tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012477185705271192011-04-21T22:26:14.759+02:00Play-on-wordshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05061468202146443764noreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601247718570527119.post-33763881567509336542009-03-01T18:39:00.016+01:002009-03-31T20:54:05.759+02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OweULRPTaqw/SdJmGgM9-dI/AAAAAAAAAD0/-3BGDtkyUok/s1600-h/IMG_1524.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319426371787553234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OweULRPTaqw/SdJmGgM9-dI/AAAAAAAAAD0/-3BGDtkyUok/s400/IMG_1524.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Une fois de trop.<br />Elle part sans se retourner .<br />Et toi qui ne remarques rien!<br />Un soupçon de douleur .<br />Ce sentiment de vulnérabilité.<br />Elle hésite encore.<br /><strong></strong><br /><strong><br /><em>Fragilité ton nom est femme.</em> </strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601247718570527119-3376388156750933654?l=triteandtrivial.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Play-on-wordshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05061468202146443764noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601247718570527119.post-34555044753870249972009-02-16T15:34:00.020+01:002009-03-31T20:49:17.200+02:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OweULRPTaqw/SdJbK1OXwfI/AAAAAAAAADQ/k3hlQHL-IWI/s1600-h/IMG_2530.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319414351522152946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OweULRPTaqw/SdJbK1OXwfI/AAAAAAAAADQ/k3hlQHL-IWI/s400/IMG_2530.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OweULRPTaqw/SapxAOy2rcI/AAAAAAAAACw/zamhWi6Dnds/s1600-h/IMG_2454.JPG"></a><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;">J'ai entre autres choses </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;">une aversion profonde</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;">pour les accents sur </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;">les lettres et pour les </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;">chiffres pairs, sincèrement.</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601247718570527119-3455504475387024997?l=triteandtrivial.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Play-on-wordshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05061468202146443764noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601247718570527119.post-25936181272903956302009-02-16T14:27:00.012+01:002009-03-31T20:48:19.287+02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OweULRPTaqw/SdJlZ-VMluI/AAAAAAAAADs/gNKAeeAABpU/s1600-h/IMG_07112.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319425606781015778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OweULRPTaqw/SdJlZ-VMluI/AAAAAAAAADs/gNKAeeAABpU/s400/IMG_07112.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OweULRPTaqw/SamcyTcXJsI/AAAAAAAAACg/NFvk65-JwUA/s1600-h/daria-werbowy-ashton-kutcher-pepe-jeans.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div align="right"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"><em>A vaincre sans péril, on triomphe sans gloire.</em></span></strong></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601247718570527119-2593618127290395630?l=triteandtrivial.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Play-on-wordshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05061468202146443764noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601247718570527119.post-89184009111617139232009-02-14T09:51:00.011+01:002009-03-31T20:46:50.307+02:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OweULRPTaqw/SdJlDfO5joI/AAAAAAAAADk/PTKIhO_AIlk/s1600-h/IMG_2008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319425220475981442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OweULRPTaqw/SdJlDfO5joI/AAAAAAAAADk/PTKIhO_AIlk/s400/IMG_2008.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OweULRPTaqw/SamaYAZgD6I/AAAAAAAAACY/3nvFZjutzrc/s1600-h/P1110402.JPG"></a><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"><em><strong>Nous nous en allons, moi et ma maladresse consternante.</strong></em></span> </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601247718570527119-8918400911161713923?l=triteandtrivial.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Play-on-wordshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05061468202146443764noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601247718570527119.post-75259570590995396992009-01-29T22:01:00.015+01:002009-03-31T20:44:51.767+02:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OweULRPTaqw/SdJkirMY8vI/AAAAAAAAADc/ufiVf-J9HVo/s1600-h/cshotymu.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319424656750998258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 362px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OweULRPTaqw/SdJkirMY8vI/AAAAAAAAADc/ufiVf-J9HVo/s400/cshotymu.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><p align="center">Jamais peut-être. Car j'ignore où tu fuis, tu ne sais où je vais.</p><p align="center"> </p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601247718570527119-7525957059099539699?l=triteandtrivial.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Play-on-wordshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05061468202146443764noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601247718570527119.post-5425773371279281652009-01-12T18:44:00.011+01:002009-03-31T20:41:43.631+02:00<em></em><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OweULRPTaqw/SW-lAHI6suI/AAAAAAAAABw/pdrc-7rCFGw/s1600-h/IMG_2345.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291629508518654690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OweULRPTaqw/SW-lAHI6suI/AAAAAAAAABw/pdrc-7rCFGw/s400/IMG_2345.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"> </span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Qu'on se le dise, je déteste le <em>mardi</em>.</span></strong></div><br /><p><br /><br /></p><br /><div><span style="color:#000000;">J'ai survécu à 4H30 d'Hamlet. Un merveille, cette mise en scène. Les spectateurs coincés entre le cheval au milieu de la scène, les acteurs et les scènes qui tournent tellement que tu ne sais plus ou regarder. Les monologues intenses et d'une signification sans égale. Les spectateurs qui ronflent alors que toi, attentif, t'essayes de garder ton serieu parce qu'interieurement, t'es persuadé que tu tombera dessus au Bac. Les moments de cabaret que tu ne sais tojours pas pourquoi ils sont là. Heureusement qu'Hamlet meurt! . Faut dire que sinon on n'aurait pas souri de la soirée.<br /><br /></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#000000;">Hamlet, où la meilleure pseudo-tragicomédie de notre époque!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601247718570527119-542577337127928165?l=triteandtrivial.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Play-on-wordshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05061468202146443764noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601247718570527119.post-56977077069217441522008-12-01T19:44:00.010+01:002009-03-31T20:30:34.825+02:00<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274896899923642386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OweULRPTaqw/STQyyGrCCBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/TQ2JkONxegE/s320/IMG_18742.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">Bien le bonsoir, nous sommes le lundi 1er décembre 2oo8.</span><span style="color:#000000;"> </div></span><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#000000;">Just for fun!</span></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601247718570527119-5697707706921744152?l=triteandtrivial.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Play-on-wordshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05061468202146443764noreply@blogger.com2