I've been running out of imagination lately & it has been showing right here. I described this bog as a world of amazement, but with what I've been writing lately I don't see how people can be any more than just suprised.
Sorry about that, I will now tend to mend this debacle...
you can start being amazed again.
Thursday, August 31, 2006
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
work or no work, that is the question.
I can't say I'm proud of it but for me it's 'no work'.
Click on this blog-post's title and discover the truth: I'm not the only one.
The only difference would be that I don't just waste 2 hours per 8 hour day, I actually waste 5 hours on a 6-7 hour day. Sorry Salary.com but if you had counted me in your stats you would have found that the average is much higher. :-)
Click on this blog-post's title and discover the truth: I'm not the only one.
The only difference would be that I don't just waste 2 hours per 8 hour day, I actually waste 5 hours on a 6-7 hour day. Sorry Salary.com but if you had counted me in your stats you would have found that the average is much higher. :-)
Arriving late at work
So today I arrived at work at 11.08...
I'm not proud of it, but I'm not ashamed either: I could have arrived earlier if it wasn't so difficult to get through public transport. Nevertheless I woke up at 9.36 when I usually leave the flat almost exactly one hour before... basically I have no excuse.
I didn't even make up any excuse, I just dampened the truth a little.
Some people though could go through heaven and hell to find the right excuse, but then it would all depend on how you say it and most importantly how often.
So for those people who do blaber about, telling their bosses that and asteroid hit a public toilet and then the seat burst your tire leaving your car to swirle into a pile of elephant dung, just stop; they won't believe you anyway. Just admit you're wrong, it'll make your boss feel more powerfull (you'll see that with that small smirk he'ld be pulling) and then he would leave you to you business while he goes look at himself in the mirror.
That's all there is to it: lies won't get you anywhere.
:-)
I'm not proud of it, but I'm not ashamed either: I could have arrived earlier if it wasn't so difficult to get through public transport. Nevertheless I woke up at 9.36 when I usually leave the flat almost exactly one hour before... basically I have no excuse.
I didn't even make up any excuse, I just dampened the truth a little.
Some people though could go through heaven and hell to find the right excuse, but then it would all depend on how you say it and most importantly how often.
So for those people who do blaber about, telling their bosses that and asteroid hit a public toilet and then the seat burst your tire leaving your car to swirle into a pile of elephant dung, just stop; they won't believe you anyway. Just admit you're wrong, it'll make your boss feel more powerfull (you'll see that with that small smirk he'ld be pulling) and then he would leave you to you business while he goes look at himself in the mirror.
That's all there is to it: lies won't get you anywhere.
:-)
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Some reeeeaaaallly cool stuff
http://www.freeset.ca/hldemo_nightclub
http://www.i-bar.ch/index.php?id=88&L=1
http://www.sensitivefloor.com
and lots lots lots more, just click on the blog-post title (linked) to go to one of my favorite sites, maybe even my favorite of all (for its content at least)
http://www.i-bar.ch/index.php?id=88&L=1
http://www.sensitivefloor.com
and lots lots lots more, just click on the blog-post title (linked) to go to one of my favorite sites, maybe even my favorite of all (for its content at least)
Sleeping at work
Now we're all human & all more stupid than the next, so don't deny it: we all sleep at work!
I personally figures out how to sleep with my eyes wide open as if I weren't sleeping, but I think that the only inconvenience is that your eyes ain't moving and they get crossed in a very unusual way (freeky), so if your boss doesn't see you sleeping he still sees you NOT working. Now I just gotta come up with a scheme that will also make my eyes move over the screen and my fingers over the keyboard, all while I continue sleeping.
:-)
I personally figures out how to sleep with my eyes wide open as if I weren't sleeping, but I think that the only inconvenience is that your eyes ain't moving and they get crossed in a very unusual way (freeky), so if your boss doesn't see you sleeping he still sees you NOT working. Now I just gotta come up with a scheme that will also make my eyes move over the screen and my fingers over the keyboard, all while I continue sleeping.
