Our new house

Polska Wersja (Polish Version of this entry)

Since August 20th 2009 we live in new house. Well, it is not 'new' just new for us. The house was actually build in 1930's so there were lots of old things we (I :-)) needed to change. We are making progress. With face-book and nasza-klasa (Polish equivalent of classmates) I realize this blog is missing lots of info about this new undertaking that takes most of my energy and time. So here you will find some photos related to this project (not necessarily in order at the beginning ... I organize them one day ... think of it more like archive of pictures related to our new 'nest')

Those pics summarize nicelly our ongoing inside struggle ...

Xstmas Shopping Orgy

Xstmas Shopping Orgy started again ... and the 'deals' are great!

I mean, obviously to make a gift you need a "deal" on super expensive top of the line things like Blue-Ray player ...

What, you though gifts are some 'symbolic gesture of appreciation'? Like you could buy someone say scarf for 20 dollars and that would be enough? What you are in some developing country with 11% unemployment or something?

Did you not get the memo this year again that Christmas is a national anti-terrorist campaign in which it is your national duty to shop expensive things that normally you would never think about with 10% discount on those super expensive things because without this campaign this country will fall into another ... Mozambique (no harm feeling Mozambique, just could not think of anything else)

Common man, 2/3 or national economy depends on you. You think we call "Black" Friday because of political correctness or something? We keep the dam malls open whole year to lose money only so during last month we can make some profit ... that is a nice model right?

But just one word of advice, don't buy longueur based on Victoria Secret adds. The girls don't come with the panties ... unfortunately of course. If they would, I would really really love Christmas! :-)

Edisto Beach 09

Easter - the 'nonexisting' holiday in US

Have you ever wonder why we start Xstmas more or less in October these days but Easter has just about the same importance in US as ... President Day or Flag Day. It comes, hardly anyone notices, and .... well, that's just about as much attention anyone pays to this holiday.

Too pessimistic for America?
Too religious? But Christmas is also religious ...

What's the deal? Where is the dam bonny coming from? Eggs?

Maybe the pagan truth is so mixed into this holiday, so much more than Wine God celebration associated with Xstmas, that we are too embarrassed to push on this holiday and make it more or less the same commercialized BS as Xstmas is in US?

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Ice Storm

Because camera does not correct for image reflection, everything in horizontal view is switched 180 degrees ...

I found my old class ...

What has happened with our class
Asks Adam in Tela-viv
It is hard to bear today
It is hard to live honestly

What has happened with our class
Wojtek in Sweden writes in Porno Club
I am paid here well for something
I otherwise like anyway

Kasia Tomek are in Canada
Because they have perspectives here
Staszek is doing well in US
Pawel got used to Paris

Goska Pawel are barely making it
In May there will be third child
They fruitlessly complain to offices
That they would also want to go West.

But Magda is in Madrid
She is marrying Spanish man
Maciek has lost his life in December
When they ‘walk’ houses

Janusz who was envied as he jump on
Each ‘wave’ when he was young
He is a doctor, he heals people
But his brother hanged himself

Marek is in prison because
he refused to shoot at Michal
And I write their story
And that is the entire class

And Fillip, physic in Moscow
He gets many awards
He visits Poland when he wants
He was invited by Prime minister

I have found our entire class
Abroad, here, in grave
But something has changed
Everyone is preoccupied with self

I have found our class
Matured and grown up
I have scratched our young hood
But it did not hurt too badly

Not boys anymore, but man
Women, not girls
Young hood will heal fast
That’s not anybody’s fault

All are responsible
All have objectives
All are rather normal
But that is so little

I don’t know what I am dreaming about
What star shines upon me
When among those strange faces
I am looking for a kid face

Why am I constantly looking over my shoulder
Nobody is calling “common friend”
That someone plays with me “Berek”
Or at the very least hide-sick

Our own roots, leaves
We are growing for ourselves
And big roots of course
Abroad, here, in grave

Towards the ground, to the sides,
Towards the sun, left and right
Who remembers that at the end
This is the very same tree