Salty honey moon !

Shortly after our epic wedding we went in our well deserved honey moon, our 1st choice was a place in Italy called Cinque Terre, five isolated towns on the coast of the Mediterranean sea, the only mean of transport between these five towns is by walking 10~12 KM between each town on man made paths through the mountains along the coast. Of course incompetent travel agencies which make their living in my town couldn't offer us a vacation there so I wanted to organize everything by myself ... unfortunately there was a risk of remaining without a hotel room at some point and I wasn't comfortable with this.
Like every boring and freshly wed couple we decided to spend our honey moon in Turkey, an absolutely unexceptional destination. If you like annoying little black people which want to sell something that's the place for you !
Our honey moon started once we arrived at Antalya airport, pretty nice modern building, we took a bus to the hotel, on the 40 minutes bus ride I could observe what kind of people are living there, a lot of garbage on the side of the roads, shanty town architecture, occasionally incoming traffic on the freeways (which in my opinion is proposturos). As we approached the area were the hotels and resorts are, we could see fancy vegetation behind tall fences and thick walls, it's a weird feeling if you drive through a shanty town like area towards a high class resort. Easy check-in at the hotel, we had a nice room overlooking the swimming pool and the sea, we arrived just in time for dinner so we went down in the restaurant and got something to eat, great variety of food therefore choosing was hard and it got even harder as days passed and we discovered the grill bar or other places in the resort. After a quick walk around the resort we crashed in the hotel lobby and got some drinks. Next morning ACTION !!! took a couple of sunbeds, my wife was sunbathing as I was reading a newspaper which I got for free in the airport or took a swim in the sea. Everything was great and quiet until a mob of entertainers stormed the beach, inviting everybody to take part on various activities, riffle shooting, water gym, water polo, boccia, darts and what not ... awesome. It went like this every day at one point I realized that the people in the entertainment team were the same each day, it didn't matter if it was Sunday or any other day of the week, I took a closer look at the other staff members, bartenders were the same, waiters the same, basically people there were working at least 16 hours shifts each day, that seemed disturbing and I felt sorry for them. As days past I got to knew some members of the staff and I couldn't help myself and I asked whats the deal with those shifts, indeed they are working 16 hours shifts, 6 days/week but they get to stay in the hotel and eat in the hotel restaurant like the tourists do and they rotate between various working areas each day (this guy was a bartender, and during the week he works in 5 different bars, the poll bars is the busiest). I gave it a thought and its actually not that bad, they get to keep their earnings, don't need to pay for food, water/electricity/gas bills. Another thing that bothered me there was the massive waste of food, some of the fucking tourist like to fill 5 plates with food will taste from each plate and walk away leaving a good amount of food which has to be thrown away. I guess the untouched food gets donated or served again at dinner but what about those leftovers ? since Turkey is not a pork eating country they can't feed their animals with those leftovers or maybe they process the food later. My wife insisted to visit a few places, our 1st trip was in the great city of Antalya, pretty nice, turned out that the garbage on the side of the road was meant for filling for the roads they are about to build, those shanty towns are actually new towns in development (that area was barren until the 1980's German investors raised the 1st resorts). Ok I must admit that I was about to lose my temper when we visited some leather store and a fucking dipshit of a sales guy managed to piss me off, he tried to sell me a leather coat (which was ugly by the way) at the great price of 1500 Euro's, he went to far and I told him to shove it up his ass because I won't buy it unless it comes with a matching porn studio. Same story in a Swiss watch and jewelery store were my wife was the pray for the sales person there. The second trip was a more organized group trip, a nice boat ride on a damn cold river, later we sailed from that river into the sea ... great trip ! we got to see a mosque, the biggest mosque in the region and I was impressed that the Muslims are really decent, if that mosque was the biggest one in that area were the main city had almost 2.000.000 inhabitants than we Christians are a bunch of ridiculously proud douche bags, I know at least 3 churches in my town (150.000 people) which are bigger or at least equal to that mosque. I've also learned a lesson on that trip, avoid fellow Romanians by all means,we are a damn maggot eaten nation instead of feeling love for each-other we hate our guts ! At the hotel I used to hang out with some Polack, Ukrainian and Russian dudes because I didn't knew about any other Romanians there, well plenty Romanians because I've seen them before the trip, believe me nobody talked to nobody, everybody was so damn important ... not nice. In general our honey moon was fine and relaxing, I'm not a fan of these kind of holidays, to much sun, to much food (everything tastes the same), not a great variety of activities, close to zero cultural value ... at least my wife learned how to swim and learned to enjoy an awesome pool.
Some pictures:




The adventures of Rain Dance Maggie:

wait what ?!?!? I'm confuzzled !!!