:-)
Friday, August 25, 2006
France...
... a country where people go on strike as if it were their holiday; where passing pedestrians turn their heads away and think no less than a judge sentencing a criminal that hasn't been judged,
where the beauty of the scenery sparkles in your eyes but is still taken for granted by the popular sight; where the food tickles your tongue like no other can but empties your wallet as if there was nothing from the start; where the system is made to help all but only makes you pay to help the unwanted.
A place that visitors love above all other on earth but that flee at first site of any of what has been said above.
Ignorance is bliss...
where the beauty of the scenery sparkles in your eyes but is still taken for granted by the popular sight; where the food tickles your tongue like no other can but empties your wallet as if there was nothing from the start; where the system is made to help all but only makes you pay to help the unwanted.
A place that visitors love above all other on earth but that flee at first site of any of what has been said above.
Ignorance is bliss...
Friday, August 18, 2006
Law is funner than you can imagin
A surfer once sued another surfer for "stealing his wave." The case was thrown out because the court was unable to put a price on "pain and suffering" endured by the surfer watching someone else ride "his" wave.
In 1985, a pregnant women was falsely accused of shoplifting a basketball.
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Since the United Nations was founded in 1945, there have been 140 wars.
Serving ice cream on cherry pie was once illegal inKansas
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The Indian election in 1984 was the largest election of any country. Over 379,000,000 voters were eligible to vote at over 480,000 polling stations.
In 1985, a pregnant women was falsely accused of shoplifting a basketball.
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In the 1985
Since the United Nations was founded in 1945, there have been 140 wars.
Serving ice cream on cherry pie was once illegal in
Centuries ago in
India
The Indian election in 1984 was the largest election of any country. Over 379,000,000 voters were eligible to vote at over 480,000 polling stations.
now how's that for a fact?!
American women, on average, spend 55 minutes per day getting showered, dressed, and groomed.
Forty percent of Americans iron their clothes while wearing their underwear or being completely naked.
Children laugh about 400 times a day, while adults laugh on average only 15 times a day.
Americans are responsible for generating roughly 20% percent of the garbage in the world.
Annually, the amount of garbage that is dumped in the world's oceans is three times the weight of fish that is caught from the oceans.
By recycling just one glass bottle, the amount of energy that is being saved is enough to light a 100 watt bulb for four hours.
Every year approximately 2,500 left-handed people are killed by using object or machinery designed for right-handed people.
Every year approximately 3,000 people choke to death.
In a year, the average person walks four miles to make his or her bed.
It is estimated that at any one time, 0.7% of the world's population is drunk.
More than 90% of shark attack victims survive.
Most American women have their first baby when they are 24.3 years old.
The amount of aluminum that Americans throw out in three months is enough to rebuild all American commercial planes.
Three years of a person's life is spent on the toilet.
The first toilet stall in a public washroom is the least likely to be used. It is also the cleanest.
Most toilets’ flush musical note equivalent is an E flat.
According to studies, an average roll of toilet paper lasts about five days in the bathroom.
In a survey conducted in 2000 by Kimberly-Clark, it was found that men prefer to fold their toilet paper, and women like to wad it.
Friday, August 11, 2006
back to the futur 3
And the saga continues...
This is something that I discovered and saw back on the dinner-boat-trip thingy.
We were peacefuly eating when I turned my head outside to see and hear dozens of people dancing and singing on the docks; at first there were only a few as we were passing by, but then the further we went up the river the more there were; it ended up at a peak counting hundreds of people either watching or being watched.
The ones who had all eyes to them were on the edge of the water dancing to the rythm of the night, different groups spread along the waterside having a blast.
They were just there to dance, whether it was classical, hip-hop, jazz, flamenco, or any other style, they were there to dance, no matter how good they swung their companion or how bad they fell, nobody cared, they were there to dance...
Their way is as a certain Satchel Paige once said: work as if you needn't any money, love as if you had never suffered, dance as if nobody were looking.
This is something that I discovered and saw back on the dinner-boat-trip thingy.
