Seven Random Things About Me (naturally, a meme)

Having been tagged by my favourite moose, I’m (almost) forced to write seven random things about me:


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1.) One of my ears is slighty pointed. Intriguing.

2.) I either bark and bite or do neither. This one might be a bit risky…

3.) Apparently, it is the extremity of enjoyment – or any experience, for that matter – not its moderation that makes me tick. Some people would simply say that I’ve no measure…

4.) I don’t have any luck with cards. I guess that means I’m lucky in love… I’ll say 😕 …

5.) I didn’t vote for the incumbent mayor. So sue me!

6.) I try to think two steps ahead of other people. This will be my undoing…

7.) Sun in Saggitarius, Ascendant in Leo, Moon in Scorpio. Anyone?…


Now… I’ve got to tag seven other people. Having been rather slow on my feet, most of the people I know (or e-know ;)) have already done the deed, but still… Thus I’m tagging La Poulette, Michael M., Burja, Les Canadiens, IvaG, Morska and Greciozo (give him something to post, finally)

Blogres Two-Oh-Seven

To cut a long story short (as I’m sure you’ve already seen and read all the relevant reports of the event including this one), this is the report I did for The Firm™



Also, as I promised to camille, a complete and unabridged version of Michael M.’s lecture at Blogres:



All in all I had fun… I’m glad I skipped workshops (turned out I already know how to pimp my blog), besides: as me and Michael M. jointly declared (after Laško number three), we like the retro style. I finally met the man, and he’s as cool as they come.

I already knew that Poulette is the quintessential classy chick… But I also discovered that this post of hers could as well have been written in first person (especially the last two or three paragraphs :D)

And to top it all, there is a new case of Pengovsky spotting over at brumec.org. Catch me if you can! 😀

Trubači Fejata Sejdića

Ever been to Guča? Me neither… I plan on going to. But in the mean time, Fužine seems to be a good second choice, as Trubači Fejata Sejdića (Fejat Sejdić’s Brass Band) has a gig there until Sunday, June 10th (inclusive). We’ve had a lot of fun there Wednesday night…




Ej kome sada moja draga
na djurdjevak mirise
na djurdjevak mirise
meni nikad vise
evo zore evo zore
Bogu da se pomolim
evo zore evo zore
ej djurdjevdan je
a ja nisam s onom koju volim


or, as Mark Knopfler would have it:


Juliet, the dice were loaded from the start
And I bet and you exploded in my heart
And I forget the movie song
When you wanna realise it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet ?


Sorry… I’m a bit introspective these days

Some Pointers For Summer Vacation (pt. 2)

Continued from yesterday



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Dead giveaways: Rather tame and unsure. Are on a par with Germans as far as lack of style is concerned.

Necessary beach accessories: Mini-fridge. Unlike Germans, who carry all sorts of exquisite cuisine in it, the Czechs carry all sorts of cheap pates. Rubber sandals. A diving mask and a snorkel, for diving in two feet of water. Low-quality inflatable pillow.

Pick-up lines: “Co to je?” They’ll probably use it to find out what dish you ordered in a restaurant and then order the same for themselves. While on the beach they use broken English, trying to tell you that the two of you can get along perfectly without much verbal communication.

The secret of success: Shyness. Plenty of women out there have an exaggerated and over evolved maternal/protecionist instincts and if anyone can trigger them – it’s the Czechs!

Evasive manoeuvres: That’s easy. Just use a cold stare. They’ll bug out immediately. They are not likely to hold a grudge, which in this case is a great plus and saves them a lot of grief.


slovenians.jpgSLOVENES


Dead giveaways: Sports-crazy, usually wearing a sporting outfit and always on the move. You’ll have a hard time finding them on the beach or in a pub. If by any chance they’re not wearing their sunglasses, you’ll have no trouble guessing their favourite brand of eyewear – Oakley, judging by the shape of white skin on their face. They will usually drive a bright-coloured car, and when they start pulling out all that sporting equipement, their ride will resemble a Sport Billy bag.

