<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893</id><updated>2012-01-22T10:06:07.217-08:00</updated><category term='Pescuit_cu_prietenii_mei_la_Serbauti'/><category term='Cand_se_stinge_lumina'/><category term='Maria_se_da_in_spectacol'/><category term='Revenire'/><category term='Suna_de_ora'/><category term='Mai_a_hiii_mai_a_haaa'/><category term='Dan Puric despre demnitatea poporului roman'/><category term='Simptoma_urechii_indoite'/><category term='Happy_birthday_to_you_Florina'/><category term='NOSCE_TE_IPSUM_CUNOASTE-TE_PE_TINE_INSUTI'/><category term='Nu_totdeauna_trebuie_sa_intoarcem_pagina_uneori_trebuie_sa_o_rupem'/><category term='Meditatie'/><category term='Fotografii_nou_nascute'/><category term='Blog_job'/><category term='Restaurant'/><category term='Insomnie_dulce_nebunie'/><category term='Prima experienta a micutei Maria cu pe plaja'/><category term='Cum depasim vicisitutidinile vremurilor'/><category term='Fluturii_traiesc_doar_o_zi_pe_pamant'/><category term='Ce_ochi_migdalati_superbi'/><category term='Tacere_mieilor'/><category term='Destractie mare'/><category term='Sentimente'/><category term='On_Off'/><category term='Sasha_Grisha_si_Ion'/><category term='Ziua de nastere a iubitei mele sotii Emanuela'/><category term='Vise_placute'/><category term='Foaie_verde_bat_n_ai_de_lucru_fat'/><category term='Primul contact al Mariei cu iarba si floricelele'/><category term='Baga limba in gura'/><category term='Sub_amprenta_timpului'/><category term='Peste urias'/><category term='Rahat'/><category term='Lumen'/><category term='Cum_sa_bei_fara_sa_te_imbetzi'/><category term='Poezie_a_unei_eleve_de_clasa_a_V_Peptut_Delia'/><category term='Schimbare de macaz'/><category term='Aud_culori'/><category term='The secret'/><category term='Raspuns'/><category term='Incalzirea blogala ;))'/><category term='EPIGRAME'/><category term='Cu ce ne spalam pe dinti'/><category term='Maria_Stefania_Ep1'/><category term='Patologia centrului - 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Craciun fericit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nu am mai postat nimic de o vesnicie . . . a sosit Craciunul mult asteptat, sunt la jumatatea minivacantei de 3 zile, ma simt ca intr-un montagn-russe dupa cum zburda vremea si parca nici nu mai stiu daca timpul trece in goana nebuna pe langa noi sau noi trecem nefiresc de repede prin timp . . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In Ajun de Craciun, dimineata, am descoperit ca frigiderul s-a stricat cu o tona de mancare ce astepta sa il umple, virusul varsatului de vant tocmai a incubat si a sosit cu mici cadouase rosiatice si purulente pe pielea micutei Maria, ochisorii rosii lacrimau mici margaritare, mai mult dragalase decat de-rele-prevestitoare, febra care insoteste sosirea scarbavnicului virus a atins culmi nebanuite . . . dar, aceasta fiind gaura de la covrig, am incercat sa identific continutul, miezul, consistenta, pentru ca trebuia sa existe si o parte plina a paharului . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; S-a ivit, printre toate aceste detalii nou aparute in viata noastra, o calitate: intimitatea din sanul familiei.(nu stiu de ce se vorbeste de un san al familiei - de ce e unul singur, cand trebuie sa existe cel putin doi ;))) Este multa veselie in aer, ironii fine si tintit emise, dragoste care invaluie toate vorbele si faptele . . . ce poate fi mai frumos?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3gBqzrYKjdc/TvcLPt7lYHI/AAAAAAAAAhE/xniBzYsuBOw/s1600/100_0961.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3gBqzrYKjdc/TvcLPt7lYHI/AAAAAAAAAhE/xniBzYsuBOw/s320/100_0961.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oK36uYYhvsI/TvcLZ8oYidI/AAAAAAAAAhY/MlDMzGObc58/s1600/100_0949.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oK36uYYhvsI/TvcLZ8oYidI/AAAAAAAAAhY/MlDMzGObc58/s320/100_0949.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_jrjzlav1Ms/TvcLbvM2nRI/AAAAAAAAAhg/GiSrpRHTz_U/s1600/100_0942.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_jrjzlav1Ms/TvcLbvM2nRI/AAAAAAAAAhg/GiSrpRHTz_U/s320/100_0942.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-esGgLh-_omU/TvcLhtiPELI/AAAAAAAAAho/-0W5cFHySSY/s1600/100_0806.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-esGgLh-_omU/TvcLhtiPELI/AAAAAAAAAho/-0W5cFHySSY/s320/100_0806.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TSURQMVFdNI/TvcLkjhJN2I/AAAAAAAAAhw/lqpt-RPFHg8/s1600/100_0885.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TSURQMVFdNI/TvcLkjhJN2I/AAAAAAAAAhw/lqpt-RPFHg8/s320/100_0885.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q6IOGuIx2p0/TvcLqU6uZ0I/AAAAAAAAAh4/3ES3AM1yiAo/s1600/100_0930.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q6IOGuIx2p0/TvcLqU6uZ0I/AAAAAAAAAh4/3ES3AM1yiAo/s320/100_0930.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Gata cu vorba - ma bag la o baita fierbinte, o ulcica rasa de vin rece si un somn nebun de amiaza&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-8612502720633311319?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/8612502720633311319/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-craciun-fericit.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/8612502720633311319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/8612502720633311319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-craciun-fericit.html' title='2011 - Craciun fericit!'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3gBqzrYKjdc/TvcLPt7lYHI/AAAAAAAAAhE/xniBzYsuBOw/s72-c/100_0961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-430736986946032261</id><published>2011-05-02T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T13:10:24.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Mai, hop-asa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fiecare&amp;nbsp;gratar, masa campeneasca, are plusuri si minusuri (plusurile invart mititeiii si tigarile in bot, minusurile fac salata - scuze de gluma, tocmai ce raschetai juma de sticla de Cabernet). Niciodata nu ajungeau cartofii facuti la disc . . . asta pana odata, cand Cumatru lama-scurta si cu mine taie-bine&amp;nbsp;ne-am apucat de curatat la vreun quintal de cartofi, bine spalati si asezonati cu condimente, nebuneste amestecati in ceea ce s-a dovedit mai tarziu a fi galeata de noapte a lu bunicu lu Robert (Dumnezeu sa-l ierte!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tocmai am observat ca sticla de Stalinskaia se bea mai lesne nu din pahare, ca tot omul, ci direct din sticla ca gospodarii. In sfarsit, acum, 02.05.2011, la ora 22.55, cand sticla de Cabernet este gata si sufletul meu tanjeste dupa experienta unui litru . . . unu'i litru de Jack, nu mai e litru ca el . . . cica litrul de Jack e muuuult mai greu ca litrul de apa (scoateti un carnetel si notati revelatia asta instantanee) . . . daca as fi castigat la LOTO de Paste, angajatii mei ar fi venit acum la o canasta la mine in bucatarie, sarcina de servici, cu Jack, pui de la Real si cartofi de la Mc; dar, cum am prins doar un parlit de numar la extragere, ma duc sa ma culc, maine merg la lucru . . . noapte buna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kezOs7l5g9A" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-430736986946032261?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/430736986946032261/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2011/05/1-mai-hop-asa.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/430736986946032261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/430736986946032261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2011/05/1-mai-hop-asa.html' title='1 Mai, hop-asa!'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/kezOs7l5g9A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-2627368520903188096</id><published>2011-02-02T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T13:18:04.788-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The secret'/><title type='text'>The secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/TUnJbVp3uQI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/OsMkB_u5uzQ/s1600/imagesCADX7LOV.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="147" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/TUnJbVp3uQI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/OsMkB_u5uzQ/s200/imagesCADX7LOV.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Exista un documentar, The Secret, care sustine ideea conform careia situatiile care ni se intampla zi de zi sunt generate de gandurile, de dorintele, de temerile noastre.&amp;nbsp;Ar fi o speta apartinand logicii cauza - efect, care ne-ar afecta viata cotidiana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Eu am fost afectat astazi, 02.02.2011, in sfanta si marea zi de miercuri, de logica cauza - defect, pentru ca toata ziulica m-am gandit cum va fi un weekend urmator pe care il voi petrece la munte alaturi de niste prieteni. Marturisesc ca nici nu m-am gandit la experiente bahice, dar subconstientul meu cel mult pacatos a uneltit impotriva mea si&amp;nbsp;a generat o seara in care am beut cu Finu niste vodca de prima presa, ca si efect al gandirii mele celei&amp;nbsp;preapatimase in calitate de cauza. Am fost lovit in creste de o sursa de inspiratie de nestavilit, drept care am nascut aceste randuri din firea mea fertila in ale scrisului si fecunda&amp;nbsp;de ganduri vartos amestecate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Acesta-i secretul meu si marturisesc ca mintea mea cea straina in alea virtutilor, urzeste necontenit scenarii in care apar situatii de milostenie: mi-e grozav de mila, in gandul meu, de Simona Senzual, drept care o ajut si eu dupa puteri si aspir la statutul de om mai bun. De mi s-ar implini visarea conform logicii cauza -efect, dar nu vad cum . . . ca mi se cam pune ceata pe ochi. Noapte buna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-2627368520903188096?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/2627368520903188096/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2011/02/secret.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/2627368520903188096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/2627368520903188096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2011/02/secret.html' title='The secret'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/TUnJbVp3uQI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/OsMkB_u5uzQ/s72-c/imagesCADX7LOV.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-8832025352967388463</id><published>2011-01-29T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T06:56:34.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Supraoamenii</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sunt cazuri extraordinare de oameni care se trezesc, peste noapte, cu abilitati supraomenesti, greu de inteles pentru semenii apartinand ordinari. "Esti un betiv ordinar" ii striga nevasta sotului care intra in casa, el - regasindu-se, aflandu-si calea de pe cele sapte carari pe care umbla, ea - neputand sa inteleaga un stradania unui seaman de a se ridica peste medie, de a fi un betiv extraordinar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Exista o persoana care poate indura temperaturi sub&amp;nbsp;0 grade Clesius pentru perioade indelungate de timp, alta care picteaza fara a avea vedere, alta care poate efectua calcule foarte complicate intr-un timp foarte scurt . . . fiecare cu pasarelele lui. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Eu, unul sunt cameleon ca si fire, adica trec de la o stare la alta in mod artistic, foarte repede. Aceasta instabilitate spirituala creaza cele mai frumoase furtuni de dialog. Spre exemplu:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/TUQqfSAAGJI/AAAAAAAAAgI/kTOAH9s3iOM/s1600/Untitled.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; height: 405px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; width: 643px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/TUQqfSAAGJI/AAAAAAAAAgI/kTOAH9s3iOM/s400/Untitled.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-8832025352967388463?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/8832025352967388463/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2011/01/supraoamenii.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/8832025352967388463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/8832025352967388463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2011/01/supraoamenii.html' title='Supraoamenii'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/TUQqfSAAGJI/AAAAAAAAAgI/kTOAH9s3iOM/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-3920789094009432267</id><published>2010-11-30T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T12:50:53.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zilele si noptile unui student intarziat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* Gib. I Mihaescu este un romancier de exceptie, a carui opera te tine in tensiune de la inceputul cartii pana la final, iar cand s-au terminat filele povestii, capeti un sentiment de&amp;nbsp;contrariere si surprindere fata de finalul pe care il asteptai si cel pe care il gaseste autorul. Potrivit sau nepotrivit, asta este de discutat, dar nimeni nu se poate plange de lipsa surprizei si a umorului subtil, aristocrat, subtil,&amp;nbsp;desi este atribuit unei lichele din punct de vedere al realizarilor, dar un suflet tanar si cu simturile ascutite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* "&lt;em&gt;Traind de azi pe maine intr-un Bucuresti plin de tentatii, dar consumator de resurse, studentul la Drept Mihnea Baiatu nu si-a dat examenele, iar obtinerea licentei incepe sa semene cu un vis imposibil&lt;/em&gt;." Cand toate actiunile graviteaza in jurul aventurilor amoroase si a inselarii pecuniare a gazdelor si a ospatarilor, soarta&amp;nbsp;genereaza in final o reactiune, care ii schimba la 180 de grade firea personajului, reasezandu-l pe orbita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* Este un roman pe care il recomand pentru destindere si retraire a vremurilor studentiei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-3920789094009432267?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/3920789094009432267/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2010/11/zilele-si-noptile-unui-student.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/3920789094009432267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/3920789094009432267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2010/11/zilele-si-noptile-unui-student.html' title='Zilele si noptile unui student intarziat'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-8066414753941838888</id><published>2010-07-19T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T23:51:46.334-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O pata de culoare'/><title type='text'>O pata de culoare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Va propun o ghicitoare:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #003300;"&gt;* pata verde, unduitoare, in ton cu decorul&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;. . . as spune curajos ca ar putea fi o sursa demna de inspiratie pentru o pictura valoroasa,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;daca ar fi creata de mana maiastra a unui pictor celest, din locasul pufos al unui norisor alb;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;* in vazduh -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #663333;"&gt;minuscule explozii prietenoase din efemera spuma alba si revigoranta&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;apoi, ca dupa razboi, se lasa linistea, brazdata la intervale neregulate de sunete taioase, dar familiare;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;* verzuiul diminetii&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #33ffff;"&gt;este inlocuit de turcoazul amiezii toride,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ff6600;"&gt;galbenul auriu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #003333;"&gt;(plictisitor si anost in alte imprejurari)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;prinde viata si forme regulate, sub atingerea nevinovata si absolut nepremeditata a gingasiei;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc33cc;"&gt;* mirosul&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;- sapa profunde amintiri in emisfere cerebrale incrancenate si inca nedescatusate;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;lumina oboseste ochiul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600;"&gt; care cedeaza atentia in favoarea unei lasari in mreaja unei lumi, parca de basm;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daca nu ati ghicit, va spun eu: vom merge la mare, eu ma voi plimba cu o barca verde pe care mi-o voi achizitiona, marea si nisipul vor prinde viata sub atingerea copilasilor gingasi . . . ce mai - asteptarea devine din ce in ce mai apasatoare!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-8066414753941838888?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/8066414753941838888/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-pata-de-culoare.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/8066414753941838888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/8066414753941838888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-pata-de-culoare.html' title='O pata de culoare'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-6288025520784503182</id><published>2010-05-24T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T23:51:32.131-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revenire'/><title type='text'>Revenire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Am spus ca revin cu impresii si m-am tinut de cuvant . . . in dogoarea restului de jaratec din urma gartarului, al carui maestru am fost, in imaginea unui foc mistuitor si jocul mistic al unor fulgi de jaratec stins, care veseli dantuiesc prin aerul mirific al unui apus de soare de poveste, ne petrecem o seara perfecta de duminica, veseli in suflet si recunoscatori de o asemenea companie distinsa si o atmosfera unica in galaxie.&lt;br /&gt;* "&lt;em&gt;Asta-i drumul vietii mele . . ."&lt;/em&gt; rasuna cu tarie in boxe - viata merita traita in anturaj reconfortant si voie buna. Sunt impresionat de apusul de soare pe care l-am vazut acu 5 minute, de seara memorabila de canasta, udata din belsug cu whisky bun, de vinul ghiurghiuliu baut cu nesat direct din carafa, berea mai mult irosita decat bauta, cu mofturi de tineri care nu mai stiu nimic altceva decat ca trebuie sa-si traiasca clipa, care s-a prelungit pe nesimtite, indreptandu-se inevitabil spre incheierea distractiei.&lt;br /&gt;* Ce bancuri bune si glume reusite au fost duminica dimineata, cand am scos cu o maiestrie neasemuita cheia rupta din butucul greu incercat al usii de la intrare . . . numai noi intelegeam glumele, fiind injectati cu portii de alcool egal masurate cu precizie maiastra, iar rasul zgomotos si gurile pana dincolo de urechi au facut ca interventia lui Carmen de a inceta galagia sa fie cu totul fara efect, desi era pe deplin justificata.&lt;br /&gt;* Urmeaza o seara mare cu MIM si alte distractii de la rutina zilnica, un recipient mult prea generos cu gratar de cea mai buna calitate si, nu in ultimul rand, o pofta de mancare comparabila cu ce a a personajului Flamanzila din povestea Harap-Alb.&lt;br /&gt;* Ne retragem in casa pentru ca frigul ne imbratiseaza neprietenos si ne conduce spre intimitatea bahica a unei seri de neuitat!&lt;br /&gt;* Sa fiti iubiti! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-6288025520784503182?