Here is the situation, I was talking with one of my friends today about how far would a person go to earn money, good money ! since those "run naked across the town", "eat a piece of shit", "bang a disgustingly ugly old, fat and decaying twat" are a little bit to childish, we agreed upon talking only about badass tasks or challenges suited for mean bastards ... like I am !
I don't like other people telling stories, so I'm always the 1st one to talk and when I'm done I'm not listening what others have to say ... because I'm already in action with my groupies. So I told my friend my idea of the ultimate task for 1.000.000 Euros, 1 year in prison ! he said its not worth it, I got angry and if I think about it I would probably do 1 year for 100.000 Euros. 100.000 just for sitting around and waiting for a year to pass ... easy money ! if you look at it as a fucked up job which pays well, I would do it without hesitation. The question is how would I get the money ? rob a bank ? shank some old lady and drive off with her savings ? guess my badassery only goes so far, but as an experiment founded by the government were one has to live 1 year behind bars.
So if you are a dictator or the president of some country which has to give away 100.000 Euro's for 1 year of prison ... I'm your man !

People are to afraid of hard challenging tasks or jobs which leads to an overall state of mediocrity, we need to man up and embrace whats coming for us, profit from each opportunity, go braveheart crazy in any situation !!!



35 Celsius ...

A wedding on the nightmare street !

Like previously announced I will make some pleasant and some unpleasant comments about what was my ... our wedding. My wife lived her entire life just for that day, she and her family planned almost everything, while me and my family were kinda pushed to the side, my mother suffered in silence a few days, my father and I ... we didn't care to much. With a month before the great event we were told that a wedding planner had to step in in order to straighten the shit up, we got to meet her and we got to talk about our preferences regarding the upcoming event. I've made it clear from the start, I'm not hot for following bullshit testicle grinding traditions, 1st because I hate useless traditions invented by some menopausal goiter ill lesbians from hell; 2nd because I'm afraid of fainting, I use to faint as a self defense technique which I've learned from a kung fu goat. The wedding planner was slightly surprised about how low profile I want everything to be, no chocolate fountain (these are vomitingly gross), no fireworks, no cheap bands (I would've loved to have the Stooges and Iggy Pop), no soap bubbles machine, no leprechauns, no narwhals ... basically no bollocks !!! She asked me if I was a rocker ... what the fuck lady ? do you do special weddings for rockers ? these were just a few questions which ran trough my mind instead I told her I'm an example of modesty and known for my good taste in almost everything (my tears taste awful, taste like purple eyes, smashed molars and fractured skulls combined)and as you might have already figured out I was not a fan.
As time passed the inevitable happened and believe me I enjoyed every moment, my lets say mother in law got in a clinch with the wedding planer and man that was awesome the poor lady had to do her job but under the strict iron fist supervision and that made the result driven self motivated wedding mastermind to calm the fuck down.
My only job was to hand out the wedding invitations(self made and awesome) and of course swallow the pathetic excuses some had for not showing up ... uhm you know I would love to come to your wedding but I'm planning to get a prostate exam ! thank you oh holly deity ! my scum bag of an office colleague had to get a lobotomy in that particular day.
The bride and the groom need to ask another two couples to become their God parents (traditions right?), ever since I know myself I wanted to pick a couple which I really admire and I managed to do that and .... they accepted ! hurray ! my ex office colleague she is one of the smartest and coolest woman I know and to top that she is a doctor in hydraulic engineering, her husband is a very pleasant/funny/great to talk to/ happy to advise/ entrepreneurship enthusiastic/ planning on retiring as a wealthy playboy ... words are not enough, great people ! My wife chose her cousin and her husband and she is more than welcome to talk about them on her own blog.
Fast forward to the day ! Sunday morning, very warm, we were expecting everybody to come over and take part to the wedding ... I was so relaxed until I saw my God parents and a few friends at the door ... it was on ! oh shit! oh shit! I got really nervous and sweaty, my heart started to beat faster and faster, drinks, pictures, more sweat ... I was about to call everything off, I would've rather went for a swim in a nearby lake than getting married. So with a knot in my stomach and a carrot up my ass we all went to get the bride, more family there more best wishes, more cheek kisses, more drinks ... the bride was ready and the groom with his family had to go and wait for her to the church without seeing the bride. Once we arrived at the church more friends were there and I felt like a demon possessed 14 year old girl which is about to get exorcised by the Vatican all star team. I had pain in my chest, I was dizzy, I was thirsty, finally my mother walked me to the altar shortly the bride followed, I never liked brides they creep me out but there she was, this one was one of the most beautiful one I've ever seen but still I couldn't forget my physical and emotional condition. Now here is something I despise, a groom can't see his bride in the wedding dress before the wedding because it brings bad luck, well fuck this ! fuck the jerk who invented this shit, I almost fainted because I didn't knew whats coming for me. The priest did his part very well he was quick and funny. At the restaurant the usual deal some drink their brains away and plan to walk home even if they live 50km away, others dance without interruption, some steal my wife and make me do a funny dance to bring her back .... well been there done that got the T-shirt, I wont repeat it again, check out some tweaked pics:




