De cand n-am mai scris, s-au intamplat cateva lucrui interesante.

 

Duminica am fost prin cartierul evreiesc. Nu are mai mult de 3 strazi dar are vreo 5 sinagogi, cazinouri, restaurante scumpe si magazine pe masura....ce mai, cartierul de lux din praga.

 

Am fost la fantana Krizik care e foarte foarte faina. Nu mi-au prea iesit pozele. Am incercat ceva la inceput, dar dupa un minut am renuntat: eram prea preocupat sa stau cu gura deschisa, asa ca pozele le-am lasat pentru altadata.

 

Am fost aseara la Muzeul instrumentelor/obiectelor de sex. Am vazut tot felul de chestii pe-acolo si am facut si destule poze, dar nu pot sa le pun pe blog de teama sa nu mi-l strearga astia si sa privez lumea de acest izvor de intelepciune. M-am distrat tare de tot la o vizionare de film porno din 1925. Mi-e greu sa pun in cuvinte cat era de naspa. In primul rand, in 1925 filmele erau inca mute, si nici asta nu a facut exceptie. Povestea era urmatoarea: o tipa intr-o biserica, o corupe popa la prostii. Tipa era extrem de urata si de grasa. Avea atata par ca puteai sa-ti crosetezi sosete groase de iarna din el. Si tipul inalt, cu mustata si parul uns, extrem de slab si de rapciugos, cam ca Bator asa, incepuse sa se masturbeze in timp ce aia dansa finut in fata lui. Cam atat am prins din film, ca mi s-a facut sila si am plecat.

 

In seara asta, la metrou, a venit la mine si la Cristina un cersetor. Mai trecuse pe la o femeia, de unde a primit si niste bani. A venit si a inceput in ceha: Va rog...(atat am inteles). Inainte sa apuce sa mai zica ceva i-am spus scurt Nu. Omul a ramas socat de cat de repede l-am expediat. Nu-i venea sa creada ca nu am de gand sa-i dau nimic si ramasese cu gura cascata. Asa ca i-am facut semn discret cu capul sa se tireze.

 

P.S. - pentru cine vrea poze de la muzeu, dati un mail pe spydare@hotmail.co.uk si o sa va trimit.

 

Noapte buna

Astazi am avut parte de o zi de munca normala cu tot cu overtime. Am inceput lucrul de dimineata, pe la 10, cu o tura printr-un mall si la ora 11 am revenit acasa pentru masa de pranz. Pe la 12:30 am ajuns la castel si a inceput cu adevarat munca.

 

Prima oprire, catedrala Sf. Vitus, in care am crezut ca nu se poate intra. Totusi, s-a putut si nu a costat nimic, ceea ce m-a surprins. Am vazut pe rand vitralii, picturi, sculpturi, morminte de patriarhi, altarul, mormantul Sfantului Ioan di Nepomuk, intrarea in cripta regala, unde sunt inmormantati cei mai mari regi ai Boemiei, capela Sf. Wenceslas si Turnul Sudic. Acest din urma turn, avea 287 de trepte de la baza pana in varf, pe o scara ingusta pe care incapeau destul de greu 2 oameni. Traficul pe acolo e incredibil, dar privelistea de sus e pe masura efortului. Totusi, nu recomand urcarea claustrofobilor sau oamenilor cu probleme de respiratie...Inca niste lucruri care m-au impresionat: mormantul sfantului era din mai mult de o tona de argint, iar capela Sf. Wenceslas avea peretii ornatii cu mai mult de 1000 de pietre semipretioase. Si cand spun pietre semipretioase, nu va ganditi la o chestie finuta care poate fi pusa pe un inel...in nici un caz; pietrele erau de fapt niste bolovani mai mici, in diametru mai mari ca o minge de tenis.

 

A urmat castelul Praga, unde intrarea costa 175 CZK, dar include vreo 7 chestii pe care le poti vizita: castelul in sine, un muzeu de istorie a orasului, biserica Sf. Gheorghe, "manastirea" Sf. Gheorghe, Golden Lane, o expozitie de fotografii si turnul pulberii.