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/6288025520784503182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/6288025520784503182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2010/05/am-spus-ca-revin-cu-impresii-si-m-am.html' title='Revenire'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-3065728690901977094</id><published>2010-05-21T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T23:51:16.122-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cum depasim vicisitutidinile vremurilor'/><title type='text'>Cum depasim vicisitutidinile vremurilor - sau macar pe ale vremii?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/S_doghgyDyI/AAAAAAAAAfg/RKgcDGNLwdk/s1600/DSCF1643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473958780053098274" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/S_doghgyDyI/AAAAAAAAAfg/RKgcDGNLwdk/s320/DSCF1643.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 127px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 108px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*Pai cum sa le depasim - fiecare in stil propriu. Cel putin asa voi proceda eu in microvacanta care urmeaza, avand in vedere ca luni nu se va lucra. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*Vremea rece si neprietenoasa va fi imblanzita si atrasa de partea noastra de zambetul bland si ochii mici si prietenosi ai gospodarilor (vajnici bautori si temerari neasemuiti in ocupatii bahice, pe des frecventatele ulite Balantines). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*Lupta se anunta apriga, insa cei 2 litri de Balantines nu au nici o sansa in fata experientei si perseverentei cavalerilor, care prind lejer suta in 2-3 secunde. (bineinteles suta de grame)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*Discutiile vor fi purtate pe un ton foarte aprins, fiind insotite deseori de manifestari isterice si incercari arzatoare de impunere a punctului de vedere, de rasete zgomotoase si de idei nemaiintalnite, in incercarea de blocare a adversarului, in jocul ai caror maestri suntem, MIM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*Nu stiu ce ne vom face daca frigul ne va razbi si lipsa preocuparilor de orice fel ne va apasa . . . cred ca ne vom aduna increzatori in jurul focului, avand mereu-mereu paharele de whisky de inalta clasa pline si gurile pana la urechi, ne vom delecta privirea in jocul sclipitor al margelelor de grasime, dezmierdate de focul jucaus, care mangaie pacatos halcile bineingrijite de carnita de purcelus (sau cum ar spune unii - de exemplu eu - partile bine sectionate ale unui cadavru de animal domestic PORCUS DOMESTICUS). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Credeti ca nu vor fi si crize de personalitate pe alocuri - ba bineinteles ca da! Pai ia inchipuiti-va . . . la adapostul intunericului, in caldura caminului primitor de cabana in zona de deal si vale, in gaoacea protectoare in care ne vom afla, jocul numit canasta va fi la el acasa. Pai sa joace cine doreste canasta impotriva echipei nasu-finu, dar nu cred ca va scapa cu una cu doua si amarnica ii va fi decizia de a juca si blestemata secunda deciziei cand s-a asezat la masa de joc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Ma apuc de impachetat . . . vorbim dupa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-3065728690901977094?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/3065728690901977094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/3065728690901977094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2010/05/cum-depasim-vicisitutidinile-vremurilor.html' title='Cum depasim vicisitutidinile vremurilor - sau macar pe ale vremii?'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/S_doghgyDyI/AAAAAAAAAfg/RKgcDGNLwdk/s72-c/DSCF1643.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-5203976044713870221</id><published>2010-03-20T04:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T05:21:25.078-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luminis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lumen'/><title type='text'>Lumen, luminis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Astazi, sambata, 20 martie, este e zi excelenta pentru plimbari cu persoanele dragi, drept urmare am iesit cu o doamna si o domnisoara la o binemeritata promenada, de sfarsit de saptamana. Trebuie sa va spun ca ziua si-a regasit zenitul in momentul in care dulcea si gingasa Marie, a pasit curajoasa inspre afara, coborand treptele " cati'una - cati'una " , asemeni unui ghiocel care isi scoate curajos capul de sub neaua pufoasa si protectoare direct in lumina stralucitoare si datatoare de viata. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Va aduc la cunostinta ca ai nostri catei de cartier, pe care Maria ii remarca de fiecare data cand isi scuturau lenes urechile puricoase si incredibil de moi, au fost foarte cuminti si au admirat fetita care mergea cuminte de manuta cu mami si cu tati. De asemeni domnisoarele de cartier se uitau admirativ la domnul care se plimba pedant si protector cu frumoasele sale exemplare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Una peste alta - de ce acest titlu? Din cauza ideiii conform careia cuvantul&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; lume&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, care cuprinde in el toate persoanele care ar putea citi aceste randuri si nu numai, ar deriva din latinescul&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; lumen-luminis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, care inseamna &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lumina&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Cred ca din acet motiv lumea rezoneaza atat de bine cu lumina soarelui, sau cu lumina in toate aspectele vietii, sub haina adevarului, iubirii, sinceritatii. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Va doresc zile cat mai luminoase si tineti minte: "Nu mai plange Jane, Plansu e da forma, Jana nu e moarta, Jana sa transforma"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-5203976044713870221?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/5203976044713870221/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2010/03/lumen-luminis.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/5203976044713870221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/5203976044713870221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2010/03/lumen-luminis.html' title='Lumen, luminis'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-5395658143526478645</id><published>2010-02-18T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T23:50:29.864-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Sentimente . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;Neradare&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt; uimire&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;relaxare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; totala&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt; acomodare&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;descatusare&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: #ff9966;"&gt;destrabalare&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt; emotia unei dimineti perfecte, intiparita in memorie ca reper de reincarcare a bateriilor&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;plenitudine&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; nimicnicie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: #ff9900;"&gt; joc copilaresc&lt;/span&gt; . . .&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt; insiruire aleatorie a unor sentimente traite in sfarsitul de saptamana petrecut intre prieteni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;Ca si experienta de viata, doresc sa va impartasesc un aspect: tineti minte si nu va ignorati aceasta necrutatoare si cruda realitate pentru neinitiati - este extrem de dificil sa mimezi cuvatul LIBIDOU la jocul MIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300;"&gt;Orice nash isi are nashul, insa orice echipa formata din nash si fin este nanashul oricaror amatori care isi incearca fortele la jocul de societate numit generic CANASTA. Am scos din joc doi cumatri cu experienta in acest domeniu, pe Cosmin si Robert, care au jurat ca nu se mai pun cu nashu si cu finu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bl3Y0GDacc8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bl3Y0GDacc8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-5395658143526478645?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/5395658143526478645/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2010/02/sentimente.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/5395658143526478645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/5395658143526478645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2010/02/sentimente.html' title='Sentimente . . .'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-7052181100062227043</id><published>2009-12-28T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T23:50:10.548-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Destractie mare'/><title type='text'>Destractie mare  . . . mon cher</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mdJWgKKIU2k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mdJWgKKIU2k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-7052181100062227043?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/7052181100062227043/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2009/12/destractie-mare-mon-cher.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/7052181100062227043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/7052181100062227043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2009/12/destractie-mare-mon-cher.html' title='Destractie mare  . . . mon cher'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-4522895959886276564</id><published>2009-11-01T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T23:50:52.312-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ziua de nastere a iubitei mele sotii Emanuela'/><title type='text'>Ziua de nastere a iubitei mele sotii Emanuela</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Azi dimineata imi tot repetam in gand cochon . . . cochon . . . cochon . . . (traducerea in franceza cred ca o stiti). Exagerarea s-a produs aseara, cand s-a creat cauza efectului de mahmureala care a pus stapanire peste mine astazi . . . dar, decat sa se verse . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;In alta ordine de idei, doresc iubitei mele sotii sanatate si fericire, pentru a ne bucura impreuna de fetita noastra scumpa, Maria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xphxWleiLO8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xphxWleiLO8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-4522895959886276564?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/4522895959886276564/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2009/11/ziua-de-nastere-iubitei-mele-sotii.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/4522895959886276564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/4522895959886276564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2009/11/ziua-de-nastere-iubitei-mele-sotii.html' title='Ziua de nastere a iubitei mele sotii Emanuela'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-2494664212643796405</id><published>2009-07-22T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T23:52:30.221-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prima experienta a micutei Maria cu pe plaja'/><title type='text'>Prima experienta a micutei Maria cu pe plaja si primul contact cu marea . . . o bucurie, ce mai . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;_&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1&amp;amp;" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ro6cATA2KU8&amp;amp;hl=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;"In miresmata si calda luna a lui cuptor m-a vizitat un ingeras caruia parintii ii spuneau Maria. Am facut spume si m-am umflat in valuri incercand sa ii atrag atentia, dar ea era prea ocupata sa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;arunce firicele timide de nisip in briza pe care i-o trimiteam cu generozitate.&lt;br /&gt;Zgaria nisipul cu niste unelte aidoma celor de oameni mari, iar el, poznasul, se incapatana si nu ii parasea cu nici un chip pielea dulce, imbaiata parca in lapte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6666cc;"&gt;Am primit-o in bratele mele generoase si inspumate; ea lipaia cu manutele harnicute prin azurul apei, iar eu ii tineam hangul, cu binecuvantati stropi, vioi si stralucitori ca niste margaritare; ea chitaia cu strigate vii de bucurie pura, iar eu ii tineam isonul cu susurul sigur ale valurilor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;spectaculoase.&lt;br /&gt;Si acum arunc valuri monotone si ma sting de dorul ei, doar-doar va veni fetita cu parul de aur sa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #339999;"&gt;taie cu manuta ei cursul sigur si mereu altul al valurilor, care se duc si se intorc . . . si iar se duc, si iar se intorc . . . "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Cu drag,&lt;br /&gt;Mare Neagra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #003300;"&gt;P.S. : Este pe aici un ponei mic, care plange cu lacrimi de crocodil mare ca il doare spatele, dupa ce l-au calarit Inu si cu Ina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-2494664212643796405?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/2494664212643796405/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2009/07/prima-experienta-micutei-maria-cu-pe.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/2494664212643796405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/2494664212643796405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2009/07/prima-experienta-micutei-maria-cu-pe.html' title='Prima experienta a micutei Maria cu pe plaja si primul contact cu marea . . . o bucurie, ce mai . . .'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-9041920949231421223</id><published>2009-06-06T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T23:49:56.119-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live din viata mea'/><title type='text'>Live din viata mea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*Locatia: cabana ECO-Sasu Gura Humorului.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*Data: timpul perfect pentru o microvacanta, alaturi de prieteni, de sambata pana luni (c'asa beu oamenii buni).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*In curand incepe meciul Romania - Lituania pe care il voi urmari alaturi de prieteni, live din rai. *A inceput sezonul la excese. Am ispravit o sticla de whisky Grant's si urmeaza plosca de 1.75 litri de Jack sa o stingem seara asta, dupa ce o frigem la meci cu bere si vin de la Elodia din beci de la cumatru. Combinatie fatala pentru amatori, o biata desfatare pentru grupul social de aici.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*Anturajul este extrem de nociv pentru bunele obiceiuri, iar eu consider acest lucru o binecuvantare pentru obiectivul nostru: destresare, dezmat, intoxicare, rupere de ritm nebun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*Nu, va rog, nu va faceti griji pentru noi, nu chemati 112, pentru ca daca sosesc aici ii imbatam crunt de ramane populatia fara interventie in caz de urgente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*Daca nu va pot ura o microvacanta placuta din cauza ca veti lucra luni, imi pare extrem de rau si va rog sa ne urati voi si va invit, in acelasi timp, sa urmariti videoclipul acestei microaventuri marti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*Robert spune sa o termin imediat cu scrisul ca il incurc . . . HAI ROMANIA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-9041920949231421223?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/9041920949231421223/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2009/06/live-din-viata-mea.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/9041920949231421223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/9041920949231421223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2009/06/live-din-viata-mea.html' title='Live din viata mea'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-2017903304358956114</id><published>2009-04-12T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T23:49:42.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cu ce ne spalam pe dinti'/><title type='text'>Cu ce ne spalam pe dinti?</title><content type='html'>* Ma apuca nostalgia si simt ca inaintez in varsta frumos si cutezator. Imi puneam adineauri intrebarea cu ce pasta sa ma mai spal pe dinti? Iata solutia existanta inca din vremurile de aur:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/47vlGjS0A3o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/47vlGjS0A3o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-2017903304358956114?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-4370745394076661532</id><published>2009-04-10T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T23:49:24.248-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bine ai venit Matei Adrian'/><title type='text'>Bine ai venit Matei Adrian!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;* Copilul cumatrilor Raluca Si Cosmin este noul ingeras in zona . . . primiti-l si priviti-lcu bucurie ca si cum cerurile s-ar fi deschis si ingerii ar fi trimis un reprezentant in chip de minimascul feroce!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3SeUGCcwOPo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-5670500239384315334</id><published>2009-04-04T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T23:48:32.951-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patologia centrului - sau a Sensu-lui'/><title type='text'>Patologia centrului - sau a Sensu-lui</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/Sdg-oiZi37I/AAAAAAAAAfY/v5wOFIX4LK8/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Exista si este usor identificabila o patologie a centrului - cum bine spunea Andrei Plesu. Multi dintre noi se invart in jurul unei axe (religioasa, materiala, pur existentiala ), insa si mai multi se invart in jurul mai multor axe sau, mai bine zis, nu stiu in jurul caror axe se deplaseaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Este foarte greu de identificat centrul cel mai oportun sau vital din punct de vedere existential . . . poate fi Dumnezeu, poate fi grupul social, poate fi o bara in jurul careia penduleaza o dansaroare, etc . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Totul in viata este sa identifici propriul centru in jurul caruia sa existi . . . Stau si ma intreb in jurul carui centru vietuiesc eu , sau, in jurul carui centru se manifesta Simona Sensu-al . . . Ce sa spun . . . nu pot decat sa presupun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-5670500239384315334?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/5670500239384315334/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2009/04/patologia-centrului-sau-sensu-lui.