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Earth hour tshirt WINNER - Rita!
Earth Hour at the 3 Finger Club LOHHAS Lifestyle Lounge
Lights were out between 8:30 and 9:30 while we told stories and discussed our Lifestyle Of Health, Happiness And Sustainability (LOHHAS) using the 3 Finger "Peace Plus One" Sustainability Salute to remind us about Peace, Harmony and Balance between Society, Environment and Economy
People were the best jugglers of "Society, Environment, Economy" balls won "EARTH HOUR 60" T-Shirts WOW \!/O\!/
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all participants in the Earth Hour Discussion got a copy of "Letter to Maddie" featured below:
We Screwed Up
A Letter of Apology to My Granddaughter
By Chip Ward
[Note: I became politically active and committed on the day 20 years ago when I realized I could stand on the front porch of my house and point to three homes where children were in wheelchairs, to a home where a child had just died of leukemia, to another where a child was born missing a kidney, and yet another where a child suffered from spina bifida. All my parental alarms went off at once and I asked the obvious question: What’s going on here? Did I inadvertently move my three children into harm’s way when we settled in this high desert valley in Utah? A quest to find answers in Utah’s nuclear history and then seek solutions followed. Politics for me was never motivated by ideology. It was always about parenting.
Today my three kids are, thankfully, healthy adults. But now that grandchildren are being added to our family, my blood runs cold whenever I project out 50 years and imagine what their world will be like at middle age -- assuming they get that far and that there is still a recognizable “world” to be part of. I wrote the following letter to my granddaughter, Madeline, who is almost four years old. Although she cannot read it today, I hope she will read it in a future that proves so much better than the one that is probable, and so terribly unfair. I’m sharing this letter with other parents and grandparents in the hope that it may move them to embrace their roles as citizens and commit to the hard work of making the planet viable, the economy equitable, and our culture democratic for the many Madelines to come.]
March 20, 2012
Dear Maddie,
I address this letter to you, but please share it with Jack, Tasiah, and other grandchildren who are yet unborn. Also, with your children and theirs. My unconditional love for my children and grandchildren convinces me that, if I could live long enough to embrace my great-grandchildren, I would love them as deeply as I love you.
On behalf of my generation of grandparents to all of you, I want to apologize.
I am sorry we used up all the oil. It took a million years for those layers of carbon goo to form under the Earth’s crust and we used up most of it in a geological instant. No doubt there will be some left and perhaps you can get around the fact that what remains is already distant, dirty, and dangerous, but the low-hanging fruit will be long-gone by the time you are my age. We took it all.
There’s no excuse, really. We are gas-hogs, plain and simple. We got hooked on faster-bigger-more and charged right over the carrying capacity of the planet. Oil made it possible.
Machines are our slaves and coal, oil, and gas are their food. They helped us grow so much of our own food that we could overpopulate the Earth. We could ship stuff and travel all over the globe, and still have enough fuel left to drive home alone in trucks in time to watch Monday Night Football.
Rocket fuel, fertilizer, baby bottles, lawn chairs: we made everything and anything out of oil and could never get enough of it. We could have conserved more for you to use in your lifetime. Instead, we demonstrated the self-restraint of crack addicts. It’s been great having all that oil to play with and we built our entire world around that. Living without it will be tough. Sorry.
I hope we develop clean, renewable energy sources soon, or that you and your generation figure out how to do that quickly. In the meantime, sorry about the climate. We just didn’t realize our addiction to carbon would come with monster storms, epic droughts, Biblical floods, wildfire infernos, rising seas, migration, starvation, pestilence, civil war, failed states, police states, and resource wars.
I’m sure Henry Ford didn’t see that coming when he figured out how to mass-produce automobiles and sell them to Everyman. I know my parents didn’t see the downside of using so much gas and coal. The all-electric house and a car in the driveway was their American Dream. For my generation, owning a car became a birthright. Today, it would be hard for most of us to live without a car. I have no idea what you’ll do to get around or how you will heat your home. Oops!
We also pigged out on most of the fertile soil, the forests and their timber, and the oceans that teemed with fish before we scraped the seabed raw, dumped our poisonous wastes in the water, and turned it acid and barren. Hey, that ocean was an awesome place and it’s too bad you can’t know it like we did. There were bright coral reefs, vibrant runs of red salmon, ribbons of birds embroidering the shores, graceful shells, the solace and majesty of the wild sea…
…But then I never saw the vast herds of bison that roamed the American heartland, so I know it is hard to miss something you only saw in pictures. We took lots of photos.
We thought we were pretty smart because we walked a man on the moon. Our technology is indeed amazing. I was raised without computers, smart phones, and the World Wide Web, so I appreciate how our engineering prowess has enhanced our lives, but I also know it has a downside.
