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Και οι αναμνήσεις. Και η νοσταλγία. Και η απόσταση. Και η μελαγχολία. Και ο χρόνος. Και το τηλέφωνο. Που σε κάνει ν'ακούς τον άλλον να πεθαίνει (κυριολεκτικά) ενώ εσύ το μόνο που μπορείς να κάνεις είναι ήχοι για να καθαρίσεις το λαιμό σου από τους κόμπους, να διώξεις το βράχνιασμα, μην τυχόν και προδοθείς.  Λες το τηλέφωνο να μεγαλώνει την μοναξιά, τις αναμνήσεις, τη νοσταλγία, την

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A few weeks ago I had this dream that took me back to some very old times... I was in fact dreaming of a movie I had watched not long after we had bought our first colour TV - so, it must have been around 1987-88. The movie was about a kid and a red balloon, and it is one of the few things I remember clearly from that age... Despite the nostalgia and melancholia when i woke up, I didn't bother

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I don't have the time to do an exposé on Rabbie's best poetry - sad but true... On the other hand, the gorillas back home are all planning another gathering... And while the winter here is not that bad (for the first time since I got here), it's still pretty cold when the aforementioned is taken into account (along with my absence).  Moreover (as we say in academia), the tsipouro is now

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...and eat well", as grandma used to say. So I did. Starting from top: - Grilled Greek green chilli (credits to M.T. for growing it) - Tzatziki (with dill) - Roasted aubergine with parsley and feta - (More) feta with olive oil and oregano - Black olive paste  - Pan fried 'shrooms with parsley and oregano I won't mention the salad, because all it involved was chopping.

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3x3 from Nuno Rocha on Vimeo.

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"Γιατί δεν με θες κυρά μου; Επειδή είμαι χαζό; " "Είμαι λίγο αλανιάρης, σαν γραφιάς κ σαν αμπντάλης και θαρρείς ότι μ'εμένα δεν θα την περνάς καλά;" p.s. I was about to embed something else but then I figured out "she" has already featured in this blog... (btw: the latter version appeals more to me than the former - maybe it has to do with Estudiantina's participation in the

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click to enlarge  Most of you have seen some of his work; some of you might have seen it all. I belong to the former group, but i only just cared to properly look it up and so ended up at the source. 

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The thing with traveling a lot and often, besides nature's occasional post-menstrual reactions, is that there's too many airports involved.  The thing with too many airports involved is that there often aren't enough people for you to become part of the sentimental scenery that surrounds you in those spaces...  (although, i do admit that it would be great fun hugging strangers while

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Θέλω να γράψω. Θέλω να σού πω. Να σου πω πόσο "αλλιώς" είμαι. Πόσο ντόπιος ΔΕΝ είμαι. Θέλω να γράψω "πόσο διαφορετικός", "πόσο πιο αληθινός". Είπες κάποτε ότι δεν τα μασάς κ ότι τα λές όπως είναι. Μπορεί κ να'χες δίκιο. Αλλά δεν το πήρα ποτέ στα σοβαρά, γιατί άλλα μού είπες κάποτε, κ άλλα εννοούσες. Κάτι σαν κ αυτούς εδώ, τους "ντόπιους". Τους "αληθινούς". Αυτούς που, είτε άλλα λένε κ άλλα

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Ottawa, Byward market: How can you not love the whole "WTF is this guy doing???" attitude of the unfamiliar Canadians, who, within 1 minute see everyone else join in and think: "shit, that's how they do it" and then forget about the question and just shut the FU and join in??? .... Just like home: there is no choreography; everyone does as they please. Beauty in chaos. Let the rest

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Αδά σον κόσμον αγαπώ, ινάν θεόν και εσέναν (bis) αν θέλτ'ς δεβά σον ανοιχτήν, και ρώτα για τ'εμέναν ------- Εγώ για τ'εσέν και μόνον, σύρω τη σεβντάς τον πόνον και το κιφαλί'μ σο μαξιλάρ, κι ο νους'ιμ εν σο δρόμον (bis) ------- Κορ' κρέμασον ενάν σταυρόν, κι έναν θεόν προΣκύνα (bis) σεράντα ψυία εσύ μη καίεις, τερέν και αγάπα έναν -------- Εγώ για τ'εσέν και μόνον, σύρω τη σεβντάς τον