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/5670500239384315334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/5670500239384315334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2009/04/patologia-centrului-sau-sensu-lui.html' title='Patologia centrului - sau a Sensu-lui'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-3470533337440814275</id><published>2009-04-02T10:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T23:48:11.437-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dan Puric despre demnitatea poporului roman'/><title type='text'>Dan Puric despre demnitatea poporului roman</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ptcspNwqMns&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ptcspNwqMns&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-3470533337440814275?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/3470533337440814275/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2009/04/dan-puric-despre-demnitatea-poporului.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/3470533337440814275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/3470533337440814275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2009/04/dan-puric-despre-demnitatea-poporului.html' title='Dan Puric despre demnitatea poporului roman'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-3227186816722893887</id><published>2009-03-29T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T08:17:26.063-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Omul_frumos'/><title type='text'>Omul frumos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Mi-a spus cineva, intr-o zi, ca a citit o carte a lui &lt;em&gt;Dan Puric, "Omul frumos",&lt;/em&gt; si ca a fost o experienta a unor ganduri cu totul si cu totul deosebite, a unei personalitati marcante a culturii si a incercarii de devenire a fiecaruia din zilele acestea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Simt nevoia tot mai frecventa de cate o gura de oxigen, (la fel ca si multi cunoscuti ai mei, care sunt sufocati zi de zi de griji, temeri, greutati), de un repaus din alergatura cotidiana, in care sa stau, sa-mi pierd privirea in gol, sa-mi identific reperele care sa ma motiveze, sa ma intareasca spre a gasi sensul si puterea de a merge mai departe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Da . . . o carte buna, descoperirea unor puncte de vedere altfel, care sa-ti induca ideea ca nu e totul asa de lipsit de sens precum pare, de asta e nevoie. "&lt;em&gt;Omul frumos nu mai e la moda, dimpotriva, se poarta omul util&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Noi nu cunoastem &lt;em&gt;FRUMOSUL&lt;/em&gt;, nu stim ce este in sine, filozofic, dar il recunoastem, atunci cand il experimentam (empiric).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Daca doriti sa cititi cartea, faceti rost de ea . . . eu va invit sa-l cunoasteti intai pe autor . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xZeR9q06HpU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xZeR9q06HpU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" 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126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SYKHK-EYl-I/AAAAAAAAAfA/aMYA0YrLqwM/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;* Anchetatorii militari au descoperit faptul ca hotul armamentului de la Ciorogarla a sapat un tunel pe sub gard, intr-o zona in afara ariei de vizibilitate a santinelelor. Dupa cercetari asidue, au descoperit vinovatul: un iepure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SYKI-uVuwzI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/baiTONfoD5g/s1600-h/imagesa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296946722913567538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SYKI-uVuwzI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/baiTONfoD5g/s320/imagesa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;* Datorita faptului ca Bucurestiul face presiuni se gaseasca vinovatul cat mai repede, politia militara incepe sa scotoceasca prin padurile din Ilfov, zile in sir . . . cand, deodata, o rumoare teribila prin frunzaris si o multime mare de militari aduc un urs, legat la ochi, cu un ochi vanat si o laba rupta, spunand: "Gata, gata . . . sunt iepure! ".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-2753959942248434196?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/2753959942248434196/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2009/01/s-gasit-hotul-armamentului-de-la.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/2753959942248434196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/2753959942248434196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2009/01/s-gasit-hotul-armamentului-de-la.html' title='S-a gasit hotul armamentului de la Ciorogarla Ilfov'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SYKHK-EYl-I/AAAAAAAAAfA/aMYA0YrLqwM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-5630562603531246405</id><published>2009-01-19T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T23:53:05.641-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moldovian DEX'/><title type='text'>Moldovian DEX</title><content type='html'>* Definiţii noi esxtrase din Moldovian DEX 2008&lt;br /&gt;PRUDENT = pastă de dinţi cu extras de prune&lt;br /&gt;MONOLOG = olog de un picior&lt;br /&gt;BIOLOG = olog de am-bele picioare&lt;br /&gt;SEXOLOG = olog de 6 picioare (de ex. miriapod sexolog)&lt;br /&gt;MANIPULARE = manevrarea penisului cu ajutorul mâinilor&lt;br /&gt;AŢÂŢAT = fără sâni&lt;br /&gt;AMÂNAT = fără mâini&lt;br /&gt;ÎNCHINARE = transport către China&lt;br /&gt;ÎNVINUIRE = procesul de fermentare a mustului!&lt;br /&gt;ÎNFOCARE = transformare în focă&lt;br /&gt;GHINIOANE = varianta moldovenească pentru ardelenescul „Bine, Ioane"&lt;br /&gt;ÎMPRĂŞTIERE = rezultatul procesului prin care beţivii se fac praştie&lt;br /&gt;BIZAR = zar dublu&lt;br /&gt;MĂCEL = mac mic&lt;br /&gt;MICROSCOP= scop mărunt&lt;br /&gt;ÎNVIORAT = Prevăzut cu vioară&lt;br /&gt;LEŞINA = pe unde merge „le tren"&lt;br /&gt;MERITORIU = teritoriul ocupat de livada de meri&lt;br /&gt;RATEU = pateu din carne de raţă&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-8413778020800132158</id><published>2009-01-15T11:24:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T11:45:35.493-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maria_se_da_in_spectacol'/><title type='text'>Maria se da in spectacol :)))</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="440" height="362"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed/flash.php?type=video&amp;hash=b9c651c8dd5d00&amp;userid=cordusiulian&amp;src=hi5"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed/flash.php?type=video&amp;hash=b9c651c8dd5d00&amp;userid=cordusiulian&amp;src=hi5" 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. stiti voi . . . absolventi de "scoala vietii"; observam, poate, ca nu mai suntem persoanele de acu' 1-2 ani in urma, ca unele principii de viata s-au mai schimbat, ca noi ne-am schimbat profund - sau, mai bine zis, eu m-am schimbat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Ideea este ca timpul trece, intr-adevar, ireversibil, ca nu timpul trece, ci noi trecem prin timp, ca noi apartinem timpului, prin partea noastra constitutiva materiala, ca noi nu apartinem, de fapt, deloc timpului, ci lipsei timpului.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Atunci cand vorbesti despre schimbare in viata este ceva firesc, deoarece . . . ce este timpul, altceva, decat o masura a schmbarii, a trecerii lucrurilor, situatiilor dintr-o stare in alta. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Acest firesc este atat de firesc, incat nu ne putem obisnui cu el - parca nu ne este propriu inceputul si sfarsitul, nu ne este proprie inaintarea in timp (brutal spus - imbatranirea), dorim sa imortalizam clipa de bucurie, sa o invesnicim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Concluzia: nu e nici o concluzie - fiecare poate interpreta cum doreste timpul, schimbarea, gandurile acestea aruncate aievea si absolut aleatoriu pe aceasta bucatica de hartie virtuala! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-4461694479583248787?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/4461694479583248787/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2009/01/schimbare-de-macaz.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/4461694479583248787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/4461694479583248787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2009/01/schimbare-de-macaz.html' title='Schimbare de macaz . . .'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-1742335427882644844</id><published>2009-01-04T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T23:53:41.729-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baga limba in gura'/><title type='text'>Baga limba in gura !</title><content type='html'>* Stiati ca ingerasii vin in casele oamenilor, de Craciun, doar ca sa le arate limba . . . pare un gest putin nepotrivit, dar, credeti-ma, ca este plin de inocenta, gingasie si pofta de viata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6QRF8t_QZIk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6QRF8t_QZIk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-1742335427882644844?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/1742335427882644844/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-8999062524688347399</id><published>2008-12-14T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T12:38:04.206-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fluturii_traiesc_doar_o_zi_pe_pamant'/><title type='text'>Fluturii traiesc doar o zi pe pamant . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* Am vizionat niste filmulete de acu 4-5 luni, cand Maria, fetita mea scumpa, era jumatate din cat este acum si am realizat ca timpul nu-mi este prieten, deoarece . . . imi e dor de Maria bebelus si aproape am uitat feeling-ul de a tine ceva atat de mic si pretios in brate! Acum am fetita mare, de aproape 7 luni, care mi-a cucerit inima si ratiunea de a fi!&lt;br /&gt;* Creste fetita mea, trece timpul si ma cuprinde o tristete crunta cand privesc inevitabila inaintare in varsta . . . incerc, prin puterea imaginatiei, sa ma vad peste 10 ani, cand voi derula, impreuna  cu prietenii,  amintiri despre aceste clipe si intrerup brusc periplul imaginar in viitor pentru ca simt ca nu pot face fata acestei experiente . . . e prea devreme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                       Dedic o melodie sotiei mele dragi si fetitei mele iubite,&lt;br /&gt;                     doua margaritare din colierul de stele al boltei ceresti:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-F3nINL8g1k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-F3nINL8g1k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                               &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;      Mircea Baniciu - Ceasornicarul  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-8999062524688347399?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/8999062524688347399/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/12/fluturii-traiesc-doar-o-zi-pe-pamant.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/8999062524688347399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/8999062524688347399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/12/fluturii-traiesc-doar-o-zi-pe-pamant.html' title='Fluturii traiesc doar o zi pe pamant . . .'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-7407492195551237129</id><published>2008-11-23T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T00:26:23.239-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trepte_catre_Divinitate'/><title type='text'>Trepte catre Divinitate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Atunci cand posedam o multitudine de bogatii umane, nu numai materiale, ci si spirituale, traim o bucurie pur omeneasca si o senzatie de fericire, dar suntem in acelasi timp ingrijorati ca in acelasi timp, aceasta fericire care ne inunda, poate sa inchida calea spre Divin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Daca, insa, in acel moment, vom imparti bucurosi fericirea noastra cu cei care, intr-adevar, au nevoie de ea, vom constata ca nu mai suntem prizonierii fericirii si ca Dumnezeiescul nu a parasit sufletele noastre. Asadar, una dintre conditiile principale ale purificarii este educarea corecta a sufletului nostru in iubire pentru tot ce este divin". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;(Serghei Nicolaevici Lazarev)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Este postul Craciunului, iar meditatia de mai sus se pliaza ca o manusa pe nevoia si setea de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;repere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a societatii conemporane, mult prea inradacinata in cotidian si material, afectata de stres, rutina si apasarea grijilor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Inca un gand va mai transmit, care mi-a ramas ca un ecou in urma lecturarii scrierii acestui mare traitor rus:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;* "Acceptati-va trecutul cu iubire in suflet si tot cu iubire traiti clipa prezenta, priviti cu iubire in viitor!&lt;in&gt;&lt;in&gt;&lt;in&gt;&lt;in&gt;". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-7407492195551237129?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/7407492195551237129/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/11/trepte-catre-divinitate.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/7407492195551237129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/7407492195551237129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/11/trepte-catre-divinitate.html' title='Trepte catre Divinitate'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-7354227856682507232</id><published>2008-11-14T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T05:45:47.327-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rahat'/><title type='text'>Rahat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SR3hWWan1wI/AAAAAAAAAck/8f1NFJ-7nqg/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 86px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SR3hWWan1wI/AAAAAAAAAck/8f1NFJ-7nqg/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268614913183962882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(81, 81, 81);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Un betiv, in drum spre casa, se impiedica si cade. Se ridica cu greu, porneste si iar cade.&lt;br /&gt;- Daca stiam ca o sa mai cad o data, nu ma mai ridicam."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(81, 81, 81);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SR3hdBojCGI/AAAAAAAAAcs/orDL2u9qP3s/s1600-h/imagesq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 132px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SR3hdBojCGI/AAAAAAAAAcs/orDL2u9qP3s/s320/imagesq.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268615027864307810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(81, 81, 81);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    Morala acestui fapt, real - pentru ca e rupt din realitatea cruda si revansarda -, a omului cu o  natura bahica dusa spre excelenta, care se lupta pentru depasirea propriei conditii, pentru relizarea ascensiunii cu o perseverenta Oedipiana, este: "Daca stai prea mult in rahat, s-ar putea sa ajungi sa iti placa!" (vezi foto, DAR NU DE APROAPE!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-7354227856682507232?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/7354227856682507232/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/11/un-betiv-in-drum-spre-casa-se-impiedica.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/7354227856682507232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/7354227856682507232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/11/un-betiv-in-drum-spre-casa-se-impiedica.html' title='Rahat'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SR3hWWan1wI/AAAAAAAAAck/8f1NFJ-7nqg/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-3709068905551950668</id><published>2008-11-10T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T20:54:33.919-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ce_ar_fi_fost_daca'/><title type='text'>Ce ar fi fost daca . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Indiferent de varsta, nimeni nu stie cand vine clipa cea din urma, cand firul cel de argint se rupe si periplul pe acest pamant se termina brusc . . . ce vreau sa spun, insa nu prea gasesc cuvinte potrivite, (pentru ca nu mi-am pus problema aceasta, atat de nefireasca pentru varsta mea) este ca poti muri in orice clipa, fara sa poti sti dinainte . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Nici nu vreau sa ma gandesc ce ar fi fost daca . . . astazi - un sentiment ciudat ma incearca, de mila, compasiune, parere de rau fata de mine insumi - raba, condusa de un sofer prost de ii curgea scuipat din gura de bou ce era, intrata in depasirea unei carute, intr-o curba stransa, ivita brusc in fata noastra, ar fi intrat direct in noi, daca nu puneam frana in 2-3 metri. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Stiti ce linistit eram in acel moment? Am simtit, parca, intr-o fractiune dintr-o fractiune de secunda, ca nu e momentul sa . . . mor . . . e atat de nefiresc acest cuvant pentru mine, incat ,parca, nu am puterea  sa il scriu, nici sa il gandesc, nici sa ii mai descos alte valente personale! Dar am simtit ca mai am de trait - bineinteles ca intr-o alta maniera decat pana acum . . . ma simt obligat de aceasta intamplare de astazi sa ma gandesc la o alta maniera de a aborda viata! Reperele mele sunt fetita mea Maria, Dumnezeu, sotia mea iubita Ema, parintii, sora Iulia, prietenii mei . . . etc . . . de ele ma agat sa merg mai departe si pentru acestea as muta muntii din loc!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Gata - nu mai vreau sa discut despre acest subiect, dar dedic o melodie reperelor mele :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*P.S. - Astept repere blonde, inalte, frumoase, slabe si nu prea inteligente, sa intre in lista mea! (Bineinteles, aveam in gand ca reper frumusetea holdelor coapte de grau care se unduiesc sub mangaierea vantului poznas!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R4T1F6re-aI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-3709068905551950668?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/3709068905551950668/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/11/ce-ar-fi-fost-daca.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/3709068905551950668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/3709068905551950668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/11/ce-ar-fi-fost-daca.html' title='Ce ar fi fost daca . . .'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-5372959904548607594</id><published>2008-11-02T10:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T20:44:22.853-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maria_rade_in_hohote'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt; 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&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a_lRHycs6ZM"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a_lRHycs6ZM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceea ce se aude pe fundal este un latrat veritabil de peste, care se comporta ca un bezmetic, nestiind cum sa reactioneze in bratele unui pescar de talie intergalactica precum subsemnatul . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-7434964572646482295?