tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-277433512008-07-08T16:36:05.541+02:00My Yavor and meYavorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11028300805382439865noreply@blogger.comBlogger97125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27743351.post-44299936390089786112008-07-08T16:02:00.015+02:002008-07-08T16:36:00.799+02:00Sha la la laaa<p><span>04.06.1982:</span> Born in Schlosswil, Bern (CH)<br /><span>1989 - 1998:</span> Primary School in Schlosswil, Bern (CH)<br /><span>1998 - 2002:</span> Secondary School in Bern Kirchenfeld (CH)<br /><span>07.2002 - 10.2002:</span> English course in San Diego (USA)<br /><span>10.2002 - 07.2006:</span> BA Business Administration in the University of Bern (CH)<br /><span>07.2006 - 10.2006:</span> Internship: marketing assistant at Philips in Barcelona (ES)<br /><span>10.2006 - 07.2008:</span> MA Business Administration at the HSG St. Gallen (CH)<br />since 09.2008: Account Manager at Microsoft in Zürich (CH)<br /></p><p>This is not me.<br /></p>Yavorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11028300805382439865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27743351.post-85172930361269946242008-05-14T09:52:00.004+02:002008-05-14T19:53:04.477+02:00Yo what's crackin'!I just checked the statistics for my website www.soundwasta.com. There were some pretty strange referers to my site. So I diged a little deeper. Seems like my Beatles and Shaggy (which I did 5 years ago!) track is still of some interest...<br />There are even a couple of videos of it on youtube!<br />Like this for example:<br /><div style="text-align:center;"><object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uxsD6kjXUsI&hl=en"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uxsD6kjXUsI&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object></div><br /><br />Or this:<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Klicken Sie hier, um dieses Objekt mit Adblock Plus zu blockieren" class="abp-objtab-07609085000060763 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/YOHIwYCIc80&amp;hl=en"></a><a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Klicken Sie hier, um dieses Objekt mit Adblock Plus zu blockieren" class="abp-objtab-07609085000060763 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/YOHIwYCIc80&amp;hl=en"></a><a style="left: 348px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Klicken Sie hier, um dieses Objekt mit Adblock Plus zu blockieren" class="abp-objtab-07609085000060763 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/YOHIwYCIc80&amp;hl=en"></a><object height="355" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YOHIwYCIc80&amp;hl=en"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YOHIwYCIc80&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"></embed></object><br /></div><br /><br />It's funny to see how far somethings that you do go. And how you loose control and they develop by themselves...<br /><br />This one is quite funny too:<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Klicken Sie hier, um dieses Objekt mit Adblock Plus zu blockieren" class="abp-objtab-07609085000060763 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/YOHIwYCIc80&amp;hl=en"></a><a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Klicken Sie hier, um dieses Objekt mit Adblock Plus zu blockieren" class="abp-objtab-07609085000060763 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/BLzqNUzjm0g&amp;hl=en"></a><a style="left: 348px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Klicken Sie hier, um dieses Objekt mit Adblock Plus zu blockieren" class="abp-objtab-07609085000060763 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/BLzqNUzjm0g&amp;hl=en"></a><object height="355" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YOHIwYCIc80&amp;hl=en"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BLzqNUzjm0g&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"></embed></object></div>Yavorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11028300805382439865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27743351.post-50884544324987833892008-04-24T11:53:00.003+02:002008-04-24T11:56:44.507+02:00Dan Gilbert: Why are we happy? Why aren't we happy?<!--cut and paste--><a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Klicken Sie hier, um dieses Objekt mit Adblock Plus zu blockieren" class="abp-objtab-006078402105519398 visible" href="http://static.videoegg.com/ted/flash/loader.swf"></a><object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" id="VE_Player" align="middle" height="285" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://static.videoegg.com/ted/flash/loader.swf"><param name="FlashVars" value="bgColor=FFFFFF&amp;file=http://static.videoegg.com/ted/movies/DANGILBERT_high.flv&amp;autoPlay=false&amp;fullscreenURL=http://static.videoegg.com/ted/flash/fullscreen.html&amp;forcePlay=false&amp;logo=&amp;allowFullscreen=true"><param name="quality" value="high"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="scale" value="noscale"><param name="wmode" value="window"><embed src="http://static.videoegg.com/ted/flash/loader.swf" flashvars="bgColor=FFFFFF&amp;file=http://static.videoegg.com/ted/movies/DANGILBERT_high.flv&amp;autoPlay=false&amp;fullscreenURL=http://static.videoegg.com/ted/flash/fullscreen.html&amp;forcePlay=false&amp;logo=&amp;allowFullscreen=true" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" scale="noscale" wmode="window" name="VE_Player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="285" width="320"></embed></object>Yavorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11028300805382439865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27743351.post-19505007447163199402007-11-12T12:41:00.000+01:002007-11-12T12:44:34.479+01:00No just yetThere are a lot of things happening right now and I know that I should update this thing soon but not yet. I need some time to put things into order before writing them down.Yavorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11028300805382439865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27743351.post-37023921329222778282007-10-01T14:38:00.000+02:002007-10-01T14:59:10.679+02:00SilenceWhen a 3 year old child dies because of a brain tumor suddenly all your problems seem so small and irrelevant. Colin my thoughts are with you.