tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72897350798508128622012-02-16T18:02:24.600+01:00L. mes émois, mes essais mes humeursLelnoreply@blogger.comBlogger31125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289735079850812862.post-29515935715023725032011-08-15T14:55:00.000+02:002011-08-15T14:55:43.977+02:002011-08-15T14:55:43.977+02:00<p style="clear: both"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-tHX01F8irEw/TkkVh7CGNvI/AAAAAAAAAKg/eMqYOcMQHyk/s800/IMG_6132-full.jpg" class="image-link" target="_blank"><img class="linked-to-original" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-bjy9jMbwPgU/TkkVgs9deQI/AAAAAAAAAKc/JkoCZDvwqbc/s800/IMG_6132-thumb.jpg" height="285" align="left" width="380" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a><br style="clear: both" />Je me suis fait mon feu d'artifice perso ...<br />A Genève, les invités d'honneur étaient L'INDE et comme on me la fait pas, je suis partie à la montagne (trop rare ces temps le beau temps pour gambader là-haut)<br />Donc cette année pas de film si ce n'est celui-ci.</p><p style="clear: both"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-YJ-pFFb9LVk/TkkXTT2mLAI/AAAAAAAAAKo/xUu0OainOCA/s800/ferret-full.jpg" class="image-link" target="_blank"><img class="linked-to-original" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-h1hC_ACfydQ/TkkXSPDrwaI/AAAAAAAAAKk/qUnE3RqScp4/s800/ferret-thumb.jpg" height="384" align="left" width="380" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a><br style="clear: both" />Le val ferret va vers l'Italie c'est ici que le premier loup est passé.</p><br class='final-break' style='clear: both' /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289735079850812862-2951593571502372503?l=pourlevoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FWyAAKkC2jz_EsMeXi5BN3S-sAY/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FWyAAKkC2jz_EsMeXi5BN3S-sAY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FWyAAKkC2jz_EsMeXi5BN3S-sAY/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FWyAAKkC2jz_EsMeXi5BN3S-sAY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lmoi/~4/asX0aJ2FA4Q" height="1" width="1"/>L. émoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17396474031679087695noreply@blogger.com0http://pourlevoir.blogspot.com/2011/08/blub-bloublub.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289735079850812862.post-27915212319565478312011-07-29T11:38:00.001+02:002011-07-29T11:40:13.657+02:002011-07-29T11:40:13.657+02:00<p style="clear: both"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lelwet/5987244784/" class="image-link"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-o2ymGdgyX5s/TjJ_oFptV8I/AAAAAAAAAKU/59aBZ0bbrNw/s800/5987244784_dfb4bbbc30-thumb.jpg" height="285" align="left" width="380" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a><br style="clear: both" />Peut-être juste pour dire que maintenant c'est mon appa à tofs qui me lâche grave!:(<br /><br />A qui/quoi la suite?</p><br class='final-break' style='clear: both' /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289735079850812862-2791521231956547831?l=pourlevoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/34o-Hg0e8vfY0FNCB92LoIPI3k8/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/34o-Hg0e8vfY0FNCB92LoIPI3k8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/34o-Hg0e8vfY0FNCB92LoIPI3k8/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/34o-Hg0e8vfY0FNCB92LoIPI3k8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lmoi/~4/MyAk1TvWMD0" height="1" width="1"/>L. émoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17396474031679087695noreply@blogger.com0http://pourlevoir.blogspot.com/2011/07/brindille.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289735079850812862.post-63504644979703017112011-07-06T13:20:00.001+02:002011-07-10T10:17:42.868+02:002011-07-10T10:17:42.868+02:00<p style="clear: both"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-dar1uclre4E/ThRE7XA_2eI/AAAAAAAAAKI/jwpoFewxw1M/s800/IMG_5794-full.jpg" class="image-link" target="_blank"><img class="linked-to-original" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-aSZ7Wbg9iv0/ThRE6JcBTpI/AAAAAAAAAKE/KiHze1UfR_o/s800/IMG_5794-thumb.jpg" height="285" align="left" width="380" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a><br style="clear: both" />Je rentre par l'Italie juste le temps de voir le couché de soleil depuis le col du St-Bernard, il fait 3 degrés brrrr.<br />Au moment de repartir tiens les roues sont bloquées!<br />Une deux ça repart...<br />Arrivée à la maison le garage me dit c'est la boîte à vitesse qui lâche! <br />Galèèèèèèèèèère galère!!! Y en a marre!</p><p style="clear: both"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-rV2tvqNKh9M/ThRGBsEc-VI/AAAAAAAAAKM/17EbK7s26uk/s800/IMG_5806-thumb.jpg" height="285" align="left" width="380" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /><br style="clear: both" />Malchances?</p><p style="clear: both">MAJ- (3 semaines plus tard) nouvelle caisse et revisite au saint bernard cette fois plein de touristes! Et de gros chiens baveux (zut j'ai oublié mon app de tof ^^)</p><br class='final-break' style='clear: both' /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289735079850812862-6350464497970301711?l=pourlevoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eZL00dt9ijIQTZ3oOHGzAbQeYQU/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eZL00dt9ijIQTZ3oOHGzAbQeYQU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eZL00dt9ijIQTZ3oOHGzAbQeYQU/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eZL00dt9ijIQTZ3oOHGzAbQeYQU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lmoi/~4/7J82y2Xj-B8" height="1" width="1"/>L. émoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17396474031679087695noreply@blogger.com0http://pourlevoir.blogspot.com/2011/07/ouille.