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/7434964572646482295/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/7434964572646482295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/7434964572646482295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-2513371566815693422</id><published>2008-09-14T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T00:24:48.231-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suna_de_ora'/><title type='text'>Suna de ora . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SM1dNPTFsiI/AAAAAAAAAVA/D8u4nmqRaMs/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245951622982775330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 83px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px" height="103" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SM1dNPTFsiI/AAAAAAAAAVA/D8u4nmqRaMs/s320/1.jpg" width="55" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Incepe scoala de maine . . . experienta futila din perspectiva distractiei , dar irefutabila din punct de vedere al necesitatii, in societatea aceasta, care, oricum nu da doi bani pe ea si nu ii ofera prea multe sanse de a happy-end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Ce emotii mai aveam si eu, cand mergeam de manuta cu mama in prima zi de scoala . . . da - picanteriile copilariei !!! Dar iata ca am ajuns eu in locul dascalului, care primeste copiii emotionati si imbujorati de la racoarea de 15 septembrie! Parca ii vad cum inainteaza maine grabiti si sprinteni, cu celebrele crizanteme de toamna in manute, gata gata sa le dea doamnei, scolarii - vlastarele &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SM1dUGRVUxI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Rhd6UW7Yvms/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245951740818576146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="107" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SM1dUGRVUxI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Rhd6UW7Yvms/s320/images.jpg" width="72" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;viitoarei societati!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Le doresc succes in noul an scolar pentru ca "non scola, sed vita discimus" (nu invatam pentru scoala, ci pentru viata) . . . :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-2513371566815693422?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/2513371566815693422/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/09/suna-de-ora.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/2513371566815693422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/2513371566815693422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/09/suna-de-ora.html' title='Suna de ora . . .'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SM1dNPTFsiI/AAAAAAAAAVA/D8u4nmqRaMs/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-7413645879902066237</id><published>2008-09-13T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T00:25:20.896-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raspuns'/><title type='text'>Raspuns</title><content type='html'>* Sunt Simona Senzual si va voi sufla raspunsul . . . era vagon restaurant! Ce era atat de greu? Va pupic dragilor . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-7413645879902066237?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/7413645879902066237/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/09/raspuns.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/7413645879902066237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/7413645879902066237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/09/raspuns.html' title='Raspuns'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-5564550222901196732</id><published>2008-09-12T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T11:45:56.682-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Restaurant'/><title type='text'>ReStauranT . . . WTF?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* PROBLEMA DE LOGICA: Un tip intra intr-un restaurant si mananca hulpav supe condimentate, fripturi suculente, prajituri delicioase si alte feluri de mancare timp de 4 ore. Soarbe 2 beri si iese din restaurant, cand, deodata, cade mort . . . de ce?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Hai sa vad la comentarii un raspuns inteligent . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Indiciul de azi: tipul are inaltime 1.82 m. :)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Raspunsul intr-o urmatoare scriere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-5564550222901196732?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/5564550222901196732/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/09/restaurant-wft.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/5564550222901196732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/5564550222901196732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/09/restaurant-wft.html' title='ReStauranT . . . WTF?'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-3891921595802471880</id><published>2008-08-31T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T00:25:54.756-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On_Off'/><title type='text'>On . . . Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,0)"&gt;* La ce lume ma reconectez eu - proaspat sosit acasa, cu impresii de excursionist, deconectat de la zbuciumul cotidian, pierdut in linistea maiestoasa a formatiunilor montane din zona Gurii Humorului . . . "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Lumea in care traim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,0)"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,0)"&gt;isi pune pecetea sau amprenta pe oameni, din punct de vedere al devenirii lor . . . fiecare persoana traieste in lumea sa, care, pentru ea, reprezinta universul sau existential, precum fiecare persoana este un univers personal, microcosmos. LUX-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;LUMEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,0)"&gt;-LUMINIS se traduce din limba latina LUMINA. Prin urmare, este lumea in care traim si la care ne conectam in fiecare zi lumina sau intuneric?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,51)"&gt;* Raspunsul la aceasta intrebare este personal, individual si tine de specificul spiritual al fiecarei persoane in parte . . . depinde de ochiul care priveste si analizeaza: daca ochiul este curat, atunci perceptia lumii va fi lumina si bucurie (nu doar ca traire personala, ci si ca depozit radiant de bunavoie si veselie). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;* Asa ca raman la concluzia ca lumea la care ma reconectez este o lume minunata, cu multe jucarii, pentru copii . . . nu, nu, nu chiar asa! Lumea este complexa, poate nu suficient de primitoare, un amestec de trairi si arome naucitoare de iti pierzi capul uneori, incarcata de datorii si cam putine drepturi, dar, cu antidotul perfect care limpezeste totul: prietenii si petrecerea timpului impreuna cu acestia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. &lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Un soricel si un elefant stateau amândoi pe o piatra. La un moment dat se uita soricelul atent la elefant, îl masoara din cap pâna în picioare, si apoi spune destul de mirat:&lt;br /&gt;- Bai elefantule, dar mare mai esti ...&lt;br /&gt;Elefantul fâstâcindu-se zice:&lt;br /&gt;- Ce vrei ba, nu e vina mea ca am crescut atita. Asa e rasa mea, ce sa-i faci.&lt;br /&gt;Dupa ceva timp, elefantul are o revelatie si se uita si el la soricel, masurându-l în toate directiile, si zice:&lt;br /&gt;- Ba, da' si tu, chiar ca esti prea mic!&lt;br /&gt;La care soricelul destul de încurcat zice:&lt;br /&gt;- Ce vrei ba, da' am fost si bolnav. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-3891921595802471880?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/3891921595802471880/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/08/on-off.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/3891921595802471880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/3891921595802471880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/08/on-off.html' title='On . . . Off'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-4119918243596121394</id><published>2008-08-28T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T06:44:39.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plictiseala mare - mon cher!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* Vremurile pe care le traim - calduroase, sufocante, pline de urcusuri temerare si ascensiuni spre culmi tot mai inalte, finalizate, adeseori, cu picaje zdrobitoare si dezamagitoare, cauzate de lovituri drept in moalele capului de catre pulanul sistemului social romanesc - reprezinta consecinta fireasca a  apatiei si lipsei oricaror perspective de mai bine ale Romaniei .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* De ce anume avem nevoie ca sa prindem putin rosu in obraji? De putina adrenalina, de niste zeama de emotie, sa calcam intr-un cacat de smecher de Craiova sau de motivatie . . . astazi, cand sedeam relaxat in bazar, intr-o pauza de vreo ora intre clienti, ma gandeam la ideea de motivatie - ce este si cum poate influenta finalitatea unei actiuni! Am ajuns la concluzia ca motivatia este catalizatorul vointei umane, benzina aruncata in valvataie, sutul in fund care determina pasul inainte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Da, ne trebuie o motivatie puternica cu care am putea muta muntii din loc; de altfel, pe opusul motivatiei se bazeaza si persoanele care induc starea de hipnoza - anularea starii constiente, apatia, subconstientul obedient la orice porunca a hipnotizatorului . . . De ce este atat de ascultator si obedient omul in stare de hipnoza nu stiu . . . parca liberul arbitru ar fi anulat, incapabil de orice decizie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Gata cu cugetarea . . . ma apuc de o clatita umpluta cu branza dulce de vacuta si tavalita prin esenta de rom, tinuta la cuptor vreun sfert de ceas si pregatita sa-mi faca pe plac!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-4119918243596121394?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/4119918243596121394/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/08/plictiseala-mare-mon-cher.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/4119918243596121394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/4119918243596121394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/08/plictiseala-mare-mon-cher.html' title='Plictiseala mare - mon cher!'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-8014358290429492450</id><published>2008-08-10T09:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T13:00:47.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditatie'/><title type='text'>Meditatie . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SJ8WTLaNdjI/AAAAAAAAAU4/hanMIgiajU8/s1600-h/bmb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 131px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SJ8WTLaNdjI/AAAAAAAAAU4/hanMIgiajU8/s320/bmb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232925810763855410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;*A izbucnit nenorocitul de razboi in Georgia, sau, dupa parerea multora, a fost provocat de cei care "conduc" planeta aceasta . . . in fine . . . fiecare cu crucea sa in viata aceasta. Citeam acu vreo 2 saptamani de o organizatie Beldenberg, care ar avea sub influenta soarta intregii lumi; oricum, teorii ale conspiratiei sunt multe, unele nascocite, altele cu radacini nebanuite in negura raului existent in lume atat ca principiu, cat si ca pornire ontologica, fiintiala . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;* Raul ca stare de fapt, moartea persoanelor dragi, pierderea intr-o secunda a muncii de o&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KjU4pV9kHY4/SJ8Sba6fb9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MSuB6TPAigk/s1600-h/elefant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 141px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KjU4pV9kHY4/SJ8Sba6fb9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MSuB6TPAigk/s320/elefant.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232921554318225362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; viata, lipsa oricarei perspective sau sperante de mai bine (sau de normal), razboiul, reprezinta, in esenta, pregustari de iad si de deznadejde, insa, stiti voi vorba romanului "tot raul spre bine" . . . nu vreau sa fiu cinic, insa, gandindu-ma la suferinta intalnita pana acum in experienta mea de viata, am ajuns la concluzia ca nici prea mult belsug si confort material nu este bun (privit din prisma legii compenstiei, lasata de Dumnezeu). Banii care prisosesc, in general, izoleaza omul si vin la pachet cu un fel de egoism si inclinatie spre implinirea poftelor carnale de tot felul . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;* Sa nu intelegeti ca nu imi mai doresc potul cel mare la loto, sau ca as fi un soi de ipocrit caruia ii place sa se auda vorbind . . . dar greutatile din viata unesc semenii mai mult decat binele . . . in special, ma refer la doua persoane care se afla in acelasi necaz - ei simt nevoia sa isi descarce sufletul unul in fata altuia, sa se elibereze unul in fata altuia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KjU4pV9kHY4/SJ8SjYh6XDI/AAAAAAAAAAc/8NhYmXL4w-0/s1600-h/horse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KjU4pV9kHY4/SJ8SjYh6XDI/AAAAAAAAAAc/8NhYmXL4w-0/s320/horse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232921691117214770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Poate avem nevoie si de unele situatii mai greu de rabdat in viata aceasta, si asa scurta, asa, ca si fenomen reglator, dar, mai important, avem novoie sa pretuim fiecare zi in care vedem lumina soarelui, sanatosi si cu pace in tara. Iar daca mai avem pe masa vreun animal decedat intr-o zeama condimentata, cald si fraged, asa ca pentru mosnegi fara dinti, sa multumim lui Dumnezeu si sa nu mai carcotim, ba ca e berea prea rece, ba ca valurile la mare sunt prea mari . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YCpb9U8DkJc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YCpb9U8DkJc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-8014358290429492450?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/8014358290429492450/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/08/meditatie.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/8014358290429492450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/8014358290429492450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/08/meditatie.html' title='Meditatie . . .'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SJ8WTLaNdjI/AAAAAAAAAU4/hanMIgiajU8/s72-c/bmb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-3929299989439881735</id><published>2008-07-25T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T12:24:56.675-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simptoma_urechii_indoite'/><title type='text'>Simptoma "urechii indoite"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SIow6csgn_I/AAAAAAAAAUg/xkP5-MykjlM/s1600-h/fund+cal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227044098210308082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 93px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 139px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SIow6csgn_I/AAAAAAAAAUg/xkP5-MykjlM/s320/fund+cal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Te gasesti in situatia jenanta ca mergi si tu cu calul, ca un om gospodar ce te esti, si incapatanatul nu vrea sa inainteze, proptindu-se cu incapatanarea rudei sale urechiate, magarul . . . care poate fi cauza si cum poti remedia acest neajuns ad-hoc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;* O echipa de cercetatori britanici a ajuns la concluzia ca pot exista sau coexista mai multe cauze, pe care le numesc generic conglomerat cauzal cabalin. Acest conglomerat poate fi constituit din mai multe posibile cauze, printre care, cea mai grava poate avea simptoma "&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;urechii indoite&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SIoxBftOhhI/AAAAAAAAAUo/yn7DSx_pVGI/s1600-h/cal+fun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227044219277706770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SIoxBftOhhI/AAAAAAAAAUo/yn7DSx_pVGI/s320/cal+fun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ce este aceasta afectiune cabalina, care a facut numeroase victime de la Stefan cel Mare pana in zilele noastre? Se pare ca pe fond de stres, calul manifesta in zona picioarelor din spate, sub coloana vertebrala, care se continua cu coada, o durere atroce, dar nu sagace si feroce, numita de cercetatorii britanici "&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;durere in fund&lt;/span&gt;" . Este foarte deranjanta, mai ales pentru stapan, deoarece pe animal il doare in fund de el . . . dar, stergeti-va ochii umezi de emotie, s-a gasit un remediu, se poate face ad-hoc, nu este costisitor si nu creaza dependenta. (Cica ar crea dependenta la stapan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SIoxHXeftlI/AAAAAAAAAUw/kSIEhjoPscA/s1600-h/cal+rade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227044320147650130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SIoxHXeftlI/AAAAAAAAAUw/kSIEhjoPscA/s320/cal+rade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Remediul consta in ridicarea cozii in sus, folosindu-se de mana stanga pe care s-a aplicat in prealabil o manusa chirurgicala, se sufla cu putere in fundul cabalinei pana se indreapta urechea despre care vorbeam mai sus . . . Oare aceasta simptoma s-ar putea redenumi "Simptoma Senzual"? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-3929299989439881735?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/3929299989439881735/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/07/simptoma-urechii-indoite.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/3929299989439881735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/3929299989439881735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/07/simptoma-urechii-indoite.html' title='Simptoma &quot;urechii indoite&quot;'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SIow6csgn_I/AAAAAAAAAUg/xkP5-MykjlM/s72-c/fund+cal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-2861308741912951823</id><published>2008-07-20T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T23:51:52.097-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moneda_norocoasa'/><title type='text'>Moneda norocoasa . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SIN_rdf-TLI/AAAAAAAAAT4/_VkiimR6gXs/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 169px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SIN_rdf-TLI/AAAAAAAAAT4/_VkiimR6gXs/s320/a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225160377309744306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Haideti sa va povestesc despre visele mele cele mai nastrusnice, dar poate si ale voastre, caci visatul este gratis . . . un proverb al vestitului rege al Ierusalimului, Solomon, spunea ca "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;prostia reiese din multimea vorbelor, iar deznadejdea din multimea viselor&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!  &lt;/span&gt;Ce sa zic . . . stiu eu ce deceptii o fi avut tipul cu vreo printesa cu gura mare, dar despre multimea viselor, care naste deznadejde, este posibil sa fi avut dreptate. In general, situatiile dezamagitoare din viata nu sunt grave prin esenta lor, ci, este posibil ca asteptarile noastre referitoare la anumite aspecte ale vietii sa fie prea mari! Asteptarile exagerate de la viata, pe care eu le numesc vise, (si veti vedea la ce ma refer) sunt cel mai ades amuzante si vorbesc indirect despre persoana in cauza!