When I was a kid we worried that the Cold War would go nuclear. And it wasn’t until a river caught fire near Cleveland that we realized fouling your own nest isn’t so smart after all. Well, you know about the rest -- the coal-fired power plants, acid rain, the hole in the ozone...
www.tomdispatch.com/images/managed/fear2.gifThere were plenty of signs we took a wrong turn but we kept on going. Dumb, stubborn, blind: Who knows why we couldn’t stop? Greed maybe -- powerful corporations we couldn’t overcome. It won’t matter much to you who is to blame. You’ll be too busy coping in the diminished world we bequeath you.
One set of problems we pass on to you is not altogether our fault. It was handed down to us by our parents’ generation so hammered by cataclysmic world wars and economic hardship that they armed themselves to the teeth and saw enemies everywhere. Their paranoia was understandable, but they passed their fears on to us and we should have seen through them. I have lived through four major American wars in my 62 years, and by now defense and homeland security are powerful industries with a stranglehold on Congress and the economy. We knew that was a lousy deal, but trauma and terror darkened our imaginations and distorted our priorities. And, like you, we needed jobs.
Sorry we spent your inheritance on all that cheap bling and, especially, all those weapons of mass destruction. That was crazy and wasteful. I can’t explain it. I guess we’ve been confused for a long time now.
Oh, and sorry about the confusion. We called it advertising and it seemed like it would be easy enough to control. When I was a kid, commercials merely interrupted entertainment. Don’t know when the lines all blurred and the buy, buy, buy message became so ubiquitous and all-consuming. It just got outta hand and we couldn’t stop it, even when we realized we hated it and that it was taking us over. We turned away from one another, tuned in, and got lost.
I’m betting you can still download this note, copy it, share it, bust it up and remake it, and that you do so while plugged into some sort of electrical device you can’t live without -- so maybe you don’t think that an apology for technology is needed and, if that’s the case, an apology is especially relevant. The tools we gave you are fine, but the apps are mostly bogus. We made an industry of silly distraction. When our spirits hungered, we fed them clay that filled but did not nourish them. If you still don’t know the difference, blame us because we started it.
And sorry about the chemicals. I mean the ones you were born with in your blood and bones that stay there -- even though we don’t know what they’ll do to you). Who thought that the fire retardant that kept smokers from igniting their pillows and children’s clothes from bursting into flames would end up in umbilical cords and infants?
It just seemed like better living through chemistry at the time. Same with all the other chemicals you carry. We learned to accept cancer and I guess you will, too. I’m sure there will be better treatments for that in your lifetime than we have today. If you can afford them, that is. Turning healthcare over to predatory corporations was another bad move.
All in all, our chemical obsession was pretty reckless and we got into that same old pattern: just couldn’t give up all the neat stuff. Oh, we tried. We took the lead out of gasoline and banned DDT, but mostly we did too little, too late. I hope you’ve done better. Maybe it will help your generation to run out of oil, since so many of the toxic chemicals came from that. Anyway, we didn’t see it coming and we could have, should have. Our bad.
There are so many other things I wish I could change for you. We leave behind a noisy world. Silence is rare today, and unless some future catastrophe has left your numbers greatly diminished, your machines stilled, and your streets ghostly empty, it is likely that the last remnants of tranquility will be gone by the time you are my age.
And how about all those species, the abundant and wondrous creatures that are fading away forever as I write these words? I never saw a polar bear and I guess you can live without that, too, but when I think of the peep and chirp of frogs at night, the hum of bees busy on a flower bed, the trill of birds at dawn, and so many other splendorous pleasures that you may no longer have, I ache with regret. We should have done more to keep the planet whole and well, but we couldn’t get clear of the old ways of seeing, the ingrained habits, the way we hobble one another’s choices so that the best intentions never get realized.
Mostly I’m sorry about taking all the good water. When I was a child I could kneel down and drink from a brook or spring wherever we camped and played. We could still hike up to glaciers and ski down snow-capped mountains.
Clean, crisp, cold, fresh water is life’s most precious taste. A life-giving gift, all water is holy. I repeat: holy. We treated it, instead, as if it were merely useful. We wasted and tainted it and, again in a geological moment, sucked up aquifers that had taken 10,000 years to gather below ground. In my lifetime, glaciers are melting away, wells are running dry, dust storms are blowing, and rivers like the mighty Colorado are running dry before they reach the sea. I hate to think of what will be left for you. Sorry. So very, very sorry.
I’m sure there’s a boatload of other trouble we’re leaving you that I haven’t covered here. My purpose is not to offer a complete catalog of our follies and atrocities, but to do what we taught your parents to do when they were as little as you are today.
When you make a mistake, we told them, admit it, and then do better. If you do something wrong, own up and say you are sorry. After that, you can work on making amends.