<br /><br />This blog will remain black and silent for the next week.Yavorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11028300805382439865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27743351.post-63020693689436220312007-09-20T21:26:00.000+02:002007-09-20T21:33:51.452+02:00SharingMaybe you have noticed: when I don't want to share anything here (or I don't have anything to share) I put on videos, pics and other things I find on the net. Here's again something. How much sharing can you handle?<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a style="left: 346px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/B6rTkp1dek4"></a><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B6rTkp1dek4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"></embed><br /></div><br />Here's the website: <a href="http://postsecret.blogspot.com/">http://postsecret.blogspot.com/</a>Yavorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11028300805382439865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27743351.post-81000513217624014842007-09-18T18:02:00.000+02:002007-09-18T18:03:41.627+02:00Music and Life - Alan Watts<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a style="left: 346px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/ERbvKrH-GC4"></a><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ERbvKrH-GC4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"></embed><br /></div>Yavorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11028300805382439865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27743351.post-38106785916972407372007-09-12T10:13:00.000+02:002007-09-12T10:18:50.278+02:00Supernerd IIII was so proud of myself... I thought that I have programmed a pretty cool script till I realized that I just created a huge security leak for our corporate website... I guess that it will be easier to start again from scratch than to try and close this open door. Go me!<br /><a href="http://usemycomputer.com/indeximages/2007/July/misc_tetris.jpg">This picture comes to mind again...</a>Yavorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11028300805382439865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27743351.post-84648336371801497692007-09-11T16:18:00.001+02:002007-09-11T16:29:49.585+02:00Walking in my Shoes<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://yavor.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSC00025-741612.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://yavor.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSC00025-741603.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://yavor.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSC00030-779846.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://yavor.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSC00030-779842.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://yavor.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSC00019-728523.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://yavor.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSC00019-728518.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://yavor.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSC00015-775637.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://yavor.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSC00015-775626.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://yavor.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSC00013-737489.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://yavor.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSC00013-737480.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://yavor.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSC00031-733285.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://yavor.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSC00031-733270.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://yavor.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSC00033-784943.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://yavor.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSC00033-784932.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://yavor.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSC00011-735893.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://yavor.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSC00011-735888.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a>Yavorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11028300805382439865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27743351.post-86444885713188174582007-08-28T13:52:00.000+02:002007-08-30T13:14:40.456+02:00Ubi bene. ibi patria<div>"Ubi bene, ibi patria" is latin for "Where one is happy, there is one's homeland" which I guess is a description of how I feel.<br />My time home in Bulgaria was pretty confusing. Now I'm home in Switzerland. How can I be home now if I was home yesterday but elsewhere? "Home" is a funny word. I think that in the sense that it's usually used in it's totally overrated. At least for me it is.<br />Back to my confusion... This time it was different for me. Usually I go home (there it is again...) for holidays, to spend a good time with friends, to see my family, to drink and party. This time I had it all although I didn't seek for it. I wanted to see what is happening, what is moving and why and what is standing still. I got a lot of impressions. Positive and negative ones. I didn't get much answers. I got more questions. Which is good. I like questions. Questions are directed to the future. They guide us. Instead answers are standing still. They are dealing with the past and bring us to a stop with a fake fealing of accomplishment. Anyway. I have a much clearer vision of my future. I know better where I belong to and what my role and purpose is. I know better how to get there. And I'm not talking about places right now but about actions.