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289735079850812862.post-47473678758533649452011-05-24T12:57:00.001+02:002011-05-24T12:57:47.701+02:002011-05-24T12:57:47.701+02:00<p style="clear: both"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TduPKuVNTrI/AAAAAAAAAKA/4sdXhgKFrn8/s800/dangerL-full.jpg" class="image-link" target="_blank"><img class="linked-to-original" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TduPJl8ZIGI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/wWxQO8cICeU/s800/dangerL-thumb.jpg" height="213" align="left" width="380" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a><br style="clear: both" />Take care!</p><br class='final-break' style='clear: both' /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289735079850812862-4747367875853364945?l=pourlevoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/oZ9OFRO5xv0BQ7CEIFPOajmysGs/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/oZ9OFRO5xv0BQ7CEIFPOajmysGs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/oZ9OFRO5xv0BQ7CEIFPOajmysGs/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/oZ9OFRO5xv0BQ7CEIFPOajmysGs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lmoi/~4/lIV_NStcNrQ" height="1" width="1"/>L. émoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17396474031679087695noreply@blogger.com0http://pourlevoir.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289735079850812862.post-44024518087869595742011-04-26T12:07:00.001+02:002011-04-26T13:35:19.888+02:002011-04-26T13:35:19.888+02:00<p style="clear: both"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TbaZWlX-52I/AAAAAAAAAJo/FE3azRp5LoI/s800/pak2011-mod2-full.jpg" class="image-link"><img class="linked-to-original" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TbaZVO4VG5I/AAAAAAAAAJk/7iW5v9G8GCw/s800/pak2011-mod2-thumb.jpg" height="282" align="left" width="380" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a><br style="clear: both" />Lundi de Pâques<br />Je me promène dans ce sentier longeant la haie et ce champ de colza (ondulant entre canari et or safrané)<br />J'adore ces lumières d'ombres d'intenses luminosité accentués là par le colza ... On se croirais en été.</p><p style="clear: both"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TbaZX3r_LbI/AAAAAAAAAJw/4JZyy420_Vk/s800/pak2011-mod-full.jpg" class="image-link"><img class="linked-to-original" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TbaZXJ5ok5I/AAAAAAAAAJs/nOPeSxcbzMA/s800/pak2011-mod-thumb.jpg" height="281" align="left" width="377" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a><br style="clear: both" />Je ne me rend pas compte tout de suite de cette ligne rousse ... qui avance ... avance?</p><p style="clear: both"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TbaZZImeZ5I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/-79RQSsuY9Y/s800/renard-colza-mont-full.jpg" class="image-link"><img class="linked-to-original" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TbaZYdIIEFI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/1_O3oT4MDZE/s800/renard-colza-mont-thumb.jpg" height="281" align="left" width="377" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a><br style="clear: both" />Je m'arrête, elle s'arrête ... aussitôt elle part à angle droit, je ne peux que suivre les fleurs jaunes qui s'agitent, puis plus rien.<br />Je lance un caillou ... rien!<br />Alors je continue ma ballade, dans ce silence et ces danses.<br />Tiens je me demande qui a été la plus surprise ?</p><br class='final-break' style='clear: both' /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289735079850812862-4402451808786959574?l=pourlevoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5NvmgylwDSgmazGQ2p2UklL6aY4/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5NvmgylwDSgmazGQ2p2UklL6aY4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5NvmgylwDSgmazGQ2p2UklL6aY4/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5NvmgylwDSgmazGQ2p2UklL6aY4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lmoi/~4/Av4eJls8v1A" height="1" width="1"/>L. émoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17396474031679087695noreply@blogger.com0http://pourlevoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/colza-dances.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289735079850812862.post-55752634314850058912011-04-19T12:43:00.001+02:002011-04-19T12:43:09.961+02:002011-04-19T12:43:09.961+02:00<p style="clear: both"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lelwet/5634287594/" class="image-link"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/Ta1nOWzOM6I/AAAAAAAAAJc/8ETbCljKvXc/s800/5634287594_b2e77f9d93-thumb.jpg" height="213" align="left" width="380" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a></p><br class='final-break' style='clear: both' /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289735079850812862-5575263431485005891?l=pourlevoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0nQjH6GGTf1Dttn1HPFdYBvvg6I/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0nQjH6GGTf1Dttn1HPFdYBvvg6I/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0nQjH6GGTf1Dttn1HPFdYBvvg6I/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0nQjH6GGTf1Dttn1HPFdYBvvg6I/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lmoi/~4/8w9BK7G29Lc" height="1" width="1"/>L. émoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17396474031679087695noreply@blogger.com0http://pourlevoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/dans-la-douce-protectrice-profondeur.