All Your Base

...kaj sad svi radite po kiši?

...da su na mene stavili bubu. Il mikrofon, ili neki uređaj za praćenje. Ili sam pod konstantnim nadzorom satelita nekakvog, koji infracrveno zračenje gleda.

Fotke baš nisu ispale sjajno. Ekspozicija s vremenom od 1 do 16 sekundi, otvor blende F16 i ISO100 osjetljivost pod uličnom rasvjetom je savršen recept za dobivanje slika za koje nitko (uključujući i fotografa) kasnije neće znati što je točno (ili približno) slikdžija htio reći. :D

Ali 16 sekundi... :DD Ko da sam Andromedu išel slikat. :DDD

...da nikog nema u 5 ujutro, a subota. :)

Nema druge do jedan mali jutarnji tipi:

Zora mahom kuca, kuca
Dan se već nazire, noć krade
Malo piri, malo štuca
vjetar, sviri preko ograde

Refren:
RRRRRefRRRREEEEENNNNNNNN x16

A stablo jedno malo
preko puta je stalo
I niš mu se nije dalo
Pa je samo spalo

(refren)

Parkić, beton, asfalt, put
Iz potoka grdo me gledo mrki krokodil
Bio je strašan, bio je ljut
Eh, baš si moram kupit neki automobil.

In the beginning there was the computer. And God said

%Let there be light!

#Enter user id.

%God

#Enter password.

%Omniscient

#Password incorrect. Try again.

%Omnipotent

#Password incorrect. Try again.

%Technocrat

#And God logged on at 12:01:00 AM, Sunday, March 1.
%Let there be light!

#Unrecognizable command. Try again.
%Create light

#Done

%Run heaven and earth

#And God created Day and Night. And God saw there were 0 errors.
#And God logged off at 12:02:00 AM, Sunday, March 1.
#Approx. funds remaining: $92.50.

#And God logged on at 12:01:00 AM, Monday, March 2.
%Let there be firmament in the midst of water and light
#Unrecognizable command. Try again.
%Create firmament

#Done.

%Run firmament

#And God divided the waters. And God saw there were 0 errors.
#And God logged off at 12:02:00 AM, Monday, March 2.
#Approx. funds remaining: $84.60.

#And God logged on at 12:01:00 AM, Tuesday, March 3.
%Let the waters under heaven be gathered together unto one place and let the dry land appear and

#Too many characters in specification string. Try again.
%Create dry_land

#Done.

%Run firmament

#And God divided the waters. And God saw there were 0 errors.
#And God logged off at 12:02:00 AM, Tuesday, March 3.
#Approx. funds remaining: $65.00.

#And God logged on at 12:01:00 AM, Wednesday, March 4.
%Create lights in the firmament to divide the day from the night
#Unspecified type. Try again.

%Create sun_moon_stars

#Done

%Run sun_moon_stars

#And God created the heavens. And God saw there were 0 errors.
#And God logged off at 12:02:00 AM, Wednesday, March 4.
#Approx. funds remaining: $54.00.

#And God logged on at 12:01:00 AM, Thursday, March 5.
%Create fish

#Done

%Create fowl

#Done

%Run fish, fowl

#And God created the great sea monsters and every living creature that creepeth wherewith the waters swarmed after its kind and every winged fowl after its kind. And God saw there were 0 errors.

#And God logged off at 12:02:00 AM, Thursday, March 5.
#Approx. funds remaining: $45.00.

#And God logged on at 12:01:00 AM, Friday, March 6.
%Create cattle

#Done

%Create creepy_things

#Done

%Now let us make man in our image

#Unspecified type. Try again.

%Create man

#Done

%Be fruitful and multiply and replenish the earth and subdue it and have dominion over the fish of the sea and over the fowl of the air and over every living thing that creepeth upon the earth

#Too many command operands. Try again.
%Run multiplication

#Execution terminated. 6 errors.

%Insert breath

#Done

%Run multiplication

#Execution terminated. 5 errors.

%Move man to Garden of Eden

#File Garden of Eden does not exist.

%Create Garden.edn

#Done

%Move man to Garden.edn

#Done

%Run multiplication

#Execution terminated. 4 errors.

%Copy woman from man

#Done

%Run multiplication

#Execution terminated. 3 errors.

%Insert woman into man

#Illegal parameters. Try again.

%Insert man into woman

#Done

%Run multiplication

#Execution terminated. 2 errors.