<br />I guess I found some sense and direction. Now I need to work on it and take care of my motivation in order not to lose it. If you read carefully you should have spotted this paradox: I'm confused but I found direction? Isn't this totally brainless? I don't think so. Confusion is good like questions are. And for the same reason.<br />I feel deep deep gratitude for my parents and all my friends who welcomed me so warmly. Thank you for your attitude, for the conversations and emotions which helped me to learn more about myself.<br /></div>Yavorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11028300805382439865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27743351.post-9544732870831095932007-08-14T06:44:00.000+02:002007-08-14T06:51:12.907+02:00PatternsI recognize a pattern - i'm much sleepier in the morning when there is rain. I need something to wake me up fast. Let's put on some music television. Yep. I was right: "Paul van Dyke feat. Jessica - White Lies". Jessica is stripping. She has a chair. She's using it in very innovative ways.Yavorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11028300805382439865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27743351.post-54460052955611561632007-08-13T06:41:00.000+02:002007-08-13T06:56:38.557+02:00Need coffee...There's the sun again. No rain no fog. But since this is not a weather forecast blog I owe you at least one thought. Usually early in the morning mine are not spectacular at all but here you go:<br /><br />Maybe you have seen a new video called "Brick and Lace - Never never". I'm sure that they could have a wonderful career. One looks like a clone between Beyonce and Kelly Rowland and the other one is brunette. They are jiggling and wiggling but unfortunately their sing is too "nothing special" and too uncatchy so my guess is - career over before it started. They could have used an Umbrella-ella-e-e or something like this. Well I'm not sad.<br /><br />And speaking of music television: why do they start with the ass and tits videos that early in the morning? While I'm typing this this guy is receiving a sexy car wash from 5 girls. One is licking his car, another one is blowing the car dry and a third one is squirting water from a hosepipe between her legs. I think this is massively offensive even more considering what time it is.Yavorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11028300805382439865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27743351.post-25256202095118400392007-08-12T06:46:00.000+02:002007-08-12T06:51:58.029+02:00Positivity all arround...I don't like fog. But there's lots of it outside. But I will probably see how it will soon vanish. And that's more than i would see if I was sleeping. I think I messed this sentence up no? English grammar...<br />Anyway, got coffee?Yavorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11028300805382439865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27743351.post-71634869111555522332007-08-11T07:16:00.000+02:002007-08-11T07:21:44.575+02:00Stars and moonYes it's "around 7:00" or even "around 7:30" but I'm quite happy considering that it's Saturday. I have a paper to write and I will be ready to start at "around 8:00" instead of the usual "around 12:00". It's not the stars but I'm on the moon. :)Yavorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11028300805382439865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27743351.post-48232126014070368472007-08-09T06:38:00.000+02:002007-08-09T09:17:58.641+02:00Supernerd IIAnd in addition to that I'm learning PHP. It's kinda fun.<br /><br />Good MorningYavorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11028300805382439865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27743351.post-75344682874486354292007-08-08T06:39:00.000+02:002007-08-08T06:48:22.163+02:00Almost missed.This thing is harder than I thought. One week is over. I was totally defeated two times so two posts are missing. And from the days where I managed i succeeded only 2 times to post something before 06:30am. Am I losing?<br />The hard thing is the posting. It's just to damn early for blogs...<br /><br />I'm changing the rules. "Post something around 06:30 and not before 06:30".<br />And by that I'm not compromising my credibility. Remember: this is my battle and you are just watching. That's it.Yavorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11028300805382439865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27743351.post-4618329527644797232007-08-06T06:36:00.000+02:002007-08-06T06:40:50.969+02:00SupernerdI think I'm becoming one. What did you do sunday? I for my part pimped up my system and made it a Ubuntu 7.04 / Windows XP Dual-Boot. Not to mention that Ubuntu is set to be the primary OS. w00t!Yavorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11028300805382439865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27743351.post-3371131442741352052007-08-04T06:37:00.001+02:002007-08-04T08:09:04.048+02:00Quite cool<div align="center"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://yavor.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSC00562-735557.JPG" border="0" /> <div align="center"> Yesterday </div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"></div><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://yavor.