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Saturday, 28 November 2009

#594 Tks Tks Tks, Yksi Kaksi Kolme Nelja!

I should've expected it, but I'm not excessively sorry about that, since I was doing something pleasing.

Italy won against Samoa on this autumn's last test match before 6 Nations.

And I was reharsing in the meantime.

As usual, when you are missing some important match then you discover they played like hungry beasts. Snarling, growling, fighting and gaining their first victory after 13 matches lost.
In the end Italy won 24-6 against a Samoan team very inaccurate in playing. That leaded to an almost easy win. Despite that, the game wasn't brilliant and showed all the limits Italy have.

Lack of a real kicker, some God of the foot. Someone who says "I kick there" and there is where the ball goes. Another big issue is the discipline. Cheap fouls and irregularities that makes the life of italian players much more difficult than how it already is (in a sporting way of course).

I think we're on the good way to become a better team, but there's still much work to do. On several aspects. And today's winning did a good job indeed on moral.

Anyway, rehearsals went quite good. It's always a great feeling when "building up" a song as we did it today with is this one:

That 2ride" on bass that caused me little trouble (because I don't hold the pick too firmly when strumming) was fantastic and it seemed that I never had such problem. Or maybe I practiced really enough to feel comfortable with, who knows?

Right before going home I got a propose to go playing with another band. Someone I already "met" on myspace (they befriended us) and have an interesting sound. Too bad I'm fully concentrated on other things (including my actual band) and it would be impossible to play in two bands. So, sadly, I had to give up joining a rock'n'roll band as well the metal band I refused sending my number some months ago.

A suggestion people, don't concentrate on guitar. Bands need lots of drummers and bassists...

Friday, 27 November 2009

#593 Get Up And Scream For The Shape Of Punk To Come

On verbally blogging about your blog.
I pay particular attention on telling people about this blog. Really. Well, it wasn't always like that, since at first I just communicated to some colleague my intention to start a blog. This without telling the address to prevent an immediate surfing on my empty page. Then, feeling a bit more confident in my skills I spreaded it like the Black Plague to whomever crossed my path.

It would sound like a huge mistake, but it wasn't that big.

Well, of course, talking about privacy and then sharing the blog where you put your hiddenmost thoughts with the world isn't that wise, I perfectly know. But also, people is too much absorbed by their lives, troubles and works to pay attention to you all the time. In other case, they must be obsessedly curious to follow you daily.
With this, I'm not calling "obsessed" my friends who devotedly read me and "give me" part of their time. I'm flattered by such attention and constructive criticism. Though that most of my comments are verbal, since they are reported when talking with me every day. Not by logging and writing.

This should also exclude from the "wild bunch of obsessed people" those friends I have met here on Xanga and at other online places. So, Jess, Bethy, Addy and others, you're on the "good" side.
I was talking about mistakes or not. Well, I'm lucky enough that just few people decided to join xanga just to comment me (and, by the way, they are those "right" ones that makes me feel comfortable with what I write from time to time that could embarass myself), while those who are just curious doesn't dare to come and show themselves. This, beside being a thing I'm ok with, could be a bad one, since I decided to share with you some trouble happened at work (trouble that they don't know, and most of them are colleagues) or some other things I'd prefer they shouldn't be aware about.
I know what are you thinking "you give them your address!".
Yes, you're right. That's why I stopped for a while blogging in my language also (another explanation is my lazyness). Another point could be related with my ex girlfriend and her friends, whom, I know for sure, are aware of this blog and in the past happened to read some of my posts, including something that hurted her very much.
Somehow I feel more free to write what I want now, that I'm sure about them knowing my blog than before, when I just suspected it. I assumed it as a loud thinking, stopping being afraid of telling my opinion (and, in this case could be oriented to some particular person) and just concentrating on myself.
Without little care of other's opinion and, luckily for me, receiving lots of support and good words. I didn't expect that. In my thinkings this blog should have been a reaction against depression, sadness and the lack of a proper "way" to walk after a breakup. I'm glad I didn't give up and wrote for almost 600 days without a stop. Good job Cri! [self celebration]
And tomorrow is rehearsals time again!
Too bad I'll miss Italy - Samoa...grr..