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SIOAFoDsnJI/AAAAAAAAAUY/uxTcPzF6y-4/s1600-h/magar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 166px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SIOAFoDsnJI/AAAAAAAAAUY/uxTcPzF6y-4/s320/magar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225160826820533394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* Spre exemplu, unul din visele mele, care ma fac adeseori sa merg cu capul aplecat, este acela de a zari un portofel plin cu valuta, pe care zecile de trecatori dinaintea mea sa nu-l fi zarit! Bineinteles ca l-as ascunde de ochii indiscreti ai sotiei, care l-ar transforma in produse cosmetice!&lt;br /&gt;* Alt vis este sa castig la loto, desi nu joc aproape deloc! Mama, ce as face cu banii castigati . . . As dori infaptuirea unei sali de fotbal pe nisip, cu acoperis mobil, pentru partide de fotbal in aer liber sau in-door, cu piscina, plaja, jaccuzi, gradina de vara si plaja!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SIN_zia6TBI/AAAAAAAAAUA/rqcMIJrooq8/s1600-h/boss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SIN_zia6TBI/AAAAAAAAAUA/rqcMIJrooq8/s320/boss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225160516069641234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* As mai dori sa am un inel sau dispozitiv care sa ma faca invizibil! Ahhhhh ce shukar ar mai fi inelul ala! El ar putea rezolva cam orice problema materiala, transformand-o din vis in realitate! As filma-o pe Simona Senzual cum se bate cu Alina Plugaru si cu Nicoleta Luciu in MilkShake in weekend, ferite de ochii indiscreti ai lumii (bineinteles ca asta fac in timpul liber, voi ce credeati?).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SIN_-3uQcOI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/zT6GwUOLfBo/s1600-h/vis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 114px; height: 146px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SIN_-3uQcOI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/zT6GwUOLfBo/s320/vis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225160710766489826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* As dori sa ma intalnesc intr-o zi cu Becali, sa ii spun ca suntem nascuti in aceeasi zi, 25 iunie, dar in ani diferiti, si sa imi spuna "Gata, de azi esti frate de cruce cu mine si cu Calderon, ia 10.000 de Euro, si de maine lucrezi pentru mine, cu salar de 20.000 de Euro pe luna . . . ca pe pamant nu ai sa vezi asa ceva de la mine!". Na ma, ce mi-a facut nenorocitul!&lt;br /&gt;* Mai am multe vise de acestea, dar astept sa imi spuneti ce vis mai aveti si voi! Trebuie sa visam, dar sa ne trezim la realitate la timp . . . prost sa fii da sa-ti revii . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-2861308741912951823?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/2861308741912951823/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/07/moneda-norocoasa.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/2861308741912951823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/2861308741912951823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/07/moneda-norocoasa.html' title='Moneda norocoasa . . .'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SIN_rdf-TLI/AAAAAAAAAT4/_VkiimR6gXs/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-7566379834262563025</id><published>2008-07-11T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T22:18:03.953-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foaie_verde_bat_n_ai_de_lucru_fat'/><title type='text'>Foaie verde băţ, n' ai de lucru făţ' !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SHg3peB_ORI/AAAAAAAAATo/RJh0EQFY1Ek/s1600-h/baietit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SHg3peB_ORI/AAAAAAAAATo/RJh0EQFY1Ek/s320/baietit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221984953511655698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Acest titlu este foarte sugestiv pentru noua mea preocupare - m-am apucat de BĂIEŢIT . . . ce inseamna acest lucru? A caror ganduri temerare si gospodaresti materializare este acest nobil concept? Aici apar in scena nobil de modeste si inestimabil de valoroase noile mele usi de interior, lemn masiv, pe care, tocmai am inceput sa le dau cu baiţ . . . acum intelegeti ce inseamna băieţitul? Orice actiune baieţească de infrumusetare, conservare, si protejare a unor noi achizitii din lemn, se numeste BĂIEŢIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* Am apucat sa dau o mână doar . . .  intr-adevar, orice lucru trainic incepe cu o mână buna . . . pe&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SHg3vYwVM6I/AAAAAAAAATw/IfKaJ1PDOI8/s1600-h/foc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SHg3vYwVM6I/AAAAAAAAATw/IfKaJ1PDOI8/s320/foc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221985055174636450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; prima deja am efectuat-o, a ramas mâna a doua pe care o voi efectua azi sau cu alta ocazie. Prima mână trebuie efectuata fara material in exces, pentru ca sa nu ramana picaturi . . . foarte mare grija, de asemeni, sa nu ramana acel par inestetic pe suprafata, bineinteles de la pensula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;* Ca si concluzie, precizez ca fiecare dintre noi se apuca la un moment dat din viata de baieţit - important este ca treaba sa fie bine realizata, cu dibacie, cu talent si perseverenta. Va doresc succes la băieţit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-7566379834262563025?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/7566379834262563025/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/07/foaie-verde-b-n-ai-de-lucru-f.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/7566379834262563025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/7566379834262563025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/07/foaie-verde-b-n-ai-de-lucru-f.html' title='Foaie verde băţ, n&apos; ai de lucru făţ&apos; !'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SHg3peB_ORI/AAAAAAAAATo/RJh0EQFY1Ek/s72-c/baietit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-3478400092001285332</id><published>2008-07-08T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T13:01:40.260-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Am_facut_o_pomana'/><title type='text'>Am facut o pomana . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SHPVz5Wl_bI/AAAAAAAAATI/nyNZ_3ZJhYA/s1600-h/cumatru+fun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220751480598166962" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; width: 179px; cursor: pointer; height: 214px;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SHPVz5Wl_bI/AAAAAAAAATI/nyNZ_3ZJhYA/s320/cumatru+fun.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SHPSOkfWZrI/AAAAAAAAASI/a8cl8ZWQSfM/s1600-h/iuli+fun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220747540807706290" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 199px; cursor: pointer; height: 215px;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SHPSOkfWZrI/AAAAAAAAASI/a8cl8ZWQSfM/s320/iuli+fun.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;* Duminica am jucat rummy . . . pot spune cu precizie ca adversarii mei au incercat si ei sa joace, dar cand ai in fata ta inventatorul acestui joc, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;nu ai dec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;at o sansa - sa pleci capul si sa te recunosti invins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;* Bineinteles, ca de la un moment dat, simtul meu de bun crestin si morala, autosesizata la vederea fetelor infrigurate si debusolate de victoriile mele succesive, m-au determinat sa . . . da . . . ati ghicit - sa ii mai las sa castige un &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;joc - doua!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  EPIGRAMA RASPUNS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Cate minuni mai poti scorni, m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;ai frate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Cat adevar prefaci in nascociri maiastre,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Mai lasa-ne cu-aceste minciuni gogonate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Ca noi suntem satui . . . de ale noastre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SHPZUiJ6hAI/AAAAAAAAATQ/M__1cvXRpDg/s1600-h/ttz+fun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220755339841537026" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 188px; cursor: pointer; height: 221px;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SHPZUiJ6hAI/AAAAAAAAATQ/M__1cvXRpDg/s320/ttz+fun.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SHPZZsOFjaI/AAAAAAAAATY/-hlfy_NhtDE/s1600-h/robert+fun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220755428442738082" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; width: 177px; cursor: pointer; height: 229px;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SHPZZsOFjaI/AAAAAAAAATY/-hlfy_NhtDE/s320/robert+fun.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SHUYjlcyVDI/AAAAAAAAATg/vSXvw7b1mVU/s1600-h/vali+fun+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SHUYjlcyVDI/AAAAAAAAATg/vSXvw7b1mVU/s320/vali+fun+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221106342633296946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-3478400092001285332?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/3478400092001285332/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/3478400092001285332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/3478400092001285332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='Am facut o pomana . . .'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SHPVz5Wl_bI/AAAAAAAAATI/nyNZ_3ZJhYA/s72-c/cumatru+fun.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-4300699591235297427</id><published>2008-06-30T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:43:38.343-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pentru_cei_care_cred_ca_le_este_greu'/><title type='text'>Pentru cei care cred ca le este greu . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* Citeam intr-o zi la bazar niste citate si pareri referitoare la viata, apartinand unor ganditori din vechime . . . "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cel care indura suferinte in aceasta viata cu stoicism si ramane neclintit ca o piatra in fata acestora, este mai de pret decat o persoana care avea puterea sa invie mortii!&lt;/span&gt;" . . . de ce? . . . pentru ca cel care invie mortii, ii ramane dator lui Dumnezeu, pe cand celui care indura multe in aceasta viata, ii ramane insusi Dumnezeu dator! Este cel putin logica, daca nu chiar superb de frumoasa analogia!&lt;br /&gt;* Vis, somn, fum, abur, efemer . . . viata . . . asa se percepe timpul care a trecut din segmentul rezervat fiecarei persoane in parte, pe care il numim generic &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;VIATA&lt;/span&gt; ! Traieste clipa? Nu stiu daca preocuparea, angoasanta aproape, de a simti fiecare molecula a vietii acesteia, trebuie transformata intr-un scop in sine . . . aceasta dispozitie de a simti viata, de a trage pe nari aromele ei, ca pe un trandafir, sau, din contra, de a simti viata ca pe un sac greu de trandafiri, care iti rupe salele, face diferenta dintre o persoana optimista si alta pesimista! Crucea pe care trebuie sa o caram in viata este o notiune personala, individuala, dupa puterea fiecaruia . . . da . . . crucea este notiunea sau punctul istoric de la care incepe speranta, nazuinta unui alt plan de existenta perfect in alcatuirea sa, a carui existenta este garantata de Dumnezeu Cuvantul (Logosul Divin).&lt;br /&gt;* Prea multe ganduri existentiale pentru ora 23.39 . . . cred ca o voi lasa pe Malina Olinescu sa cante, ca sa adoarma intreaga familie Cordus . . . va las si pe voi sa ascultati :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GnVFuYEYUJM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GnVFuYEYUJM&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-4300699591235297427?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/4300699591235297427/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/06/pentru-cei-care-cred-ca-le-este-greu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/4300699591235297427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/4300699591235297427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/06/pentru-cei-care-cred-ca-le-este-greu.html' title='Pentru cei care cred ca le este greu . . .'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-4261282726393731008</id><published>2008-06-25T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:43:07.086-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aud_culori'/><title type='text'>Aud culori . . .:)))</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* In sfarsit linisssste . . . mi-am refacut peretele despartitor dintre balcon si sufragerie si imi aud gandurile badadaind pe culuarele mintii, hoinarind prin pustietatea si lipsa framantarilor nobile!&lt;br /&gt;* M-am hotarat zilele trecute sa citesc o carte despre care am auzit numai laude, iar autorul ei nu necesita nici o prezentare(Mircea Eliade); este vorba despre cartea cu titlul "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arta de a muri&lt;/span&gt;". Insa, pana la a ajunge la punctul de a discuta despre moarte si semnificatia acesteia, simbolistica in marile sisteme religioase ale lumii, trebuie sa invatam despre &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;arta de a trai&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;* Viata trebuie savurata, simtita ca un dar, o binecuvantare, o aroma pentru nasurile fine, nu pentru raturile de porc ale nesimtitorilor . . . atat spiritul, cat si trupul trebuie sensibilizate, educate, daca nu au acel dar nativ al optimismului, al zambetului pe buze, pentru ca daca uitam sa mai si zambim, sa luam &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;viata la misto, &lt;/span&gt;traim degeaba si fara sens pe acest pamant.&lt;br /&gt;* Daaaa . . . ce placuta este linistea! Acum, ma simt atat de linistit de parca as savura o ceasca de ceai englezesc, fierbinte, aromat, placut mirositor, insotit de clinchetul linguritelor de argint invaluite in vartejul dizolvarii zaharului cubic, parca prea pretentios si nobil pentru a disparea cu una cu doua!&lt;br /&gt;* Nu stiu cum e fac pe toate . . . sot, tata, profesor, economist, gospodar . . . ce sa facem - mergem inainte ca 'nainte era mai bine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-4261282726393731008?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/4261282726393731008/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/06/aud-culori.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/4261282726393731008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/4261282726393731008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/06/aud-culori.html' title='Aud culori . . .:)))'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-4790455242211962156</id><published>2008-06-24T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:42:47.567-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Astazi_e_ziua_mea_zi_frumoasa_ca_mine'/><title type='text'>Astazi e ziua mea, zi frumoasa ca mine . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* Numai maine nu-i poimaine . . . este ziua de nastere a Expertului Contabil Carmen, a Profesorului Teolog Economist Tatic Sot Iulian (adica eu) si a lui Gigi Becali (pe bune ca e ziua lui)! Asa o zi merita o atentie deosebita . . . un buchet de trandafiri, imbogatit cu un pastel de ganduri calduroase,  zambete si sincere doriri aducatoare de fericire pentru Carmen, multa fericire mie :))) si lui Gigi sanatate . . . 25 iunie . . . in numerologie 25 este simbolul perfectiunii, rezistentei, verticalitatii si al multiplilor de 5. Stau si ma intreb . . . cine nu si-ar dori sa fie multiplu de 5 ? De mic copil am fost fascinat de numarul 5 - un numar perfect, daca ma intrebati pe mine, nu ca 3, 7 sau saracul de 4 - si acum, ca sunt mare, am ajuns sa-i fiu multiplu acestui numar . . . Ce as putea dori mai mult de la viata?&lt;br /&gt;* Imi doresc multa sanatate, putere de munca :)))) si sa castig la loto, sa  cumpar odata pamantul cumatrului Cosmin, ca sa-l fac chirias :))))!&lt;br /&gt;* Va las sa vizionati noi filmulete cu fetita noastra, ca ni-i draga ca lumina ochilor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lBgZhu9UhjI&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lBgZhu9UhjI&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zyc6K-dx5sc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zyc6K-dx5sc&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-4790455242211962156?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/4790455242211962156/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/06/astazi-e-ziua-mea-zi-frumoasa-ca-mine.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/4790455242211962156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/4790455242211962156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/06/astazi-e-ziua-mea-zi-frumoasa-ca-mine.html' title='Astazi e ziua mea, zi frumoasa ca mine . . .'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-7599864730330375469</id><published>2008-06-21T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:42:13.445-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooperativa_Nationala_de_Fotbal_a_Romaniei'/><title type='text'>Cooperativa Nationala de Fotbal a Romaniei</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;* "Na-ti-o franta ca ti-am dres-o! Dintr-o pareche de boi de-a mai mare dragul sa te uiti la ei, am ramas c' o punga goala! Mai! mai! mai! mai! Doar stiu ca nu mi-i acum intaiasi data, sa merg la drum; parca dracul mi-a luat mintile!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; spunea odinioara bietul Danila Prepeleac, cand a pornit la drum convins ca va realiza afacerea vietii sale, ajungand sa piarda tot drept urmare a neroziei rozalii cu care l-au inzestrat din belsug ursitoarele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;* Nu este o incercare de comentariu a geniului lui Ion Creanga (de altfel demodat, din perspectiva autorului "invechit", potrivit capetelor seci din Ministerul Educatiei), ci este o asemanare intre Danila si bolovanii de la Echipa Nationala a Romaniei . . . au avut sansa de a se afirma si au ajuns de rasul broscarilor si al pedofilil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SF0-8KLIevI/AAAAAAAAASA/g6DKSd-D8u4/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SF0-8KLIevI/AAAAAAAAASA/g6DKSd-D8u4/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214393146809023218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;or de englezi . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;* Spiritul de invingator nu este o calitate pe care sa ti-o insusesti incordandu-te, strangand din dinti sau insirand fraze de intimidare inaintea unei confruntari . . . este atat un dat nativ, cat si  o virtute dobandita prin autocontrol si perseverenta in devenirea a ceea ce inca nu esti! Nu stiu daca baietii au avut sange rece sau nu . . . fiecare isi poate da cu parerea . . . dar ma indoiesc ca Piturca asta, marele antrenor, a facut selectia dupa criteriul valorii; eu cred ca are comisioane de la Penegei si de la altii, ca sa puna toate muraturile pe teren!