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Cateodata  am chef sa ma uit la clipuri de muzica, dar nu orice. Cele mai tari, cele mai populare, cele mai vizionate si top of the charts nu ma reprezinta intotdeauna, nu-mi regasesc gusturile in ele. Iata de ce aceste 40-45 clipuri ma incanta – raman cu tine o vreme..

A rather popular essay these days is Don't date a girl who travels (link in Sources). Some would use the word "viral" but I'm a mysophobe (aka germaphob) when it comes to travel.

M-am uitat recent la clipul "I Kissed a Girl" - Kate Perry si mi-am amintit de cantecul omonim al lui Jill Sobule. Ca blog oficial al primului sarut si a concursului omonim nu se puteam s-o scap, nu? Si m-am trezit scriind iar amintiri din pubertate.

By the time this article is published, I might not be in a situation to reply to comments right away. Still, not long ago I had a(nother) conversation with Blegoo and, visiting his blog, I’ve found some interesting news I had missed. This led me, for a brief moment, to question my love for Netherlands.

Toamna is iarna inmormantam ce-i mort sau pe moarte, cum ar fi relatiile. Unele, desi inca misca, ar fi murit singure si de capul lor, mai devreme sau mai tarziu. Primavara redescoperim miracolul erectiei, fie intr-un mugure de liliac, primele imbolduri ale lalelelor sau un nou bloc de locuinte pe santierul de vis-a-vis.

Citeam recent in bucurenci.ro un articol milestone – marcheaza intrarea in vocabularul meu a cuvantului sogor si a lui Dragos in lumea celor usor incorecti politic. Este un articol pe care nu m-as fi asteptat sa-l citesc la Dragos intrucat poate fi interpretat ca fiind usor sexist.

I recently learned some interesting facts from a follow-up (by a Romanian news outfit) on the “Romanian Government attack” on the corrupt Adamescu family who is “not showing off” and it reminds me of a joke with Ivan, the American Spy.

(I’d place the last word of the title in quotation marks, but they’d get escaped, causing the title to look silly.) Recently, Francois Hollande, the French president who looks like a Mickey Mouse (not Victor Ponta, the real, trademarked one), allowed the press to take photos of him and his lover. I suspect the show is put on so that the French people can convince themselves that they still have a heterosexual president. "Is his lover a woman? Are you sure? Well, then we can keep drinking wine, eating cheese and live long!" Meanwhile, I'm annoyed as hell that a friend of mine won't (or pretends she does not) get my jokes.

Mos Craciun vine in curand, dar putini dintre noi inca mai cred in el. Adresez acest articol celor care au nevoie sa li se spuna, din cand in cand, ca daca-ti imaginezi ca tot ce zboara se mananca, esti probabil tu insuti un fazan sau curcan gustos.

Azi noapte a avut loc un cutremur in apropierea Romei. N-as scrie despre asta, dar am trimis o corespondenta-n Roma. Si chiar daca ea nu-mi trimite corespondente spre publicare, am totusi o responsabilitate legala, duty of care cum se zice.

Il citam nu demult pe Bendeac, care zicea c-a-nvatat "cum se face" de la Rocco. Eu am invatat de la mai multi, si-n special de la micul Prince. E usor sa fii sexy cand esti inalt, frumushal si o ai mare, functionala si-ti ia cel putin 1h sa termini. Ce te faci cand nu?

Rar se mai intampla zilele astea sa primesc spam care sa treaca de filtrele gmail. Cand se-ntampla, e prilej de sarbatoare. Sa analizam, asadar.

Poti traduce ce citesti pe blogul meu in 20 de limbi apasand pe steagul respectiv. Poze superbe, cum sa-nnebunesti nebunii, Orwell redivivus, si europenii se imbata sa si-o traga... pun pariu ca nu stiai asta! :)

I have in the past voted for the (former) President Basescu and even raised to his defence (more or less) when he was accused of slapping an impertinent child. Yet his latest display of inconsistency is more than I can bear.

It's almost like a tradition here, on this blog, to dedicate at least an article every year to mornings. This time, it is mostly a retrospective and about breakfast.

De ziua tatilor, m-am gandit sa fac o lista de clipuri muzicale cu, despre, de si pentru tati. Ar fi indicat sa incep poate cu melodia Timpuri Noi, dar l-am pus cand abia aparuse intr-un articol separat...

I recently got an article from our very own Blegoo, who wanted to see his thoughts published and critiqued around here. It required serious formatting, but I thought it’s a free service I can provide to the second highest commenter (in terms of quantity) on this blog. My comments will be highlighted inline and concentrated at the end. 

This is an article I started a while back as the continuation of another, but abandoned before completion. The article no longer reflected my feelings, it seemed exaggerated and somewhat hysterical. I rediscovered it recently, as I needed a reference buried in it.

The Romanian expression would be “niste carnati expirati” though in English I could’ve called them hotdogs or patsies just the same. Now, I owe a new installment in an older series, due to a debt born in comments; I know that and I’ll get to it eventually. However, this one is simpler and takes less time to write, which is why I am writing it now, quickly.

A while back, I was having an argument (well, it’s more like I was trying to have a conversation with my designated troll, banned since) about the downside of population decline (PD). He demanded to know why is it bad (which is what I was trying to say) and I thought I provided some studies, but while searching, I was unsatisfied with the quality of the studies I had found. (The title term refers mostly to economy (i.e., population drops below the level required to carry the economy or more specifically old age pensions) whereas PD refers to demographics.) Since then, I’ve found a bit more so here it is.