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"All smoke and no roast". It's the literal translation of "Tutto fumo e niente arrosto".

On a Saturday night without pints but with the U2's Slane Castle DVD, I've even tried to translate it as "well, let's imagine that I put a chicken in the oven and there's smoke coming out but actually there's no chicken inside the oven. So, the smoke is a metaphor of something that is said to happen but it doesn't exist in the reality. Got it? Uh... why are you all looking at me?".

I've some "thank you" to say for my last 48 hours:
1) To Lisa for feeding me with every type of music and mp3s. She's an extremist about The Frames, be aware!
2) To Why for asking me to write his biography and because he made me install Windows XP in the back-shop of a Thai restaurant in Dublin. Strange enough, uh?
3) Three nice mails received from unknown and unrelated people, all starting with "I was reading your blog...". WOW!
4) To you, for listening and suggesting me what to write on my pink (!) copybook.
5) To Claire for explaining me the kind of "virtual trips" that girls make in their minds. Keep it simple, life is easy, i've never even thought to be angry!
6) To Mr. Muscle for having repaired our oven without intoxicating anyone!
7) To myself (egocentric?), for having found the time to read again my rulez.doc Word document. Marconik, you know of what I'm talking about, don't you? Do you remember that night in Sant'Ambrogio?
8) To Alberto for lending me his eye for the picture of today!