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-7599864730330375469?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/7599864730330375469/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/06/cooperativa-nationala-de-fotbal.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/7599864730330375469'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-3339427073455717868</id><published>2008-06-09T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:41:46.901-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mai_a_hiii_mai_a_haaa'/><title type='text'>Mai a hiii, mai a haaa . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* Am fost la pescuit  . . . da, asa e, dupa cum veti vedea in urmatorul material . . . sunt atat de prajit ca un pui la cuptor in punga Maggi . . . as ptea spune ca sunt suculent si crocant in acelasi timp, fraged si bine facut :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Daca am prins ceva . . . da, am prins o insolatie cu frisoane si voma de imi venea sa ma urc pe pereti . . . pestii nu sunt importanti, ci voia buna si clipele de neuitat, care iti sadesc in suflet imboldul de a striga din strafundul rarunchilor: "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" . . . mdeah . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SEqw3hbSoKI/AAAAAAAAARc/J3ADsfgv9As/s1600-h/Imagine001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 64px; height: 86px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SEqw3hbSoKI/AAAAAAAAARc/J3ADsfgv9As/s320/Imagine001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209170386919530658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SEqwy4Mz2II/AAAAAAAAARU/xnjOSGMwdBI/s1600-h/Imagine000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 68px; height: 91px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SEqwy4Mz2II/AAAAAAAAARU/xnjOSGMwdBI/s320/Imagine000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209170307133462658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cu ochii ca cafeaua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Fetiţa cu privire ca zâna din poveşti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Doar bucurii aduce la părinţi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Pentru nimic în lume n-o schimbăm, şi, totuşi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Minunea trebuie schimbată . . . cu pelinci!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-229345225934777620?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/229345225934777620/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/06/epi-grame.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-7066382256078832851</id><published>2008-06-06T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:40:55.187-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ce_ochi_migdalati_superbi'/><title type='text'>Ce ochi migdalati superbi . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/POckXde9xcE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/POckXde9xcE&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-7066382256078832851?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/7066382256078832851/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/06/ce-ochi-migdalati-superbi.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/7066382256078832851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/7066382256078832851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/06/ce-ochi-migdalati-superbi.html' title='Ce ochi migdalati superbi . . .'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-3393785726187875638</id><published>2008-06-04T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:40:33.941-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog_job'/><title type='text'>Blog-job !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;* Sincere condoleante familiei Catrici pentru pierderea suferita - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a zburat un papagal din colivie&lt;/span&gt; - dar trebuie sa priviti partea plina a paharului: casatorindu-va, ati pierdut un papagal, dar s-au castigat doi. Deci nu este o pierdere - doar papagalita cea rea, care isi batea masculul, a fost inlocuita din ecuatie cu o alta la aidoma . . . :)))) Glumeam finuta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;* Sper sa nu ma puna fina in bancuri cu Bula de acum, pentru ca din calitatea de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;naş,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; o voi capata pe cea de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Bulanaş, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;si ar fi mai mare rusinea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;* "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Opriti pamantul, vreau sa cobor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;" sunt cuvintele pe care le-as rosti acum, in urma dramei de care am luat la cunostinta in urma cu cateva ore . . . nu este urma de compasiune in spitalele romanesti - daca nu dai bani esti un nimeni in drum . . . este vorba de o persoana grav bolnava la un rinichi, iar nenorocitii nu vor sa o opereze de urgenta pentru ca nu are programare . . . iar situatia necesita interventie urgenta. Aceasta e lumea trista, fara iubire, sugrumata de rutina celor care au responsabilitati in legatura cu populatia . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Iata o incercare de epigrama referitoare la situatia in discutie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SPITAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mergi şi tu, cazul fatal,&lt;br /&gt;La spital, însă observi&lt;br /&gt;Că, în loc să mori normal,&lt;br /&gt;Mori, întâi de tot . . .de nervi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-3393785726187875638?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/3393785726187875638/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/06/bolg-job.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/3393785726187875638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/3393785726187875638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/06/bolg-job.html' title='Blog-job !'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-139001348516341029</id><published>2008-06-02T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:40:18.503-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ce_miracol_ce_minune'/><title type='text'>Ce miracol, ce minune . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* Ati avut experienta unui sarut care sa va doriti sa dureze o vesnicie? Eu am avut astazi . . . am sarutat-o pe fetita mea scumpa, un ingeras cu nume sfant si cu parinti mandri si recunoscatori lui Dumnezeu pentru minunea daruita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VILEK9Tv60k&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VILEK9Tv60k&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-139001348516341029?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/139001348516341029/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/06/ce-miracol-ce-minune.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/139001348516341029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/139001348516341029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/06/ce-miracol-ce-minune.html' title='Ce miracol, ce minune . . .'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-2701665552843903840</id><published>2008-06-01T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:39:51.650-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fotografii_nou_nascute'/><title type='text'>Fotografii nou nascute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SELDtdxN-WI/AAAAAAAAARE/SDx7cbg5Bmc/s1600-h/P1020607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SELDtdxN-WI/AAAAAAAAARE/SDx7cbg5Bmc/s320/P1020607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206939305046309218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SELDKLOxOgI/AAAAAAAAAQk/EBfgxF36l5M/s1600-h/P1020603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 108px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SELDKLOxOgI/AAAAAAAAAQk/EBfgxF36l5M/s320/P1020603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206938698774559234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SELDlHTZmbI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QR1j9aRs2To/s1600-h/P1020606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 151px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SELDlHTZmbI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QR1j9aRs2To/s320/P1020606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206939161576708530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SELDeR--YmI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/HdlxNek81PA/s1600-h/P1020605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 237px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SELDeR--YmI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/HdlxNek81PA/s320/P1020605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206939044184744546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SELDUmr-CGI/AAAAAAAAAQs/TUTJS3JALsY/s1600-h/P1020604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 262px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SELDUmr-CGI/AAAAAAAAAQs/TUTJS3JALsY/s320/P1020604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206938877943482466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-2701665552843903840?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/2701665552843903840/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/2701665552843903840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/2701665552843903840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='Fotografii nou nascute'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SELDtdxN-WI/AAAAAAAAARE/SDx7cbg5Bmc/s72-c/P1020607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-8418842388771762412</id><published>2008-05-28T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:39:01.587-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sub_amprenta_timpului'/><title type='text'>Sub amprenta timpului</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* A avea un copil este un semn ca viata se apropie de apogeul ei din punct de vedere teleologic (al scopului pentru care existam - teleos = scop) . . . odata cu trecerea vremii, voi vedea fetita crescand, tinzand spre apogeul vietii sale, in timp ce eu si mama ei ne vom apropia de pragul spre alt plan de existenta  . . . hmmmm . . . sunt cam lugubru in gandire la aceasta ora tarzie, dar nu-mi convine perspectiva inaintarii in varsta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Este adevarat ca fiecare varsta are frumusetea ei . . .  la varsta aceasta, de 26 de ani, nu imi vine sa cred ca am dat nastere impreuna cu minunata mea sotie unei alte vieti . . . nu realizez . . . miracolul vietii ma copleseste si ma determina sa spun ca viata este o minune, un mesaj, un dar, un chip sau o icoana a vesniciei, pentru ca, de multe ori, ne dorim ca fericitele clipe sa nu se termine, ci sa inmarmureasca intr-o realitate fara sfarsit  . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* La fericita varsta de 3 zile, ii urez fetitei mele ca viata sa-i harazeasca implinire, o sfatuiesc sa nu aiba dorinte sau asteptari prea mari, pentru a fi ferita de dezamagiri si o asigur de cel mai de pret talisman protector in viata: dragostea netarmuita a mea, dar mai ales a mamei sale, eroina mai presus de cuvinte, care de aproape 2 luni vegheaza in spital la sanatatea fetitei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       P.S.: urmatoarele zile ale vietii mele le voi considera cadou de la Maica Domnului cu ocazia nasterii fetitei, pentru ca, in ciuda complicatiilor pe care le-a avut Ema la nastere, balanta nu s-a inclinat spre un dezastru, ci spre bucuria familiei noastre! Va iubesc fetele mele . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2uYrmYXsujI&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2uYrmYXsujI&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-8418842388771762412?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/8418842388771762412/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/sub-amprenta-timpului.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/8418842388771762412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/8418842388771762412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/sub-amprenta-timpului.html' title='Sub amprenta timpului'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-7773109444130585765</id><published>2008-05-27T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:38:44.649-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maria_Stefania_Ep1'/><title type='text'>Maria Stefania Ep.1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;* Viata mea incepe sa semene tot mai mult cu o telenovela sau cu un film romantic reusit . . . sunt protagonistul unui film, parca, in care rolul principal nu-l mai detin eu, ci rodul unei iubiri, fetita mea Maria Stefania, care a inceput drumul spre a implini iubirea mea si a Emanuelei . . . aceasta este semnificatia acestui dar divin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;* De acum, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;, cand il vede pe tatal copilului, vede si copilul pe  care l-a nascut; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;tatal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;, cand vede mama copilului, vede, in acelasi timp si copilasul sau; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;copiii&lt;/span&gt;, cand privesc un parinte, il vad concomitent si pe celalalt parinte. Nici un membru nu mai traieste pentru el, ci doar ca sa le fie de folos celorlalti . . . este iubirea desavarsita . . . nu iubirea in doi este cea deplina, ci iubirea in trei (nu ma intelegeti gresit, nu ma refer la Menaj a trois) . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;* Vreau sa va comunic, totusi, ca astazi am patruns in interiorul etajului al V-lea de la spital, cel in care nu ai voie sa intri . . . am fler! Am vazut micuta mea iubirica, am pupat-o si am filmat-o . . . dar bucuria cea mai mare a fost sa o vad in bratele mamei pentru prima data! Atata implinire si bucurie nu am mai simtit nicicand; am fost cel mai tare barbat din lume pentru cateva clipe (apropo . . . inca pretind ca mai sunt) Si pe la ora 17 00 fetita mea a supt prima oara de la sanul mamei si asta a facut ca ziua de azi sa fie una fericita!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-7773109444130585765?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/7773109444130585765/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/maria-stefania-ep1.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/7773109444130585765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/7773109444130585765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/maria-stefania-ep1.html' title='Maria Stefania Ep.1'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-6496136531347192877</id><published>2008-05-24T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:38:21.389-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maria_Stefania_comoara_noastra'/><title type='text'>Maria Stefania, comoara noastra!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDhjaHt8nBI/AAAAAAAAAOg/q8dZxwSwBaA/s1600-h/flori+rad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 75px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDhjaHt8nBI/AAAAAAAAAOg/q8dZxwSwBaA/s320/flori+rad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204018669826120722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDhjT3t8nAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/uDhUlGu2L_4/s1600-h/ghiocel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 109px; height: 79px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDhjT3t8nAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/uDhUlGu2L_4/s320/ghiocel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204018562451938306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Bine ai venit, Maria!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Lumina dimineţii vesteşte bucuria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mirate pasarele sosesc din departare, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iar trandafirii ţanţoşi, de roşie culoare, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Miros a sărbătoare, azi s-a nascut Maria!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Va fi frumoasă zână, va fi un simţământ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Nobil precum iubirea ce a chemat-o 'n lume,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Că astrele din cer promit cu jurământ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Că-i vor ursi o soartă de înger bun în lume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Culori &lt;/span&gt;... nu pot descrie, nu ... ele &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;n' au putere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Nici &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;sunete&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;miresme &lt;/span&gt;sau alţi stimuli trupeşti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Pălesc tot incercând, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;dulci vorbe&lt;/span&gt; efemere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Descrierea Mariei, minunii îngereşti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;                                                                                  Mândrul tău tatic ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDhjlnt8nCI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6aUZ7j3_ZH8/s1600-h/Ratusca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDhjlnt8nCI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6aUZ7j3_ZH8/s320/Ratusca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204018867394616354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Te iubim prinţeso şi te aşteptăm, ca sa ne umpli lumea de bucurie si împlinire !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDwDO3t8nHI/AAAAAAAAAPw/OBqPRfQ9caU/s1600-h/Imagine002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 277px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDwDO3t8nHI/AAAAAAAAAPw/OBqPRfQ9caU/s320/Imagine002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205038823343168626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDsCzHt8nGI/AAAAAAAAAPo/R_tBV0QYwL4/s1600-h/P1020587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDsClXt8nEI/AAAAAAAAAPY/vHQFaVzbBgk/s320/P1020579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204756635401886786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-6496136531347192877?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/6496136531347192877/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/maria-stefania-comoara-noastra.html#comment-form' title='11 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/6496136531347192877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/6496136531347192877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/maria-stefania-comoara-noastra.html' title='Maria Stefania, comoara noastra!'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDhjaHt8nBI/AAAAAAAAAOg/q8dZxwSwBaA/s72-c/flori+rad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-5684748216705624735</id><published>2008-05-22T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:37:49.310-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cum_impatureste_Simona_Senzual_sosetele'/><title type='text'>Cum impatureste Simona Senzual sosetele?