So that's about it two trolls got married !
Funny thing is that everybody asks if something changed between us after the weeding, I would say yes it did, somehow we can't agree on our future steps in life and it pisses me off that she has nothing planned, no dreams nothing to reach for and has this negative attitude towards my well intentioned plans. Before we used to keep our private shit private now we talk about it with various characters and I don't like it. Don't know what to say hope the situation wont degenerate into something ugly.
Here baby this is for you:

Don't ruin everything !

Ok maybe I'm a bit dramatic, next one about our honey moon in a land were people get to work 16 hours shifts !

Bazinga !

Snitch on your neighbors

One of my colleagues brought in the office a fancy GPS device with a high resolution camera built in, on 1st thought it seemed a waste of technology but its pretty clever actually. Why ? well ... for instance you drive to see your grandma and a random douche bag driving ... uhm lets say an Audi A6(Audi's are the douche bags cars of choice) thinking he is The Humungus from Mad Max 2, you can take some pictures even record his road manners and send the footage to the police. Normal drivers do things like this in civilized countries and for a middle finger in the rear view mirror you might lose your drivings license, your finger or even get blown the fuck away from the road in US civilized countries like Iraq.
Mad Gibson Max @ the steering wheel:

So ... since we've got a new mayor in town the moment would be right to apply some revolutionary methods, that might work properly. Like the whole snitching on road attitude we could implement a system which rewards people who report other peoples misbehavior's. I've got a few hairy twats in my block which prefer to dump the garbage in the street bins and not in the domestic garbage containers, I could easily catch the whole thing on tape and send it to the authorities. Lets say the fine for improper garbage disposal is 200 Euros and the finder could get 50 Euros as reward ... in this conditions everybody is happy the local council gets 150 Euros, I get my 50 Euros and the neighbor will learn to respect the basic rules for living in a civilized community. This ratting thing (as in hunting rats) has all the chances to work and provide everybody with decent incomes for a long period of time, there are plenty neighbors with disturbing manners,plenty car owners which use the side walks or green areas as parking lots, wife beaters, dog walkers who forget to clean up the Mars bars left behind by the dogs, wankers who like to eat sunflower seeds on a bench in the public park and leave a mess behind and the examples are endless.
The beggars will get video cameras and snitch on every single misbehavior they can spot. At the end of the day the authorities will receive great amounts of money and the savage citizens will think twice before wiping their asses with somebody else's hand.
Great face expression mr. Pussy Muncher Mayor Catalin Chereches ... I take it you like my idea.

oh dude I've got a few pictures with you parking your car on the pedestrian crossing !
were the fuck are my spectacles ? my eyes are pissing all over !

Stay tuned ! next episode your hero and life model Andi gets married and almost loses his life while doing so (with pictures !)

Dark and welcoming ...

It's not the story of some cooch's hospitable asshole ! It's rather about cities in ex communist countries. I've seen most cities in my country and also some cities in other more developed and richer countries. I could be a hypocrite and write some positive patriotic crap about the great tall buildings in my countries cities, how our grandparents paid with sweat and blood (sweat and blood ? how nasty must a sweaty building smell like ?) in order to raise our colossal administrative buildings and housing blocks. Some busted their balls to get shit built and so they did, they built some horrible grey as fuck dusty unpleasant and uncomfortable high maintenance architectural failures. A certain architecture pattern had to be followed in order to have the same sadness in every city, the overall sadness is like a "zombiefication device" for example my much hated office companion's portrait is like the facade of this public facility:

grey, shady, sweaty, cold, pissed all over, without a colorful past ... depressing !!!
This explains the low rate of patriotism, people are not proud of their hometowns ... the playgrounds for children are still messed up, rusty, with enough sharp edges to scalp the joyful rats.
Traveled recently to my country's capital, arrived there pretty late, everything was so warm and welcoming, the buildings looked fabulous, everything seemed so neat, trees, vegetation just awesome !!! I was hyped !!! my friends told me not to get fooled, I didn't payed attention, the apartment were I lived in had an awesome view ... lights, many lights, pretty lights !!! Went happy to bed just to have a fucking shock in the morning !!! were did that awesome city go ! what about the vegetation and the trees ? ... grey ! everything was grey and sad again. Believe me this was the main city of grey, even the flowers were gray ! Almost pissed my self while being stuck in traffic there ... I hate that place !
Saturday evening my soon to be wife took me out to the "white night at the museums" event in our town, again everything seemed to be so beautiful during the night, warm lights, a lot of people having a relaxing stroll, they played some great music in the art museum, brilliant.
I was wondering if she noticed the charm of the night in the city, told here about the shock I had in Bucharest and surprisingly she thought about the same thing. How much a different color tone, some shades can affect our perception of reality. Starting with last Saturday we decided to become vampires, mysteriously cool nocturnal beings just like the twilight/true blood mega awesome characters. I'm already using eye liner, powder my face so I look ridiculously pale in contrast with my all black clothes.
If you're wondering what the fuck is this all about just take in consideration the part were I was to the museums and think how well educated and fucking awesome stud I am.
Cry here:

Do your kids a favor !

Hah ! favors they come in different shapes and prices, are the expensive ones the most valuable ? or the free ones ?
It's 00:51 and I had a long day to think about it, woke with the remains of a funny dream .. I dreamed about my childhood, my funny, always sunny childhood and I guess I will remember certain episodes all my life. We had an elderly couple as neighbors and for some reason they always liked to pick an argument with us, there was always something, playing to loud, made a mess with paper cornets which we blew out of plastic tubes, sometimes we missed our slingshot targets (usually placed under a window), they made us feel guilty. The lady was pretty large and man was as skinny as a thin wire, 1st we named her "the wale" shortly after he became sharky. Me and my childhood mates used to hang out in front of the block's entrance especially on hot summer afternoons, that place seemed cooler, we stood there and played card games, reading french comics and do what boys usually do. Like always when we had fun, the aqua couple picked on us, not sure whether they went to far that particular time or our balls grew. Started yelling about some flowers which dried out calling us worms and loud rats in the process, we talked back, called them by their small names, reminded something about her eating everything while her husband leaves for soda (soda was the shit back then, we had a stainless steel 10l canisters which we filled at a neighbors shop) and leaving him hungry. At some point they had enough and went back inside, but we continued with the attacks, we attached an apple on a long stick and used it to bang in their windows while singing a song about fishes. Of course when my parents came home from work they were informed about my deeds and well I couldn't sit right for a few days ... they even made me apologize (which was embarrassing).
The whole point of this late night writeorama is that as a child I was always told to be kind, respect others, say please/thank you, wash my hands, don't swear, fear the wolf the snake and the gypsy. If you ask me some of these teachings would be useful in a fantasy society but not the one in which we are living and therefore are just a load of moral and ethical bullshit !
For instance why should I teach my kid to respect an abusive grownup, abusive could mean a lot of things for children are really sensitive, does the age grant the right to behave like a brain dead salad tosser ? never heard of such rights !
We are living in a competitive society am I right ? why should I teach my child to be calm and kind say please and thank you ? no ! I wont do it, instead I will tell him to get whats his and take it before everybody, don't ask for permission if he has the right to have it, in the end middle finger up in the air, pants down so they can lick his ass because he is the man !
We grow up fearing the wolf and the snake, adoring the bear and the lion, what the fuck people ? wolves are not that dangerous as bears are, without snakes we would have rat plagues and other nasty problems, nobody says to pet a snake but don't fucking kill it when it crosses your path, he is more scared than you are. You know what a snake thinks when he sees a human ? the snake thinks about growing a pair of Usain Bolt feet and run the fuck away, or kick humans in the nuts !
Pay great attention what you tell you kids, they might have huge problems later in life, kindness, respect, friendship, wisdom are things which must be earned, a minimum amount of decency should suffice the rest must be earned.
Most of these things come from religious interpretations and are not compatible with the modern society, teach your children to live in the real world not some fairy tale trap, do them a favor and prepare them.

While educating listen to this:

Tranquility ... because it doesent make any sense.