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289735079850812862.post-87462531942769266722011-04-13T09:49:00.000+02:002011-04-13T10:47:51.638+02:002011-04-13T10:47:51.638+02:00<p style="clear: both"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TaLIDCzS_5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/IAXNRRgmQEA/s800/49-mod-full.jpg" class="image-link" target="_blank"><img class="linked-to-original" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TaLICueFpWI/AAAAAAAAAJU/agPIm5LUQ78/s800/49-mod-thumb.jpg" height="254" align="left" width="380" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a><br style="clear: both" />Comme je le dit clairement ... <br />J'ai plus besoin des trucs et machins du kawa et de b'dees et du saintfoin ...<br />Y fodrais je mabille ... et je sortie !<br />---<br />J'ai sortie et j'ai revenue.<br />---<br />;-)</p><br class='final-break' style='clear: both' /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289735079850812862-8746253194276926672?l=pourlevoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Q1PKblDwjuzXSbKv-JTBqjHtOPE/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Q1PKblDwjuzXSbKv-JTBqjHtOPE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Q1PKblDwjuzXSbKv-JTBqjHtOPE/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Q1PKblDwjuzXSbKv-JTBqjHtOPE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lmoi/~4/LFPirpUdmj0" height="1" width="1"/>L. émoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17396474031679087695noreply@blogger.com0http://pourlevoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/makette.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289735079850812862.post-43966094300111585452011-03-24T14:12:00.001+01:002011-03-24T14:17:03.478+01:002011-03-24T14:17:03.478+01:00<p style="clear: both"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lelvett/5555867424/" class="image-link"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TYtDUlj568I/AAAAAAAAAJM/UIccmk4uRik/s800/5555867424_f93896f70e-thumb.jpg" height="382" align="left" width="380" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a><br style="clear: both" /><br />Tiens un fer à cheval sur la route, pas prudent d'avoir laissé les clous ...<br />Un peu plus loin je vois un sabot comme ça seul sur la chaussée (inerte: je veux dire sans jambe qui bouge ou galope)<br />encore une bagnole emboutie, portières ouvertes avant défoncé et, une masse inerte bordée de badaux.<br />Un cheval roux une jambe en moin allongé (mort)<br />On voit de ces choses en se balladant pfff.</p><br class='final-break' style='clear: both' /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289735079850812862-4396609430011158545?l=pourlevoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tj6bBti9ywdnTl8w73fDvJmFQ54/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tj6bBti9ywdnTl8w73fDvJmFQ54/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tj6bBti9ywdnTl8w73fDvJmFQ54/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tj6bBti9ywdnTl8w73fDvJmFQ54/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lmoi/~4/QU3B588NBJc" height="1" width="1"/>L. émoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17396474031679087695noreply@blogger.com0http://pourlevoir.blogspot.com/2011/03/en-fer.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289735079850812862.post-8587306750884919942011-03-21T14:21:00.001+01:002011-03-21T14:46:43.316+01:002011-03-21T14:46:43.316+01:00<p style="clear: both"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TYdQxxMhkCI/AAAAAAAAAJE/C-uE0ztxZQQ/s800/clprtps-thumb.jpg" height="478" align="left" width="379" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /><br style="clear: both" />Et ça vaut bien une petite news, même si j'ai pas de vrais dessins ni de belles nouvelles</p><p style="clear: both"><span style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;"><iframe title="YouTube video player" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/yob09yqQqIM?rel=0" allowfullscreen height="308" frameborder="0" width="380"></iframe></span></p><br class='final-break' style='clear: both' /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289735079850812862-858730675088491994?l=pourlevoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/PesVU8eo0WcYoUCLRF9ISPDfj3c/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/PesVU8eo0WcYoUCLRF9ISPDfj3c/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/PesVU8eo0WcYoUCLRF9ISPDfj3c/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/PesVU8eo0WcYoUCLRF9ISPDfj3c/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lmoi/~4/Ue8McDav87k" height="1" width="1"/>L. émoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17396474031679087695noreply@blogger.com0http://pourlevoir.blogspot.com/2011/03/c-l.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289735079850812862.post-5533234892978705032011-03-12T11:16:00.001+01:002011-03-17T12:57:47.726+01:002011-03-17T12:57:47.726+01:00<p style="clear: both"><span style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;"><iframe title="YouTube video player" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/0VKOfrTXIu4?rel=0" allowfullscreen height="231" frameborder="0" width="380"></iframe></span><br style="clear: both" />Un soir une douce découverte amie à partager à mon tour.