nedelja, 29. november 2009

Petra Cvelbar in MZT tečaj fotografije

Heidi - ho!
  Da ne bom predolg; ta vikend, od petka pozno popoldne dalje smo imeli Fotografski tečaj/delavnico Mestne zveze tabornikov Ljubljana (MZT). Predavatelja sta bila Blaž in Muc (in imela sta lepe asistentke.)

Petra Cvelbar pa je ena norka, resnično. (Seveda v odbito-pozitivnem smislu besede;). Učila se je pri Žigi Koritniku, fascinira pa jo črno-bela koncertna fotografija. Fotke povedo ... precej.

petek, 27. november 2009

New Moon a.k.a. Chippendales: The Return

Oh! Hi!
  (Didn't see you there, was busy thinking about all the rock-stone abs we've seen in cinema last night.)
  Yep, finally, thursday was here and thus Twilight: New Moon. Better than Twilight, but that's probably just because this time people on the screen were actually talking instead of just looking pretty and flabbergasted. (I Like the word, though I don't know where it came from...)
  Don't get me wrong, I like Twilight. One might go even as far as to say I'm sort of a fan, and I wouldn't dispute. But-uh, I dunno, lots and lots of pedowolves going around. The Pedowolves  The plot itself is great, of course, hail Stephanie Meyer (except for the little fact that she acts like a little girl - it's internet, lady, and thousands of Twilight fans have nothing to do with loyalty of your 'friends' and book five).
  THE GOODIES:
  • they use original quotations (or minimally changed)
  • we get to see more Jacob and less Edward
  • Aro is absolutely fascinating, great
  • Love the red, Volturi eyes
  • Alice is cools, as well as Jazz - inspite the fact he gets all crazy for Bella
  • the movie is actually a movie and not a ... screening of a therapy (movie 1)

  • Oh, btw, if you haven't seen it, you gotta watch the trailer.
    And then see the cracked trailer: here. Guinew Moon.
    If you've seen it: see the funny trailer.

    Oh, also this is quite nice: Laurent being a rastafari vampire. A guy dubbed over all the original scenes, it's hillarious. (The lips are a bit disgusting, but hey! who's judging?)

    torek, 24. november 2009

    Ljubezen gre skozi želodec

    "Ljubezen gre skozi želodec, pravijo." Kolikokrat smo to že slišali?
      Pa zdaj ne vem, ali sem jaz bolj počasen (oz. ne razmišljam kot ostali) ali pa ljudje to tako napačno predstavljajo in razumejo, da se skvari podoba o reklu, rečenici ali frazi. Dobro, obstaja tudi tretja možnost, da vsi vedo, kako je prav, ampak da se hecajo, češ, da gre za hrano. Talk for the babies, so to speak.
      Tako kot, vzemimo na primer, rek "v tretje gre Rado." Kam gre Rado? No, ampak res - vsi si predstavljajo, ponavadi vsaj tako izpade, da ljudje rečejo kot nekaj, kar nočeš, da se zgodi - češ, "ne izzivaj usode, če ne se bo nekaj zgodilo". Eeeeee, ravno obratno je: "v tretje se rado posreči" je mišljeno. (Vsaj tako mi je nek modrec enkrat razložil. Srečal sem ga visoko v gorah in imel je dolgo brado ... pa par slavistov mi je že to reklo, that's why.) Tako recimo, če mečeš laso na štor na drugi strani potoka (ok, morda slab primer ... ne vem za vas, ampak jaz to počnem vsako sredo in soboto, včasih pa še prvi ponedeljek v torku) in ti dvakrat ne rata, se reče: "V tretje gre Rado" in laso, kakopak, z imenom Rado, se zadrgne okoli štora. Jeeee!
      In ljubezen?
      "Lovaah! A trechearous thing!" (Davy Jones, Pirates of the Carribbean) Jah, ljubezen gre skozi želodec se mi je šele ravnokar pokazala v pravi luči (pa ne zato, ker bi jo čutil, sem pa razmišljal tako, malo jezikoslovno). Po mojem pomeni, da če je prava ljubezen, potem jo zagotovo čutiš tudi v želodcu - saj veste: metuljčki. Iiiiiiii. Ja, ok, calm down. Kajti tako močnih kemičnih reakcij, izgube spomina, spremembe metabolizma, povečana stopnja bazalnega metabolizma, hormoni levo in desnogor, svašta se dogaja in najmanj, kar je, je, da jo lahko/bi jo morali, če je prava, čutiti tam spodaj.

    Ne, malce višje sem mislil. V želodcu, vi pokvarjenci.

    nedelja, 22. november 2009

    The best of New Moon (Stephanie Meyer's Twilight "saga")

    Heidi- ho!
      Here are some of my favourite clips from the New Moon I read through the winding days of the summer.