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The best 47 minutes of my life (actually, the best 141 mins of my life, cos i've watched it 3 times back-to-back) Keywords (in non-alphabetical order): Tsahouridis brothers, Veria, Mikri Santa, Pontian, knowledge, social trauma, tradition, innovation, vision, devotion, humanity, humility, respect, talent, perseverance. "Knowledge is to always leave a window open within you - to be

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As the unemployment gains more ground in the UK, and as the memory disk from this little village feels full, I believe it is time to move out. In a few months I'll be blogging from South Korea. I can't hide how smug i feel with the whole timing of moving out of Europe when Europe is going bust. 15 years in Blighty is a bit too much. It saddens me that the Highlands won't be in such an easy

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By that, I don't mean the entire kingdom of Denmark - only the part we now call Norway. ... Where things look very bleak at the moment... Allow me to extend my sympathies to my Norwegian readership - we will be with you in these difficult times. p.s. Stories of huge amounts of butter being smuggled and sold in the black market have not been verified (yet).

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Por una cabeza de un noble potrillo  que justo en la raya afloja al llegar  y que al regresar parece decir:  no olvides, hermano,  vos sabes, no hay que jugar...  Por una cabeza, metejon de un dia,  de aquella coqueta y risueña mujer  que al jurar sonriendo,  el amor que esta mintiendo  quema en una hoguera todo mi querer.  Por una cabeza  todas las locuras  su boca que besa  borra

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Too Late from SIDE FILMS on Vimeo.

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While I enjoyed my brief stay at your beautiful country (no sarcasm yet - this is all true), I believe that you are seriously nationally confused... And I mean properly confused... not like Indians or Pakistanis. Exhibit A: Exhibit B: Seriously...? You expect people to answer "Yes" to the above questions? Initially, I was only going to refer to (1) and (2), but reading through

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ONLY ON JINJIR-MINJIR: TAKE PART IN OUR SURVEY AND LEAD A LIFE FREE OF MISERY!!!  To be called a "miserable old sod" (κακομοίρης) by someone who instigated your very misery, and has been contributing to it, is: a) adding insult to injury; b) not their fault, especially if they're notably self-centred (in general) and ever-so-slightly drunk (at the moment of expression); c)

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For example:

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On YouTube, as always.

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Please, please, please,  Let me get what i want This time.

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But does it matter, so long as I am a happy monkey? Not just because of the final score, but mainly because I've never seen Piccadilly Circus that vibrant... EVER!  Also, because this was a nice birthday present. p.s. 

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Those of you with Facebook must have already seen this (if not, shut Facebook and join G+ - oh, wait... NO-ONE can have their FB accounts shut... I forgot about that...) It goes without saying that this is  a student prank, and not official policy. Which, I guess, translates into "since it's not official policy, you don't have to go home if you're bored"

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p.s. I love the orientalist-ic coloration of his voice at 2.09

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Never ask for a "latte" in a cafe/bar if/when in Germany. Besides "a small plank" or a "lath", its colloquial meaning stands for "hardened dick". So, as it was explained to me, asking for a latte is like asking for the latter of the translations to be shoved up there where the sun don't shine. So. Be careful if you're planning touristing in Germany, or else... you may be violated.

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You've had a nice day. You've met interesting people; you've had insightful chats. A free dinner with some free booze. You come back home. Watch the footy highlights, thinking it's bound to be exciting. Instead, you're bored to death. You're falling asleep on the couch. Eyes barely kept open. But it's still early. If you go to bed now, you'll be up at 5am. So you decide to flick through some

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I've had this idea a few years ago... People said "don't be ridiculous". So, I stopped. Now, someone else is being ridiculous and earning money from it.  Ahhh.... When will I learn?

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I simply wanna throw up and go to bed. I need to get out of me all the shit that's been amassing inside me for some time. Not in words, but in a mix of gastric acid, unprocessed alcohol, disgust and yet more disgust.  That's how it felt when it got in - that's how it should get out. Besides, it should make for a very good symbolic "restart". Also, if possible, I'd like there to be a

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(yes, the guy from Police Academy - if you're old enough, you know what i'm talking about...)