I am trying to see a way out of the hardship and turmoil we are making for you. As I work to stop the madness, I will be mindful of how much harder your struggles will be as you deal with the challenges we leave you to face.
The best I can do to help you through the overheated future we are making is to love you now. I cannot change the past and my struggle to make a healthier future for you is uncertain, but today I can teach you, encourage you, and help you be as strong and smart and confident as you can be, so that whatever the future holds, whatever crises you face, you are as ready as possible. We will learn to laugh together, too, because love and laughter can pull you through the toughest times.
I know a better world is possible. We create that better world by reaching out to one another, listening, learning, and speaking from our hearts, face to face, neighbor to neighbor, one community after another, openly, inclusively, bravely. Democracy is not a gift to be practiced only when permitted. We empower ourselves. Our salvation is found in each other, together.
Across America this morning and all around the world, our better angels call to us, imploring us to rise up and be as resilient as our beloved, beautiful children and grandchildren, whose future we make today. We can do better. I promise.
Your grandfather,
Chip Ward
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TEN [tagged].
recently tagged by two lovely contacts:
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TEN [tagged] - a portrait and ten facts.
i don't particularly like self portraits.
'I grow old … I grow old …
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.'
however, i will try to do some this year, bear with me.
if you do wish to see half of me. feel free to go and look at my first TEN:
www.flickr.com/photos/the-g-uk/3831461514/
with respect to this ten, i offer some 'facts' and some 'opinion'.
rules are for bending.
and sometimes, breaking.
are you sitting comfortably?
then i'll begin......
[caveat] this may well end as a novella size piece of work.
forgive me :o occasionally, i like to write.
on we go.
TEN
1. relationhip [aka 'giving too much away']:
i have recently been shot out of a [sometimes wonderful] cannon that was a decade long relationship.
where to begin.
i give too much of myself away far too often. this is sometimes exceptionally detrimental, more often than not to my psychological wellbeing. i like people to be happy.
emerging from this lengthy relationship, i began to understand exactly how much i had changed. i stopped creating. no music. no art. very little writing, and that writing which i did produce i have now seen as a coded plea for change.
very often, we cannot see how damaged situations have become because we are inside the situations themselves.
i had moved much much too far toward my partner, and left the most important parts of me behind, those parts of me became hostages to my relationship.
i will never do this again. even if it may mean i spend the rest of my days alone.
being oneself is paramount.
if not, then what is?
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2. illness [aka 'fate is an evil motherfucker']
if you had told me five years ago that:
i would be taking prescription medication every day for a mental illness.
i would be doing the above for three years [and ongoing].
i would be hospitalised five times, all emergency calls, the longest stay being seven days.
i would undergo a severe nervous breakdown.
i would very seriously contemplate taking my life on three occasions [i do not reveal this for dramatic effect].
i would be living alone [very happily as it happens - see #1]
i would be considering every day a kind of battle, a fight.
if you had told me these things five years ago, i would have thought you a raving lunatic.
such is fate.
never, ever accede to a decision made by another when you consider that decision to be flawed.
you may well pay an exceptionally high price.
once again, i gave too much precious ground.
i should have stood that ground.
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3. comedy is beneficial [aka 'LMAO']
enough seriousness for the moment.
contrary to what some may think, i love to laugh.
i laugh at that which may well leave some puzzled [i have been an ardent fan of monty python since early childhood, my father used to take me to see the very early films].
i have a left-field sense of humour.
luckily, i do seem to find it relatively easy to make other people laugh, with special reference to the female of the species. this is useful. when you don't have the looks of johnny depp or the physique of brad pitt, you need all the weaponry you can muster :)
i enjoy making others laugh enormously.
here are some people who make me laugh [and think]. for me, the hallmark of great comedy is you laugh, then you begin thinking:
bill hicks [a genius all to soon lost to us].
www.youtube.com/watch?v=kqBOMBSDQsI
christopher morris.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=r3BO6GP9NMY&feature=related
lenny bruce
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ISXw7dmo9Co
spike milligan.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=KgontSmBwv4&feature=related
chris rock
www.youtube.com/watch?v=bcqJDDhoUlc
steven wright
www.youtube.com/watch?v=_1HYUyhujl4&feature=related
george carlin
www.youtube.com/watch?v=MeSSwKffj9o
george bush jnr
www.youtube.com/watch?v=TKD_BSMXVjg&feature=related
i am aware there are no women in the list above, and i'm not about to get pc and shoehorn one in. they just don't make me laugh as much as male comedians.
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4. politicians [aka, you know me].
i detest this particular species of human.
wholeheartedly, with a passion.
in so many ways, these people are not in any way part of the solution, though they do offer an important case study with regard to the causes of our many problems.
and you at the back there, please don't start yelling barack!.
give him time, he'll pull a clinton.