 

Le-am luat pe rand...vezi pozele. In castel era ascunsa o capela, destul de veche asa, prima data fiind constuita prin 1130. Ca orice vestigiu care se respecta a luat foc cel mult o data la 200 de ani, asa ca a fost permanent reconstruita de catre alt rege. Totusi in muzeul de istorie nu am putut face nici o poza, era strict interzis. Cel mai impresionat am ramas de coroanele regilor si sceptrele cardinalilor: incrustate cu pietre pretioase si semipretioase. Biserica Sf. Gheorghe nu e mare deloc, dar e si ea foarte veche. Chestia de langa se numeste St. George Convent si se traduce prin manastire. In orice caz, numai manastire nu a fost. Statui si picturi din plin, a semanat mult mai mult cu o expozitie permanenta de arta. Cel mai tare m-a marcat numarul de reproduceri ale crucificarii lui Iisus...In toate marimile si formele, le-am vazut de la inceput pana la sfarsit, desi cea mai dura a fost prima(i-am facut si poza). Golden Lane e strada pe care locuiau aurarii, ca sa scape de taxele din oras...oamenii erau zgarciti si pe atunci: dupa ce ca lucrau in aur toata ziua si aveau din belsug, nu stiau ce sa faca sa scape de impozite. Strada e foarte faina, cu multa casute mici si tot felul de anticariate din care iese un miros puternic de batigase parfumate. De acolo am intrat direct intr-o temnita cu instrumente de tortura, si de acolo am mers in turnul pulberii. Cica aici alchimistii cautau mai de mult piatra filozofala...acum a ramas doar mirosul dupa ei. Ultima oprire: gradinile de pe metereze, care pe langa faptul ca sunt frumoase, mai gazduiau si o expozitie de fotografie in aer liber.

 

Am mancat dup-aia la un restaurant dragut unde am baut si un pahar de vin. Acum stau in pat frant de oboseala si ma pregatesc de somn, asa ca noapte buna!!!

 

p.s. - nu uitati de pozeeeeeeeeee

Astazi m-am intors in Praga pentru 3 zile de relaxare, care vor fi urmate probabil de 3 saptamani de over-time. A venit si iubita mea cu mine si azi am reusit sa vizitam primele chestii impreuna. Am dat o tura rapida pe la Muzeul National si Piata Wenceslas, am mancat ceva pe la un restaurant dupa care am plecat amandoi la plimbare.  

 

Am vizitat dealul Petrin. Chiar daca am mai fost o data acolo, am tecut fara sa vreau peste cateva chestii, dar am recuperat astazi. In primul rand, a fost o coada luuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunga la funicular, asa ca am urcat dealul pe jos. Ca toate ghidurile turistice, va recomand calduros sa urcati cu funicularul si sa coborati pe jos, nu invers. A fost greu dar a meritat. Un parc fain, o livada de pomi fructiferi si niste trepte mai tarziu am ajuns undeva. Inca nu stiam unde, dar am trecut printr-o arcada dintr-un zid si m-am trezit cu Cristina intr-o gradina mica dar aglomerata de flori si alti brusturi . Pentru ca mi-e greu sa descriu cum era si pentru ca nu am mai vazut inca nimic asemanator pana acum, recomand sa vedeti intai pozele. Data trecuta am vizitat labirintul de oglinzi; de data asta la fel, numai ca am facut si poze. Nu cred ca am iesit chiar sexy in ele, dar merita vazute .

 

Am urcat si in turnul de observatie. Turnul asta e o copie in miniatura a turnului Eiffle, ceva in genul in ce avem noi la Slobozia, dar deschis publicului. In primul rand vreau sa zic ca in momentul in care am luat decizia de a urca in turn tocmai incepuse sa tune, batea vantul si in general vremea era urata. Ca sa fiu si mai clar, pe vreme urata, cu pericol de furtuna cu tunete si fulgere, ce-ar fi sa urc in cel mai tare paratrasnet din Praga . Cand am terminat de urcat toata cele 299 de trepte am observat ca vantul care batea misca si turnul cu el. Ahem...cateva poze rapide si pa .

