It was a good day. One of those days you feel good about the world, the people and even yourself. When there is just enough of everything and every little cog matches and the machine is rolling. When you hear victory music on your way home. When the world is a good place to live
I always do this. Usually not on paper, but in my head, nevertheless, the point remains the same. I think of it as my prayer (or as the closest thing to a prayer, since I do not believe in God) and it calms me down. Or gets me psyched. Either works. At noon tomorrow, I
I know, stupid title but I got nothing else on my mind right now. Unless you want something from the Apocalyptica, but I think those are a little too much. Day went by ok, nothing special to report on the home front. I got some sleep, re-read my last post from yesterday and it just…it`s
And here we are again, friday and weekend is upon us and I am again presented with a problem, what to do? First, the good things. I managed to transcript the whole interview and my ears are eternally grateful to me. And a mental note, never send a lawyer to do a journalist`s job. One
Topic comes from the titles of two movies that depict almost the same event. An army action gone bad. For those who don`t go to the movies so often, it`s “Black hawk down” and “Bloody sunday“, the first one showing an american army debacle in Somalia and the second showing a british army debacle on
It`s amazing how I sometimes feel like a puppet, withouth any control over my body and mind, a doll which runs on fumes of fears, dreams and feelings. How I actually see those feelings close my eyes, shut down my mind and how I almost see the strings, attached to my hands, feet and body.
The phrase small gods comes in various shapes and sizes. Terry Prattchet wrote a book called “Small gods”, one of the installments from the “Discworld” series. Vlado Kreslin, one of our most prominent singers from our country did, once upon a time, play with a band called Small gods (well, the correct name is Little