ah, ah, ah
welcome to another of
Nothing's
journalistic nodes. These get the most
votes so I'm taking it as a sign that you all would like to see me continue with them...
Last night I could hear
my next door neighbor playing the
Bee Gees "
Saturday Night Fever" over and over and over again...
Italians may know
Verdi,
Pucinni and all that
opera jazz... but as far as the
popular taste , I think it's worse than in the states. Just check out some of the
crap on Italian TV the next time your over here. If you need a translation
give me a call.
It was a booring evening... played a few hours of
Age of Empires, designed a flyer for my upcoming photo show, and burnt a CD for
Giovanni.
Today, while waiting for the
tram to work, I gave
the finger to a random
Italian who was laying on his horn because the car in front of her hadn't moved in the 4 seconds since
the light had changed to green. This one honk turned into a series of
squeeling,
honking, horrible sounding
caca... so I gave
the leader of the band the finger and
it felt very satisfying. I'm not sure if she noticed, but the guy behind her did and he flased me one of those
typical Italian male looks that seems to be saying, "But, but, look at you. You aren't even wearing clothes that are in fashion, what are you giving her the finger for???" Which was also very satisfying.
Now I'm
slacking at work.