 

Inainte de turnul de observatie am vazut si gradinile de trandafiri. Ce m-a intrigat pe mine in mod special...un labirint desenat cu vopsea pe asfalt in mijlocul caruia se afla o inimioara. Am inceput cu Cristina sa mergem pe carare sa ajungem in mijloc. De unde: dupa primele 3 curbe Cristina a inceput sa triseze si a ajuns rapid mult inaintea mea, dupa care s-a lasat pagubasa. Eu m-am invartit constiincios in cerc vreo 3 minute, am ajuns pe la jumatea drumului dupa care am renuntat si eu.

 

Pe drumul de intoarcere am vazut o pasa care sprijinea un copac. Reactia a fost urmatoarea:

- Uite o pasarica...

Cristina a inceput sa rada si mi-a adus aminte ca si cand mai treceam prin Poli, in loc sa spun uite pasarele, ziceam tot timpul uite pasarici. Da, o mica greseala, ce sa zic. Acum daca m-ar fi vazut cineva entuziasmat pe trotuar spunand:

- Uite ce pasarici dragute!!!

probabil m-ar fi etichetat automat cu titlul de calculatorist, pervers, obsedat sexual, care se entuziasmeaza si tremura de emotie doar cand se afla in preajma unei fete...Ahem...

 

Maine urmeaza la revizitat zona castelului...Revin cu poze si impresii noi. Probabil o sa intalnesc iar palcuri de japonezi anuntati la meteo .

 

Nazdravi!!!

pfiu! bine ca am scapat.

 

povestea a inceput acum 8 luni, cand nervul uneia dintre maselele mele a luat decizia de a-si pune capat zilelor. nu am gasit niciodata o explicatie, si am ramas doar cu un mare gol. asa ca, la cateva zile dupa rev, inainte de intoarcerea in campul muncii, am vizitat un antreprenor de astfel de nervi, care l-a ingropat sub un strat temporar de ciment. am promis ca in 2 luni de zile o sa revin si o sa transform stratul temporar intr-unul permanent. asa ca astazi, la 8 luni dupa tragicul moment, am revenit. cu regret am fost anuntat ca pe langa nervul cazut cu ceva timp in urma, mai am doua masini lovite in parcare. asa ca, omul, un bun mecanic de asemenea, a inceput reparatiile. cu bormasina tiuind, fiecare adancire a gaurii dadea nastere la noi si noi dureri in inima mea. de fiecare data impunsaturile erau mai aproape de centrul durerii, care pana in acel moment nici nu stiam ca exista. vestea buna e ca una dintre masini a fost reparata cu succes, iar la cealalta mai e putin de chituit.

 

pe scurt si in traducere:

 

cu intarziere, am fost la dentist sa-mi pun o plomba si m-am ales cu 3. tin sa spun ca ultimele 2 m-au durut din plin si singurul moment in care durerea a devenit suportabila fost atunci cand dentistul m-a intrebat:

- te doare tare?

- da!!!!!!!!

- vrei sa-ti fac o injectie?

- nuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!!

 

noapte buna!

 

eu maine merg la finisari, asa ca a mea nu stiu cat de buna o sa fie  

 

p.s. - am ramas cu 2 probleme nerezolvate:

- un dentist, daca are carii, la ce dentist merge? oare e mai bun ca el?

- ar fi fain daca oamenilor li s-ar face poze la dentist, cu fata contorsionata de durere, corpul incordat si transpirat tot...

Intr-o zi acum vreo 2 saptamani, in drum spre un magazi, am trecut pe langa o cladire care avea intrarea ornata cu 2 statui: un barbat si o femeie care isi intindeau mana unul celuilalt. Oamenii erau sculptati mai mare decat in realitate. Chestia pe care am observat-o a fost urmatoarea: de ce are femeia statuie sanii atat de mici? Poate astea sunt preferintele sculptorului, sau poate asa erau tendintele artisitice in vremea in care a fost facuta sculptura. Totusi, am ajuns la alta concluzie: daca artistul ar fi respectat intru totul proportiile, sanii ar fi fost suficient de grei incat bucata de piatra sa se rupa . Concluzie la concluzie: nu poti sa nu apreciezi in fiecare zi cat de bine e construit corpul omenesc .