The best lack all conviction, while the worst. Are full of passionate intensity
w b yeats [from 'the second coming']
politicians were invented solely to illustrate the absolute truth of these wonderful lines.
imagine a world without politicians?
some would say that constituted secular heaven. i would offer little argument.
nb - there are exceptions. though i will not list them here.
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4. three random facts about me [aka 'you don't know me'] #1.
i sleep downstairs, on a sofa, in the living room.
have done for over a year.
i no longer like sleeping in bedrooms.
it's part of the behaviour patterns related to my illness.
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5. normal people [aka 'what is normal?'].
i have to admit, i really do find most 'normal' people quite boring.
i don't really know what motivates them , i don't understand their conversations at all, i don't understand their deep desire to be exactly like the other 'normal' people who surround them [well actually, i do understand that last one, it's fundamentally fear based].
i know that there are those who maintain that there is no such thing as a 'normal' person.
i humbly beg to differ.
i have worked with them. and regretted it. deeply.
they are often petty, hideous and ignorant cretins.
i want no part of their wretched lives.
and i fervently hope they would want no part of mine.
rest assured, there are billions of square pegs that fit very comfortably indeed into the very squarest of holes.
after all, what purpose does mainstream television serve other than entertaining the 'normal' majority with a constant stream of vacuous piffle?
please don't misunderstand, i do not automatically dislike 'normal' people. i'm just puzzled.
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5. it's not what you have, it's what you do [aka 'pissing contest?'].
another thing i don't quite understand.
the pissing contest.
i have an old cooker. it works. i can cook my food.
why would i want to buy a £1000 miele?
i have a 28" 'old skool' crt television [widescreen].
i like the picture. it is a great picture.
why would i want to get one bigger?
and then bigger?
and then bigger still?
the pissing contest is another blatant example of fear based behaviours [of course there is also a reproductive element].
my owned objects reflect my status as a human being.
therefore i must always seek to spend more money on my owned objects than my peers.
as a result, my peers will deem me a worthy human being.
the more money i expend, the worthier i become in their eyes.
thankfully, i have no peers who behave this way.
and i truly pity those people who do [i do mean pity]. it must be an entirely terrible way to live.
constant envy.
constant dissatisfaction.
constant competition.
constant disappointment.
of course, to have nice things is a nice thing in itself.
that is not the same as engaging in the pissing contest.
i should have done some recent flash animation work for a major company who were holding a competition. the winner would receive a 'designer' [isn't every product designed?] leather bag. this bag would cost £750 to purchase.
i didn't complete the work in time.
in fact, i didn't do the work at all.
in fact, i don't do that kind of work anymore.
i find i can't. it is too difficult conceptually. for all the right reasons.
i am glad i no longer do this type of work. it is part of the problem
the only time this bag [and all 'designer' products] is 'useful' as a social hierarchy tool, is when the idiot wearing it meets another vapid idiot who also knows how much it costs.
to everybody else, it's a leather bag.
of course, this is exactly why we have recently had a veritable explosion with respect to 'labels'.
what better way to advertise your social standing than by being a human billboard for your own pointless expenditure!!
as [the quite brilliant] jonathan meades states whilst standing next to a high price mercedes for his wonderful series 'Magnetic North':
'of course this is not a car, it's a boast'
wonderfully put.
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6. three random facts about me [aka 'you don't know me'] #2.
i dislike small pieces of coal.
[nb - those with open fires and stoves may well have the same opinion.]
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7. art is medicinal [aka 'what is art?'] #1.
this seems a self evident fact to me.
music plays an immense part in my life, both the making of it, and the listening to it.
it has helped me struggle through some exceptionally difficult times.
and continues to help me on a daily basis.
as do literature, painting, documentary film, photography, poetry, sculpture and a host of other artforms.
the arts themselves [as varied as they may be] are a medicine. healing, teaching, supporting and sometimes simply pleasing. they are essential to me.
and those artists who produce work [here on flickr and elsewhere] which i enjoy are like an elixir for me. they provide visual, audio, psychological and philosophical nourishment.
long may they continue to do so.
art is food that you don't eat. water that you don't drink. air that you don't breathe.