</p><p style="clear: both">When I was a childI looked up to the skyThought I saw you and IIn the clouds passing byWhen I was a boyI looked out at the seaThought I saw you and meIn the waves on a breezeAnd I still doStill doStill doWhen I was a childI had that look in my eyeI had a will to despiseMake destruction my lifeAnd I still doStill doStill doAnd I still doI still doStill doWhen I was a boyI looked out at the seaThought I saw you and meIn the waves on a breezeAnd I still doI still doStill doI still doStill doStill do<br />When I was a child<br />I looked up to the sky<br />Thought I saw you and I<br />In the clouds passing by</p><p style="clear: both">When I was a boy<br />I looked out at the sea<br />Thought I saw you and me<br />In the waves on a breeze</p><p style="clear: both">And I still do<br />Still do<br />Still do</p><p style="clear: both">When I was a child<br />I had that look in my eye<br />I had a will to despise<br />Make destruction my life</p><p style="clear: both">And I still do<br />Still do<br />Still do</p><p style="clear: both">And I still do<br />I still do<br />Still do</p><p style="clear: both">When I was a boy<br />I looked out at the sea<br />Thought I saw you and me<br />In the waves on a breeze</p><p style="clear: both">And I still do<br />I still do<br />Still do</p><p style="clear: both">I still do<br />Still do<br />Still do</p><br class='final-break' style='clear: both' /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289735079850812862-553323489297870503?l=pourlevoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5GfdMxoN6UrlYhKOYTU0E4WrEDo/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5GfdMxoN6UrlYhKOYTU0E4WrEDo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5GfdMxoN6UrlYhKOYTU0E4WrEDo/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5GfdMxoN6UrlYhKOYTU0E4WrEDo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lmoi/~4/4VcctEOYaUc" height="1" width="1"/>L. émoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17396474031679087695noreply@blogger.com0http://pourlevoir.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-still-do.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289735079850812862.post-60886534360727232072011-03-02T12:32:00.001+01:002011-03-02T12:32:25.364+01:002011-03-02T12:32:25.364+01:00<p style="clear: both"><span style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;"><iframe src="http://maps.google.fr/maps?f=d&source=s_d&saddr=Gen%C3%A8ve,+Suisse&daddr=51.944903,20.3943422+to:Rv98+to:54.38306,26.13304+to:Cahit+Dalokay+Blv%2FD300+to:Ceyhan-%C4%B0skenderun+Otoyolu%2FO-53%2FE91&hl=fr&geocode=FXjuwAIdWLldACnr4tCTBmWMRzE5vAt7NZW2oA%3BFcedGAMdZjE3ASkfINYP02kZRzGYgY1K1HeI7g%3BFVY8MgQduLutAQ%3BFdTRPQMdMMKOASkPZHGLQzjcRjE2J9MquDIwcw%3BFSYCTgId2GpWAg%3BFdSjMAIdbMMoAg&mra=dme&mrsp=5&sz=5&via=1,3&sll=35.173808,40.649414&sspn=18.597308,39.506836&ie=UTF8&t=h&ll=43.644026,30.234375&spn=30.482978,56.25&z=4&output=embed" marginwidth="0" height="285" frameborder="0" width="380" scrolling="no" marginheight="0"></iframe></span>Un p'tit voyage qui me siérait fort bien cet été ^^</p><br class='final-break' style='clear: both' /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289735079850812862-6088653436072723207?l=pourlevoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YSMRxCE7loRi_pNE62Rgb_qym-E/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YSMRxCE7loRi_pNE62Rgb_qym-E/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YSMRxCE7loRi_pNE62Rgb_qym-E/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YSMRxCE7loRi_pNE62Rgb_qym-E/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lmoi/~4/WNE5NVt8nd4" height="1" width="1"/>L. émoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17396474031679087695noreply@blogger.com0http://pourlevoir.blogspot.com/2011/03/hihi-p.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289735079850812862.post-83087099370356497712011-02-27T14:11:00.000+01:002011-02-28T15:03:37.096+01:002011-02-28T15:03:37.096+01:00<p style="clear: both"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lelvett/4900571031/" class="image-link"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4118/4900571031_8312421cfb.jpg" height="500" align="left" width="377" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a><br style="clear: both" />It is just coming like this out of my dream's, a day or a night!<br />Or from somewhere, must be over something!<br />Inside a dream... where trees are up and down, even upside down like my head!</p><br class='final-break' style='clear: both' /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289735079850812862-8308709937035649771?l=pourlevoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Ib0wKQcFK3l4aC_MbYFGJp-lnvU/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Ib0wKQcFK3l4aC_MbYFGJp-lnvU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Ib0wKQcFK3l4aC_MbYFGJp-lnvU/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Ib0wKQcFK3l4aC_MbYFGJp-lnvU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lmoi/~4/c83TEc5gqyo" height="1" width="1"/>L. émoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17396474031679087695noreply@blogger.com0http://pourlevoir.blogspot.com/2011/02/somewhere-over-things-and-inside-soul.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289735079850812862.post-7526522533395365662011-02-27T13:26:00.000+01:002011-02-27T14:13:47.791+01:002011-02-27T14:13:47.791+01:00<p style="clear: both">Je sais je blogue pas trop en ce moment faut se réjouir pour moi. <br />C'est pas faute d'avoir des idées de dingues et des trucs vraiment ouche à raconter. <br />Alors je fais des provisions, et quand je reviendrai ça pulsera. <br />Tournée générale de bisous.