Lately I realized that my way to handle things which don't function as they're supposed to is with anger an rage, but not anymore. Honestly I will stop caring that much, screw it, at work things look like shit, my office colleague is a grey whining and very moody fuck, a few neighbors managed to piss me off in the past, my beloved fiance likes to tell me the same thing 10 times in a row just because she likes to hear her talk, family ... I take them as they are. Not worth getting sick over something which doesn't matter at all, instead I will action calm, If I don't like something I will try to change it and make things better for me, everything with a smile on my face. Revenge and uber badass fist pummeling are things of the past, abusing these pages with angry writing is still awesome and I will keep doing it because is entertaining and I find it funny.
We people are a funny kind, we try to take the weight of the world on our shoulders, make things runs, fix this, fix that, schedule spare time (what the shit ? my spare time does not need any planing, if I feel like washing the dishes or answering my phone I will do it, if not screw it let me enjoy my stinky feet or whatever)... nano boogers swimming against the stream.
Most will think that being calm is a sign of weakness, actually remaining calm is a good exercise of self control, which could be useful at some point. Yesterday one of my colleagues asked me if I could help him and assist as a witness because the police is about to inspect his car which he bought from his brother who is suspected of dealing drugs and stuff. My colleague was terrified absolutely freaked out, the guys from the organized crime squad were acting friendly trying to get as much information as possible from my colleague, played a bit with his head. Since I was not involved I didn't care so I was calm and could observe how they were playing him. Turned out the car was clean as a whistle and my colleague calmed down,they took us "down town" for the paper work. The police hq in my town is pretty busy, special forces in stand by (packing automatic weapons), shackled crooks taken for auditions, people crying ... bloody depressing. I almost felt guilty only for being there. There we were, the police men turned off the best friend behavior and became ignorant and didn't really care about us being there the past 2 hours for just 2 statements. I had to use the toilet, one of them asked me to wait for another police man to come in the office because he has to show me were it is, so I waited for 30 minutes until I could take a piss. Without noticing I went mental I started to talk with the people in that office, I mean fuck it I was there to help them and I'm treated like a sack of poss, I kept talking loud and was trying to provoke a reaction from the guys in the office ... cracking jokes about police men, well nobody said a word ! but I can't describe the looks. Shortly after we were done, they thanked us for our collaboration, signed the 2 sheets of paper and of we were(after 3 hours). Then I learned that keeping calm is a really powerful weapon.

get some rest people, find your place and let things be.

Spring ? hyper activity, pre marriage stress and fucking tsunami's

Finally ! thank you ! spring is here !!! We had quite a long winter over here and it sure sucks when you have to pay the gas bills, honestly ! I'm thinking about installing a stove in my apartment and not a wood burning stove but the type which runs on garbage, plenty of garbage around. The outside warmth feels pretty good, light clothes and sneakers make my body happy but my eyes have a lot to do these days ... the ladies lost the winter outfit also, some are obscene and nasty and they make my eyes bleed but others are a real delight for the fellow men sight. Why deny this ? everybody likes beautiful people and people like to be admired there is nothing wrong with this as long you don't whistle, pinch, make use of pathetic pick up lines, behave like a horny boar ... just chilax and enjoy it like a gentleman.
So yes ! definitely yes and hurray for the warm sun, longer days, smiling smart dressed good looking people, cherry tree flowers, bicycles, walks in the park and the holly daily shower ! A quick boooo ! towards the junk and dust left after the last winter and exaggerated outfits (yep you all dressed in white, brand matching spaz I'm talking about you).
Overall I'm in a good mood, me and "Awesome Dog" took a walk last Saturday, we conquered the "peak" of my childhood which haunted me with awesome dreams the whole winter ... some pics of our adventure:

















































On the other side my lady is buzzing like the hard working bee that she is, taking 100 different tasks only to fall exhausted in the bed at end of the day, of course after I deliver my magic. She took over the wedding preparation, while organizing the crap out of it she gets sleepless nights and of course I get woken up also ... it is stressful I know but these things should be fun they don't need to activate premature Alzheimer's and drive you mental. Everything will be fine at the end.
OW FUCK ! poor Japanese bastards, seems that the bloody wave was not enough, some nuclear power plant is about to blow into fuckshards ! I really like the jap's they are hardworking, well educated, most of them have the knowledge of common sense (other nations are missing this one)... awesome people which make cool high tech stuff. Hope they manage to get over this tragedy because they don't deserve this shit, I fell sorry for them. I have theory regarding natural disasters and high developed countries, they are not compatible, you will ask why, I tell you why ... Japan got itself a tsunami colonic and now we are all threatened by a nuclear disaster, why the fuck didn't that tsunami hit the coast of lets say Senegal, mud huts are cheap and easy to rebuild, but noooOOOOooooOOOOooooOOOOooo lets mess with Japan instead.

high five ?

