Tardive Dyskinesia Time turns planets vs Bethoven 9th Symphony

Tardive Dyskinesia Time turns planets vs Bethoven 9th Symphony from Chris Ava on Vimeo.

Went to the concert of Tardive Dyskinesia, 5 days later I still couldnt move my neck. Had to wear a colar for a week..Goodtimes rolled. I was shot triying to shoot this as they say...so this is my Revenge fan video. "I believe in nothing, everything is sacred. I believe in everything, nothing is sacred." Filmed and edited by Christina Ava Her website is www.louloumeli.com and www.luminous-image.com

The greek protests

During the protests of May June 2011 in Athens we were there it felt like something was changing.



There was madness in any direction, at any hour. You could strike sparks anywhere. There was a fantastic universal sense that whatever we were doing was right, that we were winning ....



And that, I think, was the handle—that sense of inevitable victory over the forces of Old and Evil. Not in any mean or military sense; we didn’t need that. Our energy would simply prevail. There was no point in fighting—on our side or theirs. We had all the momentum; we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave ....



HST



music by: Explosions in The sky

Bubbles video 2011

charlie makkos: BOYS TOY

charlie makkos: BOYS TOY: photo by Charlie Makkos styling by Maro Palamara makeup by Stefi Bazavan model Isabella Stratigakis copyright Charlie Makkos

keep your enemies close

αν καίει το πρόσωπο μου είναι γιατί σε μισώ
πριν γενούμε άνθρωποι,

όταν κατοικούσαμε στα σπήλαια με κατσαρίδες μεγάλες σα σκύλους,
και δηλητηριώδεις αράχνες που τσιμπάγανε τα μωρά μας

ένα πρωί-τα βρίσκαμε πρησμένα με τη γλώσσα έξω και νεκρά.

το μισός ήταν το καύσιμο που μας κρατούσε ζωντανούς εμάς τους τρωγλοδύτες.
το μισός για την αντίπαλη φυλή ημιάγριων και απελπισμένων ήτανε το πρώτο μας όπλο
πριν σηκώσουμε την πέτρα από το χώμα.

ένα μίσος για αυτόν που θα μας εκλεβε το σαπισμένο κρέας που μασουλάγαμε στα σκοτάδια της σπηλιάς.

το γρύλισμα του τζάγκουαρ στο δάσος, το κουλουριασμένο φίδι κάτω από τις πετριές
οι φάτσες από την αντίπαλη φυλή απελπισμένων, εντυπωμένες στο μυαλό μας για πάντα.
ζούσαμε ανάμεσα στους εχθρούς μας και τους γνωρίζαμε καλά.

τώρα αν σου πω ότι σε μισώ, ότι θέλω να αφανίσω εσένα και όλο σου το κλαν, θα με πούνε κακεντρεχή.

η αλήθεια είναι ότι θα τα πούμε σε κάποια ουρά του ΙΚΕΑ.

εσύ θα κοιτάξεις το καλάθι μου και εγώ το δικό σου.

ίσως ανταλλάξουμε και ένα ευγενικό βλέμμα.

μα ένα κομμάτι μας θα είναι πάντα μέσα σε κείνη τη σπήλια.

εσύ θα κρατάς την μια άκρη
από το κόκαλο και εγώ την άλλη

If you can read this make me a Baloney sandwich!

Baloney sandwich is a delicious inexpensive sandwich from the Americas with bologna sausage in slices between bread, and other assortments like mayo, lettuce or ketchup.
Bologna pork sausage is very similar to the Italian large smoked sausage called mortadella made of beef, pork, and pork fat and seasoned with pepper and garlic form the city of Bologna.

Other countries have variations of bologna, like the German version called Fleischwurst or Extrawurst (assuring that foreigners will fail to pronounce it), or  the Lebanon bologna (or else called Pensilvania Dutch sausage) with extreme flavor.

Baloney is also a  metaphor for things we do to ourselves that make our lives tougher.
Apart from a very delicious ham, baloney is used in the English language to signify that someone or something is full of nonsense e.g he is full of baloney, or full of lies when its used in rhyme ‘phoney, baloney’. Is global warming baloney I ask myself all the time..