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8. three random facts about me [aka 'you don't know me'] #3.
i enjoy birdwatching. it is peaceful, the scenery is beautiful, the people are exceptionally friendly and it is genuinely interesting to me.
this in no way precludes from being the ultimate 300mph whacked out rock and roll motherfucker :)
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8. whining fuck [aka 'relativism'].
no matter how terrible my life has been, albeit intermittently, over the last three years, i know full well there are people who endure lives of such desperate bleakness, of such incalculable squalor and horrific deprivation, that it is literally impossible for me [or indeed you] to contemplate their existences in any serious fashion. we are too far removed from their reality to even offer comment.
we are too sleek, too well fed, too wealthy [even when we think we are poor] and too fortunate [even when we think we are unfortunate].
relative to millions [if not billions] of people on this planet, we people in the 'developed' [sic] nations live as kings and queens. there are countless people living on this planet who would be as unable to understand or comprehend the ease and excessive [often ludicrous] richness of our lifestyles, as we are wholly unable, and wholly unsuited, to understand the horror, slavery, torture and deprivation that is their daily lot.
i am not the greatest fan of relativism when used in a social sense, and may argue that fundamentally it serves little useful purpose.
for example:
if 'A' is feeling terrible, and 'B' tells 'A' 'at least you are not blind as 'C' is!', i will often offer the opinion that this simply leads to 'A' continuing to feel terrible, having now been granted the superfluous knowledge that 'C' is blind.
'A' knowing of 'C's blindness cannot affect it, nor will this knowledge necessarily reduce 'A's misery in any way whatsoever.
that said, i often try to think about those [cliche though it may well be] who are far far worse off than i.
and that there are so very very many is an absolute fact.
i can walk, talk, see, hear.
i live in a comfortable house, with [more than enough] food to eat.
i am surrounded by high tech toys, many wonderful books, i have gizmos to entertain me, money [very little, yet enough], i am physically healthy, i can make choices with respect to my life that billions could only dream about.
i live as a relative king to them.
this i must never, never, forget.
nor, and in this i beg your indulgence, should you.
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10. flickr [aka 'we are family'].
as i have mentioned before.
this strikes me as a revolution.
nothing more, nothing less.
a dazzling, wonderful and peaceful revolution.
one which i consider myself blessed to be a part of.
to have connected with such incredible people; such talented artists, such warm, honest and beautiful people scattered across this spinning ball of mud, has been a blessing for me.
flickr is an integral and vital part of my everyday life.
i would be surprised if i watched over three or four hours of television in any given week. i do not buy any newspapers or magazines.
every morning begins exactly the same way.
awake. wash. dress. prepare the stove [at this time of year]. produce coffee. flickr.
unchanging.
i may have told you [yes, i mean you!] this before, but you are important to me.
the friendships [and they are] i have made. the incredible contacts i have developed. the wonderful people who i now communicate with. i thank you all.
you made 2009 all the better for your presence on my flat screens. and thus in my life.
without you, things would have been decidedly worse.
on closing this second TEN, i offer you my very best wishes, love, and heartfelt thanks for being who you are.
let us take 2010 by the scruff of the neck, and rock the fucking shit out of it :)
end of transmission.
11. fuck rules :)
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i have enjoyed producing this TEN very much.
though i do have to warn that i may not take another one on for some time.
though of course.
if you don't ask, you don't get! :)
my thanks to tess and violet.
the|G|™
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16 facts about me..
1 - I was born in Szeged, South-East Hungary on February 3rd, 1983 as the first of two children.
2 - My Mom decided at age 16 that if her first child would be a girl, she would name her Diana Lili. If I were born a boy, my name would be Alajos Ferenc (A more international version would be Alois Frank)
3 - I have lived in 9 different places in 4 different towns throughout my life. 6 of them in Budapest since 2002.
4 - I have been taking pictures since the age of 9. Silly snapshots, mostly, until 2003. Consciously trying to take good ones since then.
5 - At 5 I wanted to be a toy designer. At 8, a hairdresser. At 15, a geneticist. At 16, an informatics engineer. At 17, an English teacher or interpreter. I completed 2 years of tertiary education (English literature and Computer Science in the first year, only English in the second year.) At 19 I suspended my studies, moved out, became an administrator at a multinational company in Budapest and that's what I have been doing ever since. At 23 I briefly studied civil engineering but quit after a semester. I have never finished tertiary education since. I could.. maybe later. But I still don't know what the heck I should do for a living, if not this.
6 - I occasionally smoke and enjoy a drink. Not addicted to any of them but I consume them more often than my conscience likes it.. :/
7 - I get around well with Microsoft Excel, love it, and enjoy finding out more about its functionalities through new tasks.
8 - Languages I have learnt throughout my life: English, Russian, German, Latin, French, Spanish, Italian, Slovenian, Norwegian. I can only use English and German as of now, but I think learning and using several languages might be what I am meant to do.
9 - During my education, I used to be a pain in the ass of teachers because the only way I could listen to and remember what they were explaining, was to doodle at the same time. They thought I wasn't paying attention. On the contrary. Had I been looking at them, I would not have been able to focus. I still doodle a lot but nothing worthy.
10 - I used to tease my sister a lot as a child. Now I regret making her cry so often because she is an incredibly lovely person and I am very very fond of her.