 

Noapte buna din nou

So far I've got one complaint about what I write: "man, you drive my crazy with everything you write about food".

 

So tonight I will write about something I drank recently(today and yesterday).

 

Just to keep it short, it was a bottle of wine from 1977, called "Taina de murfatlar". I'm not much of a wine expert and I don't usually know what to look for in a wine. For me it's a 50/50...maybe I like it, maybe  I don't. This wine, it is a Chardonnay, and I'm guessing it was half-dry, my favourite. You could tell it's a bit older from the colour, which was a bit darker, the smell, not so strong as of more recent bottled wines, and the taste, which was more intense, especially at the tip of the tongue. Hihi...just writing about it makes me want to drink another glass. Anyway, you could really feel the alcohol, despite the fact that on the case says it has only 12%.

 

I'm going to grab just a little more now, and keep thinking about the the wines of the future. If all goes well, this week I hope I'll try one from 1997, and, knowing me well enough, I'll write about it too.

 

Nighty nite!

Yes I am! This answers a whole bunch of questions. I'm thinking to write about my obsessions, but discussing the problem would take way to much, and I only have minutes until sleep kicks in.

 

I've just returned from Harry Potter and The Order of the Phoenix movie. It's a good movie, but like all the others before it, it pretty much failed to capture all the magic in the book. 

 

Today I was discussing with a friend over messenger about it.

- so, did you get to see Harry Potter?

- yup

- and how ws it

- nice, you'll like it more because you read the books, but the ending is pretty strange; it leaves the action suspended.

I've thought: well yeah, it's not the last book, it's supposed to leave you wondering, but really, how bad can it be? Usually the ending is a pretty important part of a movie.

 

Despite all the special effects, great acting, surprising theme or other stuff movies like to say they have, the ending is the one that produces your last feeling in the cinema; the feeling you leave with. If you have seen Secret Window you know what I'm trying to say. My feeling was confusion. I really didn't noticed when the movie ended, that's how sudden it actually was. Now, after getting home, I remember the battle in the end, then some flashing newspaper headlines, then a 1 minute talk between Harry and Dumbledore, and then the lights went on. Usually, when I read a book, I have a cocktail of feelings bottled up inside: happy because it finished, sad because it finished, desire to read more(even after the last book), curiosity about the future and I always try to remember the details in the past and get a better understanding of the plot. My only hope is that the last Harry Potter movie, when it will be released, won't end like this. That would suck donkey balls. Excuse my coloquial language, but I've been raised on the South side of the Park.

 

As a second topic, I'm starting an obsession list; and I have also in plan to start writing short fictional stories. I think it will be a little like cooking: never done it before, but with a little more attention, I'll produce something eatable....ahem....readable.

 

Good night to you all! Even to the ones that never sketched a smile while reading this...it's never to late.

Pupici! 

Pe rand:

 

- in seara asta am fost la un restaurant din zona si am comandat ceva din meniu, ceva din carne de porc, la gratar. Dupa 25 de minute vine chelenrita cu o pulpa de porc pe un carpator mare, cu niste mustar, varza si hrean langa. M-a pufnit instant rasul....n-am vazut in viata mea asa ceva...un picior de porc la mine in farfurie. Cred sincer ca porcul a fost omorat direct pe carpatorul ala .

 

- pe metrou am observat cu Cosmin ca nu mai prea sunt turisti japonezi. Cosmin a ajuns la concluzia ca au migrat inspre tari mai vestice. In fiecare zi trebuie sa se anunte la meteo miscarea vantului, ploile, si directia inspre care se indrepta grupurile de japonezi....

 

- am vazut The Simpsons Movie, on a big screen, si a fost foarte tare; m-a motivat sa merg si la Harry Potter and The Order of the Phoenix tot la cinema;

 

Atat.

Full day today...