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSC00563-774373.JPG" border="0" />Today</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">By the way: it took me 20 min to get the alignement of the pictures right. Blame blogger. :)<br /></div><div align="center"></div>Yavorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11028300805382439865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27743351.post-694919564515230012007-08-03T06:29:00.000+02:002007-08-03T11:21:51.817+02:00Day 3Hey where is the sun? Somebody turn on the sun please?<br /><br />EDIT: By the way I received a spam mail from Jesus. No kidding. He was selling me a watch. I guess he's to busy selling watches over the net that's why our weather is so fucked up.Yavorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11028300805382439865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27743351.post-10945754286820565202007-08-02T23:19:00.001+02:002007-08-02T23:50:42.091+02:00Just for nowI don't know if you know <a href="http://www.imogenheap.co.uk/">Imogen Heap</a>. I surely didn't know her. I'm typing this with my headphones on and I need to listen closely that's why this post will be short as well.<br />Watch this video of her singing a capella and do yourself a favour -track her records down! Just wow...<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a style="left: 347px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/pSIbfzK2spg"></a><a style="left: 347px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/pSIbfzK2spg"></a><a style="left: 347px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/pSIbfzK2spg"></a><a style="left: 347px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/pSIbfzK2spg"></a><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pSIbfzK2spg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"></embed></div>Yavorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11028300805382439865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27743351.post-58695799689804346492007-08-02T06:35:00.000+02:002007-08-02T06:42:46.336+02:00Day 2This blog will soon be a collection of mindless posts like this *. Maybe I should change the rules for the sake of the people who actually read this thing?<br /><br /><br />________<br />*By that I'm not implying that the posts before that were full with awesomeness...Yavorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11028300805382439865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27743351.post-56676494279105153312007-08-01T06:16:00.000+02:002007-08-01T06:19:13.684+02:00Day 1Happy 1st of August. I have my coffee and I will even see the sunrise. That's the whole post. It's to early. Nothing else to share yet...Yavorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11028300805382439865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27743351.post-21702698706935678822007-07-31T11:13:00.000+02:002007-07-31T11:44:58.291+02:00The inner pigdog...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://typolis.net/static/illustration/images/schweinehund_05_k.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://typolis.net/static/illustration/images/schweinehund_05_k.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>... is a german expression. Your inner pigdog is your worst adversary. He is the one who is stopping you from doing what you should. He is lazy and tempting. You have to beat him to succeed.<br />My inner pig-dog killed my habbit to get up early. I'm everyday one hour later at work than I wanted to because of him. When I'm at work I can't really do anything before 11:30 because I feel like i'm still in my bed. It's going on like that since weeks. I'm not productive and efficient at all. Besides work I have a lot of other things to do. Really big big tasks like writing some emails, reading a few documents and buying a pair of new jeans but I leave those things for after work. And then I get home totally exhausted and don't do anything. FFS that's just rediculous... I don't know why but since my exams finnished I have totally lost myself. I need to get a grip.<br /><br />Ok you sucker! This means war! I let you back in my life but hereby I declare that I will kill you! I will get up at 06:00 am every day. As well at weekends! I will do the most important things right after I wake up! I will fix my sleeping rhythm! I will work-out before going to work! I will have enough time and energy for my loved ones, for my friends and for the things I like! Take this! I will eradicate you! Within 2 weeks you will be completely deleted from the face of the earth! And to make it worse and more humiliating for you this battle will be public! To prove this there will be 1 blog post before 06:30 am every day for the next two weeks.<br />Strap in and watch.Yavorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11028300805382439865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27743351.post-70804145591175207722007-07-23T10:56:00.000+02:002007-07-23T11:41:13.006+02:00Great moments in cinemaTodays feature: <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0166924/">Mulholland Drive (2001)</a><br /><blockquote><span style="font-family: courier new;">CUT TO: EXT. BEACHWOOD CANYON - NIGHT</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">Adam, in his Porsche, makes his way up the canyon.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">INT. PORSCHE</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">Adam feeling like a fool drives up the dark, winding canyon road. As he nears the top of the canyon the residential area gives way to desert brush. The road winds steeply up to a dark dead end where an old barn and stable sit. Adam parks in a little dirt lot and walk up past the barn to the corral. His eyes grow accustomed to the dark and he.looks about. No one is around. There's only a light wind and a few twinkling stars in the sky above. Suddenly some bare bulbs hanging from the corral gate flare up. Adam hears a noise in the brightness and turns. There walking toward him into the light is the Cowboy - dressed in clean blue denim jeans, well-oiled unscuffed, beautifully engraved cowboy boots, a red embroidered ivory buttoned cowboy shirt complete with string tie. Atop the Cowboy's head is a 10 X white Stetson. The Cowboy is smiling warmly as he approaches. He stops in front of Adam and begins to speak with a true, slow Western drawl.