31.3.05
These Days in Search Engines
Even though you might feel inclined to look for the meaning of the Demons & Wizards' song Fiddler on the Green here, you will not find it. I don't think you'll find it anywhere, but does it matter? It's a darn great song, meaning or no meaning.
Thanks to a slight misspelling, I'm still the top result of MSN searches for Hitler qoutes. Correct spelling will find produce better results. Shall I go and correct my post? No. Too lazy.
And for the end, a FAQ which finds a Reality Check Committee's memo.
Freaky Days of Our Lives
30.3.05
Interior Design
29.3.05
Sweet

Once, this was a candy machine. Now it's a monument to a culture.
28.3.05
Not Even a Cold
Eyes Rolling Enough to Warm Myself Up
I should've let it be. But no. Curiosity killed the cat, they say. I found this. Which left me entirely jaw-hanging-open speechless.
Well...
I think I'll really need more help than this. And I think I'll have a cold when I get up in the afternoon.
27.3.05
Take Two: Hoping for More Cooperative Weather
Nothing.
So go away. I don't like you.
26.3.05
Take One: General Rehearsal
24.3.05
Days of Our Lives, Continued
23.3.05
Urges, Desires, Cravings.
Days of Our Lives
I so love being lost in time... :)
22.3.05
EE-yoo!
21.3.05
Bureaucracy Universal
20.3.05
Spring Equinox
And I'll add the Summer Solstice to my calendar, so I don't forget it.
19.3.05
Precious Weekends
18.3.05
Public Transportation
Since it's a Saturday, I have two choices: to be too early, or too late. Since it's a Saturday, the only trains available are the one at 0728, and the one at 1228. The one at 0828, which would be rather useful, is Monday-through-Friday-only. The choice is between getting up earlier than I do on workdays, or not going at all. For the fuck's sake.
So I think I'll just go by car. I don't like trains, anyway.
Name the Song
Fear resistance when I'm awake...
17.3.05
Lack of...
16.3.05
Their Blood As Cold As Ice...
Wonderful things, ectotherms... And people actually say that the cold-blooded creatures are 'lower' on the evolutionary ladder than us endotherms. I wish they'd try fasting for almost a half a year... I'm sure they wouldn't feel so high and mighty afterwards.
15.3.05
We Are Paying Cash
The Croatian Prime Minister came to Bruxelles to ask the Euro-bureaucrats for help with modernising this, restructuring that, and making something else more efficient. He was promised all the necessary aid, help, and counsel, but they asked him, how is Croatia going to pay for all that? And he replied, cash.
Not a very funny joke when told in English - it's one of those word game things that don't translate well. The Croatian word for 'cash' is the last name of the most wanted Croatian, General Ante Gotovina, an undisputed hero of the war that Serbia waged on Croatian territory, and an accused war criminal. The cause of the fact that, in two days, Croatia won't be starting negotiations to join the EU, as was scheduled. (You'll hear the current Prime Minister saying, thinking and hoping that the negotiations will be starting on Thursday, but he's just trying not to lose the upcoming local elections.) I hear it's a precedent.
General Gotovina's guilt or innocence is not the issue here, although what he hopes to achieve by having his name associated with the names of Radovan Karadjic and Ratko Mladic in UN Security Council resolutions is beyond me. Whether he will go and defend his honour in front of the Hague tribunal, or keep hiding, is his decision to make. I'm not going to judge him for it, because I'm not sure I'd do differently myself, were I in his shoes.
Some say that he's holding the entire country hostage by refusing to surrender. This couldn't be farther from the truth.
The blame lies on the Government of Croatia (and all its institutions), both the previous and the current one. The previous one, for letting him go into hiding in the first place, in a vain attempt to appease certain more, khm, conservative parts of the electorate, and not lose the elections. The current one, for actively and vocally supporting (appeasing the afore-mentioned parts of the electorate) his escape while in the opposition, and then nominally trying to catch him when they came to power, while our intelligence services spied on the Hague investigators instead of looking for Gotovina. The belated attempts to order, through the newspapers, the relevant agencies to 'intensify' the search didn't look well, either. Simply put, we have no respect for our own laws and obligations, and this is just the one example that is most obvious to the international community.
It is not Ante Gotovina's fitness to be a member of the European Union that is being judged here. It is the fitness of the Republic of Croatia that is in doubt. The Republic of Croatia, to the great sorrow of its citizens, is sadly unfit.
14.3.05
Joys of Travel Planning
Everything would be so much easier if I lived in a more convenient place... Like Dublin, for instance. You can go everywhere from Dublin, and for very little money. So unlike Zagreb...
13.3.05
Spring
And I think Blogger is broken.
12.3.05
Wishlist
Also, Robert Skalli Cabernet Sauvignon 2001 > Robert Skalli Cabernet Sauvignon 2000. The 2001 one is a rather lovely wine, in my non-expert opinion.
11.3.05
The Darwin Award
One of this year's nominees, my personal favourite, died of suffocation by his own gas emissions while sleeping in an almost airtight room. Even three of his rescuers got sick. Since I'm pursuing a war against vegans right now, I'll note, with premeditated malice, that the guy's diet reportedly consisted mostly of beans and cabbage...
10.3.05
Pain Not Mine
That's one of the super-powers I'd like to have... To be able to share people's pain and make it less for them that way.
9.3.05
A Saying!
8.3.05
Dull Wits
7.3.05
A Single Premonition
6.3.05
Irradiated Bird

Here's the bird, getting irradiated by Mr Monitor. I suppose he likes sitting there because it's warm, and we don't let him sit on the fireplace...
Let the Sleeping Bird Lie

Igor, dozing off on my shoulder.

And asleep.

Of course, when one's being flashed at by one's most inconsiderate perch, one can't sleep, can one?

Yeah, I woke him up. Now he's eyeing me sideways...

And this would be the either-entertain-me-or-I'm-going-back-to-sleep look.

Since I didn't show any inclination to be entertaining, the bird went back to sleep.
You might think this would be a good time to take the bird and put him into his cage to sleep. Wrong. If I did that, Igor wouldn't just not settle down and sleep, he'd proceed to make as much noise as possible. Trust me, that's a lot of noise. He's got a mighty voice and two bells, and he's not afraid to use them.




