Notes.

2008-10-30T14:24:00.000Z

After a few days spent shopping, eating and drinking, I can say a few things – milestones:

- I’m more confident wearing a suit, but still I think that suits should be abolished. And, anyways, people outside of Italy that go clubbin’ in a suit and think they are cool, well, guys, forget it. You look like clerks (although Italy is the only country in which clerks wear a suit, in UK they work wearing ridiculous M&S stuff, so I’m probably biased);

- My black jack is great with my black sweater and a white shirt;

- Yes, black on black works;

- Romagna’s got the best red wine in the world. Sorry.

A dull and annoying introduction.

2008-10-27T16:14:00.002Z

I have absolutely no idea of how to start a new weblog (yep, I’m vintage and in love with the old definition). That’s curious as this is my 4th active blog and probably the 20th I ever started.

However, a few words of introduction. My name’s no Brady, although there’s more people out there who knows me as Brady than who know my real name. Also, I’m not English and my mothertongue is not English at all. My English is quite bad, by the way, so use Babelfish to try and make some sense of what’s gonna be written here. Provided that you care, of course.

What else? Well, I am 26 and I live in Nottingham, UK. And that’s basically all what you need to know about me. Should you fancy a picture, an autograph, or some salami, my email is right there on the left sidebar. I’ll most likely not answer, but it’s not bad will: not only I’ve got 4 websites, I also got a dozen emails. Cross fingers (if you have them).

phacondo.

Notes.

A dull and annoying introduction.