Aj liv, egejn! (rek'o b' Caleb i uz'o vile u ruke)

...jedna od stvari koju uočiš krećući se po birtijama, kafićima, krčmama uzduž i poprijeko 'rvacke...
Ako je konobarica iole zgodnija i neudata, obično se tada uz šank nalazi lik koji se zove "njen dečko".
Tip je smješten u 'nako malo povučeniji kut birtije, ali tako da ipak može vidjeti kompletan prostor i rulju. Obično je to jedan od krajeva šanka.
Većinom šuti, eventualno kaže nešto u stilu "jel' su novine slobodne?", ali zato budno motri kretanje po birtiji i da li tko što dobacuje konobarici.
Iako mu se na faci vidi da je u "skoro-post-PTSP fazi", uporno pokušava sačuvati svoj "cool" i ne obraćati pažnju na dobacivanje ekipe iz drugog kraja birtije. A oni su obično "inventar" ili lešinar-tipovi, koji ne mogu biti doma, pa moraju naći nekoga koga mogu daviti svojom pričom. Njima ne treba dati puno povoda da počnu s podjebavanjem dotičnog.
Na svako dobacivanje ne reagira uzvraćanjem, nego kao neobavezno popriča sa dragom, dajući ovima do znanja tko je ovdje čije vlasništvo...
A i termini dolaska su mu zanimljivi...navodno je došao "po malu kada završi sa poslom", ali, pobogu, čovječe, smjena joj završava u 4, a ti si došao u podne...heh...
Sve u svemu, takvim ljudima treba dati Nobelovu nagradu za već nešto...ne znam da li postoji kategorija "mazohizam" :D
 

...bla...jutarnji odlazak u Os. Neđe tamo blizu trga neletim na jednog lika "Đe's generacijo?!" Uz njega neko žemsko sa kojom kilom šminke na faci (najvjerojatnije naneseno špahtlom ili sličnim zidarskim pomagalom)...odmjeravajući pogled s njene strane...izgleda da joj je čudna moja skoro-nula frizura ili one "bauštelske" cipele...uzvraćam odmjeravajući pogled...nose se ono...samo marke..."izbosne", naravno (heh, stara, bio sam i ja par puta u šopingu u Arizoni)...ispostavi se da mu to žena...kako reče...u sretnom braku...
...pa onda ona standardna priča kada nekoga vidiš nakon skoro dvije godine...što radiš, gdje si...jel' se ženiš?...e, onda ti ona ode u šoping, jer joj se najvjerojatnije nije dalo slušati zadnje doživljaje i ostale lovačke priče.
...O'šli mi u kafanu...i nakon nekih pola sata, čovjek ti počne pričati o kreditima za stan, auto, kako se gnjavi sa kamatama...i onda onako u polušali kaže..."e, bolje da se i nisam oženio...i ne znaš kako ti je dobro"
Hm...svaki raj ima svog gmaza?
A, jeb' ga stari, život ti je lutrija.
(namjerno ne citiram Balaša i ono njegovo o životu i moru, jer je to već ofucano, a imam i fobije od ljudi koji mi ga nastoje citirati u svakoj mogućoj prilici. Točka.)
Nema /me sada...burazov komp...

Here I lay
Still and breathless
Just like always
Still I want some more
Mirrors sideways
Who cares what's behind
Just like always
Still your passenger
Chrome buttons, buckles and leather surfaces
These and other lucky witnesses
Now to calm me
This time won't you please
Drive faster
 
Roll the windows down
This cool night air is curious
Let the whole world look in
Who cares who sees anything
I'm your passenger
I'm your passenger
 
Drop these down and
Put them on me
Nice cool seats
There to cushion your knees
Now to calm me
This time won't you please
Just don't pull over
This time would you please drive faster
 
Roll the windows down
This cool night air is curious
Let the whole world look in
Who cares who sees what tonight
Roll these misty windows down
To catch my breath again
And then go and go and go just drive me
Home then back again
 
Here I lay just like always
Don't let me go
Take me to the edge...
 
Idem glumiti "The good son" na par dana ;)
/me sada sluša: \Deftones - White Pony\Passenger.mp3

 
...da mogu još odspavati kojih sat-dva... :)
no..."plamene zore...."
 
/me sada sluša: \Ibrica Jusic - Dan prije - 08 - Ljubi San Vasu Ćer.MP3
 
 

 
1. Nisi neuništiv
2. Nisi nepogrešiv
 
Sjetim se one priče, kako je kod imenovanja cezara, pored njega na dvopregu stojao lik, koji mu je govorio nešto u stilu: "sjeti se da si samo čovjek..."
 
