It just happened that the car door got locked and my only key remained stuck inside. Don't ask how it happened, I just feel angrily stupid 
On a side note, my blog turned 3 yesterday. Fortunately crazy thoughts are still flowing.
Update (21.2.2007): Thanks to Janne's subborness, we managed to open the car, and without breaking anything!
Another dangerous language performance by the fanciful Florentine trio
Lessandra: [...] Heh, I'll hit yor tiny willy with a rod!
Daniele: Giuee, sieee!
Lessandra: You're right
Maurizio: Even because you have to find it first, before hitting it with a rod
Lessandra: Exaclty, just for that you're right
Daniele: tara, la tara gione, l'atara sconi, la tara gione
Maurizio: John Tarah?
Well, at the moment I should say November snow, since here the temperature has gone below zero, and doesn't even consider the possibility to get back on the plus side.
But the November rain I'm talking about is a feeling of darkness, gloominess, a late autumn which the weather is just a mirror of.
It's the feeling that shuts your heart, closes all your doors, and let you feel the silence inside.
Loneliness? Depression? Suicidal tendencies? Nothing like that. Maybe time to get soaked wet just to get a bit cleaner. And dry. As soon as the sun comes out.
Yesterday I went to the Iik! Horror Film Festival to see the original version of the film The Golem: How He Came Into the World (Der Golem, wie er in die Welt kam), a film of 1920 about the mud creature.
I really liked it, although the subtitles were only in German, which isn't really the language I'm the best in. The film is really well made, if you think that it's over 80 years old.
This version is available on the internet and it has got English subtitles. I really recommend it!
… serve a darti l'alle gria!
The last weekend I was in Helsinki for Leena's funny-hat party. We started to be creative and we ended up to take such an artistic picture. What the world would be without digital cameras?
John Tarah? [0:23m]: 