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It felt like someone slapped me. "Yes, I got married" she said. And after a pause during which my jaw dropped, she added chuckling "to a Greek...!" This is the kind of person that considered marriage to be a trick, void of all sentimental links (or killer of all sentiments) and therefore a waste of time and health. It should be avoided at all costs. Therefore, learning of the change of plans

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Thinking how many made-up things and situations stir and consolidate people's feelings compared to the actual and factual (things and situations).

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In the plane, taxing to the runway. The moon looks full, but it is covered by thin clouds creating a blur of it. It's our turn to turn left and take off. The plane that took off before us is already midway in the air, a clear cut shadow that for a few seconds was sitting right in the middle of the blurred moon, against a background of Brussels' and the runway's lights. It would have been a

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Again, I am not sure my translation captures the sense, feelings and semantics as they are set in the native language, but the song is perfect for a miserable, rainy, sunday evening. Vid here. Translation and Original underneath it.

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They seem pretty knowledgable when it comes to designing stuff other than cars (I guess because their cars look unnervingly the same for the last 60 years, so they needed a kind of challenge...).  They also seem to know their finances. I mean making six times more in the stock market than by the products you manufacture and sell globally, then... you're probably in the wrong business...

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I don't know if you've noticed, but things have been working out for the past couple of months - mainly because I've been minding my own business. I am sure that because of the latter, other people need your presence (or should I appeasingly say "your guidance"?) more than I do. So, please stay out of it.... Go on holiday or something. I'm sure you need it and it'd be beneficial to both of us.

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The logic behind the claim that there are other primary causes for terrorism against the United States [JM edit: cultural, sociopolitical, socioeconomic] needs to be examined. Many other Western nations are wealthy; have an extensive industrial and commercial presence overseas; export their culture along with their products and services; and believe in religious freedom, economic opportunity,

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It's beautiful when the weather helps, and makes you stroll around town, and then you come across marvels like the ones below (mainly Austins, but also Hillmans, Morrises, the odd Chrysler and, of course, the odd Jag) :      

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Fastening buttons, you realize. That the world's not fastened right. That fastening buttons is not just a matter of buttons. Fastening buttons, you realize. That wrongly fastened first button, first love, first marriage, first failure... On nights of regret after wronging someone, a wrongly fastened button shows us what we did wrong. Yes, indeed, living is like looking for the holes for the

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The following is the opinion of the most awarded foreign correspondent of our times, Robert Fisk: "So locked into Israel has US foreign policy become, so fearful of Israel have almost all its Congressmen and Congresswomen become – to the extent of loving Israel more than America – that America will this week stand out not as the nation that produced Woodrow Wilson and his 14

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Has the world gone stupider than it used to be, or is it because of the new social media that more and more eejits are being uncovered?  Case in point: "You say "exploited democracy"... I mean, I understand many of your police officers don't even carry guns... I don't know if that necessarily speaks that it is a democracy..." (note the rolling of the eyes) In my opinion he should have

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in case you prefer books to blogs

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Q: How many of your professional idols can you meet in a week? Q: How many of them can you impress? A: All of them, if you're prepared to a) be a little bit of a charlatan and b) travel up and down the country.  Well... All of them, bar two. But I'm still young, and I still got things to say. I just have to make sure that a) I don't become a total dick with time, and b) I

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More than that, when I asked him a question, he actually paused and was kind enough to remark that my question was very interesting.  Not that you should know who John Simpson is... Let's just say that he's seen up close and personal more world events than you (and I...) care to remember: Tiananmen Square, travelling with Ayatollah Khomeini, interviewing Gaddafi a few times and, as he

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I think it was Bill Bailey who said that, contrary to women and gays, and many other groups, the average single heterosexual male cannot be bothered to claim things. Not necessarily struggle to claim them, but claim them.  And that made me think... A lot... In my abundant spare time... And what I thought is this: from a young age we are made to believe that this side of the world is one

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Over the holidays, and being the charlatan that I am, I let myself loose and managed to get an infection. And just like with every other illness, I decided to discover what it was all about. The disease in question could well be named "Paokitis", from the northern greek sport club PAOK. For a third of a century I refused to support anyone other than the home club. But then.... Then it took a

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original version here p.s. I've missed singing alongside Chief. I really have... 