11 - I have a bad relationship with my father. He was the reason why I moved out and I rarely visit him. Neither of us misses the other one too much, however, he follows my flickr stream. (Hence this is friends only even though he does not speak English.)
12 - I do not wish to marry or have children because the hassle seems to exceed the joy. Although it does not make sense biologically, I still think that at this point in time, in a country that does at least as well as Hungary, a healthy human being with average intelligence is better off alone, enjoying his or her freedom. I have always been told that I would change my mind, but seeing my acquaintances in relationships, marriages or raising children, there are two couples out of dozens whose life seems better this way than being single. No thanks. And good luck to them!
13 - My dream place to live is where temperature is 20 degrees Celsius, plus/minus 10, all year, it rains once or twice a week, with constant wind (often strong, I love strong wind) and interesting clouds. Does this place exist?
14 - I have never driven a car, but this might change this year. I do, however, keep an eye on cars and have quite a few favorites, but that's only about design because I don't know how they work or what practical features are important.
15 - My family and friends say I talk in my sleep. It amuses them.
16 - On the picture above, I am trying to twist open my first Oreo cookie. :) I like occasionally trying American food and drinks we know from movies. Forrest Gump got me into Dr Pepper, which is only available in a few shops, therefore having one is always a small feast.
I don't want to tag anyone.. consider yourself tagged if you want to, though.
A Household Divided [2/33]
Image by Bad Apple Photography
It's an all out war over here. And I have no clue what the hell is causing it. Piper and Missy keep getting in fights. If one so much as glances at the other, they're at it. They've even tried to get at each other through their crates. It's dividing the family, too. My brother doesn't want to get rid of his dog, but everyone else does. I don't want to get rid of my dog, but my brother wants to and I'm actually not opposed to the idea. It's just not a healthy environment for either of them and we have no time to take them anywhere and we really don't want to have to hand them over to the pound.
Something has to change, though. I wish I knew what was causing this. The first really bad fight was over food, but now it seems to have escalated to where they fight over anything and everything. We even have to shuffle the dogs around just so the avoid each other. And Missy has been peeing in the house again since she can't go in the backyard with the other dogs. Basically everyone is pissed off at everybody and I'm completely helpless.
Now that my rant is over, I'm sorry for the old shot. I'd love the get a picture of all four dogs including the new puppy, but it's simply impossible without a fight occurring. And I really don't want to be late, so you guys get a late shot.
The BEAT CARES holiday food and toy drive at Brentwood Town Centre photos by Ron Sombilon Gallery (625)
The BEAT CARES holiday food and toy drive at Brentwood Town Centre photos by Ron Sombilon Gallery (625)
Image by RON SOMBILON MEDIA, ART and PHOTOGRAPHY
The BEAT CARES holiday food and toy drive at Brentwood Town Centre photos by Ron Sombilon Gallery (708)
Image by RON SOMBILON MEDIA, ART and PHOTOGRAPHY
The BEAT CARES holiday food and toy drive at Brentwood Town Centre photos by Ron Sombilon Gallery (454)
Image by RON SOMBILON MEDIA, ART and PHOTOGRAPHY
The BEAT CARES holiday food and toy drive at Brentwood Town Centre photos by Ron Sombilon Gallery (530)
Image by RON SOMBILON MEDIA, ART and PHOTOGRAPHY
The BEAT CARES holiday food and toy drive at Brentwood Town Centre photos by Ron Sombilon Gallery (533)
Image by RON SOMBILON MEDIA, ART and PHOTOGRAPHY
Senin, 29 April 2013
Research Engineers
Research Engineers
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Premio DIA 10 Diseño Industrial
Image by Cedim News
Exposición de Diseño Industrial para el Premio DIA 10. Fotos por Daniel Macías. LANTERNA PHOTOGRAPHY.
Premio DIA 10 Diseño Industrial
Image by Cedim News
Exposición de Diseño Industrial para el Premio DIA 10. Fotos por Daniel Macías. LANTERNA PHOTOGRAPHY.
Premio DIA 10 Diseño Industrial
Image by Cedim News
Exposición de Diseño Industrial para el Premio DIA 10. Fotos por Daniel Macías. LANTERNA PHOTOGRAPHY.
Premio DIA 10 Diseño Industrial
Image by Cedim News
Exposición de Diseño Industrial para el Premio DIA 10. Fotos por Daniel Macías. LANTERNA PHOTOGRAPHY.
Cool Food Photos images
A LADY OF MADHYA PRADESH
Image by sreeji..
Day 91/366 - my low-carb, low-fat dinner
Image by Newbirth35
February 18, 2008 - WonderSlim Vegetarian Fajita mix over yellow squash with fat free cheese. The mix can be bought from DietDirect.com.
carbing up for the race
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May 19, 2007 - Me eating a Pizza Hut Cinnastix dessert with icing.