When bologna sammich was first introduced to the Greeks..

I must have been 10 years old when I watched the hot male housekeeper in the American 90s TV series ‘Who’s the Boss’ (Tony Danza) preparing the delicious baloney sandwiches for the kids.

I never forgot those moments and have been since wandering why bologna slices waited so long to become available in the Greek food market!

Well I need to say that you can find the finest  Italian mortadella di Bologna in the Greek market, which has a very close taste to the original bologna as i mentioned before..

I was recently googling for Danza and bologna sandwich (keywords search I find relevant) to find some info for my blog when I came across the most unexpected book recipes even for a baloney sandwich lover as myself.. It’s called Don't Fill Up on the Antipasto: Tony Danza's Father-Son Cookbook [Hardcover]. And guess what its written by Danza and son..OMG! What a revelation!

I also came across a very scary and rare large Danza baloney sausage!

To close up I need to communicate at least two recipes of bologna sandwich. I promise that they are delicious and will give you a new insight in the sammich preparation! So bon appetite!

MELINA’S BOLOGNA & PICKLE SANDWICH FILLING

2 Bologna slices (or else try a fine mortadella cold-cut from Bologna/Italy)

2 slices of white soft Bread

Salt & pepper

1 hard boiling egg

2 spoons of Picalilli sauce (for Greeks : Picalilli ΕΚΜΑ, Βασιλόπουλος)

FRIED BALONEY SANDWICH

2 slices white bread
2 Slices of bologna
Lettuce & tomato
Salt & pepper
Green pepper, sliced
1 red onion, sliced
1 sm. cucumber, sliced
spread a sauce of your choice, mayo, mustard, ketchup, or a cream cheese

Fry bologna slices for a few minutes and place on bread which has tomato, lettuce, green pepper slices, onion slices and cucumber slices. Salt and pepper to taste. Be sure to have plenty to drink around when eating this sandwich (a cold beer preferably).

A Neil gaiman christmas poem

39 Degrees North: Christmas Card 2010 from 39 Degrees North on Vimeo.

Have regrets.

Have regrets.
What is life if you dont have regrets than an endless bore?
Here are some ideas on the regrets you can accumulate over time.

1.Why didn't I have sex with that girl that was hitting on me during my photography lessons

2.Why did I eat this?

3.Why  haven't I followed my dreams?

Regrets can be a powerful fuel for creativity.Cherish them and collect them, put them on paper and they become the most interesting source of a creators inspiration.

How to beat Mother system - A tribute to Officer Ripley

Right now I'm standing 10 meters away from her. She is huge. Her breasts are huge too. She is in her mid-forties, with long reddish dyed hair and horn-rimmed glasses resting on the tip her nose. I start wondering if it is her. Is she Mother? Everything that surrounds her proves it. Although there is enough space in this room to fit more desks, her colleagues at the Income Department are all tightly cornered. And they all seem happy about this. Everybody is happy that she is happy. She is definitely Mother. And nobody fucks with Mother. Nobody.

"What do you want?" she asks the next civilian in line with a flat and loud voice, as if coming out of a severely damaged single-speaker radio, unleashing her threateningly bouncing breasts at him. The answer she receives from the poor soul is certainly not pleasing. Never is, never will be. It just makes her more nervous. "I can't help you sir. Go to the Tax refund department, first floor. Next!". And that is the sad epilogue of their short conversation. Another one dared to fight her and got torn to pieces. She is definitely Mother. And I'm about to face her soon.

I'm not inside the building of the Internal Revenue Service anymore. I'm inside the Nostromo, a commercial towing spaceship heading to Earth. I am Officer Ripley and my mission is to save my ship from the ruthless and tax-payer devouring Mother. And there she is, Mother herself, standing gloriously a few meters away. The infamous monster that's been tearing civilians apart for ages. On her desk, lay hundreds of files, documents, forms, her precious eggs, countless tokens of a corrupt system, ready to reproduce themselves and bring more pain and endless torment to thousands of tax-payers.