 

Let me put it first into context: today was the last day(I hope)m of 2 weeks of 2 hours overtime at work. It was also a day worthy to be remembered thanks to a few funny stuff that happened to me. Of course, I didn't exactly appreciate the above mentioned stuff as funny when it actually happened....quite the opposite, hehe .

 

First of all, before I forget this thought, I tried last night the infamus cevapcici. They are exactly like our "mici" back home, but smaller. The portion consisted of 10 pieces and they were very good. One problem, though....back home I used to serve them with mustard, and drink a beer after. Here, I really missed the mustard.... Missing the beer in Czech Republic is like missing sand in the desert.

 

Anyway, this morning I didn't feel very good to start with. Then I went to work and felt worse. My stomach had some compaints about something, I don't know what, but all the morning I felt like a baloon ready to explode. Lunch didn't solve my problem, so I went to a pharmacy near-by work. I entered the pharmacy, knowing that the pharmacist doesn't speak a lot of English (been there before), thinking about how can I explain my problems. I was with my friend Cosmin. I took him with me because he's really good at explaining stuff to strangers who don't understand anything(example: he explained in at least 2 different restaurants that he wants his fried noodles thin, not thick...eventually the waiters got to know him and what he wants). So, I went to the desk and asked for something for the stomach. The lady started telling me some medicine names like I knew what they were...I say, ok, just show me something. And the lady brings me a medicine in a very coloured package, with everything written only in Czech, and maybe Slovak, but God knows there's not much difference, especially to me. I asked for something else: the pictures on the package were of a guy who was sick and ready to throw up, unlike me, whose problem was with the other end.... I tried to explain that, and I quote, "stomach, full of air, ballon", while indicating at the same time with my hands that I feel pregnant. Then the lady brought me something like Orbit drops for stomach aches(especially when you eat too much, but this wasn't it: for me, it's never too much ), and something else that I actually bought. Then, something known under different names(Placebo effect, Holy Water, Power of suggestion etc.) kicked in when I took the first pill and fell all better.

 

At about 7 I left work alone and decided to go and eat something. I got to the metro station most convenient to me (I.P. Pavlova, if you're ever around), and started the wait for the tram. I got into the tram that came and I was one step closer to dinner. I was thinking: I'll have dinner alone; the phone isn't much fun, it's a pretty long wait until I get my order, and just looking at the sky and nearby building can only kkep me busy for 5 minutes, so I should buy a newspaper or magazine in English to make the time pass faster; but there is no place to buy a newspaper on my way....and while thinking that I looked out the window and saw one; next thought: shit, I'm in the wrong tram .

 

Dinner was great: tagliatelle con frutti di mare...there were shirmps, clams and some little octopuses who you could eat whole . All went down even better with a glass of white wine.

 

In conclusion, due to everything that happened until now this week, and especially today:

- the only overtimes I'll do will be sleeping and clubbing;

- the only food I'll eat will be the one I'll cook(taking my cooking skill to the next level: potato soup);

 

P.S. - this week I established a new personal liquid consumption record:

- from Monday to Wednesday I managed to drink:

1) 8x 1.5 l bottles of water/juice at work     

2) 2 x 1.5 l bottles of water at home           

3) 2 x 0.5 l beers                                      

4) occasional 5 o'clock ice tea + tap water  

 

Total: around 17 liters, give or take. I'd like to see some one top that;

 

Have a good night and don't wake me up...

Pentru toti scepticii, care cred ca singurul lucru la care sunt bun e sa beau bere si sa ma uit la desene animate, am hotarat sa public reteta de tocanita de cartofi.