</p><p style="clear: both"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TWpC_jleINI/AAAAAAAAAJA/AZ8Bch289qU/s800/IMG_4788-full.jpg" class="image-link" target="_blank"><img class="linked-to-original" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TWpC-8ubZeI/AAAAAAAAAI8/KeKb5QbR7xo/s800/IMG_4788-thumb.jpg" height="213" align="left" width="378" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a></p><br class='final-break' style='clear: both' /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289735079850812862-752652253339536566?l=pourlevoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dEYgwZUCClQA3efGpfwWEB5gvwQ/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dEYgwZUCClQA3efGpfwWEB5gvwQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dEYgwZUCClQA3efGpfwWEB5gvwQ/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dEYgwZUCClQA3efGpfwWEB5gvwQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lmoi/~4/7DSNqJcvfnM" height="1" width="1"/>L. émoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17396474031679087695noreply@blogger.com0http://pourlevoir.blogspot.com/2011/02/eh-ouais.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289735079850812862.post-1022365436038779722011-01-20T11:59:00.001+01:002011-01-20T12:01:21.708+01:002011-01-20T12:01:21.708+01:00<p style="clear: both"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lelvett/5371950279/" class="image-link"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TTgVelhj63I/AAAAAAAAAIo/m787TCNq55s/s800/5371950279_49ea3193da-thumb.jpg" height="436" align="left" width="380" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a><br style="clear: both" />Ma petite maison dans les feuillages protecteurs... vers là où il y a les nuages!</p><br class='final-break' style='clear: both' /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289735079850812862-102236543603877972?l=pourlevoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Suxv_SUouuzTrBFZs2RHo0znpPM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Suxv_SUouuzTrBFZs2RHo0znpPM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Suxv_SUouuzTrBFZs2RHo0znpPM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Suxv_SUouuzTrBFZs2RHo0znpPM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lmoi/~4/kY0tX8hJVhI" height="1" width="1"/>L. émoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17396474031679087695noreply@blogger.com0http://pourlevoir.blogspot.com/2011/01/road-to-where.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289735079850812862.post-80005749777933565712010-12-27T15:22:00.001+01:002010-12-27T15:22:06.366+01:002010-12-27T15:22:06.366+01:00<p style="clear: both"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lelvett/5296824518/" class="image-link"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5081/5296824518_86956138c4.jpg" height="472" align="left" width="500" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a><br style="clear: both" />Merry Wishes...<br />J'ai prise la route des airs, une montée sinueuse pour l'au-delà, assez loin pour me couvrir du ciel et pas trop pour me cacher dans ces feuillages apaisants.<br />Juste là dans les cymes... c'est où je veux vivre, de là contempler les mondes visibles et invisibles.<br />Mélanger les vies en vivre mille, rester secrète sans me perdre éveillée à tout.<br />C'est un rêve, c'est mon rêve...<br />Que tous les vôtres se réalisent !</p><br class='final-break' style='clear: both' /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289735079850812862-8000574977793356571?l=pourlevoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/H_rFY_dp9HKuEqTuKIWBNJvUpH0/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/H_rFY_dp9HKuEqTuKIWBNJvUpH0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/H_rFY_dp9HKuEqTuKIWBNJvUpH0/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/H_rFY_dp9HKuEqTuKIWBNJvUpH0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lmoi/~4/VSIcHYPXC5I" height="1" width="1"/>L. émoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17396474031679087695noreply@blogger.com0http://pourlevoir.blogspot.com/2010/12/message-from-over-clouds_27.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289735079850812862.post-49970990411989575602010-11-01T13:25:00.001+01:002010-11-02T13:32:57.515+01:002010-11-02T13:32:57.515+01:00<p style="clear: both"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lelvett/5135788732/" class="image-link"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TM6xoyY-gpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/LT0ayLyzCHs/s800/5135788732_82c8891579-thumb.jpg" height="317" align="left" width="380" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a><br style="clear: both" />Se limiter à l'écran...</p><br class='final-break' style='clear: both' /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289735079850812862-4997099041198957560?l=pourlevoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bDAefvsA5qNql4meKF5CAWmRDtI/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bDAefvsA5qNql4meKF5CAWmRDtI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bDAefvsA5qNql4meKF5CAWmRDtI/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bDAefvsA5qNql4meKF5CAWmRDtI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lmoi/~4/N5G5C8nh_PM" height="1" width="1"/>L. émoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17396474031679087695noreply@blogger.com0http://pourlevoir.blogspot.com/2010/11/nasikoptere.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289735079850812862.post-55361965643956118172010-10-23T13:08:00.000+02:002010-10-24T10:45:09.609+02:002010-10-24T10:45:09.609+02:00<p style="clear: both"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TMLCKvZX2pI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/VV6nrhhb7SI/s800/effeuillee-full.jpg" class="image-link"><img class="linked-to-original" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TMLCbvPz08I/AAAAAAAAAHc/RhHoFahHAQQ/s800/effeuillee-thumb.jpg" height="258" align="left" width="380" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a>A y est je vais m'envoler, comme la feuille morte d'automne?<br />OH, non...<br />Si vous avez de l'imagination, vous pourrez me suivre au-delà de ce dessin.<br />Virevoltante et joyeuse...