    /.../   Both Jacob and Mike had claimed the armrests on either side of me. Both of their hands rested lightly, palms up, in an unnatural looking position. Like steel bear traps, open and ready.
    /.../   Jacob was back in a few seconds.
    "Oh, he's in there, all right," he said, rolling his eyes. "What a marshmallow. You should hold out for someone with a stronger stomach. Someone who laughs at the gore that makes weaker men vomit."
    "I'll keep my eyes open for someone like that." /.../
      I sighed, and then groaned when the sigh scraped my throat. I was reading too much into the story. Romeo wouldn't change his mind. That's why people still remembered his name, always twined with hers: Romeo and Juliet. That's why it was a good story. "Juliet gets dumped and ends up with Paris" would have never been a hit.  "Did I frighten you?" His low voice was anxious. This was very good, as delusions went. The face, the voice, the scent, everything—it was so much better than drowning. The beautiful figment of my imagination watched my changing expressions, with alarm. His irises were pitch-black, with bruise-like shadows under them. This surprised me; my hallucinatory Edwards were usually better fed./.../
        His face turned bright red. He took a few deep breaths before he answered.
    "Would you like to explain where you've been?"
    Oh, crap. "There was… an emergency."
    He raised his eyebrows in expectation of my brilliant explanation.


    Of course, there are even better moments, but seems most of the best humour is set in book three (Ecplipse) and four (Breaking Dawn). And no, I'm NOT reading book five until she decides she'srun out of money or will to stall or both.

    sobota, 21. november 2009

    Crab Nebula

    Will write more about nebulas some other day ... and link it - say right here, but it is not this day. (No, znalci, odakle su ove rijeći?;)
    Nice, huh?

    četrtek, 19. november 2009

    Religions of the World ... unite! (enter 'bananas')

    Common beliefs wish list:

    1. An unknown higher intelligence created our Universe.

    2. We are all connected through the higher intelligence that created us all.

    3. We evolve continuously as do our understandings and belief systems.

    4. All forms of life need their space to live and evolve unhindered.

    5. Our survival is dependent on the sustainable use of shared resources.

    6. Our happiness is interdependent therefore equality is paramount.

    7. We seek peace and confront problems head on using peaceful means.

    8. We celebrate life with every fresh breath of air.

    9. We own nothing but the life we are given.


    What else, or what different?
    blog it

    sreda, 18. november 2009

    Pijane študente domov trogat ...

    Yellow!
      Pridem domov, pa vidim tam iz pločnika viseti študenta, nekega Simona iz Kamnika. (Upam, da nisem izdal preveč podatkov;)
    Pa mu pomagam vstati, pa poizvem, kam je bil namenjen (mine 5 min, seveda).
    Pa da bi šla midva naprej (še 5 min). Pa greva naprej, pa prideva do prave ceste, a do hišne številke 60. Ujej, hm ... pa 62. Ne, to pa ne bo več prav. (Hodiva že 20 min.)
      Pa ga pustim tam (itak je bil tako naklan, da je v bistvu zaspal v stoje, držeč se za ulično svetilko) in grem po avto - falila sva, mogla sva it do številke 2A.
      Pridem nazaj, naštimam avto, vrečko za vsak slučaj, odprem okno, ...
    "Model - saj ne boš bruhal, ane?"
    "Ne, ne, ..., ne."
    "Aha ... no, lej: a bi rajš hodu al bi se rajš pelu?"
    "Hodu ... spal."
    Damn, ok, nisem tega hotu. "Errr ... okej - fulll je še daleč do tja. ... Aneda, da bi šu rajši z avtom, da bo hitreje? Jaz sem trezen, jaz lahko peljem."
    "Ja, ok."
    "Sam morš oblubit, da ne boš bruhal. Oz. da če boš ... okej, ko boš, da boš bruhal ČEZ okno ven?"

    "Ja, oblubm. Oblubm."
      Pa greva v avto, pa se usedem, pa človek že bljuva neki ven - "VEN, čez okno se nagni! ... Tako, ja... čez okno. ŠE MAL naprej, ti se kar .. ja tako, ja."
      In pol, po eni uri skupne poti, se končno odpraviva naprej, on pa kot en kuža glavo ven čez okno in jaz "Tko, ja ... nočni zrak je fajn, ane? Tko, hladen, ane? MMm, ja, dobr, ja, ..."
      Pa ti prideva do številke 29, 27, 8, ... pa 6 (vmes sem se spomnil, da moram na drugo stran ulice gledat), pa parkiram avto. In ga vzamem ven in greva iskat številko 2A. Seveda je vmes ena velika stavba (kjer on kao študira, čeprav ni bil ziher, ali je geodezija ali geografija pomojem), pa hiše - DAMN! Napačna ulica, nazaj.
      Pa prideva nazaj, pa še kar nič od hiše 2A, ..., pa se men začne mal svitat, da pa morda njemu ni ravno za zaupat. Okej, vzamem telefon, pokličem 1188 ..
    Seveda - nobenega Arha in podobnega priimka, ki mi ga je povedal Simon, ni bilo na tej ulici. "Hm, ..., kaj pa v Kamniku?" Noup. "Aha, okej - erm - hvala, lahko noč."