We were peacefuly eating when I turned my head outside to see and hear dozens of people dancing and singing on the docks; at first there were only a few as we were passing by, but then the further we went up the river the more there were; it ended up at a peak counting hundreds of people either watching or being watched.
The ones who had all eyes to them were on the edge of the water dancing to the rythm of the night, different groups spread along the waterside having a blast.
They were just there to dance, whether it was classical, hip-hop, jazz, flamenco, or any other style, they were there to dance, no matter how good they swung their companion or how bad they fell, nobody cared, they were there to dance...
Their way is as a certain Satchel Paige once said: work as if you needn't any money, love as if you had never suffered, dance as if nobody were looking.
now who ever said you were useless?
The average human body contains enough:
iron to make a 3 inch nail,
sulfur to kill all fleas on an average dog,
carbon to make 900 pencils,
potassium to fire a toy cannon,
fat to make 7 bars of soap,
phosphorous to make 2,200 match heads, and
water to fill a ten-gallon tank.
iron to make a 3 inch nail,
sulfur to kill all fleas on an average dog,
carbon to make 900 pencils,
potassium to fire a toy cannon,
fat to make 7 bars of soap,
phosphorous to make 2,200 match heads, and
water to fill a ten-gallon tank.
Do lobsters mate for life?
If you think lobsters mate for life, think again; the truth is far more interesting. Strangely, many people believe that they do. In one episode "Friends," when Ross and Rachel finally get together, their friend Phoebe (the sentimental one) swoons and says, "See, he's her lobster." In fact, Rachel should have been offended by this comment. For starters, it meant that Ross was going to dump her after two weeks and then go on to mate with every other woman in the building.
Thursday, August 10, 2006
get the party stoped
Now Here's a little something that you people ought to know:
When you inhale the smoke of a cigarette the tar doesn't stay in your lungs, if it did you would be dead already. That tar goes into your blood stream and then is assimilated by your white blood cells; now that's a good thing, but then those white blood cells go deposite that tar in glands that are positioned under you arm-pits and around your inner thighs.
Now for the bad part: that tar doesn't get destroyed by those glands as would any other parasite; it stays in them and piles up each time you inhale that smoke. And at one point those glands are too full to take anything else, that means that they can't process and destroy any other parasites deposited by the white blood cells.
Then all those other unprocessed parasites start their big party and give you cancer, a cancer that can apear in any part of your body that has blood flowing through it, that means anywhere...
Now the only question you should be asking yourself now is:
where it will be for you? ...
When you inhale the smoke of a cigarette the tar doesn't stay in your lungs, if it did you would be dead already. That tar goes into your blood stream and then is assimilated by your white blood cells; now that's a good thing, but then those white blood cells go deposite that tar in glands that are positioned under you arm-pits and around your inner thighs.
Now for the bad part: that tar doesn't get destroyed by those glands as would any other parasite; it stays in them and piles up each time you inhale that smoke. And at one point those glands are too full to take anything else, that means that they can't process and destroy any other parasites deposited by the white blood cells.
Then all those other unprocessed parasites start their big party and give you cancer, a cancer that can apear in any part of your body that has blood flowing through it, that means anywhere...
Now the only question you should be asking yourself now is:
where it will be for you? ...
Monday, August 07, 2006
Back to the futur 2
the trilogy continues...
The Other day (again I don't know when) I went with the whole basketball group to Montparnass. & we all ate at the Flam's (where they serve flammenkuche... deuh!).
It's nice to see people from work outside of work, they become completely different people (especially with 3 grams of alcohol in each arm).
The area is very nice, lots of people, lots of activity, lots of fun & laughter in the air.
It's amazing how Paris never sleeps: at whatever time of the day or of the week you take the metro or the bus there are always a whole bunch of people wide awake ready to party; the only problem would be that none of them are open minded enough to let you party with them.
Anyway, good day to all, & good night to some... (my nights never stop..) ;-)
The Other day (again I don't know when) I went with the whole basketball group to Montparnass. & we all ate at the Flam's (where they serve flammenkuche... deuh!).