<br />Mais si vous n'en avez pas... <br />Aïe, vous ne verrez que ces branches vides et ces feuilles qui pourrissent au sol.<br />Et vous partirez, sans apercevoir un jour nouveau ces jolies feuillettes qui se frottent à la brise légère,Joyeuses et rieuses...</p><br class='final-break' style='clear: both' /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289735079850812862-5536196564395611817?l=pourlevoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rzJEsILFbiGIx-1JeEUBeBV6Bdo/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rzJEsILFbiGIx-1JeEUBeBV6Bdo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rzJEsILFbiGIx-1JeEUBeBV6Bdo/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rzJEsILFbiGIx-1JeEUBeBV6Bdo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lmoi/~4/evoqPfLv0QM" height="1" width="1"/>L. émoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17396474031679087695noreply@blogger.com0http://pourlevoir.blogspot.com/2010/10/effeuillee.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289735079850812862.post-54413137086338508162010-10-16T16:23:00.000+02:002010-10-16T16:23:16.505+02:002010-10-16T16:23:16.505+02:00<p style="clear: both"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lelvett/4896759157/" class="image-link"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4076/4896759157_3962832d1f.jpg" height="329" align="left" width="500" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a></p><p style="clear: both"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lelvett/4896773505/" class="image-link"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4138/4896773505_eff46d8596.jpg" height="329" align="left" alt="Une apm à 39" width="500" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a></p><p style="clear: both"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lelvett/4897383936/" class="image-link"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4077/4897383936_c43182b380.jpg" height="329" align="left" alt="Cinoche de mon enlèvement" width="500" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a><br style="clear: both" />Je l'ai vu dans ma tête comme ça, mais le travail m'ennuie trop.</p><br class='final-break' style='clear: both' /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289735079850812862-5441313708633850816?l=pourlevoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8FoBzoSLPWmHLN7UNmBa8MbteQ4/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8FoBzoSLPWmHLN7UNmBa8MbteQ4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8FoBzoSLPWmHLN7UNmBa8MbteQ4/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8FoBzoSLPWmHLN7UNmBa8MbteQ4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lmoi/~4/i3zAMTJJ5uk" height="1" width="1"/>L. émoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17396474031679087695noreply@blogger.com0http://pourlevoir.blogspot.com/2010/10/un-carnet-de-voyages.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289735079850812862.post-31651339993175967912010-10-15T09:56:00.002+02:002010-10-16T15:35:51.907+02:002010-10-16T15:35:51.907+02:00<p style="clear: both">... je dis que des fois il y a des séries graves.<br />N’arriver à rien, ne pas vouloir de contact, ne rien oser montrer se sentir nulle.<br />Alors je fais cette news par dépit.<br />Me faire croire que j'existe un peu.<br />Je montre un vieux dessin de cet été, et je rajoute du bleu pour mieux rêver.</p><p style="clear: both"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TLgJM67klsI/AAAAAAAAAGY/JEOc2b-7Y5M/s800/le-gouffre-modif-full.jpg" class="image-link" target="_blank"><img class="linked-to-original" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TLgJLAvqfrI/AAAAAAAAAGU/qiAuqmDlZV4/s800/le-gouffre-modif-thumb.jpg" height="267" align="left" width="379" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a><br style="clear: both" />Je passe vite là-dessus, comme cette tomate croisée un autre jour sans inspiration. Et splaschhh...</p><p style="clear: both"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TLgKV_FASyI/AAAAAAAAAGg/cVlj95qXlpU/s800/tomatoes-full.jpg" class="image-link" target="_blank"><img class="linked-to-original" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TLgKv5HtxoI/AAAAAAAAAG4/oXD5npHVp7s/s800/tomatoes-thumb.jpg" height="265" align="left" width="378" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a><br style="clear: both" />Et ça caille ....</p><p style="clear: both"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TLlzlkxskMI/AAAAAAAAAHI/nzMrTOY0Xg8/s800/retour-full.jpg" class="image-link" target="_blank"><img class="linked-to-original" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TLlzkwO-9kI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Defdf21cgsU/s800/retour-thumb.jpg" height="220" align="left" width="380" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a><br style="clear: both" />Et c'est comme ça!</p><br class='final-break' style='clear: both' /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289735079850812862-3165133999317596791?l=pourlevoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vz8rZSAAO9n2Q_miC77_Vp_xL5g/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vz8rZSAAO9n2Q_miC77_Vp_xL5g/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vz8rZSAAO9n2Q_miC77_Vp_xL5g/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vz8rZSAAO9n2Q_miC77_Vp_xL5g/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lmoi/~4/G7AVHdHqXyw" height="1" width="1"/>L. émoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17396474031679087695noreply@blogger.com0http://pourlevoir.blogspot.com/2010/10/des-fois.