Tuesday, January 30, 2007
mi - Irinel, n-am uitat
e sarbatoare. Sf. Ioan.
i-am pregatit o troita... seamana cu troita de la Rarau.
i-as spune La Multi Ani.
mi-ar spune "Hehe...Irinel, n-ai uitat :)"
nu ... n-am uitat. nu uit, pentru ca uitarea ucide asa cum nici moartea nu poate sa ucida.
as bea un pahar de vin dulce...
Monday, January 29, 2007
Sunday, January 28, 2007
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Monday, January 22, 2007
Sunday, January 21, 2007
mi
Thursday, January 18, 2007
Sunday, January 14, 2007
fucky strike
Friday, January 12, 2007
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Eu si ratusca cea urata
De cate ori le vad impreuna ma gandesc la "Eu si ratusca cea urata"; pentru ca impreuna nu pot fi decat la fel de frumoase sau la fel de urate.
Ratusca cea care a ajuns sa se cheme ratusca tot asa cum a ajuns broscuta sa se cheme broscuta :) - din multa dragoste.
Si intotdeauna pastreaza un loc liber la mijloc... :)
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
din suflet
si pentru ca mi nu e numai gospodar de fel, ci si gospodina :p... dovada:
mi gateste din suflet; sau din cartof;
sau gateste din suflet cartof, sau din cartof suflet;
sau ca din suflet gateste cartofu'; nu, nu cartoful gateste, ci mi gateste din suflet cartoful;
sau ca din cartof gateste sufletul; mi! sufletul nu gateste! sau gateste?
ufff... nu stiu ... na... oricum... e cu ceapa, usturoi si morcov!
Monday, January 08, 2007
ca sa fie klar :)
... tot omu' gospodar are o bormasina la casa, iar mi este gospodar de fel, deci merita o bormasina. E drept... e cam micutza (bormasina e micutza, dar nici mi nu-i mare) , in schimb e strong enough sa gaureasca un perete de beton, pana s-a hotarat mi unde este locul potrivit pentru calendarul cu broscute :).
Stiu ca nu se potriveste deloc cu trandafirasii... dar era nevoie de o simetrie si armonie cromatica si psihica pentru prevenirea aberatiilor (psihice si cromatice, evident...) - e oricum mai reusita decat reclama la filmul lui Stalone :)) :)) :)).
Sunday, January 07, 2007
Saturday, January 06, 2007
Swing Brother, Swing. Weep No More
Laughing at life. I Don't know if I am Coming Or Going... How Am I to Know?
That's Life I Guess. Everybody's Laughing.
What Shall I Say? One Never Knows - Does One?
I'm Puling Through. Sentimental Melancholy. Having myself A Time. Getting Some Fun Out Of Life.
Here It Is Tomorrow Again. Tell me More and More and Then Some.
Guess Who?
My, Myself and I.
guess who... :)
That's Life I Guess. Everybody's Laughing.
What Shall I Say? One Never Knows - Does One?
I'm Puling Through. Sentimental Melancholy. Having myself A Time. Getting Some Fun Out Of Life.
Here It Is Tomorrow Again. Tell me More and More and Then Some.
Guess Who?
My, Myself and I.
guess who... :)
Monday, January 01, 2007
happy new year
And... one more time, let's go back to the jungle!
'cause there's a jungle out there... but not also in the Krone!
La multi ani! Happy new year! Frohe Neues Yahr!
Asta o sa tot aud de acum incolo pentru cel putin doua saptamani!
Ca am pasit cu dreptul sau am intrat tarash... nu mai conteaza. Conteaza doar ca m-am uitat inapoi si am spus "a fost un an bun" si am putut sa cant "what a wonderful world" din tot sufletul, cum am cantat doar singura, in garaj sau pe drumuri cu Bubu :).
And one more time... back to a wonderful world...
'cause there's a jungle out there... but not also in the Krone!
La multi ani! Happy new year! Frohe Neues Yahr!
Asta o sa tot aud de acum incolo pentru cel putin doua saptamani!
Ca am pasit cu dreptul sau am intrat tarash... nu mai conteaza. Conteaza doar ca m-am uitat inapoi si am spus "a fost un an bun" si am putut sa cant "what a wonderful world" din tot sufletul, cum am cantat doar singura, in garaj sau pe drumuri cu Bubu :).
And one more time... back to a wonderful world...
I see trees of green, red roses too, I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
I see skies of blue and clouds of white,
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shakin' hands, sayin' "How do you do?"
They're really saying "I love you"
I hear babies cryin', I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll ever know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world
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