Thursday, December 23, 2010

Compering On School Function

Zulie & Lucio in: 'In Search of the Lost Notebook'

Chronicles' gay 'Palazzo de' Stefani, where anke since the Christmas spirit, we leave out (only temporarily) the usual vitriolic verve to focus on a 'funny' episode occurred to this writer.

from about 15 hours yesterday (December 22, 2010), I was in the town hall to follow, as I always do for the first newspaper, the board meeting.

fundamental theme: the Budget, on notoriously heavy and k stands for hours and hours to spend in the Council.

Weather respected, since around midnight ke hath been closed all as determined by referring to today (December 23, 2010) the continuation of the work.

After 8 hours of Council interspersed with a break (by the way thanks to the Administration for hosting me and the 'links' L'Arena Stefano Nicoli in the 'snack' of pizza), I came home QDO I do not have quickly realized the 'tragedy' that I had instead now test this morning, as soon as I put the computer to jot down an initial summary of what I then wrote ke.

To my sad surprise, I found more than nn have my trusty notebook in which I take notes during the Council!

After a brief check at home and in the car, I rushed into the town hall, and there began the tortuous adventure ...
ke
fact, it happens to be scheduled the celebration of a marriage, and so nn the opportunity to inspect the classroom crabs.

I call upon the good grace Nalin, bodyguard of the Mayor, ke tells me you have not seen any book in the hall council.

Cross and ask Maureen Ragan to him, k intercedes for me with the always kind and extremely available Adriana.

not even she can tell me anything, unless you tell me ke are made to deal with the local Council to complete the classroom accommodation.

I go by the messengers, where Joseph reminds me of how nice the service was in Hermann, and not him.

"Wow, I just watched you walk away with the car," is my comment ...

Esco dejected by the municipal offices, and while I go vs the car, here's Herman of return, not even he knows nothing, and I mentioned the 'cleaning lady' ... panic!

I'm going home to prepare lunch for me and my mother, knowing the KE 15 will be back in town hall, so can continue to search.

Arrival City, I ask, I explain the story: I'm damn book seems evaporated ...

Someone raises the possibility of some kind of joke 'funny', someone else makes me see my role as 'inconvenient and troublesome journalist', fearing the possibility of a 'notwithstanding' ...

It seems odd, since ke is a self-important thing ... the notes taken in haste and in bad handwriting, supported by doodles of various kinds and from one of my favorite pastimes antinoia the dawn of time: the fantasy soccer-training ...

But, you trust me the book is, perk, there are notes on items to be done, phone numbers people to feel sharp and so on.

Take my heart to each other as always very strong Lucio Martinelli, which reconstruct the whole rigmarole of steps k and I were raised ...

He mentions the 'bin card', as fortunately ke Legnago exists in the town of differentiation.

I start looking, and the City Council meeting of strolling x ke feel pretty used to help me, unfortunately without success ...

The 'boxes' x paper are empty, leaving only the big box next to bar access to the City ...

am disgusted and unwilling, but the book I need ...

I sling the dumpster, and I open it, my luck x, actually contains paper only. I grab a box of pizza virtually untouched, and with that move the mountain of documents, maps, photocopies and much more, without success.

Top disconsolate, and rilavo I wash my hands, and then tell my failure to Lucio. The champion of

Vangadizza nn gives pervinto, down with me, gets a piece of wood and a broomstick as he rushes to sort him well!

Nothing.

even tried to overthrow the bin ... nothing.

renounce reluctantly lavatona other hands, pissing in the company (one per bathroom, eh!), Another around the sink and sad return to the council chamber. I follow the session

SMON, thinking of my notebook. Now I've got waived, and extract the spare to take notes ... ... I do QDO Ermanno meeting: "is this?"

But come, fuck!

"Where?!?"
"Stuck in a chair"

Mystery ...

But at least I found!!

And this is important!

I got away at 19.20 and best wishes to all in that of the Palazzo de 'Stefani!

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