%Create desire

#Done

%Run multiplication

#And God saw man and woman being fruitful and multiplying in Garden.edn
#Warning: No time limit on this run. 1 errors.

%Create freewill

#Done

%Run freewill

#And God saw man and woman being fruitful and multiplying in Garden.edn
#Warning: No time limit on this run. 1 errors.

%Undo desire

#Desire cannot be undone once freewill is created.
%Destroy freewill

#Freewill is an inaccessible file and cannot be destroyed.
#Enter replacement, cancel, or ask for help.

%Help

#Desire cannot be undone once freewill is created.
#Freewill is an inaccessible file and cannot be destroyed.
#Enter replacement, cancel, or ask for help.

%Create tree_of_knowledge

#And God saw man and woman being fruitful and multiplying in Garden.edn
#Warning: No time limit on this run. 1 errors.

%Create good, evil

#Done

%Activate evil

#And God saw he had created shame.
#Warning system error in sector E95. Man and woman not in Garden.edn.
#1 errors.

%Scan Garden.edn for man, woman

#Search failed.

%Delete shame

#Shame cannot be deleted once evil has been activated.
%Destroy freewill

#Freewill is an inaccessible file and cannot be destroyed.
#Enter replacement, cancel, or ask for help.

%Stop

#Unrecognizable command. Try again
%Break

%Break

%Break

#ATTENTION ALL USERS *** ATTENTION ALL USERS:
COMPUTER GOING DOWN FOR REGULAR DAY OF MAINTENANCE AND REST IN FIVE MINUTES. PLEASE LOG OFF.

%Create new world

#You have exceeded your allocated file space. You must destroy old files before new ones can be created.

%Destroy earth

#Destroy earth: Please confirm.

%Destroy earth confirmed

#COMPUTER DOWN *** COMPUTER DOWN. SERVICES WILL RESUME SUNDAY, MARCH 8 AT 6:00 AM. YOU MUST SIGN OFF NOW.

#And God logged off at 11:59:59 PM, Friday, March 6.
#Approx. funds remaining: $0.00.

Sve je u redu, živ sam. BEZ PANIKE!

Sigurno ste osjetili poremećaj u sili kada je ono svjetlo neko bučno pogodilo zemlju nekoliko stotina metara od koordinata mog obitavališta u odnosu na ekvator i Zelenu Vješticu. (da, ZNAM smjer je OD zemlje PREMA nebu jer je zemlja negativnija, a svi znamo da je tehnički smjer struje krivi, ali ovo je više poetski rečeno, tak da.. ono.. kužito, ono, umjetnost, ovo ono...)

Uz jecaj i krepavanje mog kompjutera jecnuo sam i ja, (nakon ovog sam gotovo siguran da su sad definitivno nekakva dva denisa (od kojih bar jedan ima ženski glas i izgleda ko žena) u komjuteru ovom nastanjena).

Takav razvoj događaja mi je onemogućio moje, sada već toliko rijetke da ću ih zakonom morat zaštitit, sive stanice da procesuiraju informaciju: "ugasilo se i svjetlo, ugasilo se i svjetlo, glupane", te sam lagano počeo skidati s nebesa Prst Koji Vlada Svime Pa Tako I Vremenskim Prilikama i sve njegove suradnike koji su se odlučili da u ove pitome krajeve ipak pošalju gospođu Munju Svjetličić i njenog zlog brata blizanca Gromka Glasnovića.

Nakon što su Denisi (iz mog kompjutera) prestali grozomorno pjevat, točnije vapajno cvilit, te se cijela stvar malo smirila, ona misao "ugasilo se i svjetlo, glupane" je izronila iz podsvjesti, što je probudilo nadu da je možda ipak Elektrokontaktov automatski ziherung odradio svoj dio posla, koji je svakako lavlji dio posla, te sam se, sa sada već potpuno mirnom i koncetriranom rukom odlučio osvetiti Prstu i kompaniji za priređene šokove, te sam, bez njenog pristanka, uslikao gospođu Munju u najškakljivijim pozama. Osveta se sasoji i u tome što ću te slike sad dilat Internetom.

E, da... ovo će ostat ovak nedorečeno, jer ja nikad krajeve nisam znal pisat, a očito da ni ovakva obiteljska elektrostatska pražnjenja to ne mijenjaju.

Kraj. Ende. Fin. Vege.