Zucchini By The Foot
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If you don't ckeck the garden everday this happens.
20101210 aperitif
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中野へジンギスカンを食べに行ってきました。
これは帰りに寄ったワインバーのお通し。
Doner - turkish food
Doner - turkish food
Image by ilkerender
Elmer Food Beat @ Rock en Stock 2010
Image by A.K Photography
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www.akphotography.fr
Elmer Food Beat @ Rock en Stock 2010
Image by A.K Photography
Copyright Agathe KIPIENNE - Contactez moi avant toutes utilisations - cette photo est protégée par le droit d'auteur
www.akphotography.fr
Elmer Food Beat @ Rock en Stock 2010
Image by A.K Photography
Copyright Agathe KIPIENNE - Contactez moi avant toutes utilisations - cette photo est protégée par le droit d'auteur
www.akphotography.fr
Elmer Food Beat @ Rock en Stock 2010
Image by A.K Photography
Copyright Agathe KIPIENNE - Contactez moi avant toutes utilisations - cette photo est protégée par le droit d'auteur
www.akphotography.fr
Minggu, 28 April 2013
(Week 10) Day 64/366 - Transactions
(Week 10) Day 64/366 - Transactions
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January 22, 2008 - Buying groceries; I eat healthy.
Golden brown (samosas)
Image by jakerome
flickr.com/photos/jakerome/sets/72157602364279247/
Various spices
Image by david_shankbone
Farm Field
Image by Dave Hoefler
Julian Joseph Julian Joseph at The Flyover Show, Birmingham 18th August 2012 - 2
Image by TheFlyoverShow
Julian Joseph at The Flyover Show, Birmingham 18th August 2012
Cool Best Food Pictures images
매밀 (Mae-mil, cold buckwheat noodles)
Image by annamatic3000
Another dish for hot weather... This is mae-mil, or buckwheat noodles, aka soba. And my most favorite place to eat it is at a restaurant called 미진 (Mi-jin) right behind the Kyobo bookstore at Gwanghwamun Station. Take some heaping spoonfuls of the items on the condiments plate ( scallions, grated radish, wasabi, seaweed) and plunk them into the bowl of cold soy broth. This makes a super tasty dip for the chilled noodles... In addition to being the best mae-mil (or mo-mil, depending on who you talk to) that I've had in Seoul, it's a great value... For 5,000 Won, you get TWO bamboo trays of the buckwheat noodles. Two people could eat their fill on 5 bucks!
I couldn't find their website online, but a nice Korean blogger has posted a map here.
See where this picture was taken. [?]
2.000 FLORZINHAS COTIDIANAS /// LITTLE DIARY FLOWERS # 2.000 /// PEQUEÑAS FLORES DE TODOS COLORES
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Agradeço a todos e todas que aqui vieram e que ainda aqui estão; e também aos que, por um motivo ou outro, se foram, partindo sem tempo para se despedirem por algo que porventura tenham aqui aprendido e ensinado. Tenho algumas prioridades, e isso quase todo mundo tem, mas eis que as minhas se resumem a uma única prioridade: continuar sendo autêntico, nunca sendo maria vai com as outras, falando sobre o que vejo e prevejo na showciedade. Às vezes, mesmo sendo calado, por natureza, eu mesmo invento casos engraçados, embora não seja de fazer graça, ou seja, sou mais parecido ao que está escrito aí abaixo, em inglês, sim, porque gente de quase setenta países frequentaram FOTEMAS – FLORZINHAS COTIDIANAS (isto é: contando com o primeiro Fotemas), até agora. É muito honroso, e aumenta o peso.
Nos dias 21/22 de abril do ano passado, eu estava no distrito Honório Bicalho, que pertence à cidade de Nova Lima, no mais do que sossegado bar do Batiá, quando, por erro ou descuido meu, ou problema técnico, perdi o meu sítio original FOTEMAS. Semanas de luta, fiquei meses fora do ar, o pessoal do Flickr me ajudou (agradeci na minha página, pois não sou ingrato), e reavi o direito de manter o nome FOTEMAS = fotos + temas, mas tive de recomeçar com novas fotos e novos textos. Desnecessário é dizer da chateação, embora eu tenha mais a fazer do que ficar na internet, mas faço com que as minhas postagens sejam mais do uma mera terapia, se não um lugar de conhecimento - o que implica dúvidas.
Eu não costumo programar a postagem para o dia seguinte, só raramente isso acontece. Em geral, o texto é escrito no momento, às vezes, a partir da foto que decido publicar; mas muitas vezes acontece do texto já estar pronto há dias, e se encaixa na foto, ou não; mas eu nunca me obrigo a “juntar os dois”, e assim é que nem sempre a foto e o texto têm algo imediato em comum; mas isso não tem maior importância, pois o que vale é o conteúdo de cada qual.