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previously featuring in this post

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... hearing the summer noises that escape from open windows and balcony doors (arguments, radio, tv, and especially: dishes being picked up after dinner/lunch is over and done with - i could write a whole post about how this latter noise is the signifier of neighbourhood-, family- and childhood summer memories...) ... being waken early in the morning by stray dogs' barking; OR cats shagging; OR

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It's funny how from "You shouldn't be worried about baldness" you get to "well... it's thinning out" within a year or so.  On the other hand, I always had this fascination with baldness. Just like I had (and still have) a fascination with death. MY death, that is - lest we attract the attention of some overzealous US immigration officials who would like to link me to the Holocaust.... 15 years (

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Is it a kettle? Is it a cafetiere? Is it a curtain steam-cleaner? Or is it maybe some kind of pump? No! It is a shisha/hookah/narghile, designed by Porsche. If ever you tried to find a really good reason why NOT to stop smoking, I believe this should up in the top 5. I am not aware of the price, but I believe it'd be sacrilege to focus on such moronic questions when confronted with such a marvel

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p.s. I love the song. I love MacAskill. I do not endorse the company behind the spot. I am trying hard to endorse its motto. I love closing my eyes at 2':57'' and waiting for the momentum to start at 3':37''. I love the guy on the right at 3':53", applauding like he's recognising the true value of the effort (and talent) necessary for all the stunts - unlike the other guy, who seems to be

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Obama's visit:I think that... Nah... Fuck it... Flight cancellations:Well... I think it'd be better if.... nah - forget it... It doesn't make sense... Hollywood fairytales:It's not that they're outworldly, but... Well... I guess... ... ... Doesn't matter... Protests in Greece and Spain:You see... I mean... Sure, but... Oh, God... Unwestern peacebuilding:Kinda looks like... Well... It's not

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Everyone knows that a good reward for a job well done keeps the wheels turning (and the slaves running). As far as I am concerned, it seems our output enjoys (inter)national esteem and recognition: Source: http://www.guardian.co.uk/education/table/2011/may/17/university-guide-politics Yet, our reward seems to be spending cuts: in salaries, funding, and all other expenses that are necessary for

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(All pics clickable and zoomable)  Street in Pondicherry  River in Ariyankuppam  Tuk-tuk Inside tuk-tuk  Creatures of the night (quite often, the major reason of accidents, day or night)  Bird waterhole  Shanty in Purnankuppam  Statue in Purnankuppam  Sadhana forest  Sadhana forest hut Express Delivery  On the way to work  I wish I could tell you what that is... and i don't mean the

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Idlis, gobi manchurians, chili mushroom dosais, pachadis, raitas, avials, dals, kuzhambus, masalas, tandooris, biryanis.... I was supposed to have been losing weight while in India, but... I guess the Indian Gods had a different opinion on the matter.... In other news: the first powercuts have already began here... It was explained that this doesn't usually happen until the first days of April,

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Mumbai and its slums. As you approach the city with the plane, there's nothing that makes it look different from any other metropolis. As you descend further, you get to see the ugliness and the lack of hygiene that comes with such places. The fact that the slums are built all the way to the airport's fence, means you can see some of the poorest people on earth going about their daily life. What

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Influenced by the Japanese extravagant traditions of dinner parties - where sushi is served on naked bodies - I present to you my ideal St Valentine's set-dinner menu: Starter:(Messieurs) Cream of cunnilingus soup with Brunoise.(Mesdames) Royal rod soup with Duxelles. Main:(Mssrs) Organically raised labia, cooked in Amaretto, served on a bed of capellini di figa and topped with a distinctly

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Well.... They'll always be there... All you can do is ignore them for about 15 mins....

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Robert Burns, Scotland's national poet, is celebrated today throughout the world (if you are unsure who that might be, then this might refresh your memory). What a Burns Night, or a Burns Supper, mainly involves is a lot of haggis, a lot of whisky and a lot of recitals. As Wikipedia explains: everyone stands as the main course is brought in. This is always a haggis on a large dish. It is usually

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O tempora, o mores...