I'm sitting on a chair, watching quietly her every move, making myself as transparent as possible. I'm soon to become her victim, rejected, denied of any assistance, squashed. I'm not too eager to confront her yet. But I don't take my eyes off her. Every move she makes, every word she shouts feeds my knowledge on her. Her weakness will soon be exposed.

"Next!" she yells. Now I am starting to sweat. It is me. I'm next and I'm definitely screwed. But since I'm Nostromo's only hope, I decide to take a deep breath and stand up to fight her. As I start to move slowly towards her, she becomes enormous in my fearful sight. Her breasts now look like soft neighbouring planets rotating in a weird solar system. Her eyes examine me as the hungry lion examines the baby gnu that just drew away from the herd.

"What do you want?" Mother shouts.

"I'm here to collect my tax refund" I answer in a gentle, low tone.

This is it. I am now officially a threat to her, to her eggs, to the system. Her guards start surrounding me. The battle is now in full play. Papers start to fly out of her desk like blades, computer keys are tapped violently and rhythmically as war drums. I am now helpless. I am the baby gnu.


"Why didn't you come earlier to collect your refund? We can't help you now sir, it's too late. Next!" Mother roars.

"Madame, it is very important for me to collect this refund. I have a newborn son" I reply.

And suddenly time stops. Earth pauses. Even her breasts stop bouncing. The guards lay back surprised, looking at Mother. Then she nods at them to go back to their desks.

"A newborn son?" she softly repeats.

"I'll help you out sir. Please give me your VAT number and I'll see what I can do"

This isn't happening. I'm living a dream. The battle is over and I'm still in one piece. And there against me stands a smiling monster, ready to serve me instead of devouring me. No, it can't be true. What is happening?

Then I look back at her office. Of course, the eggs! Nothing is more precious than the eggs! And only an egg can beat a mother!

I am Warrant Officer Ripley and my newborn egg beat the system.
Nostromo is now safe.

No Mother fucks with me.

The Art of Fuco Ueda

for more on the illustrator go to his website here

The abduction of Europe by Zeus

Europa was the daughter of the King Agenor of Sidon (Greek: Ἀγήνωρ, "heroic, manly, leader of Men") and Queen Telephassa of Tyre (Greek: Τηλέφασσα, "far-shining") or else called Argiope. Europe’s brothers were Cadmus (Greek: Κάδμος) the founder of Thebes, Cilix (Greek: Κίλιξ) the founder of Cilicia and Phoenix (Greek: Φοῖνιξ) the founder of Phoenicia.

According to an old legend, Europa(Greek: Eυρώπη, meaning''with broad shining forehead'')had a dream when she was young. In this dream two continents, in the forms of two women, were arguing over her. Asia, one of the women, maintained that since Europa had been born in Asia she belonged to it. The other woman, or continent, which was nameless, said that her birth was not important, and that Zeus would give it to her.

This Phoenician mortal woman would pass to immortality, thousands of years later when her name was given to the continent.

The abduction of Europe by Zeus

According to the Hellenic mythos Zeus the King of Gods was struck down by love as soon as he came across the young and beautiful Europa who was gathering flowers with other maidens near a seashore somewhere in the east of the Mediterranean.

Terracotta figurine of Europa and the bull, Athens (460-480 B.C)


Terracotta figurine of Europa and the bull,from Beotia(470-460 B.C)

To seduce Europa and abduct her, Zeus transformed himself into a white bull. This bull was far prettier than any other, smelled of flowers and lowed musically, that made all the maidens including Europa wanting to pet him.

In Metamorphoses the poet Ovidious gives a vivid representation of the divine bull

“He moved among the cows, more beautiful than they or other bulls,
he strolled spring grasses, white as the snow untouched
by southern rains or footprint on the ground,
huge, silky muscles at his neck and silvered dewlaps hanging,
horns as white as if a sculptor’s hand had cut them out of pearl.
And no one feared his look, forehead and eye were gracefully benign…
Agenor’s daughter gazed at him in wonder.”
(Ovid, Metamorphoses II.849-59)

Rembrant:The abduction of Europa,1632

As soon as Europa slid on the bulls back he charged off plunging into the sea, swimming away from the sheashore.