Alanis Morissette - Hand In My Pocket from cristian gatti on Vimeo.

Life style !

What does it mean ? Is it the way you chose to live your life ? or perhaps is our life style part of the great appearance stunt ?
Appearance stunt ? of course we all act in society and this act is meant to mask some a frustration or unfulfilment. We see sophisticated people, high class brauds, walking around like they just won all distinctions known to mankind. This behavior is just an act and if you get to socialize you'll see what I'm talking about. We all see huge villas with fancy cars parked in front, golden lions guard the entrance, cheap Venus from Milo replicas in the garden, rare breed dogs ... these are signs that the owner might be a homo with a small knob, status symbols are meant to replace the consistency of the owner. Take the Versailles palace for example, everything is so pretty there, great gardens, nice architecture but the owners were HIV positive inbred decayed teeth stink ass flea bags ... high society ? fuck off !!!
If you fail as a person you need to compensate in one way or the other.
Real cool dudes also known as rock'n rollers don't need this bull crap, they will screw the hot chicks whenever they feel like and all the tough guys become fan-boys.
This is the case of Mr. Kilmister, he must be one of the meanest motherfucker out there ... actually 49% motherfucker and 51% son of a bitch to be more precisely. This guy's awesomeness comes back from the 60's when he was a special groupie for Jimi Hendrix. Why special ? because he was the one scoring amphetamines for him. Besides the great achievement of surviving the 60's as a groupie, touring the world several times with his outrageously bad ass band know under the name Motorhead he managed somehow to keep his feet on the ground. Now in his late 60's he lives in a rental apartment, plays video games, punches the shit out of any base guitar, drinks 12 bottles of JD for breakfast, smokes Marlboro red, hot women are miraculously attracted by him, spends days in some cheap musician pub ... all these when he is not touring the universe or teaches music to bands like Metallica. Ok ok my whole point is that you don't need to act like a fucking brat just for the sake of fitting into the high society. He can afford to be natural if you like him he likes you, if not don't even bother.
Some considered that Lemmy's life is interesting enough to be filmed ... here is the trailer:

If you want to see something honest watch this movie.

Friends, buddies, lovers, palls, relatives, good fellas

We celebrated my fiancees birthday the week before, our parents, grandparents, cousins and friends came over for a drink and a chit chat. I've always hated my birthday's for some reason, maybe because I tend to fly under the radar or maybe because I'm not comfortable with that much attention. While having a drink with our guests I was thinking about human emotions, behavior and of course how many of them are really available in the middle of the night to give a helping hand. I consider that the close relatives like parents, grandparents, cousins and so on can be called in the middle of the night and even if its kinda unpleasant they will be there for you without hidden intentions whatsoever. Blood relatives could be trusted but what about these people we call friends ?
Funny thing is that my friends are never there on such events, we don't need a reason to hang out and we don't pussy out when it come to give a hand. Still we had people over which were not family but friends ... my fiances friends. My feelings towards these people are awkward and I have my reasons. I only meet them on celebrations, trips, generally fun related activities but never when I have to move furniture. Even if they offer to help I'm not willing to accept because I'm not sure whats up.
There I was gazing into the a glass of dark beer thinking about the relationships based on a certain interest or benefit. Always thought that true friendship or a relationship between a man and a woman should be based on the perfect chemical/spiritual mix + the divine unknown ingredient ... but its not like this at all. The simplicity of our mere reality is cruel most of the times and yes all friendships, relationships follow a certain gain it doesn't have to be material. A friendship can be based on many things in which each part has a certain interest, some seek wealth, some seek wisdom, others like your humor, sex, psychological relief you name it. This made me reconsider the relationships between human beings and I consider friendships to be a way to exchange stuff.
Considering that the crap I wrote above is accurate than ... 2 identical individuals wont become friends just because there is nothing extra to gain. If people with the same goals work well together means that somewhere inside took place a successful negotiation and this could be love or the sweet taste of success, if the negotiation went wrong at some point friends become enemies ... people with same goals fighting for it instead of collaborating.
Back to our friends, probably we have to know each other better and find a way to trade.

I promised something rock and roll in my previous post ... next one !

can't get this song out of my melon

ta ta for now !