      In kaj naredim? Modela sem spravil na svoj armič, ki sem ga imel v avtu (že star, zbirateljske, arheološke vrednosti) in pod eno streho. Napišem še na listek nekaj kot: "Ni za kaj, ko se zbudiš, pokliči na: xxxyyyxxx ali pa pusti armič pri vratarju. Pa ne se ga več tako napit, ok? ;)"

    Armič mam že nazaj, prejle sem ga šel iskat. Volk sit, koza pa ... očitno naspana;)
    Svašta.

    torek, 10. november 2009

    It smels like teen spirit

    Mmmmm, a good beer.
    Perhaps the photo's will make it onto their page (the company that imports thy ale into the land of Slovenien).

    P.S.: I've got a digital camera.
    P.P.S.: It's really cool.
    P.P.P.S.: I mean, REALLY, really cool. (You get the picture, right?)

    P.P.P.P.S.: You thought you got away with P.P.S.es, right? Well, not really.

    (P.^5)S.: I also made a photoblog: aljobaljofoto - it's still rudimentary and photos aren't much, but I'm looking forward to making them better.

    četrtek, 5. november 2009

    They all go down a notch

    In lines with what I said (or tried to, anyway) in the precious post,
    I'm clipping this few lines that are a favourite of a friend of mine (Thanks, B.!):
    Lois: Peter, what the hell is this?
    Peter: My chastity belt.
    Lois: A chastity belt? What in God's name is that for?
    Peter: I'm abstinent Lois, it's all in these pamphlets Meg brought home from school. Sex turns straight people gay, and Gays into Mexicans, everyone goes down a notch.
    source: http://www.tv.com/family-guy/prick-up-your-ears/episode/830941/trivia.html

    source: http://www.barronsquotes.com/_/rsrc/1246181695540/c/chastity/peterchastitybelt.jpg

    Castration for Polish Paedophiles Opposed

    'This legislation is turning medical treatment into a form of punishment. We are not against the use of hormonal treatments to control the sexual impulses of those with a history of sexual violence, but we support its use as a treatment instead of a punishment, and it should be evidence-based and require the consent of the person undergoing the treatment.'
    vir: Rights: Castration for Polish Paedophiles Opposed.

      Oh, come on!
      I mean, just the other day (it was actually past Tuesday) we were debating with our professor on paedophile-mania we have in the world. NOW, the 1st grade teachers are not comfortable with touching 4, 5, 6, 7 year-olds, afraid of the act being labeled as pedophilia. HELLLO?
      I mean, If you're form a country with a long record of anti-pedophile propaganda in the media, can you just, for the sake of my arguments, cast yee judgements aside? See, here in S.LOVE.nia, this has not gone so far. Probably because the people have been more scared of a) coming out, b) telling the stories of harassment and so on, ... and so we haven't had many of those.

      BUT! A kid of 5 doesn't wear a tie in Slovenia and can barely tie his own shoes (different system;). How in the world is education supposed to be relaxing for the kid, educative even, and SAFE, if the teacher is not allowed (or is mortified by the fear of losing her/HIS job) to touch the child, say, in order to assist him/her with climbing on the playground.

      And this is also sexism! Male counterparts are practically all labeled "gay" and "pedophile", until proven otherwise. Come on, admit. Everyone has been eying everybody else differently in the past few years, since The March Of The Homosexuality and the pedophilia occurences.

      And just imagine: because of all the fear in the world and the people (the young parents and psychologists), a guy would be labeled a pedophile faster nowadays. According to some, it is best treated with hormones and drugs, to cure him of the notion.
    /.../ Turing's homosexuality resulted in a criminal prosecution in 1952—homosexual acts were illegal in the United Kingdom at that time—and he accepted treatment with female hormones as an alternative to prison. /.../
    (Alan Turing (see wikipedia here) was one of the fathers of IT; contributed to Hut-8, a code-braking machine during WW2, promoted usage of algorithms ...)

      Imagine, just try to, that the guy/lady is innocent. HELLO?!
    In dubio pro reo is what I'll say, before I go on for hours and hours.