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*or, Fun things to do while beating cancer me: Ok, so this orange icon is what actually connects you to the internet. ma': Wait, wait, wait. Let me get my notepad, cos I need to take notes - otherwise I won't remember anything...  ...  Ok. Ready. So. The orange icon. What is it called? me: Firefox.  ma': Fa-eer... What? me: Firefox.  ma': what does that mean? me: That is of very little relevance

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1) "It's snowing! It's snowing!! IT'S SNOWING!!! - Mom!!! Dad!!! IT'S SNOWING!!!!!!!!!!!!!" 2) "Ouch! Ay! Ay! Ouch!! It's cold - it's cold - it's cold!! It's cold here too! I better go over there.... Shit-shit-shit, it's freezin' here too!!!" 3) "My foot don't hurt any more! My foot don't hurt any more!!!! I CAN JUMP!! WHOO-HOOOOO!!!!!!!" 4) "Look Mom!! Look! Look! Mom!!! Look!! No hands!!!!!!!"

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Here's tae usWha's like usGey fewAnd they're a' deid.Mair's the pity! (Here's to usWho's like us?Damn fewAnd they're all dead.More's the pity!) May we be happy - and our enemies know it! A guid New Year and mony may ye see. May ye ne'er want a frien' or a dram to gie him. When we're gaun up the hill of fortune, may we ne'er meet a frien' comin' doun! (May we be happy and our enemies know it!A

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...when two people want each other like mad. When it brings two people together and makes them realise they are like two pieces of the same puzzle that have gone missing under the sofa (or the fridge, the armchair, the stool, or even the toilet bowl - cos life is shit, evidently...). Life, however, is a cruel bitch when it puts 500 odd kms between them and says "let me see you working this out,

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I have been drinking for 11 hours non-stop. I could have been born scandinavian. But I haven't. Which makes me question the difference between scandinavians and southern mediterraneans.     ...... I guess the difference is that I am sober. Still.... Don't know for how long, though. I guess not for long more, since i'll be going to bed soon... I am too exhausted trying to drink as much without

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If you've got an hour to spare, this will give you plenty more hours to think.  p.s. "We failed as a country...".

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I can't lose what I never hadYou can't take what I ain't got That's right brother... p.s. there's nothing like a smile hiding under a beard...

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"An insult to democracy" "Democracy does not work like that" "Peaceful protests are acceptable - wanton violence is not" Today's catch phrases of politicians and journalists alike. Makes you wonder: peaceful protest of 1m people against the invasion of Iraq; what happened at the end? Oh yes, a couple of days ago Tony Blair got recalled to testify anew to the Committee investigating the decision

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Since you've been gone, I've been alone. Like an arm without a bone. Dangling limply - like a phone that's out of charge. Like Homer without Marge. Like an egg without a spoon. Like a dugong on the moon. Like a clownfish, without Nemo. Like Twilight, without EMO. Like Hardy, without Laurel. Like high ground, without the moral. Like Disney, without Walt. Like battery - without assault. Like

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Sixth day of snow. Yesterday was the coldest I've ever felt. Like a true Scandinavian, the flatmate is never short of advice: "wool is what you need in this weather; not layer upon layer upon layer of clothes". Well, let me just say it wouldn't have made a difference if you wrapped a dead sheep around you or rubbed yourself with seal's fat from head to toes. That's how cold it was yesterday. 

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"theoretical or hypothetical; not practical, realistic, or directly useful". "not of practical relevance; of only theoretical interest". Among other things...

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Fuck swimming with dolphins and climbing the Himalayas and all that. Driving around this country alone, spotting deer and grouse, and castle towers in the distance; having the odd hawk flying alongside the moving car; totally unable of consciously remembering that there is a tonne of metal and six panes of glass separating you from the landscape; the Highlands...  The only thing that can top

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me: So how's Japan?her: It's great! We just had dinner at a Sumo wrestler's restaurant.... and he was our waiter!!!me: A Sumo wrestler waiter?? I hope you didn't complain about the food or the service or anything... Did ya?her: Of course not. Although my sister did ask about children, and apparently they can't get children...me: Children??her: Yeah, unfortunately they are out of season.me:

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Sometimes I am simply dumbfounded by how much little changes in a structure can piss you off and make you laugh your brains out at the same time... The structure in this case is my routine, my everyday, my life. The change is a trapped shoulder nerve that makes me shriek with pain every time my arm is moved beyond what the nerve thinks it is a good idea...  As a result, there's a lot of "Ouch!"

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