Gentleman Agreement

Dear Lord of Cockroach fellows,

I hereby wish to express my sincere apology for what happened over last feew weeks.

Your ethnic is full of qualities, no doubt about that.
The great ability to arouse fear in spite of your tiny size, the surprisingly high speed you can achieve while moving, not to mention your fucking skill to fly....all in a sudden.
Remarkable indeed.
In a way I appreciate the decision taken by your side to visit me and my territory; however, as you may have been reported, there is not much of interest for you guys in here.

Kindly leave me alone and drive your attention and expansion plans somewhere else.
(12th floor will work for me)

thanks

Claudio

What to do in case of monster cockroach

1.) stay cool, don't get scared and no panic, move furniture slightly and slowly around to find it

2.) separate day and night areas with an hermetic wall

3.) realize an high tech trap....and trap it (obviously)

3.) go to bed that at 03:00 am it's time to sleep, especially if tomorrow is monday....shit.

HY

"Dear Claudio,

How was your trip in Taiwan ?
I really envy you because I am always in the office for 10 hours every day talking to my computer....writing e-mail...entering data..traslating documents..."

bah...a volte farei cambio, a volte.

Just had a thought

(part #1)

Time is running, clock is ticking and days go fast.

Mr. October, which I could barely see no later than few weeks ago, now is firmly and clearly standing up, just in front of my way. There is no chance for me to avoid him.

Not that he's angry at me or something, but I am just not so sure I feel like to meet him...'cause I know he has something for me.

He gotta the 30 years old gift to deliver.

It's not his fault, I know that. He's just the delivery boy, I know that.

Still, I can't help to think he's somehow responsible.

Well, I'll face it.

Just, I'll face it in proper way.

I'll meet Mr. October and his nice gift in NY.

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(part #2)

What is this all about?

Is that about a dream regarding a dizzy girl dancing in a bar mapped tropical?

Is that about the tone we accuse "that freaking arrogant cute bastard" ?

Is that about an attitude we assume that is as cool and sweet as ice cream?

(with chocolate chips please)

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(part #3)

Well,

It is about a thought, first of all.

The kind that you have sleeping somewhere in your mind, harmless till the day in which they decide to wake up and start flying around.

It is about a need, second of all.

A need to feel you are still the driver of your own life.

A need to feel you are still able to have strange, oddy, wouldn't say crazy but certainly not ordinary ideas on the spur of the moment and just have them fulfilled.

It is about a promise.

A promise, half joking half not.

It is about taste in life.

These days I can not come up with anything more tasty, classy, stylish than that.