Thursday, 26 November 2009

#592 I Got To Get Him In The Ground Before He Starts To Smell

If the situation is already crazy then be sure, it will get crazier.

Recently at work a strange guy was seen walking at early hours (as well at late ones) looking at machines, checking, controlling things. When one morning, at 6.15, he walked too close to some "protected" area and the guy working there "called" him saying "you can't get in here, who are you?" he promptly responded "that's not your business, I'm the production's director".

Now, what's a production's director? I bet you all are eating your nuts (or munching your turkey's legs if you're in America) wondering "who's him? who's him?", waiting a response from me. (naaah).

Well, I...don't know what's a production's director. Why I should know?

All I can say is a comparison with videogames.

So, if all the bosses could be compared with end-of-the-level bosses, in this case we can talk about "him". Yes, "him". The superboss. After him there's a congratulations picture, millions points and a AAA-like name choice.

So, this guy, vaguely looking like a mix between Nixon and Bebop (from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles) started coming every day at early hours just to control us.
If we're doing our job. If we don't stop for a chat. If we our coffee breaks are short and if we are afraid of him as we should be afraid to die.

Well, I'm not afraid to die, honestly.

Bue the point is another. It all sounds like a huge silly thing. Really. I'm not angrily reacting to someone "higher" in position from my low level just by a principle. I'm considering facts. And the basical lack of their usefulness.

But let me go on with my story, so I'll make myself more clear in my explanation.

This guy took the habit of being around there almost every day. Early hours. Late hours. Random hours. Silent as a ninja and ugly as monkey.
Until one day, almost two weeks ago, when I caught about eight people chatting and laughing at 6.30 beside coffee machines. With a couple of bosses.

So you can all imagine what happened. Furious, he went back to his office (which is, by the way, located pretty far from the production facility) and emailed ALL the bosses saying "from tomorrow 'till the situation becomes normal, ALL of you are beginning every morning at 6 until 18".

Oh, I'm not meaning the bosses having fun with the workers at 6.30. I mean their bosses. Those who start at work at 8.

It passed almost two weeks and my boss still comes every morning at six, looking like a zombie who has no life outside the workplace.
In change, NixonBebop started showing himself lesser and lesser.

What they got?

Nothing. Really. Well, if we consider a good "image" change and an external "fake" good impression.
If a tree has beautiful leaves but its roots are rotting, do you think it's a good thing? Easy answer, right?

The point I wanted to focus before is simple: why a so high level manager start controlling workers just as he was the owner of the whole thing? I'm not saying it's wrong. I'm saying it's strange. That would have be as Obama starts controlling the people who clears his toilet. This every day.

Somebody then could think "why don't you just think about doing your job while I clear up your "throne"?".
Got my point?

Another thing I mentioned before. Bosses held meetings communicating that "it would be better" if we don't gather too much (and too many) during our coffee breaks and, at 6.05 (yes, ou five) we should already be working. He hinted we shouldn't have a 6 o'clock coffee at all. Is that so useful in production's terms?

Well no!

Do they really think that, a person, me, in example, can't just stay at his place without doing anything significant for the production?
They know they can be fooled. There's a small risk, though they still pay attention at appearances but not the substance.

Sounds too easy and I can't really believe they're so steady attached to silly questions and not what's important.

Or are we those who are sane and the real insane are them?

Wednesday, 25 November 2009

#591 Everybody's Necessary. Nobody's Indispensable.

Ai tfogt abaut vraiding somfing in italien end inglish tu tudei, bat ai dident nov uat tu vrait abaut. So ai desaided tu ghiv iu e lidel exempol ov au, ui italiens consider de inglish pronauns.

Uel, der isent e rial mitod ov pronaunsiescion sins, in mai expiriens, ed diffrent ticers u ed diffrent itelian acsents det influensed deir pronauns (end aurs tu).

Teich mai expiriens in exampol.