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289735079850812862.post-85775595400719448422010-10-12T11:41:00.000+02:002010-10-16T16:26:57.697+02:002010-10-16T16:26:57.697+02:00<p style="clear: both"><span style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;"><iframe class="youtube-player" title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vxINMuOgAu8" type="text/html" unlocked="" frameborder="0" height="305" width="500"></iframe></span><br style="clear: both" /><strong>True Blood</strong></p><p style="clear: both"> Je me la suis tapée la série d'un coup - <strong>ouf</strong></p><blockquote style="clear: both"><p>3ème saison moins top, mais quand même trop attachante. </p></blockquote><blockquote style="clear: both"><p><strong>Je suis décidée je ne me laisserais plus attrapper. Je dirais même plus point. •</strong><br />A la ligne </p></blockquote><blockquote style="clear: both"><p><strong><a href="http://www.lelwet.info/pages/music_files/01%20Bad%20Things.mp3" target="_blank">La musique du générique ;-)</a></strong></p></blockquote><br class='final-break' style='clear: both' /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289735079850812862-8577559540071944842?l=pourlevoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yaINAT-fKSeOyRa1WzAkLdo3NWM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yaINAT-fKSeOyRa1WzAkLdo3NWM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yaINAT-fKSeOyRa1WzAkLdo3NWM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yaINAT-fKSeOyRa1WzAkLdo3NWM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lmoi/~4/VC2i6VxIOnk" height="1" width="1"/>L. émoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17396474031679087695noreply@blogger.com0http://pourlevoir.blogspot.com/2010/10/true-blood-laissez-le-bon-sang-rouler.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289735079850812862.post-68043050128059510132010-10-01T15:17:00.000+02:002010-10-02T12:53:38.311+02:002010-10-02T12:53:38.311+02:00<p style="clear: both"><span style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;">Katykat...kiki...ouhhh<br /></span></p><p style="clear: both"><span style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;"><iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AM-zxT8z0aY" height="304" frameborder="0" width="500"></iframe></span><br style="clear: both" />✓ No tiene telarana Ibrahim Ferrer Buenos Hermanos Cuban 2003</p><br class='final-break' style='clear: both' /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289735079850812862-6804305012805951013?l=pourlevoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2i6lyW2A2DFeKUsmj5NxN1dq_Ek/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2i6lyW2A2DFeKUsmj5NxN1dq_Ek/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2i6lyW2A2DFeKUsmj5NxN1dq_Ek/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2i6lyW2A2DFeKUsmj5NxN1dq_Ek/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lmoi/~4/z5D4ahpVWmw" height="1" width="1"/>L. émoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17396474031679087695noreply@blogger.com0http://pourlevoir.blogspot.com/2010/10/chachacha.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289735079850812862.post-65132721904063937082010-09-28T13:12:00.001+02:002010-09-28T13:26:23.957+02:002010-09-28T13:26:23.957+02:00<p style="clear: both"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TKHP5fTfd5I/AAAAAAAAAFw/nZhqkWdcIPc/s800/IMG_1-full.jpg" class="image-link" target="_blank"><img class="linked-to-original" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TKHQwzkD8DI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Pqxufnf1OiA/s800/IMG_1-thumb.jpg" height="213" align="left" width="378" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a>Pas de chance au jeu</p><p style="clear: both"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TKHP6OJmdYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/cL8vCkqLRh4/s800/IMG_4049-full1.jpg" class="image-link" target="_blank"><img class="linked-to-original" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TKHQx_XxAYI/AAAAAAAAAGE/sVXyq1a8UHg/s800/IMG_4049-thumb1.jpg" height="285" align="left" width="380" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a>Incroyablement gros et puissant. Merci Dame nature... </p><p style="clear: both"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TKHQy0Exl0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/lT9OM1sIV50/s800/IMG_4024-extracted-thumb.jpg" height="244" align="left" width="379" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" />Un croq en passant vite fait.</p><br class='final-break' style='clear: both' /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289735079850812862-6513272190406393708?l=pourlevoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZmKIagDBABZazQFxSw3vhB3a4HE/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZmKIagDBABZazQFxSw3vhB3a4HE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZmKIagDBABZazQFxSw3vhB3a4HE/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZmKIagDBABZazQFxSw3vhB3a4HE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lmoi/~4/vUuDLrmi45o" height="1" width="1"/>L. émoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17396474031679087695noreply@blogger.com0http://pourlevoir.blogspot.com/2010/09/souvenir-d.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289735079850812862.post-45368546952565636202010-09-12T13:42:00.001+02:002010-09-12T13:42:11.943+02:002010-09-12T13:42:11.943+02:00<p style="clear: both"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lelvett/4976092639/" class="image-link"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TIy8jrqJezI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ovHVWZAWOUM/s800/4976092639_847a8313b3-thumb.jpg" height="456" align="left" width="380" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a><br style="clear: both" />Bon ça arrive...Quand tout nous lâche moral crayon stilo et tout et tout... <br />lol Bon ça arrive...!