(viš viš, ipak sam napisal kraj... ma baš sam si strašan)

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

...večer sit-down komedije. (interpretaciju imena prepuštam interpretatorima)

Ja.... ovaj... hmmm.. ja slušam vajtstrajpse... blue orchid...

Preeeeeeviše limitera, bogamu... Ahhh... Baš ZATO slušam isključivo stare mikseve, pa onda, jel, i stare izvođače... A za sve su tonci krivi... Svi bi saaamo da njihov album bude što glasniji, a kak će to zvučat, to nema veze.. ahhhhh....

A kajjaznam, a možda bi čak ove bele crte bile i dobre, samo da se bar malo urazume ti moderni tonci/producenti.

Ovi alieni sigurno nemaju nikakve uređaje koje za njihovo ispravno rukovanje zahtijevaju prste. A ak i imaju nešto kao gumb, onda isti moraju bit dobar, dobar vaserdiht - sluzodiht.

I odkud njima TOLIKO sluzi... aj, skužil bih da postoje neke umjerene količine sluzi, mora bit sluzi, tja alieni su ipak, al ovaj ima skoro toliko koliko ima cijela Bogovićeva ljeti poslije 22 sata, ko cijeli snobovski fakin simpozij (nekakav, bilo kakav).

Well, I’m a jitterbug boy, by the shoe-shine
Resting on my laurels and my hardys too
Life of riley on a swing shift, gears follow my drift
Once upon a time I was in show-biz too

I seen the brooklyn dodgers playing at ebbets field
Seen the kentucky derby too
It’s fast women, slow horses, unreliable sources,
And I’m holding up the lamp-post if you want to know

I’ve seen the wabash cannonball,
Buddy, I’ve done it all
’cause I slept with the lions and marilyn monroe,
Had breakfast in the eye of a hurricane

Fought rocky marciano, played minnesota fats,
Burned hundred-dollar bills, I’ve eaten mulligan stew
Got drunk with louis armstrong, what’s that old song?
I taught mickey mantle everything that he knows

So you ask me what I’m doing here holding up the lamp-post,
Flipping this quarter, trying to make up my mind
And if it’s heads I go to tennessee, and tails I buy a drink,
If it lands on the edge I keep talking to you

Silhouettes and shadows watch the revolution
No more free steps to heaven
Just walkie-talkie - heaven or hearth
Just big heads and drums - full speed and pagan
And it's no game

I am borred from the event
I really don't understand the situation
So where's the moral
People have their fingers broken
To be insulted by these fascists it's so degrading
And it's no game

Documentaries on refugees, couples 'gainst the target
Throw a rock against the road, and it breaks into pieces
Draw the blinds on yesterday, and it's all so much scarier
Put a bullet in my brain, and it makes all the papers
And it's no game

Children round the world, put camel shit on the walls
They're making carpets on treadmills, or garbage sorting
And it's no game

...za koje ne vjerujem da upravljaju našim životima noćas nešto čudno rade...

(jel ovo oksimorično donekle?)

Ma mislim, nije da sam očekivao nešto spektakularno od filma, ali svejedno ostaje izvjestan osjećaj tupila nakon gledanja. Nisam još odlučio da li je to dobro ili loše. :)

U stvari, ako film prestanete uspoređivati s knjigom, ispada da nije preloš. Solidan kasting, fini vizualni efektići, dobra atmosfera, bla, bla, bla...

Nu, sve ovo pada u vodu čak prilikom same pomisli na knjigu.

Za sve koji nisu čitali knjigu niti su upoznati s istom, pogledati. Za ostale, slobodno preskočiti.

Could fill spoons full of diamonds,
Could fill spoons full of gold.
Just a little spoon of your precious love
Will satisfy my soul.

Men lies about it.
Some of them cries about it.
Some of them dies about it.
Everything's a-fightin' about the spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.

Could fill spoons full of coffee,
Could fill spoons full of tea.
Just a little spoon of your precious love;
Is that enough for me?

Men lies about it.
Some of them cries about it.
Some of them dies about it.
Everything's a-fightin' about the spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.

Could fill spoons full of water,
Save them from the desert sands.
But a little spoon of your forty-five
Saved you from another man.

Men lies about it.
Some of them cries about it.
Some of them dies about it.
Everything's a-fightin' about the spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.

...kad se propanol prolije po rani, bez obzira na to što je sasvim mala i površinska.