De uord "humbucker". It tucs olmost fiftin iars tu anderstand det de rait uei tu pronauns it uos "ambacher" end not "ambUcher". Dis fancs tu e collig ov main.

Or, uat abaut Queen's bassist John Deacon? Ai olvueis tfogt is neim uos "dEAcon" end not "dicon", bat der uosent iutub tu let as iar au tu pronauns is naim.

Blessed bi de internet.

Oh, uen is de fancsgivindei?

Tuesday, 24 November 2009

#590 When Prices Rise Up As Waves During A Storm...It's Christmas Time!

Please, don't comment about him, just take a look at my keyboard , it's on sale.
Whenever he comes here three persons stop doing what they usually do and pass him around as a ball. Especially now that he became so unstoppable and curious.

Have you heard about the Thierry "Hand Of God" Henry and his infamous action during the match with Ireland?

No?

I guess this thing made a lot of people losing the sense of measure and consideration.

The facts.
During the match (soccer) between France and Ireland in Paris, to decide who should partecipate at World Cup in South Africa the next year, Henry controlled the ball with his left hand and assisted for a team-mate who scored the 1-1 that allowed France to go to the World Cup.

I didn't watch the match. I just saw that moment on a replay at the sport news.
Somebody argued about "repeating the match". Someone blamed Henry for his dishonesty. Someone blamed France for their dishonesty. Someone else blamed the whole french population, labelling them as "unfair" (which, somehow, could be a good thing, considering that Italians were called like that...).

I don't think the match should be repeated. Even if I would like to.
The rules don't talk about referee's mistakes as a reason why it could be possible to repeat a match. Sad but true. If that would have been possible, how many matches do you think are we still repeating nowadays?

In Italy many people lost the light of reasoning after what happened. For many reasons.

- our "dear" french cousins are always a harsh team to play against. So, why don't they stay at home?
- Ireland's manager is our well-known italian coach Trapattoni. So, it sounds like we were playing against France.
- There's a strange assumption within UEFA, that sees France and UEFA's president Platini (french) unfairly "tied" together. Especially seeing this last one looking not very "above the parts" but openly sided with France (an example to show you. Italy vs France, final game of the world cup. Italy wins and neither Blatter, FIFA's president, nor Platini, showed themselves on the field to give the cup to Italians. Where they were? Queuing for bathroom maybe?).

I personally don't care if France or Ireland qualified for World Cup. I'd prefer Ireland because Trapattoni, of course, but hey, if France wins, then let's have France at World Cup!

Another fact.
In France there was a public lynching against Henry and coach Domenech. With newspapers saying "we got the qualification of shame". What if it happened to us? I think we would have been not that harsh maybe. But still fair. And perhaps Platini would have suggested a repetition of match.

What really makes me feeling puzzled is something about punishment. Everybody talks about the crime. But now, what will happen to Henry? Really? It's an openly anti-sport act. Why don't fare him? Why don't suspend him?

Nobody still talked about doing something. Not even a scolding. Just leave the boy alone with his guiltyness.
Guiltyness?
Yes, he showed late guiltyness and regretted his action. Thought even about quitting after such furore happened in his homeland and harsh critics from ex soccer champions such as Lizarazu or Cantona.

At the same time, what FIFA does?
Well, they organize meetings, happenings and charity donations. And Sepp Blatter had finally the time to read the "rules of soccer and fairplay", stopping, for once, to read "The Economist".

Why they simply don't introduce some help to referees? With all the technology stuff that surround us. Why soccer must be kept a backward sport? Why don't changing attitude?
Take a look at rugby, and not because I'm a fan. They can call the 4th referee, the one with TV, who can suggest if something is or isn't. Easy uh?

Why don't make things easier?

Some people talks about "well, there are huge interests behind that". What interests? Money? Who shouldn't be interested in seeking the truth?

The only possible answer is not a good thing.
I can just think about corruption matters...

Anyway, who cares in the end? Saturday afternoon there Italy vs Samoa..a beastly game played by gentlemen...