I killed 2010

2010 died like a rabid dog in terrible pain and somehow I managed to recover from a gaming addiction I had for the past four months. Even though stuff was happening in my life I was busy leveling my mage to ultimate badassery, of course after a while I realized that the time I spent playing can be used doing real things.
Been last September to a work related fair in Germany, it was the largest waste water/water supply equipment fair in the world. Seen some awesome things met interesting people and of course established connections with new business partners ... some of them are pretty cool, others suck ass with their company politics and suspicious behavior, the cunts wont trust Romanians, they must have their reasons considering that 90% of Romanian business men are shady fat ass thick necked crooks. Germany seems to be a decent country, clean, civilized but to neat for my taste, they clean and arrange stuff at night instead of sleeping. I had a revelation the last day there, food affects your taste in everything, after a week of eating 1 million types of sausages with cabbage, pork soup with pork stakes and pork desert, everything became clear ... high cholesterol food provides mucho energy. Germans wont change their high protein exclusively meat based diets and if they wont use the wind in their sails by organizing blitz krieg's they will clean shit up until it shines and also hump the brutes they like to call women.
Meet the German Paris Hilton:

she modeled for my camera while I had a walk in Munich.
Late September brought back an skanky celebration in my town, the so called "Chestnut festival". Imagine an average park overtaken by Gypsy traders which use the playgrounds, bushes as their personal toilets. In this urea stench filled atmosphere some trashy bands are performing in the background while everybody is munching meat balls. Some spend 3 days in this splendid ambiance and died afterward due to extreme cases of miserable character and low self esteem.
Some of our friends got married, nice wedding good fun and everything but somehow this reminds me of my fiancees cousin ... yep she managed to piss me off really bad before the wedding. For God knows what reason she paid us a visit, I was on my computer writing some stuff for my mother and she started picking on me how much of a computer nerd and hardcore gamer I am, I was like what the fuck ? why do you even bother talking to me ?
October was the worst month of 2010, usually I pride myself with my job and always used to love coming in the office but not anymore ... I'm fucking pissed off, demotivated, knackered and not willing to be a pleasant presence anymore. The young hot shots in the company wanted to make some changes, hired a professional grumpy fucktard to support the activity and in combination with a good for nothing associate they planned world domination. Suddenly a brilliant idea of a commercial office emerged were all the people involved in such activities should be put together in the same office ... even if they work for three different companies. 1st it was presented as a bad idea which I rejected because it wont be productive to work in a tensed environment. They finally managed to establish this super office ... so here I am with Pinky and The Brain in the same office. I must admit that I considered quitting this job just because I got pushed around like a piece of furniture but since I planned to immigrate in Canada and I need a certain continuity in the field of work here I am in this lethargic state. I kinda freaked out a little bit and the idea was that we should support each others activities, fine and dandy but there is a small problem ... the new guy was hired as a general manager for one of the companies but that wanker can't make the difference between a word and an excel document, cant type, does not speak English,German not sure about Romanian he asked me a few times how to spell certain words. I'm not willing to support such a douche's activity, he can screw himself with a broomstick I'm not paid for this and I'm pretty sure he makes 3 times more than I do.
Awesome !!! at the beginning of November a fairy came to me and told me I need to go to a training 2 consecutive weekends ... are weekends free ? what the fuck are you doing ? planing my free time in advance ? made a little bit of research about this training and it turned out it wont help my activity whatsoever because it was meant for people which want to start their own businesses. In an audience with the princess I explained that this was a waste of my time and it wont help, I received an arrogant answer "This is not a democracy" ... well ok fuck you then my revenge will be so sweet. Went to that retarded dumb ass training were a bunch of lame fucks
wasted my time. Fast forward !!! Christmas was quick the new years eve was not longer than 3 glasses of JD while barbecuing some ribs. Traveled to Hungary on the 1st January were one of our friend had a horrible kidney crisis, we spent the night in the emergency room and traveled back in the morning, the plan was to chilax in a SPA complex.
Next one will be about a movie I got yesterday and if you are a true rock'n roller you will love it !
but 1st check out these 2 geezers taking a piss on the young generation ... brilliant !!!

Banzai !!!