Enlèvement d'Europe by Nöel-Nicolas Coypel, c. 1726

When Europa saw Poseidon and the Nereid’s rode dolphins’ accompanying them and heard the blow of Triton’s horn, realized that the bull had to be a God. She pleaded him to let her go, but Zeus had already set off for the island of Crete.

To reward the bull for his services Zeus placed him among the stars as the constellation "Taurus".


Τhe Pleiades:a cluster of stars in the constellation of Taurus,Nasa photo.
It is one of the brightest and closest open cluster containing over 3,000 stars.

Thousands of years later when the telescope was invented and the smallest of Jupiter’s Galilean moons became visible(6th of January 1610), was given the name "Europa".


The Galilean satellites: Io, Europe, Ganymede and Callisto.

I desparately want spaghetti bolognese

I have an uncontrolable urge today to eat spaghetti bolognese

Pet Halloween costumes

Pet costumes are so much fun during Halloween for people.Costumes captivate your dog's personality, and become the attraction of animal rights organizations at any event!.

Funny, annoying, disturbing, inspiring..pet Halloween costumes can be found everywhere and are on the top of every pet owner's list who happens to be a furry.

I personally, have a feeling that there is a suppresed furry (zoophile fagots who dress-up half animal and masturbate according to ED) behind every unfortunate animal dressed up for Halloween.

In a way, it takes of the social burden of dressing up half-animal and enjoying it, if your favorite pet (which is already an animal) is also dressed up half-animal and enjoying it?

The Gallery shows the ugly truth about furries who own a dog in Halloween

                                                The dog doesn't like it!

                                                      Blame the Japanese!

 

Halloween costume?

Bunnyrabbit dog costume, makes the dog feel discomfort.

elephant-dog costume is disturbing!!

Leona Helmsley-''The Queen of Mean''

No one could have predicted that Lena Lindy Rosenthal (July 1920-August 2007), a high school drop-out and child of Polish Jewish immigrants, would became a  New York billionaire hotelier and Manhattan real estate mogul.

When Leona Met Harry

Leona was already a millionaire when she met Harry Helmsley, a married multimillionaire real estate investor in 1968.She was a former model, twice divorced and a succefull real estate agent in Manhattan.In 1972 they wed, and with her help the couple amassed a commercial and residential real estate empire worth billions.

At the couples zentih, Harry and Leona Helmsley owned some of New York's finest hotels and controlled the Empire state building. Such sumptuous properties included the Hotel on Madison Avenue, a block from Sain't Patrick's Cathedral, The Park Lane and The New York Helmsley, worth at least 5 billion dollars.

Leona - the  ''Queen of Mean''

Soon after Leona took over the management of the Helmsley hotels became a tyranical boss, that led her to the ''Queen of mean'' nickname.The slightest mistake was usually grounds for firing or shouting insults.

When Joyce Beber(advertising agent) noticed Helmsley's ''hyper-obssesive attention to detail'' persuaded Leona to call herself ''The Queen of the Palace Hotel''.

The advertising campaign for Helmsley Palace by Joyce Beber portrayed Leona as a demanding ''queen'' who wanted nothing but the best for her guests.

''The only palace in the world where the Queen stands guard''.

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The advertising campaign for Helmsley Palace was very successful and the occupancy raised from 25% to 87% at the Helmsley hotels in the next few months.

Director Tim Burton stated that Helena Bonham-Carter's performance as the Red queen in the 2010 film Alice in Wonderland, was partly based on her.

The Skyscraper Museum

Visit the web site of the New York city skyscraper museum to explore tall buildings as objects of design, products of technology, sites of construction, investments in real estate, and places of work and residence.

Cool stuff for kids is also cool for adults, and don't forget to take the virtual tour downtown New York- it is exciting!

http://skyscraper.org/home.htm