 

Pentru ca reteta sa aiba succes, aveti nevoie de urmatoarele ingrediente: ceapa, carne taiata cubulete, cartofi si pasta de rosii/bulion. Se pune intr-o oala, in putin ulei, carnea taiata la prajit. Carnea o sa elimine destul de multa apa, asa ca prajitul initial o sa fie mai degraba o mica fierbere. Totul la foc mic . In timp ce carnea se patrunde putin, taiati cartofii bucati. Taiati si ceapa in bucati cat mai mici. Cel mai probabil o sa aveti ghinionul sa va usture ochii de la ceapa si jumate din ea s-o taiati tinandu-i inchisi. Cand carnea incepe sa sfaraie in ulei(aka s-a evaporat apa lasata de carne in prima faza), puneti ceapa putin la rumenit. Nu puneti ceapa de la inceput cu carnea pentru ca o sa se prinda de fundul oalei si nu iese treaba cum trebuie. Dupa ce se caleste putin si ceapa, adaugati pasta de rosii si apoi cartofii. Turnati apa pana cand acoperiti cartofii. Se adauga sare dupa gust. Puneti capacul la oala, dar nu-l asezati complet deasupra; lasati un spatiu cat de mic prin care sa mai iasa aburii, ca sa nu va dea amestecul in foc. Se tine in continuare la foc mic pana cand se evapora suficineta apa si se fierb cartofii. In timp ce asteptati sa se termine, puteti sa efectuati diverse alte activitati casnice: TV, music, friends, books, news, telefon, net; in orice combinatie doriti.

 

Va dati seama daca reteta a avut succes in felul urmator:

1. miroase bine, are gust bun si arata exceptional

sau

2. toata casa si tot palierul miroase a tocanitza de cartofi

 

In cazul in care o sa va iasa ceva ars, puturos si necomestibil, nu pot sa va spun ce sa faceti, pentru ca mie nu mi s-a intamplat niciodata .

 

Pofta buna!

 

P.S. - daca va ganditi sa serviti doar a doua zi ceea ce ati pregatit, lasati intai mancarea sa ajunga la temperatura camerei inainte de a o pune la frigider.

M-am hotarat sa scriu despre ultima carte Harry Potter aparuta, si pe care de curand(de 10 minute), am terminat-o de citit. Nu o sa scriu nimic efectiv despre actiune din doua motive foarte simple:

- cei care nu sunt interesati de carte in mod special au aflat deja miezul de undeva de la televizor sau de pe net;

- cei care sunt interesati si vor sa o citeasca, merita sa afle sfarsitul singuri.

 

Si totusi, o sa incerc sa vorbesc despre carte. Are un inceput, un cuprins si o incheiere. Cele 3 parti impreuna se intind pe 607 pagini. In momentul in care am deschis cartea prima data am observat ca nu avea un semn de carte. Din ce mi-am dat seama dupa, nu trebuie sa o deschizi mai mult de o data pentru a o citi pana la sfarsit, deci acel semn nu-si avea rostul. Pot sa spun ca mi-am indeplinit cu succes obiectivul pe care mi l-am propus alataieri seara, acela de a termina cartea astazi.

 

De placut, mi-a placut foarte mult, cu multe rasturnari de stiuatie si cu explicatii ale evenimentelor foarte greu de ghicit. Din punctul meu de vedere e o carte foarte plina de neprevazut, in care nu reusesti sa gasesti foarte usor toate firele de legatura intre personaje si, cel mai adesea, eu m-am impiedicat de ele. In general, intr-un film sau intr-o carte, imi dau seama destul de repede si de aspectele mai putin evidente, deci cu atat sunt mai incantat ca aici nu am reusit. Citind acum cartea asta, mi-am dat seama cat am uitat din celelalte. Concluzia simpla este ca merita sa fie recitite, pe indelete, fara teama de care m-am lovit acum, de a nu afla sfarsitul de la altcineva. Am ramas acum cu un amestec de buna-dispozitie, optimism si oarecum dezamagire, pentru ca totul s-a terminat.

 

Probabil o sa fie autori care vor vrea sa continue cartea. Vor scrie despre copiii, nepotii si verii de-ai doilea, treilea si paispelea ai lui Harry. Poate altii vor scrie despre tatal lui Harry Potter, sau vor incerca sa recreeze istoria celorlalte personaje de dinainte sa dupa ce actiunea s-a sfarsit. Poate vor fi unii care vor incerca sa povesteasca cu cine se va intalni si lupta Harry in viata de apoi, si totusi cartea asta va ramane unica pentru mine si pentru multii altii pentru ca nu are cum sa fie altfel.