It's nice to see people from work outside of work, they become completely different people (especially with 3 grams of alcohol in each arm).
The area is very nice, lots of people, lots of activity, lots of fun & laughter in the air.
It's amazing how Paris never sleeps: at whatever time of the day or of the week you take the metro or the bus there are always a whole bunch of people wide awake ready to party; the only problem would be that none of them are open minded enough to let you party with them.
Anyway, good day to all, & good night to some... (my nights never stop..) ;-)
Back to the futur...
ok so since I only started this blog (...Web log.. for the cavepeople) a few days ago. I missed out on telling you curious people what I've been up to. It won't be much, but there are still a few nice things that I did..
One thing I did was go on a boat down the Seine with my team & had dinner there, but it's not just a dinner on a boat, because the boat actually moves (wow!!)!
It's the kind of thing that you would never do as a resident here, it's more of a touristy kitchy kinda thing to do, but one should always try the food before serving it (just in case it's poisoned).
It's sooo nice to see Paris from below, from under the bridges (no I'm not homeless), from the surface of the sparkling water.
The food is nice and so is the music; it lasts for 2 hours & timing is perfect; & it doesn't have to be romantic (we were almost all talking about work... how boring can one get).
Paris is wonderful, please come visit!
Someone once said: aspire & live up to your dreams, if not what are dreams for?
(...actually I said that :-) ...)
One thing I did was go on a boat down the Seine with my team & had dinner there, but it's not just a dinner on a boat, because the boat actually moves (wow!!)!
It's the kind of thing that you would never do as a resident here, it's more of a touristy kitchy kinda thing to do, but one should always try the food before serving it (just in case it's poisoned).
It's sooo nice to see Paris from below, from under the bridges (no I'm not homeless), from the surface of the sparkling water.
The food is nice and so is the music; it lasts for 2 hours & timing is perfect; & it doesn't have to be romantic (we were almost all talking about work... how boring can one get).
Paris is wonderful, please come visit!
Someone once said: aspire & live up to your dreams, if not what are dreams for?
(...actually I said that :-) ...)
Thursday, August 03, 2006
Ice Kube
I discovered this really cool place here: it's called the Ice Kube. Some people might already know about such a place in Stockholm, London and Milan.
If not well this is what it is: it's called an ice bar, a bar made of ice (deuhh!) where the room temperature is -5ºC, you pay 38 euros to get in & when you're in they lend you a jacket (believe me, you'll need it) & serve you a French vodka called Grey Goose.
If ever in the area, DO check it out. Only down side: you're in only for 30mn (enough time though to get drunk out of your mind).
1-5, passage Ruelle
75018 Paris
If not well this is what it is: it's called an ice bar, a bar made of ice (deuhh!) where the room temperature is -5ºC, you pay 38 euros to get in & when you're in they lend you a jacket (believe me, you'll need it) & serve you a French vodka called Grey Goose.
If ever in the area, DO check it out. Only down side: you're in only for 30mn (enough time though to get drunk out of your mind).
1-5, passage Ruelle
75018 Paris
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
It's like having sex for the first time...
... it's over before you even know it.
Time flies, so enjoy each second. People run, so enjoy each step. Rains falls, so enjoy each drop.
What I've just said might not mean much, but what I'm saying is... enjoy.
This blog is dedicated to the people who take life too seriously, who grow up to fast & are too afraid to say that they still suck their thumb.
You're gonna get old some day anyway, so why rush things? what are you all runing from?
Read-on & discover not the 7 wonders of the world, but the wonderful world itself...
Time flies, so enjoy each second. People run, so enjoy each step. Rains falls, so enjoy each drop.
What I've just said might not mean much, but what I'm saying is... enjoy.
This blog is dedicated to the people who take life too seriously, who grow up to fast & are too afraid to say that they still suck their thumb.
You're gonna get old some day anyway, so why rush things? what are you all runing from?
Read-on & discover not the 7 wonders of the world, but the wonderful world itself...
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