Spirit.

The fire is the Spirit.
Speak with the fire: talk to the Spirit.
The fire shows you the way back to the Universe.
Talk to the fire: speak with the spirit.
What was energy from the Sun,
once trapped in the tree,
now goes back to the Sun.

The Spirit burns, both inside and outside.
The spirit moves, both in my hands and in front of my eyes.
The Spirit burns: and my sausages are ready.

I love Switzerland in spring

I love Switzerland in spring. I love the contrast between the cold blue sky and the pale green of the new leaves. I love the flower color, the flower geometry, the flower proud presence at every corner of the city. I love the flower smell, weak in the morning, strong during the sunny day and mature when the evening arrives.I love the sensation, the premonition everybody can feel in those special Swiss spring days. The feeling of something good and unavoidable coming soon: welcome Spring, once again.

Toquinho, eu te amo

Today I was looking for a gift for Stasia and I felt the need to enter a music shop I never visited before. I directly went to the section music-DVD and I found this incredible, wonderful, touching DVD on Toquinho: “Toquinho e outros”. We watched it immediately together, and, well, the best music DVD I bought EVER. I really suggest you to buy it: unforgettable duos with Toquinho and Vinicius and much much more. A wonderful document.

A positive song for positive moments

Here is a little song I wrote /You might want to sing it note for note
Don’t worry be happy / In every life we have some trouble
When you worry you make it double /Don’t worry, be happy……

Ain’t got no place to lay your head /Somebody came and took your bed
Don’t worry, be happy / The land lord say your rent is late
He may have to litigate / Don’t worry, be happy
Look at me I am happy/ Don’t worry, be happy
Here I give you my phone number /When you worry call me
I make you happy / Don’t worry, be happy
Ain’t got no cash, ain’t got no style
Ain’t got not girl to make you smile
But don’t worry be happy /Cause when you worry
Your face will frown /And that will bring everybody down
So don’t worry, be happy (now)…..

There is this little song I wrote / I hope you learn it note for note
Like good little children / Don’t worry, be happy
Listen to what I say / In your life expect some trouble
But when you worry /You make it double
Don’t worry, be happy.…..
Don’t worry don’t do it, be happy

Put a smile on your face / Don’t bring everybody down like this
Don’t worry, it will soon past / Whatever it is
Don’t worry, be happy

Thanks to Bobby McFerrin and to my wonderful Terratec Noxon iRadio that permits me to easily listen to Radio Montecarlo nights story …

DAVOS: multiply your passion

Back from a wonderful sunny weekend in Davos. Excellent weather, excellent snow, excellent company. Everything has been so nice that I felt the need to summarize it in this commercial-like picture (click on it). If Davos marketing direction likes it, it should write us for the next year advertisement campaign.

Thanks to “Pizzeria Padrino” of Antonio Legrottaglie ( Talstrasse 17, 7270 Davos Platz) for the exquisite real Italian pizza and real Italian pasta and for the incredibly polite service. We felt like at home!

Urli, tu?

Ognuno si sente in dovere di espiare una colpa originale.
C’e’ chi la sconta nella vita privata.
Chi la paga sul lavoro.
Chi sia dentro che fuori casa.
E chi non sente di dovere espiare colpa alcuna, se la fa creare ad arte da chi dice di saperne di piu’.

Chi e’ libero e’ perche’ sa di non avere colpa alcuna.
E lo urla al mondo intero.

Urli, tu?

What was this Christmas about?

Now that your liver too is ready for producing juicy foie grois. Now that all the gifts have been given/received. Now that your brain is fully working again (after shopping stress). Now, let see if you can answer the following question. We celebrated Christmas because:

1) Santa got crucified on the 25th of December, 2007 years ago.

2) Your bank issued a new Santa Credit Card to be used before the 25th of December.

3) We all like sexy girls with red dresses and hairy hats (yes, click on it for magnification)

4) We need to get drunk with something more spicy than beer… at least once per year!

5) God came among us in the shape of a baby called Jesus to save our souls.

Except for some articles on the Vatican/Pope (quite boring as usual) found on media, if I were an alien I would have barely understood what’s the buzz about Christmas… I mean, I like sexy girls in red short dresses too, but …

What’s the buzz? Merry Christmas my friends!!!

[Crowd]

Christ you know I love you
Did you see I waved?
I believe in you and God
So tell me that I’m saved
Christ you know I love you
Did you see I waved?
I believe in you and God
So tell me that I’m saved
Jesus I am with you
Touch me touch me Jesus
Jesus I am on your side
Kiss me kiss me Jesus

Dear Tracy…

Thanks for all the evenings we pass together.
Thanks for all the roads we drive together.
Thanks for all the feelings we share together.

You are always the right mood at the right moment, dear. If the moment is not the right one, you create it. That’s divine …