 

Acum, revenind la treburile zilnice, merg sa gatesc  ... di nou. Sper sa-mi iasa ce fac azi cel putin la fel de bun ca friptura de porc cu cartofi prajiti de aseara.

 

P.S. - un mic citat:

Si cand te gandesti ca toata lumea imi spune ca sunt copil pentru ca citesc asa ceva...cand cartea e plina de invataminte

Tonight the last book of the series appears. I will be in front of a bookstore tomorrow morning at 9 AM sharp. Tomorrow I will not write anything or do anything else than read the book. If not finished tomorrow, by Sunday it will be done. And on Sunday I'll write about it. Why did I like, without any spoilers for other people that want to read it.

 

The only things that can keep me from finishing this book tomorrow are:

- beer

- cooking

 

Hopefully I will get to do the 3 together, so that the day will be a full success.

 

Astazi am fost foarte multumit de performantele mele ca bautor de apa pentru ultimele 3 zile, si doar la munca. Am consumat 7 sticle de apa plata, 1 de ice tea si inca o cutie de nectar. Au fost 3 zile productive, ce pot sa zic. Ma gandeam ca, atunci cand mi-e sete, beau lejer 100ml apa/secunda. Dunarea are un debit de 5200 mc/secunda. Asta inseamna cam 5 200 000 l/secunda. Per total, ar fi nevoie de 52 milioane de oameni ca mine ca sa oprim Dunarea din curgere. Si asta ma aduce la urmatoarea problema: pentru un rau micut, ca Milcovul, cam cati oameni ar fi destui ca sa-l "soarba dintr-o sorbire". Eu zic ca cel mult 500.000. Daca stau si ma gandesc asa, Hora Unirii nu glumea in privinta asta. Adevarul clar este ca daca oamenii chiar ar fi vrut, ar fi baut un rau interg, chiar daca numai pentru o secunda.

 

Cam atat pentru acum. Ma duc sa calculez cam de cati oameni e nevoie ca sa sorbi apa din robinet

 

Noapte buna

During these past few days I've had a couple of things on my mind.

 

First of all, I'd like to say that receiving e-mails that contain this exact phrase: Highly Importance, pisses me off, especially when the e-mails are from people who should know better, because it's their job to know better. I'm guessing that "Highly Imporant" and "High Importance" are not trendy this season, and maybe they'll never be again, since their combination has such a powerfull, more full of bullshit pronunciation.

 

The other thinkg I have been thinking about is related to food and the way we eat it. I was thinking about the fact that we, europeans eat with forks, and chinese people eat with chopsticks. Who is right when it comes to choosing the way we eat. Of course, today, both ways are largely embraced mostly due to the fact that they've both been around for centuries.

I was thinking about the people that invented these tools. What was in their mind? How did they come to invent them? For me, these eating tools are only a development of older eating habits.

For example, I imagine europeans, before the Dark Ages, taking a sword or knife and stabbing a big piece of animal, then maybe grab it with their hands, stick their fingernails inside and start devouring it to the bone. I consider that the same stabbing movement is present in our day to day eating habits when we use the fork. It also allows us to take a bigger piece than we can eat in one bite, or maybe even bigger than we can eat. On the other hand, I imagine chinese people using their hands to eat, but taking smaller pieces and one at the time. I think that's why they invented the chopsticks. To me, they look like longer fingers with which you gently grab as much as you can eat once.  I think that the chopsticks are simpler and more elegant than forks. But for me eating with them is much harder. Maybe if I knew how to use them better I wouldn't be so dazzled and think about their "history". Besides, the spoon is used equally in both cultures, so I think that both civilizations were onto something.