I want to break free

So I saw the other day "Filth and Wisdom" I loved the movie, Eugene Hutz form Gogol Bordello was exceptional, funny jokes, good story, even though the movie was directed by Madonna I could feel Guy Ritchie's influence. On the other had my girl friend watched SALT the latest movie with Angelina Jolie ... she was so impressed with it I had to watch it ( was hoping to see Gia again, Gia was her best role so far ).
The movie was a huge empty action balloon she kicked a lot of people around and that was it ... but these movies are not the point !
My girlfriend promised her auntie I will bring her the latest Angelina movie, which is so awesome. I expressed my opinion about the movie beeing hollow without content, commercial crap meant to entertain the zombies and told her about my movie. Of course her auntie did not agree with my comment and told me stuff like "chacun à son goût" ( everybody has got his own taste ), of course I explained how wisdom can emerge from filth, how people learn life lessons and change. The minute before we were talking about tolerance, now my taste is rubbish ? I'm so sorry but I can't reason in such conditions and prefer to shut my trap and look for the exit ... this is not how I roll. Making a point could be interpreted as arrogance. Wisdom gained, I will never ever make comments about stuff I consider worthless nor share my knowledge or preferences with certain people. If people want to eat frozen shit on a popsicle let them eat it, laugh your soul out, enjoy the show.
Can't wait to arrive at my destination, the place were I can express my self without taking other peoples opinion force feed ... get my ink, wear my clothes and be the master of my universe.


Say no to slavery !!!

Super gay or just nice ?

I kinda always liked Robbie Williams, never liked "take that" but Robbie is ok . He is like a motherfucker dressed as a gentleman and some of his clips are great ... my personal favorite:

awesome hah ?

Before he rocked he played in a boy band, yep 5 fucktards singing about matching souls, dancing after some choreography and God knows what else they did. Robbie got sick of that crap had a huge fight with the band leader bye bye band.
Here we are 15 years later they thought it would be cool to make up and forgive eachother, this is the result:

Shame from RWL on Vimeo.

not sure what to think about this mess, sounds rather beetleish some say, other say the last scenes are cold mountainish ... so group reunited ? hope not !

I'm getting soft ... no wonder my girlfriends feeds me with antibiotics to kill a stomach bacteria which 90% of the planet's population has.

"Filth and Wisdom" on !

This guy is great

Dalai Lama’s 18 rules for living

At the start of the new millennium the Dalai Lama apparently issued eighteen rules for living.

1. Take into account that great love and great achievements involve great risk.
2. When you lose, don’t lose the lesson.
3. Follow the three Rs:
1. Respect for self
2. Respect for others
3. Responsibility for all your actions.
4. Remember that not getting what you want is sometimes a wonderful stroke of luck.
5. Learn the rules so you know how to break them properly.
6. Don’t let a little dispute injure a great friendship.
7. When you realize you’ve made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.
8. Spend some time alone every day.
9. Open your arms to change, but don’t let go of your values.
10. Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.
11. Live a good, honourable life. Then when you get older and think back, you’ll be able to enjoy it a second time.
12. A loving atmosphere in your home is the foundation for your life.
13. In disagreements with loved ones, deal only with the current situation. Don’t bring up the past.
14. Share your knowledge. It’s a way to achieve immortality.
15. Be gentle with the earth.
16. Once a year, go someplace you’ve never been before.
17. Remember that the best relationship is one in which your love for each other exceeds your need for each other.
18. Judge your success by what you had to give up in order to get it.

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Elder people are annoying !

Well ... they are ! just because they need to wake up early morning and agglomerate the institutions, buses, markets basically each and every place which should be free for the working class. The morning rush is not the same without the full buses. I had to get some blood tests this morning, of course early wake up to make it in time for work ... surprise surprise a fucking mob of used people was already waiting in line. Perfect way to start a week ... early morning wake up, queuing with a bunch of smelly farts, getting a needle in your arm and late for work.
I agree they are bored they want to fill their time with stuff, but they are taking it to an extreme, seriously ! why do they ask the counter lady the same question 10 times ? to get her annoyed and start an argument ? or what the fuck is going on ?
So in my country ( you know financial paradise with banned iPhone's ) elder people will be allowed out only after rush hours and their interaction with the health system will be made trough user unfriendly medicine dispensers just to make them lose hope and quit.
If you've got all the time in the world why hurry ? why leave the house so early in the morning ? drink your tea, read the newspaper, get a daily shower cause you stink ( most old people stink, not because of the age because they are fucking dirty ), open the windows let fresh air in, download tv series or do whatever.
Worst thing is when I hear them complaining about today's youth, how everything is so wrong and how good their life under the communist regime was, no shit dudes ! really that awesome ? memba the cold winters without heat and electricity, or the the empty fridge, or the fear of free speech, or living with 2 kids in a 2 room apartment, the same holidays at the seaside in those fucked up resorts, or not working while being at work, stealing everything you could ... lame right ? oh wait you made it lame and you complain about about the youth ? Allow me ! I will pull the plug on you !
Oh and please don't ask me to let you in front !!!
Take example he is old but he is cool


Up your's !