<br /><br /></p><br class='final-break' style='clear: both' /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289735079850812862-4536854695256563620?l=pourlevoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kvQRkB6NJoLPcB32M5jCTQV7oMU/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kvQRkB6NJoLPcB32M5jCTQV7oMU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kvQRkB6NJoLPcB32M5jCTQV7oMU/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kvQRkB6NJoLPcB32M5jCTQV7oMU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lmoi/~4/F1NhDuQ_RBs" height="1" width="1"/>L. émoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17396474031679087695noreply@blogger.com0http://pourlevoir.blogspot.com/2010/09/bon-ca-arrive.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289735079850812862.post-40362576063855559802010-08-16T18:40:00.001+02:002010-08-17T13:47:30.642+02:002010-08-17T13:47:30.642+02:00<p style="clear: both">Chu une que dalle, à se râper le cul parterre d'ennui.<br />Une limace baveuse dit -elle après une journée de taf intense!?? <br />Trop conne la fille... une envie de dessiner et les crayons s'éloignent .... . . . !</p><blockquote style="clear: both"><p>Et le papelard se gondole de rires vexants.</p></blockquote><p style="clear: both">J'arrive juste écrire ça, pourtant, J'en crève d'envie (: de dessiner, eh,lis comme il faut :)<br />Plus qu'à me déchirer dehors, dans le froid k'est relà. Putain trop dure tout ça!</p><blockquote style="clear: both"><p>Bon reste positive Lel, t'as déjà pu coucher ça sur le papier.</p></blockquote><p style="clear: both">Bon je file on m'attend. Ouste et bisous.</p><p style="clear: both"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lelwet/4801669298/" class="image-link"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4118/4801669298_03b107fb7c.jpg" height="281" align="left" width="500" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a></p><br class='final-break' style='clear: both' /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289735079850812862-4036257606385555980?l=pourlevoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7LnQXWWxC6aZMo9scNoR5YZIA5w/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7LnQXWWxC6aZMo9scNoR5YZIA5w/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7LnQXWWxC6aZMo9scNoR5YZIA5w/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7LnQXWWxC6aZMo9scNoR5YZIA5w/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lmoi/~4/AKW4YtZkdTY" height="1" width="1"/>L. émoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17396474031679087695noreply@blogger.com2http://pourlevoir.blogspot.com/2010/08/untitled.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289735079850812862.post-57070967129015604952010-08-12T15:55:00.003+02:002010-08-14T12:01:09.939+02:002010-08-14T12:01:09.939+02:00<p style="clear: both"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bT0zMN9St3c/TGVCDwqk8bI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/VXaegzl8jFw/s1600/fourmiejolie.jpg" class="image-link"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bT0zMN9St3c/TGVCDwqk8bI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/VXaegzl8jFw/s320/fourmiejolie.jpg" height="240" width="320" style=" text-align: center; display: block; margin: 0 auto 10px;" /></a>Tu fais quoi petite fourmi? Hein? Tu ne dis rien? Foooourmiiiiiiii t fe koi?<br />Tu vas où comme ça, t'as une famille ou tu es toute seule?. Oh very sorry, tu t'appelles comment? Tu vas bien? ...Hein? ... MOI? Lel! ah, tu trouve joli? Ah jolie!!! tu me trouves jolie ... hihihi. Moi aussi t'es juste trop belle :D La prochaine fois que je te vois je t'appelle comment dit moi? Non non non, je te prends pas avec moi, eh ça va la tête?!<br />M'en fou. Boude va. de toute J'emmène pas des inconnues à la maison, moi!<br />Trop tard! Non, trop tard, Je veux pas me faire chier avec une dragueuse!<br />Ben saute.. Hihihi oh la chieuse ...! Siiiiii, t'es une chieuse ...Mdr!<br />M'en fou dès je roule tu t'envoleras, avec chance dans un pré joli en malchance contre le pare-brise d'un gros camion.<br />BON.<br />Allez salut!<br />WROOOOOOOOM......</p><p style="clear: both">Questions:<br />Comment s'appelle une fourmi dragueuse.<br />Peux-t-elle se tuer en sautant de ma ture.<br />Sniff elle est où mainant?</p><p style="clear: both">PS: :P<br /><br /></p><p style="clear: both"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TGQFPrCZPHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/5L1LeH14ozs/s800/L_fe_mouche-full.png" class="image-link"><img class="linked-to-original" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Or4wRwiWBQE/TGQFO5WblcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/aKWGvSHgsLk/s800/L_fe_mouche-thumb.png" height="263" align="left" width="379" style=" display: inline; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a><br style="clear: both" />(dessin:patte de mouche et tempête de mots)</p><br class='final-break' style='clear: both' /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289735079850812862-5707096712901560495?l=pourlevoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2NEJidVpPOQNVC4o8g1RP4oPGow/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2NEJidVpPOQNVC4o8g1RP4oPGow/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2NEJidVpPOQNVC4o8g1RP4oPGow/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2NEJidVpPOQNVC4o8g1RP4oPGow/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lmoi/~4/Da4FNAms9Wc" height="1" width="1"/>L. émoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17396474031679087695noreply@blogger.com2http://pourlevoir.blogspot.com/2010/08/tu-fais-quoi-petite-fourmi-jolie.html