tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2224466266974963937.post8982553275908505242..comments2023-10-09T16:15:47.946+02:00Comments on A View from Carmine Superiore: Basta freniLouise | Italyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00463696606000861953noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2224466266974963937.post-83813151102529874862009-01-26T03:55:00.000+01:002009-01-26T03:55:00.000+01:00I have an Italian American friend and your post ex...I have an Italian American friend and your post explains a lot. He definitely has that hot Italian blood pulsing through his veins that makes him shoot the amber light to miss the red. Thanks for a great post!shelleehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07515373417755683614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2224466266974963937.post-34391353869449084352009-01-24T16:39:00.000+01:002009-01-24T16:39:00.000+01:00"...no parking (except when there's an R in the na..."...no parking (except when there's an R in the name of the month..."<BR/><BR/>LOL!!!https://www.blogger.com/profile/02225891108012809429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2224466266974963937.post-88956954804003224952009-01-24T12:41:00.000+01:002009-01-24T12:41:00.000+01:00Great post! Living in the Balkans I can totally id...Great post! Living in the Balkans I can totally identify! :)Lv2Hikehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08072683704278133177noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2224466266974963937.post-67382094375165029612009-01-20T10:01:00.000+01:002009-01-20T10:01:00.000+01:00This reminds me of when we moved to the US and my ...This reminds me of when we moved to the US and my dad was confused with all those "Ped Xing" signs.<BR/>It's a wonder he didn't run anyone over.Bella@That damn expathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00441537825845749674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2224466266974963937.post-33537419640321029542008-05-22T20:23:00.000+02:002008-05-22T20:23:00.000+02:00Ben - I think that 'getting smarter' you're talkin...Ben - I think that 'getting smarter' you're talking about happens in all parts of our lives -- understanding what may be waiting for you round the roundabout is a hallmark of survival and not only on the road. Thanks for the visit - come back soon!Louise | Italyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00463696606000861953noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2224466266974963937.post-57170274029733372542008-05-22T19:10:00.000+02:002008-05-22T19:10:00.000+02:00That was great...I grew up in Brooklyn NY and "blo...That was great...<BR/><BR/>I grew up in Brooklyn NY and "blowing" the yellow light so as not to get caught at the red - was a way of life. I think it is more a young persons fancy as the older you get the smarter you get as to what may be waiting for you round the roundabout...<BR/><BR/>BenAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2224466266974963937.post-69480735664653622082008-03-14T15:55:00.000+01:002008-03-14T15:55:00.000+01:00Thanks :-)) that just made my day! LThanks :-)) that just made my day! LLouise | Italyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00463696606000861953noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2224466266974963937.post-37507362076064828742008-03-13T22:18:00.000+01:002008-03-13T22:18:00.000+01:00Oh this post was fabulous. I can't believe no one ...Oh this post was fabulous. I can't believe no one has commented on it. I laughed so much. The limite massimo di velocitá was my favorite. You are a clever writer Louise. Thank you for the heartfelt wish on me having a baby. I appreciate it. All good prayers count. I'm convinced.Gypsy at Hearthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17106152285952023602noreply@blogger.com