Necessary beach accessories: A surfing board in one hand, water-skis in the other, and a free-climbing rope around the belt, because you never know…

Pick-up lines: “Uh, kakšna bejba!” They used to call babes “miška”, but that’s lame now

The secret of success: Looking fit and vibrant.

Evasive manoeuvres: You don’t want to evade Slovenes, but most likely won’t get the chance anyway. Namely, they’re so self-confident and uninterested in the world around them (it’s just a posse), that you’ll have to draw them a picture if you fancy one of them. In Technicolor. But still, if you do get bored by a Slovene, show up in full make up and ask them if you can surf in a skirt. Tell them in confidence, that you don’t really like sports, that you’re not all that sociable and that you prefer a massage and a candle light dinner.


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Dead giveaways: A rather loud bunch, always merry and when talking on the phone they always scratch their ass. Inside their pants! It’s a genetically imprinted trademark, so whenever you see a guy doing that, you can be sure that at least one of his parents is Bosnian.

Necessary beach accessories: Two mobile phones and – a smile. Even if there’s only two of them, it feels like there’s a beach full of them. If you lost sight of them – check under your towel!

Pick-up lines: “Halo mačak, što ti je to naraslo? Halo, dobra! Mala, nosi bedž da ti se zna prednja strana!« Pick up lines is what they’re best at

The secret of success: Pure boyish charm. There’s no way to get rid of them roughly. They’re so charming that you’ll find it hard not to at least smile at them.

Evasive manoeuvres: Simply introduce them to your gorgeous girlfriend… 😀

Some Pointers For Summer Vacation (pt. 1)

A few pointers for those ladies who intend to spend at least a part of their summer vacation somewhere on Croatian coast. The rest of the audience – please feel to laugh… At least on the inside 😀

Got it via email in Croatian (later also seen here), so I translated and adapted it (except pick-up lines… You’ll have to learn them by heart ;))


italians.jpg ITALIANS

Dead giveaways: They’re loudest bunch on the beach by far, the most dark-skinned and dark-haired and wearing an entire goldmine around their necks. Dressed according to the latest and the boldest fashion trends. Terribly self-confident, regardless of their baldness or shape (they usually come off younger than they really are). Even sporting a huge beer-belly won’t stop them from wearing Tarzan-style swimmers.

Necessary beach accessories: Every type of creams concievable (pre-sunbathing, post-sunbathing, sunscreen, face crème, aloe vera for that cool and smooth feeling) as well as car keys, even if though they usually walk from the hotel to the beach

Pick-up lines: Che bella! Tu sei bellisima! They usually sound as if they escaped from a B-movie (i.e.: pathethic)

The secret of success: They’re stubborn and persuasive. But that doesn’t mean that they’re single or at the very least alone on vacation. To the contrary! Quite possibly, just a few metres into the shade their wife is putting their six-month-old baby to sleep.

Evasive manoeuvres: A few minutes into the conversation, state that you abhore cosmetics, that you’ve no clue about Shisseido’s latest anti-cellulite cream, that you don’t like jewellery, that you spend your days wearing jeans, that you’ve never had a manicure and that you can’t stand the hairdresser’s, so your neighbour is doing your hair.



germans.jpg GERMANS

Dead giveaways: They turn red even before they leave the shade! Besides being fair-haired and of an unhealthy light complexion, they usually move around in groups. They have no style and taste for clothes, making it highly likely that they’ll look waaay better during the day in their swimmers than in the evening, fully clad. They usually wear plastic sandals. Yuck!

Necessary beach accessories: An umbrella, mini-fridge and an inflatable pillow with a beer-holder.

Pick-up lines: Hallo Shatze! (that’s about it, because they’re very uptight, unimaginative and cold. Except when they get drunk)

The secret of success: None. Their success rate with women is humiliatingly low and usually consists of them being the prey.