/me sada sluša: \Vlatko Stefanovski - In Town.mp3

"If you're frightened of dying and then you hold on

You'll see devils tearing your life away

But, if you've made your peace

Then the devils are really angels

Freeing you from the Earth... from the Earth..."

...zanimljivo...na ulici svi izbjegavamo onaj "kontakt očima"...
...smrzao se...pročitao jednu dobru..."Civilizacija je put od pećine do atomskog skloništa"...heh...
 
...netko se žalio da nema dubokoumnih blogova....hm...da...'ajmo se sada svi zamislit'..."a zašto?"...heh...pa, ako fali...aktiviraj se...ili je lakše čmrljiti kako sve ide u klinac...
 
/me sada sluša: \Arsen Dedic-14-Odlazak.mp3
...nije ona akustična verzija...mrmlj...al' nema veze...
P.S. "Friške" vijesti...ili...susret zakona i frika ;) .... http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&cid=573&ncid=573&e=8&u=/nm/20050128/od_nm/canada_indecency_dc

 
...nedjeljna hiperprodukcija je počela...
 još ću pomisliti da se na blogu nešto i događa :)
 
/me sada sluša: \David Bowie - Ziggy Stardust (Previously Unreleased Original).mp3

 
...kada ti je sudbina/Bog/Alah/štoliveć opalio/la broj 13 na čelo :)
 
/me sada sluša: \B.B. King - Is You Is, Or Is You Ain't (My Baby).mp3

You see her, you can't touch her
You hear her, you can't hold her
You want her, you can't have her
You want to, but she won't let you
You see her, you can't touch her
You hear her, you can't hold her
You want her, you can't have her
You want to, but she won't let you

She's not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's not so special so look what you've done

Now you wish she'd never come back here again
Oh, never come back here again

You see her, you can't touch her
You hear her, you can't hold her
You want her, you can't have her
You want to, but she won't let you
You see her, you can't touch her
You hear her, you can't hold her
You want her, you can't have her
You want to, but she won't let you

She's not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's not so special so look what you've done

Now I'm nailed above you
Gushing from my side
It's with your sins that you have killed me
Thinking of your sins I die
Thinking how you'd let them touch you
How you'd never realise
That I'm ripped and hang forsaken
Knowing never will I rise
Again
You still see her
Oh, you hear her
You want her
Oh, you want to
You see her
You hear her
You want her
You still want to
 
'brojutro :)
/me sada sluša: \Franz Ferdinand\05 Franz Ferdinand - Auf Achse.mp3

 
I find it hard
to drive your stupid car
I find it hard
cause i never get that far
 
and you put my brain in overload
 
and i can't change gears
i cannot see the road

you got concrete eyes
and i cannot see your face
and i failed in life
cause you crushed me with you lips

and you put my brain in overload
i can't change gears
i cannot see the road
 

Transport, motorways and tramlines,
starting and then stopping,
taking off and landing,
the emptiest of feelings,
disappointed people, clinging on to bottles,
and when it comes it's so, so, disappointing.

Let down and hanging around,
crushed like a bug in the ground.
Let down and hanging around.

Shell smashed, juices flowing
wings twitch, legs are going,
don't get sentimental, it always ends up drivel.

One day, I'm gonna grow wings,
a chemical reaction,
hysterical and useless
hysterical and

let down and hanging around,
crushed like a bug in the ground.
Let down and hanging around.
Let down,
Let down,
Let down.

You know, you know where you are with,
you know where you are with,
floor collapsing, falling, bouncing back
and one day, I'm gonna grow wings,
a chemical reaction, [You know where you are,]
hysterical and useless [you know where you are,]
hysterical and [you know where you are,]
 
let down and hanging around,
crushed like a bug in the ground.
Let down and hanging around.
 

Satellite’s gone
Up to the skies
Thing like that drive me
Out of my mind
 
I watched it for a little while
I like to watch things on tv
 
Satellite of love
Satellite of love
Satellite of love
Satellite of
 
Satellite’s gone
Way up to Mars
Soon it will be filled
With parking cars
I watch it for a little while
I love to watch things on tv
 
Satellite of love
Satellite of love
Satellite of love
Satellite of
 
I’ve been told that you’ve been bold
With Harry, Mark and John
Monday, tuesday, wednesday to thursday
With Harry, Mark and John
 
Satellite’s gone
Up to the skies
Thing like that drive me
Out of my mind
 
I watched it for a little while
I love to watch things on tv
 
Satellite of love...
/me sada sluša: \LOU REED - Transformer\07 - Lou Reed  - Satellite Of Love.mp3

Jel' to samo meni...ili je svima sajt postao očajno usporen i ruši se?

http://www.index.hr/clanak.aspx?id=246641


/me sada sluša: \Franz Ferdinand - Auf Achse.mp3