 

This is all for now...I'm going to go running!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

1. discutie inteligenta

2. punere la curent cu ultimele stiri (informatia inseamna putere) + ca e bine sa afli daca un meteorit va lovi sau nu pamantul, macar nu mai cari umbrela cu tine la servici crezand ca se intuneca si ploua

3. o iesire in oras, cina la restaurant si opera

 

How it works for me:

1. am 2 fluturi care nu tin minte cand au venit in vizita, dar de cand am aprins veioza nu am mai avut ce discuta cu ei

2. tocmai ce-am terminat de vizionat sezonul 3 din MASH

p.s. - azi am carat umbrela degeaba dupa mine, dar ieri m-a udat leoarca

3. mi-am gatit singur  you can't beat that. Si totul s-a desfasurat pe acordurile sublime ale Red Hot Chili Peppers

 

Now it's time for my 5 hour beauty sleep. Tomorrow night, boat party on Vltava. Pictures will follow soon after.

Also started my book list. I wanted to start a music list, but adding each song separately is murder. I could have spent all this night adding RHCP, Bob Marley, Metallica, Iron Maiden, Linkin Park, Rammstein, Las Ketchup(prietenii stiu de ce) and other songs. The book list(incomplete so far) is a lot easier to create and it takes a whole lot less space.

 

Nighty night!!!!!

 

 

 

 

This was one of the best days yet.

 

I strongly recommend going to Prague ZOO. It's great. Very big, with lts of animals and places to go. Among the animals I was very glad to see were: the polar bear, the asian elepants, some giraffes, a zebra, some camels and a whole bunch of monkeys.

 

I was stunned by the resemblance between us, as a race, and the Gorillas. One of the gorillas' name is Kihvu. It didn't look very much like our national football team captain , but who knows..... If I will go again I will reserve about  hours for the visit. But it's worth the time.

 

I personally named the bear Slanina. This bear was acting like a star: at first he avoided the water for about an hour and most of the tourists left. Later, when I came back, Slanina was putting on a private show for us. And he was really good. The yellow ball didn't stand a chance.

 

That's all for now,

 

Have a good day/night/whatever.

 

 

Last night: Lavka club. It's said to be the best club in Prague. I'm hoping it's not. There weren't a lot of people, so not much of an atmosphere. The music was good, no comment there. The club also has a terrace that streches out ot Charles birdge. The view from there is magnificent, but why go to a club just to see a nice view, right???????

 

There were a lot of English people and little locals. I think in order to find a good party place I have to go underground.

 

Also, these past 2 days I have been an active cook: tocanitza de cartofi and spaghetti with sauce and meat. They were very good and the smell reached the hallway. Hehehe....

First pictures of Prague!!! I went to see the castle and the cathedral within. Enjoy! I know I did!

 

Hehe.

http://prague.tv/prague/dining/latin-american/2257 - I recommend this place when you get here. Music is nice, a lot of people, although beer has prabably the same price as clubs in Romania do.

 

As promised, this is my second post today. I was thinking....I came up with this idea: what happens if you replace seat with shit and you start using it in every day expressions. I'll try some examples, but I really expect development on this one  After all, it's a bit of science.

 

How about the public transportation:

- Do you mind if i shit?

- This shit is for old people only

- I stood up and gave my shit to an elder person

- There are no free shits here.

- I insist! Take my shit

- Shit down already....!!!!

- There are 2 few shits in this bus

 

Or the restaurant:

- Take a shit please!

- Is this shit taken?

- Can I borrow this shit

- We need 2 more shits because our friends are coming later

- I grabbed a shit next to the bar

- I called and reserved an 8 shit table

 

At the cinema:

- This shit happens to be taken

- I reserved shits right in the middle

- Every shit has a number

- This shit is very comfortable

- Your shit is better than mine

 

At the concert:

- I'd give anything to find an open shit!

- We have the 2 best shits in the audience

 

At school:

- Ok kids, take your shits!

- We have to buy new shits for the classroom

- I always liked to shit into the first road

 

Anywhere else:

- Let's shit and relax for a moment

- We walked on the beach the rested and took a shit in the park

 

Well, this is about all the shit I could think of tonight! If you feel that anything has been forgotten, write it down and post a comment!

 

Now I'm going to shit on my bed and go to sleep

 

You should do the same!

 

p.s. - no more pictures for now, but soon, very soon(probably firday)