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

From a Low Down Groove

Once more time...
Laughing at life. I Don't know if I am Coming Or Going... How Am I to Know?

Sunday, January 28, 2007

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

The cannons, I say, the cannons break down their tower and swing... I know not where.


Wheels... turning with the inconstancy of fortune...

never climb down, never...

go upward... climbing, grasping

Feel free... to feel, to believe, to think...

Monday, January 22, 2007

daca Dumnezeu nu ar exista

"Daca Dumnezeu nu ar exista, ar trebui inventat."

Sunday, January 21, 2007

mi

Mi... as vrea sa vada si pozarul meu ce vad eu...
Uneori el se incapataneaza... Uneori vede mai bine...


Imi place sa vad, cateodata imi place si ce vad...

Thursday, January 18, 2007

don't need no fuckin' doctor!


... definitely, absolutely, unquestionable...
Sometimes the blues is neccessary!!!

Sunday, January 14, 2007

fucky strike


mai bine nightlooser decat simply looser!
mai bine fucky strike decat lucky strike!

si totusi...
sometimes the blues is necessary.

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

nimic nu iese asa cum vrei

nu intotdeauna; doar cateodata! :)

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... :)




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...
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