Random observations

the Zwinkies arent all emo anymore

Why do you talk like a Chinaman, she asked, in Hungarian.

Because I'm Dutch, I explained.

People dislike old hippies because they talked a hell of a lot about doing your own thing, all the time doing what everybody else did. Almost every old hippie I know sold out early on and got the same **** everybody else did

(a beat old car that always broke down)

(or had a hole in the floor for watching the road go by, like our Rambler had)

(a kid)

(a career)

(in that order)

(a vcr)

(a big fat mortgage)

(a bleeding ulcer to cover up a bleeding heart)

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Even the Doors pop up in commercials now.

Not true of all of 'em, of course. But enough to make an impression on people.

On a side note; I wonder why no product has ever been called Soylent Green (yet)? Imagine the free advertising it would receive. I wish I had such a product.

Why is it that the cars that are antisocially parked, illegally, right across the cyclepath, so you have to brake and squirm around them, are always the most expensive, fancy models?

Does it prove that in capitalism, it's always the bastards who get to the top?

Made me remember reading that the rich give relatively least to charity, and the poor, most..

The sumptuous new Gozsdu Udvar they're (re)building in Kiraly Street is protected, the little plates on the fence say, by

DIS
Security.

Somehow DIS-Security doesnt sound like the best name for a security company.

In English, the machines that you throw your coins in, in the hope that one day you might win big, are called slot machines - after the slot you put your coins in, I suppose. A functional description.

In Dutch they're called gokmachines - gambling machines. A more substantive description.

In Hungarian, in an aytypically optimistic twist, they're called nyerőgépek. Literally, "winning machines".

I wonder if there are more gambling addicts here than elsewhere. Somebody should research that sometime..

Wasabi-flavoured chocolate is distinctly an acquired taste.

I can just imagine

In the category "well, duh":

Yeah, any idiot knows you're much better off with a sea urchin...

Actually, I have seen many hermit crab pets which seem very gemutlich, and which scutter around their enclosure, with other hermit crab friends, and are quite reactive and interactive.....

In the category unfortunate spelling errors..:



Yeah, better cover that sore up..

OK, I know that I need more fibre in my diet but..

<pulls thread from prepackaged cookie>

..this is ridiculous.

Did you ever notice that - when you see an ad for some dating site or partnership service or whatnot on a website, or in a magazine even - ok, they'll almost always have a man and a woman, right? But 9 out of 10 times, just look next time you see one, the woman will be watching at the camera, and the man will be watching at the woman.

Its like - she's the prize, he's there to admire his prize. She knows she's the prize, hence the "look at me" focus on the eye of the camera - and his role is supportive or, if you will, subservient. Something f@cked up about that.

Whats the subtext of the message here? Do men instinctively just look for a beauty to stare at/ogle, enjoy, and/or show off - and women primarily for a man who will make them feel good about themselves, admiring and cherishing them? Not too much of a personality of his own, please, he's there to make her shine. Something like that?

Neither a particularly healthy instinct to appeal to. But I'm sure the admakers know what they're doing, know the unglorious instincts they can subconsciously 'hook' customers with - its their business.

The air is exactly body temperature:

Is there a reason all the scallies round here walk about with one hand down their pants?

Every once in a while, it hits home just how nonsensical a food deepfreeze pizza is. I mean, as dinner.

Just the other day, I bought one - Pepperoni! - Aight. Tore off the plastic packaging. There was a grand total of seven tiny little, pink-width slices of pepperoni, concentrated roughly in the pizza's southwest corner.

OK, so for this once, I checked out the ingredients list. Here goes. Total weight: 330 grams. Ingredients: flour, water, tomato puree .. mozzarella cheese! 10,6%. "Minipepperoni salami", 6,1%. Bellpepper, less than that.

OK, so 6,1% of 330 grams .. thats ... 20 grams!? Twenty grams (0.7 oz) of salami?! And.. 10,6% times 330 is.. 35 grams (1.2 oz) of cheese.

Ma-an.. might as well eat a sammich.