Evasive manoeuvres: When asked to drink with them, proceed to explain that you’ve forgot your wallet. If they further offer you to buy you a drink (unlikely), say that you fancy some chow in that expensive restaurant by the beach. After that an uncomfortable silence will take place, upon which say how thrilled you are that you’ve stumbled on them, because (just your luck!) you’re thinking of getting a job in Germany, so maybe they’d be as kind as to get you a job in a restaurant or at least let you crash at their place for a while. Proceed to watch them split before you can say Auf wiedersehen!




dalmatians.jpgDALMATIANS (People, not dogs!)

Dead giveaways: Next to Italians, the most pompous species a beach can provide. Cosily parked nearly everywhere and should wind blow something away, they expect others (you!?) to get it for them. They wear sunglasses even during the night!

Necessary beach accessories: Their egos and a ball. Also note that they never leave the water.

Pick-up lines: “Ča je lipa/smišna ova mala!

The secret of success: Cool looks. Their eyes, hidden behind sunglasses seem to stare somewhere far beyond, making Dalmatians seem totally uninterested in you. But on the other side of the dark glass: Matrix! Their pupils zig-zagging from one object of desire to another at the speed of light, at same or greater speeds sending information to the brain where it is being stored, processed and finalized. Who ever thought of calling Dalmatians lazy!

Evasive manoeuvres: As they are attracted to “playing hard to get”, act highly available if you really want to fend them off. Immediately state your belief in love at first sight and admit that he’s the kind of guy you’ve been looking for all your life. All that needs to be done is him meeting your dad and you can get engaged – because you don’t believe in pre-marital sex!




Tomorrow: Czechs, Slovenians, Bosnians

Asshole of the Week

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Definitely not my ass, much less an asshole 😀


The setting: Cutty Sark Pub, post-Iron Maiden gig in Ljubljana

The cast: DJ Pengovsky as himself, putting on tunes by Led Zeppelin, The Kiss, Guns n’ Roses, Steppenwolf, The Rolling Stones, AC/DC, Dire Straits, Doors and similiar. Also present are several Iron Maiden fiends, chief among them: The Asshole, age approx. 22

The Dialogue:

Asshole: Do you have any Iron Maiden?
Pengovsky: You’re about the fourth person to ask me that, and the answer is still no.
Asshole’s Friend: Can you put on Whiskey in the Jar?
Pengovsky: Sure.
Asshole: If you don’t have Iron Maiden, what do you have?
Pengovsky: Kind of silly question, don’t you think?
Asshole: Why? I thought this was a rock&roll bar…








Sigh….

ZX Spectrum 48K

An article in Joker magazine made me take a trip down memory lane


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The legendary “rubber”


ZX Spectrum was the first “microcomputer” which cost less than hundred pounds and my first computer ever was the version with a ludicrous amount of memory… 48 kilobytes. Yes… that is 48 kB… Just for comparison, the laptop I’m writing this post on has 1 GB of memory. That’s 2134-times more 🙂

ZX Spectrum, a.k.a. “The Rainbow” for the rainbowish stripes in the lower right-hand corner, a.k.a. “The Rubber” for its rubbery keyboard was my brush with the world of computers – which consisted mostly of playing Manic Miner. While I could never finish the game, my father actually made it, which made him the ultimate hero of our appartament building at the time 🙂

And in case you wondered: the price tag pf a Spectrum for us “Easterners” was 4.000 deutschmarks (say, 2.000 of today’s euros)… For a computer that has less memory than a lightbulb!!!! But, on the other hand, the one in the picture still works 😀


And if you want to relive the glory days of 8-bit graphics and a sound which consisted of only a varying pitch and lenght of a “beep”, visit www.worldofspectrum.org


UPDATE: Must be a computer day…. Michael M. posted some thoughts on Linux Ubuntu which apparently is not all that it could be