É no fim das madrugadas, indo até o meio da manhã, que eu trabalho meus textos - tanto aqueles que publico nos meus vários sítios e blogs, quanto os meus livros própriamente ditos. Depois, vou para outro tipo de dia.
Uma vez mais, agradeço a todas e todos pelo carinho extravasado por vocês nas visitas às Florzinhas Cotidianas.
DARLAN M CUNHA
*****
LITTLE DIARY FLOWERS # 2.000
Dear friends
The problem with travelling alone is that sometimes you need someone else to hold the camera and take that nifty shot of you. On the other hand, to preserve the memory of this site FOTEMAS, my good fortune was to have worked with three great minds: me, you and you.
Music gets the best of me. Literature, Music, Social Sciences, Psychoanalysis…
Well… I have been actively taking pictures since 2004. I had bought a HP photo smart M407 back then. Now I take photos mostly with my Sony DSC-W180 – a small digital camera for an amateur photographer, ‘litlle girl’. The way I make my life has nothing to do with photography, but photography is just a way of keeping sane in an insane world. It’s been a long and widing journey, a long and wide road.
Thank YOU for visiting my stream, my site FOTEMAS... and of course a big thanks to the FLICKR TEAM for their support.
DARLAN M CUNHA
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"we don't need food aid anymore, we need our heritage home!" said the Ethiopian Prime Minister Meles Zenawi at the FAO in 1995. The determination of the Ethiopian authorities led to an agreement with the Italian government in 1998: the Aksum Obelisk was going to be send back home.
The two parties faced a new problem: who would pay the trip? Of course, the Ethiopian government could not pay, the Italians accepted. How could the 150 tons monument could be brought back? There is no carrier able to transport such a weight but the Antonov (this big Ukrainian plane with an opening nose) or maybe some American military planes.
Unfortunately, a new border conflict between Ethiopia and Erithrea (the war was few dozens kilometers from Aksum itself) started in1998 and delayed the plans. In 2000, resuming this absurd trench warfare (it killed more people than the 30 years civil war), the Ethiopian authorities started to prospect for a new carrier. American had accepted but in 2003 informed the Ethiopians that all their planes were affected to Iraq. So the Antonov option was still the best. Ironically, the planes and the pilots were the same as the guns transporters that came in the Aksum tarmac during the wars.
In 2005, after almost 70 years, 3 wars, 2 famines (how many people died?), the Obelisk arrived in 3 pieces (it left in 5 pieces) in Aksum. Huge celebrations celebrations have been organised to welcome the returning national glory. And now who's going to pay for the re-erection? And what to do with such a big thing?
See where this picture was taken. [?][?](in the real middle of nowhere, and this just to see all the 'attractions' of Aksum. And of course to escape the horrible city of nostalgy. But on the google earth I've just discovered there's a dry dam-barrage just behind where I was (dry barrage because of misconception we shall talk about it once). How can we know what is behind where we are if we already have the feeling to be at the end of the world. Well curiosity. It's like that Colombus discovered America, VAsco de Gama the way to India, Godard the Nouvelle Vague, etc.)(moreover I went by bike, I felt and broke 2 ribs)
I dont have to take this...I'm going home.. [Daily Project]
Image by DavGoss
Pictures from the aquarium in Bergen
This is a project to keep me learning and interested in photography. Suposed to put up one photo daily...so some will be good..and quite a lot of them will probably be not so good ;)
As usual, push L to get the best view =)
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Nice Food Art Pictures photos
The BEAT CARES holiday food and toy drive at Brentwood Town Centre photos by Ron Sombilon Gallery (764)
Image by RON SOMBILON MEDIA, ART and PHOTOGRAPHY
The BEAT CARES holiday food and toy drive at Brentwood Town Centre photos by Ron Sombilon Gallery (774)
Image by RON SOMBILON MEDIA, ART and PHOTOGRAPHY
The BEAT CARES holiday food and toy drive at Brentwood Town Centre photos by Ron Sombilon Gallery (769)
Image by RON SOMBILON MEDIA, ART and PHOTOGRAPHY
Hams
Image by Daniel*1977
Samsung digital camera
Sabtu, 27 April 2013
Nice Thai Food Pictures photos
Bangkok Bowling
Image by *** Harold R ***
Bangkok - Thailand
Bangkok Bowling
Image by *** Harold R ***
Bangkok - Thailand
Bangkok Bowling
Image by *** Harold R ***
Bangkok - Thailand
Bangkok Buffet
Image by *** Harold R ***
Bangkok - Thailand
Bangkok Suvarnabhumi Airport
Image by *** Harold R ***
Bangkok - Thailand
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