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;">COWBOY<br /></div><span style="font-family: courier new;">Howdy!</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;">ADAM<br /></div><span style="font-family: courier new;">Howdy to you.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;">COWBOY<br /></div><span style="font-family: courier new;">Beautiful night.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;">ADAM<br /></div><span style="font-family: courier new;">Yeah.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;">COWBOY<br /></div><span style="font-family: courier new;">Sure want to thank ya for drivin' all the way up to see me from that Beverly Hills Hotel.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;">ADAM<br /></div><span style="font-family: courier new;">No problem. What's on your mind?</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;">COWBOY<br /></div><span style="font-family: courier new;">Well now, here's a man who wants to get right to it. Kinda anxious to get to it are ya?</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;">ADAM<br /></div><span style="font-family: courier new;">Whatever.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;">COWBOY<br /></div><span style="font-family: courier new;">A man's attitude ... a man's attitude goes some ways toward how a man's life will be. Is that somethin' you agree with?</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;">ADAM<br /></div><span style="font-family: courier new;">Sure.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;">COWBOY<br /></div><span style="font-family: courier new;">Now... did you answer cause you thought that's what I wanted to hear or did you think about what I said and answer cause you truly believe that to be right?</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;">ADAM<br /></div><span style="font-family: courier new;">I agree with what you said...truly.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;">COWBOY<br /></div><span style="font-family: courier new;">What did I say?</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;">ADAM<br /></div><span style="font-family: courier new;">That a man's attitude determines to a large extent how his life will be.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;">COWBOY<br /></div><span style="font-family: courier new;">So since you agree I guess you could be a person who does not care about the good life.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;">ADAM<br /></div><span style="font-family: courier new;">How's that?</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;">COWBOY<br /></div><span style="font-family: courier new;">Well, just stop for a little second and think about it. Will ya do that for me?</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;">ADAM<br /></div><span style="font-family: courier new;">Okay, I'm thinking.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;">COWBOY<br /></div><span style="font-family: courier new;">No. You're too busy being a smart aleck to be thinkin'. Now I want ya to think and quit bein' such a smart aleck. Can ya do that for me?</span><br /></blockquote><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://25frames.org/media/soundtrack_covers/21.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://25frames.org/media/soundtrack_covers/21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>What a truly outstanding movie. I watched it 3-4 times during the last 2 Weeks and everytime I see it it get's deeper and deeper. The characters haunt me at night and during the day scenes randomly pop-up to my mind. It totally challanges my perception of my own reality and forces me to question if the way I live my life is not just a twisted <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moebius_strip">Moebius strip</a> and if it is can I and should I untwist it.<br /><br />Other movies watched recently:<br />- <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0116922/">Lost Highway (1997)</a>: Well yeah. What can I say. It's David Lynch. Love it. Need to watch again.<br />- <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0283509/">No Man's Land (2001)</a>: It's a war movie. It blew me away and challanged me quite a lot as well. Maybe more on this in another post.<br />- <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0208092/">Snatch (2000)</a>: I watched it for the 3 time now and I'm still thinking: Yeah It's funny and stuff. Cool mobsters and stuff. But seriously: What a brainless peace of crap. Guy Ritchie says on the DVD that he wants to be perceived as a serious (=1) film-maker with this movie. But... this is not a serious film(=-1)... It's not hard to figure out that this leaves us with a fairly simple equation: 1-1=0.<br /><br />Tomorrow I'm off to watch <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0418279/">Transformers</a>. Curious if the equation works out there...Yavorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11028300805382439865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27743351.post-8600248683603378062007-07-20T20:52:00.000+02:002007-07-21T01:51:19.680+02:00Keep you eyes peeled- A rainbow<br />- An elder businessman reading celebrity gossip<br />- A middle aged woman with pink pants<br />- Her daughter with a pink suitcase<br />- 2 recruits watching a movie and laughing honestly<br />- A big bold guy joking with strangers<br />- A small hairy guy joking with the big bold one<br />- A sunset after a storm<br />- The smoking soil<br />- A smiling cashier enjoying her job<br />- A purring kittenYavorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11028300805382439865noreply@blogger.com