Visitor

He sat alone in a coffee bar, silent, motionless, his eyes fixed on the door. He didn't move a muscle nor avert his gaze when I passed him to take a seat at the adjacent table. He didn't move when the waitress brought me and my partner the coffee. He sat in silence, like a statue, which he might as well have been if not for the breathing. Meanwhile, I was chatting about insignificant things while sipping my coffee. Somebody entered, one or two people left, but he barely moved. After a while another man entered, a box of cigarettes in his hand. He suddenly jerked up and pulled towards the man, then backed up as a leash tightened. The man came to him, sat at the table and stroke his dark hair. "Good boy! You looked after our table while I was out smoking. Now say hi to your friend over there."
The big black mutt's snout touched my hand, his tail wagging.

288 and counting...

indeed, still no sight of the sun. I haven't seen it at all in 2008 although the meteorologists say it showed up for about half an hour. 30 bloody minutes out of 17.300 minutes already gone this year!!! Damn, the world has gone mad (not that there's any news in that)!

A foolish copy / paste

carpe diem........ sieze the day

carpe deum........ god is a fish

carpe carpe....... sieze the fish

crape diem........ bad day

carpe diem........ complain daily

carpe per diem.... sieze the check

carpe canem....... sieze the dog

carpe devo........ sieze the record

carnivore carpe.... RUN!!

carpe calypso.... .sieze the DAY-O

               or  sieze the dance

               or  sieze the boat

carpe Teva........sieze the sandal

carpe noctum...... sieze the night

carpe horribilis.. sieze the ugly bear

carpe badjokius... sieze the teller of these jokes

240 and counting

and still no sight of the sun... I hate winter!!!!!!

What a load of rubbish!

I've been feeling rather miserable lately and just for the heck of it, I borrowed a quiz from another blogger so that anyone remotely interested can see who they're dealing with. So despite the fact that my only occasional reader has deserted this nonsensical blog, voila, here's juliana for you (yes, you!) :-

What Juliana Means

You are fair, honest, and logical. You are a natural leader, and people respect you. You never give up, and you will succeed... even if it takes you a hundred tries. You are rational enough to see every part of a problem. You are great at giving other people advice. You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way. And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life. You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it. You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow. You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily. Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is. You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing. You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long. You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start. You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. You have the classic "Type A" personality. You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people. You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts. You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.

What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?

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hours into 2008 already and not a single hour of sunshine... what a fucked-up beginning to the year!

Thank you, Europe!

As of January 1st Slovenia has taken over the six-month presidency over the European Council from Portugal. The consequences already show.

It's just past 3 p.m. and the rush hour has begun. Suddenly, the wailing of sirens pierces the fog and a few police vehicles with flashing lights make way through the already chaotic traffic, followed by a number of limousines containing diplomats from all over Europe.

Now, imagine you can't wait to get home to get rid of coffee-stained clothes (don't ask!) and you leave the office about 20 minutes after the delegation has passed hoping to catch a bus as soon as possible and you wait at the bus stop and you wait along with an increasing number of other people also eager to get wherever they are going and you wait some more and nothing happens. The traffic is barely moving and there's not a bus in sight, let alone your line. So you have enough of waiting and getting your feet cold. But you've already lost half an hour or so and you know it takes you about 50 minutes to get home on foot. But anything is better than waiting in the crowd which grows by the minute. So you walk, you walk through the fog along the main street, cross at the green light, take a turn, then another, then you walk some more and you get home almost an hour later than usual.

Well, thank you, Europe, for the stolen time (the exercise was useful, though)!