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDXC2nt8m-I/AAAAAAAAAOI/dzVLiorikKI/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 209px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDXC2nt8m-I/AAAAAAAAAOI/dzVLiorikKI/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203279188126899170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Mor de nervi atunci cand impaturesc sosete si raman vreo 3 care nu mai au pereche . . . unde sunt celelalte? Este posibil sa le fi aruncat in sus, atunci cand le-am lepadat de pe picioare si sa se fi lipit de tavan, dar am investigat si nu este aceasta cauza . . .  oricum, dau eu de ele candva!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Oare procedeaza Simona Senzual atunci cand impatureste sosetele? (aceasta ar fi intrebarea care ma chinuie acum, la acest ceas tarziu si profund potrivit pentru poezie si meditatie) . . . unii sustin ca le-ar aseza pe un bat si le-ar rula, ca pe niste suluri . . . nu stiu ce ar face draga de ea, dar o sa o intreb chiar seara aceasta pe blogul ei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Limbă (Glossă)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stau acum sub clar de luna,&lt;br /&gt;Smulg alene margarete,&lt;br /&gt;Si ma 'ntreb, Simona buna,&lt;br /&gt;Cum stii tu sa strangi sosete?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cum le prinzi tu de manseta . . .&lt;br /&gt;Si le rasucesti agale,&lt;br /&gt;Pana cad precum petale&lt;br /&gt;'n poala ta, dulce starleta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sosetele stau moi, pufoase,&lt;br /&gt;Cand le pune in sertar&lt;br /&gt;Dar stiti cum se 'nvioreaza&lt;br /&gt;Cand le-apuca Senzual?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cum stii tu sa strangi sosete?&lt;br /&gt;Si ma 'ntreb, Simona buna,&lt;br /&gt;Smulg alene margarete,&lt;br /&gt;Stau acum sub clar de luna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                               Neam cu Eminescu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Am crezut ca pic de pe scaun de ras . . . ia auziti titlu pe youtube "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Simona Senzuala mai proasta decat Pacala&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" aaaaaaahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tibeoDFsrkI&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tibeoDFsrkI&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wGg7NLy971E&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wGg7NLy971E&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-5684748216705624735?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/5684748216705624735/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/cum-impatureste-simona-senzual-sosetele.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/5684748216705624735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/5684748216705624735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/cum-impatureste-simona-senzual-sosetele.html' title='Cum impatureste Simona Senzual sosetele?'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDXC2nt8m-I/AAAAAAAAAOI/dzVLiorikKI/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-6755934142570022309</id><published>2008-05-21T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:37:16.101-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ploua_ploua_babele_se_oua'/><title type='text'>Ploua, ploua, babele se oua . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDRGVsM4WNI/AAAAAAAAANg/vGBVCIUncRw/s1600-h/babele.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 74px; height: 86px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDRGVsM4WNI/AAAAAAAAANg/vGBVCIUncRw/s320/babele.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202860807976147154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Si afara ploua, ploua . . . bine, bine . . . dar noi in casa ce sa facem? Unii spun ca e vreme de numarat banii si de facut copii . . . &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;been there, done that&lt;/span&gt; . . . ce activitati interesante propuneti pentru cand ploua, ca sa nu innebunim de plictiseala?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Iata ce propun eu, ca veni vorba:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDRG6cM4WOI/AAAAAAAAANo/Z93EycTJ210/s1600-h/Simona+Senzual.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 82px; height: 74px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDRG6cM4WOI/AAAAAAAAANo/Z93EycTJ210/s320/Simona+Senzual.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202861439336339682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Aventura pe tărâm artistic cu Simona Senzual - activitate menita sa ne ridice spiritul prin ascultarea cantecelor superbei artiste si sa ne inspire din punct de vedere  . . . gasiti voi punctele de vedere, eu zic ca activitatea este binevenita ;)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Putem practica sportul mintii, dar cel cu piesele inlocuite de pahare generoase cu co&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDRHLcM4WPI/AAAAAAAAANw/Y6bdyjOYYcs/s1600-h/sah+bahic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 67px; height: 44px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDRHLcM4WPI/AAAAAAAAANw/Y6bdyjOYYcs/s320/sah+bahic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202861731394115826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ntinut bahic (rachiu - pentru cei saraci in vocabular) - daca nu avem adversar, putem sa ne antrenam singuri, pentru ca, dupa multe "piese" sorbite, o vom vedea si pe Simona Senzual insotindu-ne in periplul pe taramul sportului.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDRHx8M4WQI/AAAAAAAAAN4/9UpE0R13Rsc/s1600-h/carti+joc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 88px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDRHx8M4WQI/AAAAAAAAAN4/9UpE0R13Rsc/s320/carti+joc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202862392819079426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Este indicat sa citim niste carti, de preferat din clasici, precum: "Macaua", "Septica", "Poker"  etc. Nu va obositi privirea, pentru ca, altminteri, trebuie clatita cu niste poze cu Simona Senzual - de fapt obositi-o, ca sa aveti si voi pretext . . . pe privire sa o obositi . . . voi ce credeati???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDRIosM4WRI/AAAAAAAAAOA/nT-5HfncVqA/s1600-h/i+cant+stop+thinking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDRIosM4WRI/AAAAAAAAAOA/nT-5HfncVqA/s320/i+cant+stop+thinking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202863333416917266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Va invit si pe voi sa meditati la unele activitati antrenante pe timpul ploiii, pentru a fi de folos semenilor nostri fara alternativa de petrecere a timpului . . . totul e sa fiti creativi, lucizi, generosi in detalii . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-6755934142570022309?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/6755934142570022309/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/ploua-ploua-babele-se-oua.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/6755934142570022309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/6755934142570022309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/ploua-ploua-babele-se-oua.html' title='Ploua, ploua, babele se oua . . .'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDRGVsM4WNI/AAAAAAAAANg/vGBVCIUncRw/s72-c/babele.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-8380418327898095187</id><published>2008-05-19T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:36:46.379-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NOSCE_TE_IPSUM_CUNOASTE-TE_PE_TINE_INSUTI'/><title type='text'>NOSCE TE IPSUM - "CUNOASTE-TE PE TINE INSUTI !"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDHjv8M4WLI/AAAAAAAAANQ/KqMUJzAGmLA/s1600-h/FRICA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 101px; height: 172px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDHjv8M4WLI/AAAAAAAAANQ/KqMUJzAGmLA/s320/FRICA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202189457343142066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Anxietatea sau frica - emotie pe care o  percepem referitor la o situatie viitoare, posibil periculoasa pentru noi insine, din punct de vedere al stimei de sine, statutului in societate sau al altui aspect care ne priveste direct . . . acesta este un punct slab al majoritatii oamenilor, in momentul in care sunt pusi in fata unor situatii limita . . . asteptarea e mai grea de fapt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Daca poate fi depasit acest moment? . . .Cred ca depinde de taria de caracter, de gradul de "nesimtire" pe care il poate dobandi cineva in timp, adevarata imunitate la orice eveniment concentrationar, restrictiv,  persuasiv (ce-o fi insemnand asta ;)) ?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* In aceste momente, parca nu ne mai asculta creierul, totul fiind irational . . . ne balbaim, vorbim prostii, derulam fraze - materializari ale unor idei, pe cat de incoerente, pe atat de tampite, fiind gandite de creierul mic - fara sa le trecem prin filtrul ratiunii, si, Doamne fereste, dar, sau mai intamplat si spete de acestea - ne cacam in pantaloni . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDHlAcM4WMI/AAAAAAAAANY/WebrY8zt3TU/s1600-h/BRAIN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 128px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDHlAcM4WMI/AAAAAAAAANY/WebrY8zt3TU/s320/BRAIN.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202190840322611394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Cheia, pentru a trece de aceste momente, nu o detin, ca as fi devalizat eu F.N.I. - ul, nu Vantu . . . dar, ca si parere personala, cred ca autoeducarea si munca atenta si perseverenta cu sine insine poate da rezultate. Scopul acestui demers necesar ar fi autocontrolul, cunoasterea de sine, si cresterea increderii in fortele proprii . . . fiecare are nevoie de aceste deziderate, imperios necesare in procesul devenirii fiecarui individ in persoana, sau, in unele cazuri, in personalitate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-8380418327898095187?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/8380418327898095187/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/nosce-te-ipsum-cunoaste-te-pe-tine.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/8380418327898095187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/8380418327898095187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/nosce-te-ipsum-cunoaste-te-pe-tine.html' title='NOSCE TE IPSUM - &quot;CUNOASTE-TE PE TINE INSUTI !&quot;'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDHjv8M4WLI/AAAAAAAAANQ/KqMUJzAGmLA/s72-c/FRICA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-2676034173358627289</id><published>2008-05-18T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:35:58.485-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tic _tac'/><title type='text'>Tic - tac . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDCUQMM4WEI/AAAAAAAAAMY/BVmAZdZVvTw/s1600-h/way.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 127px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDCUQMM4WEI/AAAAAAAAAMY/BVmAZdZVvTw/s320/way.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201820575486990402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Ne zbatem zi de zi ca niste pesti pe uscat pentru implinirea cerintelor sociale, care ne dau dreptul, ne permit sa traim, dar, nu oarecum, ci la anumite standarde, pe care le numim generic - comfort . . . da, lipsa comfortului ne transforma - pe noi, pupele, lipsitii de aparare, larvele, neadaptate din punct de vedere animalic la mediul in care traiesc - in niste fiinte extrem de vulnerabile. Este bine, este rau, Broscoiul Mircea stie . . . nici nu ma obosesc sa caut &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sensul&lt;/span&gt; acestor lucruri . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* De altfel, eu, personal, fraternizez cu parerea lui Wittgenstein "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daca &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sul&lt;/span&gt; lumii s-ar a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fla in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDCUtsM4WGI/AAAAAAAAAMo/6dWgFVW1gZo/s1600-h/milky+way.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 90px; height: 87px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDCUtsM4WGI/AAAAAAAAAMo/6dWgFVW1gZo/s320/milky+way.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201821082293131362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lume, atunci lumea n-ar avea nici un &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;". . . si mai cred ca &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;stapanitorul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;acestei lumi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;cea materiala&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;este &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;diavolul, &lt;/span&gt;(cel putin asa il numeste si deconspira Iisus Hristos)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;si ca in momentul in care caut repere de care sa ma agat, sa merg mai departe, singura cale adevarata, care nu da gres niciodata, este Iisus Hristos . . . da . . . aceste ganduri imi reflecta convingerile &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;mele&lt;/span&gt; - nu va indemn sa faceti ca mine, ca eu sunt cam zapacit de felul meu si gresesc de multe ori . . . doar ca e tarziu si m-am apucat de meditatii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDCXbMM4WKI/AAAAAAAAANI/2_gpBCYYBtc/s1600-h/ganditor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 93px; height: 149px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDCXbMM4WKI/AAAAAAAAANI/2_gpBCYYBtc/s320/ganditor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201824063000434850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Cea mai mare cursa a diavolului este sa ne faca sa credem ca nu exista . . . pentru ca "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Si&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;alu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;s est, Deus est&lt;/span&gt;" (daca exista raul(diavolul), atunci exista si Dumnezeu). Si cate as mai vrea sa spun . . . dar nu e locul, nici momentul. Ma gandeam la moarte, la &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;cutremur&lt;/span&gt; - caci ma cutremura gandul la iminenta acesteia si la aspectul ei imprevizibil - dar la cutremurul din China. Ne luptam zilnic cu morile de vant, sa avem cu ce ne astampara si aţâţa poftele trupesti, cu ce ne creste nenorocitul de comfort, si uitam ca, poate, avem un sens pe acest pamant, dincolo de partea vazuta a acestei lumi . . . sau poate nu . . . sau,  poate muuu . . . (cum ar spune vacuta Violeta).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDCTe8M4WDI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/5rYDy-gfvJc/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 102px; height: 80px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDCTe8M4WDI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/5rYDy-gfvJc/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201819729378433074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Carpe diem, traieste clipa . . . "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;eliberati-va de regretele pentru tre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;cu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; si de teama pentru viitor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;traiti cu iubire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; prezentul &lt;/span&gt; - spune Lazarev - &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;in toate ma voi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; bizui pe Tine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Doamne&lt;/span&gt;" Asta nu are cum sa dea gres. Ce sa zic . . . va doresc multe succesuri si un cucos negru de Craciun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-2676034173358627289?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/2676034173358627289/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/ne-zbatem-zi-de-zi-ca-niste-pesti-pe.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/2676034173358627289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/2676034173358627289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/ne-zbatem-zi-de-zi-ca-niste-pesti-pe.html' title='Tic - tac . . .'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SDCUQMM4WEI/AAAAAAAAAMY/BVmAZdZVvTw/s72-c/way.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-3728657844653921763</id><published>2008-05-14T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:34:57.772-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insomnie_dulce_nebunie'/><title type='text'>Insomnie, dulce nebunie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCtFF8M4V_I/AAAAAAAAALw/wmRfSl_TvbI/s1600-h/ingeras+doarme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCtFF8M4V_I/AAAAAAAAALw/wmRfSl_TvbI/s320/ingeras+doarme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200326163091183602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Ati avut nopti in care sa nu puteti adormi, si sa va zvarcoliti de pe o parte pe alta, injurand amar cu gandul la sfarseala, oboseala de a doua zi? Pai de ce nu spuneti asa? Va da taica solutia pentru problema voastra . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* De vina nu este incalzirea globala, polutia, sau stiu eu ce alte metehne ale na&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCtE9cM4V-I/AAAAAAAAALo/yAlPc8aG_34/s1600-h/no+sleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 107px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCtE9cM4V-I/AAAAAAAAALo/yAlPc8aG_34/s320/no+sleep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200326017062295522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;turii, provocate de omenire. Pur si simplu, trebuie stiut faptul ca in dormitor nu trebuie amestecate activitatile "aculturale", precum cele legate de televizor si calculator, cu cele firesti: sex si somn. Daca amesteci toate aceste activitati, corpul tau nu va mai reactiona normal si iti va fi greu sa adormi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCtFNcM4WAI/AAAAAAAAAL4/79CvsFBYUNk/s1600-h/goala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 47px; height: 90px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCtFNcM4WAI/AAAAAAAAAL4/79CvsFBYUNk/s320/goala.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200326291940202498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Daca nu adormi, poti trezi partenerul de viata ca sa faci sex (ca sa nu doarma nici el, de fapt) . . . sau sa faci o alta activitate plictisitoare, precum citirea unei carti, numararea de mioare sau exercitii de matematica, mentale, cu Simona Senzual . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCtFgcM4WBI/AAAAAAAAAMA/IfuwpLYmA-w/s1600-h/oaie+abac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCtFgcM4WBI/AAAAAAAAAMA/IfuwpLYmA-w/s320/oaie+abac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200326618357717010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Mergi la culcare cam la aceeasi ora in fiecare zi. Corpul tau se va obisnui cu programul si dupa cateva saptamani iti va fi foarte usor sa adormi si sa te simti ca nou a doua zi. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cine se culca odata cu gainile, se culca si a doua oara . . .&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* Ia auzi sfat: "Nu fuma si nu consuma alcool&lt;/span&gt;" . . . eeeeeh . . . asta e culmea . . . cum sa nu fumezi si sa nu consumi alcool? Pai ce sa consumi? Vorba lu Caragiale . . . "gaz?" De fapt daca nu poti dormi si ai inspiratia sa bei o juma de vodca, dormi instantaneu . . . dar singur? Nu, nu merge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCtFvcM4WCI/AAAAAAAAAMI/BDHmNO6sPVM/s1600-h/sleepless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCtFvcM4WCI/AAAAAAAAAMI/BDHmNO6sPVM/s320/sleepless.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200326876055754786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Acum - BOMBA - "cercetatorii britanici" (parca ar fi nume de scena pentru niste prostituate grase) au descoperit solutia pentru a va pastra sanatatea un timp mai indelungat . . . "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spalati-va pe dinti stand intr-un picior, purtati casti atunci cand dati cu aspiratorul si incercati sa dormiti mai mult pe spate, ca sa nu faceti riduri&lt;/span&gt;". (Asta nu e valabil si pentru Danuttz, ca pica testicolele pe borta curului si sforai ;))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Somnic usor va doresc si pupilici tuturor de la Simona Senzual! Na . . . gata . . . acu iar nu mai doarme Robert ca se gandeste la ea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-3728657844653921763?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/3728657844653921763/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/insomnie-dulce-nebunie.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/3728657844653921763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/3728657844653921763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/insomnie-dulce-nebunie.html' title='Insomnie, dulce nebunie!'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCtFF8M4V_I/AAAAAAAAALw/wmRfSl_TvbI/s72-c/ingeras+doarme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-5604732191023251699</id><published>2008-05-11T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:34:29.730-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stop_pozitia'/><title type='text'>Stop pozitia !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCfZKsM4V4I/AAAAAAAAAK4/ppXLZZyrYOE/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 58px; height: 58px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCfZKsM4V4I/AAAAAAAAAK4/ppXLZZyrYOE/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199363072509630338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Acest titlu amuzant, folosit in copilarie, care imi trezeste amintiri din cele mai amuzante, astazi si-a pierdut valoarea pe care o avea si a capatat o alta conotatie . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Copilaria insasi a capatat alte valente in mintea copiilor ai caror parinti ii &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCfYiMM4V3I/AAAAAAAAAKw/Zi-ELfk5Bck/s1600-h/copii+politisti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 68px; height: 66px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCfYiMM4V3I/AAAAAAAAAKw/Zi-ELfk5Bck/s320/copii+politisti.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199362376724928370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;neglijeaza din pricina grijilor, a departarii de casa sau a prostului obicei . . . &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;STOP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;POZITIA&lt;/span&gt;, probabil, a fost remarca bietei femei, care a prins doi copii (fata in clasa a VI-a si baiatul in clasa a V-a) in incercarea unor "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;exercitii&lt;/span&gt;" intime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCfZY8M4V5I/AAAAAAAAALA/A9r6P9yBws8/s1600-h/tweety+umbrela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 109px; height: 109px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCfZY8M4V5I/AAAAAAAAALA/A9r6P9yBws8/s320/tweety+umbrela.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199363317322766226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Matematica nu mai este la mode cu &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;exercitiile&lt;/span&gt; ei plicticoase si kilometrice, ideea de &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;limba &lt;/span&gt;romana a fost gresit inteleasa, iar viata fara nici un Dumnezeu, doar pentru satisfacerea poftelor celor mai la indemana, cele animalice, este la moda printre tinerele vlastare . . . probabil au ales modelele gresite in viata, nimfele cu nume de utilaj agricol, precum Alina Plugaru. (Copyright Robert).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCfZgcM4V6I/AAAAAAAAALI/Awx7uCl5FSk/s1600-h/micul+terorist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 91px; height: 118px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCfZgcM4V6I/AAAAAAAAALI/Awx7uCl5FSk/s320/micul+terorist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199363446171785122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unde esti copilaria, cu padurea ta cu tot . . .&lt;/span&gt;" striga din toate puterile poetul, pe cand eram eu in scoala generala. Cred ca si acum isi spune oful  acest poet, dar, in lipsa unor repere si a invataturii de acasa, de la scoala, de la Biserica duminica, copiii inteleg gresit ideea de &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;padure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;si dau atacuri de inima bietelor femei, care se afla la momentul nepotrivit, la locul nepotrivit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCfdU8M4V8I/AAAAAAAAALY/FrQs7z6Cx3E/s1600-h/fat+pregnant1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCfdU8M4V8I/AAAAAAAAALY/FrQs7z6Cx3E/s320/fat+pregnant1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199367646649800642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Trebuie facuta educatie sexuala la varste atat de fragede, sau suntem noi prea rigizi si ramasi in urma cu realitatea, pana la urma, buna sau rea, asa cum este ea? Nu stiu ce vina au copiii, in raport cu parintii, care nu ii lumineaza cu privire la aceste aspecte ale vietii . . . spuneti-va parerea, ca si comentariu, cu privire la necesitatea unei asemenea educatii oferite la aceasta varsta! MAKE LOVE, NOT WAR!   da sigur . . .  :(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-5604732191023251699?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/5604732191023251699/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/stop-pozitia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/5604732191023251699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/5604732191023251699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/stop-pozitia.html' title='Stop pozitia !'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCfZKsM4V4I/AAAAAAAAAK4/ppXLZZyrYOE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-4991888057922749617</id><published>2008-05-10T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:34:04.679-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Las-o_n_sange'/><title type='text'>Las'-o 'n sange ! ! !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCXvO5_exLI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/cWDJ4gWSoHk/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 93px; height: 79px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCXvO5_exLI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/cWDJ4gWSoHk/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198824384233391282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Sunt revoltat din cauza tiganilor, a hotilor de fier vechi si, in special, a nenorocitilor care au furat calea ferata, provocand accidentul feroviar de astazi, in care o tanara de 26 de ani si-a pierdut viata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCXvf5_exMI/AAAAAAAAAKY/fBRBj18IUfo/s1600-h/tiganca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 94px; height: 94px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCXvf5_exMI/AAAAAAAAAKY/fBRBj18IUfo/s320/tiganca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198824676291167426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Este corect, nu este corect . . . nu stiu, dar urasc natia asta a tiganilor, specimene care sunt certate cu munca, apa, bunul simt, legea, si alte elemente, de altfel, constitutive ale starii de normalitate pentru cetateanul de astazi (cel putin in mare parte).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCXvq5_exNI/AAAAAAAAAKg/una3qbkgYj0/s1600-h/gras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 111px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCXvq5_exNI/AAAAAAAAAKg/una3qbkgYj0/s320/gras.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198824865269728466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Suntem un popor cu multiple exponente (mai curand si expoponente) ale ideii de valoare, pe plan international si intergalaxic, unii dintre noi au si "pamant" pe luna cumparat . . . deci ai cu cine ma! Pacat ca ne conduc niste gunoaie, adevarate "degete in gat", ca imi vine sa vomit cand ii vad pe la televizor, nesimtiti care nu sunt in stare sa dea o lege, sa ii inchida pe hotii de cale ferata 20 de ani, ca e tentativa de omor sau omor calificat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCXv4p_exOI/AAAAAAAAAKo/mRqXNEHFZss/s1600-h/vomitat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCXv4p_exOI/AAAAAAAAAKo/mRqXNEHFZss/s320/vomitat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198825101492929762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Nu ii enumar, ca tocmai am mancat o gogoasa si nu vreau sa umplu sufrageria cu ea din cauza broscoilor, berbecilor, bivolilor prosti si  gunoaielor nenorocite de  exponenti ai administratiei nationale . . . dar, sa aiba bube pe cur, cate gropi sunt pe sosele si cate aspecte au ignorat, iar lumea sufera din cauza aceasta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;                                           Sa aveti grija de voi, ca nu avem nevoie de dusmani cu asa conducere !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-4991888057922749617?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/4991888057922749617/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/las-o-n-sange.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/4991888057922749617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/4991888057922749617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/las-o-n-sange.html' title='Las&apos;-o &apos;n sange ! ! !'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCXvO5_exLI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/cWDJ4gWSoHk/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-4183982675575498207</id><published>2008-05-08T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:33:12.946-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nu_totdeauna_trebuie_sa_intoarcem_pagina_uneori_trebuie_sa_o_rupem'/><title type='text'>Nu totdeauna trebuie sa intoarcem pagina, uneori trebuie sa o rupem!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCLpHZ7jStI/AAAAAAAAAKI/uyzqMNhtYq0/s1600-h/las.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCLpHZ7jStI/AAAAAAAAAKI/uyzqMNhtYq0/s320/las.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197973233367993042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Este vorba despre curaj . . . a avea curaj inseamna sa ne asumam decizii si fapte, atunci cand acestea sunt pentru marea masa de oameni deziderate imposibil de realizat. Da, se aseamana acest aspect cu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;postura&lt;/span&gt; geniului lui Eminescu, uneori neinteles de societate, singular ca speta de decizie si se afla in contradictie cu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;impostura&lt;/span&gt; cacaciosilor in pantaloni, care baga la inaintare victime sau persoane cu nitel mai mult sange in vine decat ei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCLoip7jSoI/AAAAAAAAAJg/g2iU9e6JhhI/s1600-h/politist+german+desen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 86px; height: 157px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCLoip7jSoI/AAAAAAAAAJg/g2iU9e6JhhI/s320/politist+german+desen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197972602007800450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* Scriu aceste randuri pentru ca ma asteapta 3 inspectii la rand . . . nu conteaza . . . am fundul tabacit, merg numai inainte, "ca inainte era mai bine", si abia astept sa treaca acest prag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nu-ti fie frica sa faci un pas mare. Nu poti trece o prapastie din doua sarituri mici.&lt;/span&gt;                                          " &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Lloyd Gheorghe. &lt;/span&gt;Acesta este spiritul de invingator: sa fii pregatit sa faci pasul suficient de mare si intotdeauna la timp. De altfel, aceasta este o marca si o definitie a inteligentei: capacitatea de a raspunde prompt si corect in situatii limita si neprevazute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCLo6J7jSrI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/_nfgX9yDDD8/s1600-h/curage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 70px; height: 70px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCLo6J7jSrI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/_nfgX9yDDD8/s320/curage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197973005734726322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Steinhardt spunea: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aici opreste trenul la gara, nu gara la tren&lt;/span&gt;". Asa i-a spus tatal sau . . . sa nu fie jidan fricos. Avem de imprumutat din aceste firi puternice, aceste modele de comportament. Cand se apropie cercul concentrationar si ne ingradeste libertatea, o data sa ne zburlim diplomat si sa dam cu ticalosii de pamant . . . mama lor de hoti :)) Asa cum se scarpina bietul purice cu piciorul, ca sa-l dea pe Danuttz jos de pe el. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCLo_Z7jSsI/AAAAAAAAAKA/EUGRoUn0oHU/s1600-h/fearless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 69px; height: 52px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCLo_Z7jSsI/AAAAAAAAAKA/EUGRoUn0oHU/s320/fearless.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197973095929039554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* De acum sper sa ma ajute Dumnezeu in demersurile viitoare, ca ma asteapta multe praguri anul acesta . . . da . . . pentru ca "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fara Mine nu veti putea face nimic.&lt;/span&gt;"(Ioan 15,5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-4183982675575498207?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/4183982675575498207/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/nu-totdeauna-trebuie-sa-intoarcem.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/4183982675575498207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/4183982675575498207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/nu-totdeauna-trebuie-sa-intoarcem.html' title='Nu totdeauna trebuie sa intoarcem pagina, uneori trebuie sa o rupem!'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCLpHZ7jStI/AAAAAAAAAKI/uyzqMNhtYq0/s72-c/las.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-6970085385563218505</id><published>2008-05-06T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:31:31.437-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tacere_mieilor'/><title type='text'>Tacere mieilor ! ! !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCCGEO4JCaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/VKIuTwnDWQk/s1600-h/simo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 198px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCCGEO4JCaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/VKIuTwnDWQk/s320/simo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197301377256720802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Drama mielului . . . un subiect prea putin abordat in aceasta tara teribil de cruda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Fiti atenti . . . voi pune pe in discutie niste declaratii pe care le-a facut draga de Simona Senzual, inainte de Pasti : "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Nu sunt absurda, inteleg ca animalele trebuie sacrificate, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;insa este o cruzime sa tai niste miei atat de mici. Plus ca se taie mult prea multi miei, e o adevarata baie de sange in toata tara&lt;/span&gt;”, a declarat revoltata blonda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Am asistat in copilarie la taierea unui miel si pot spune ca a fost un spectacol oribil. Tzipa si se zbatea de mi s-a rupt sufletul. Am inteles ca se va strange un grup mai mare de persoane care vor sa sustina aceeasi idee chiar inaintea Sarbatorilor. Mie imi plac traditiile, dar astea sunt niste traditii tragice&lt;/span&gt;", a mai adaugat aceasta indignata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCCIBe4JCbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/KjqVq42wlNc/s1600-h/angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 168px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCCIBe4JCbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/KjqVq42wlNc/s320/angel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197303529035336114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Atat de naiv este mesajul acestei reprezentante a sferelor inalte, a lumilor eterice, angelice, atat de "suptil", dar in acelasi timp, plin de incarcatura si greutate, este mesajul privind sacrificarea mieilor de Paste, ca imi vibreaza coarda sensibilitatii si mi se face gura punga de pofta . . . ba nu , ba nu . . . de indignare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Oameni buni ! ! ! Ce aveti cu mielu? Eu cred ca deja s-au autosesizat plugarii, taranii si ciobanii de pe plaiurile mioritice . . . sa se opreasca masacrul - desigur, se pot gasi o multime de argumente irefutabile in acest sens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCCIvu4JCdI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/xkRfTkhui7o/s1600-h/Betivii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 128px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCCIvu4JCdI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/xkRfTkhui7o/s320/Betivii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197304323604285906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Este extraordinar cum poate schimba conceptia cruda asupra lumii vibratia acestor coardelor sensibile, atinse de susurul cristalin si ingrijorat al gandurilor acestor reprezentante al sexului frumos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S., P.S., P.S. : Te pupam dulce, o, poezie a ideii de feminitate, eu, Robert, Cumatru Cosmin, Cumnatu prin aliantza Danuttz, Vally si Finu Oinu! Astept de mor clipul cu Cavalli sa il pun pe blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-6970085385563218505?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/6970085385563218505/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/tacere-mieilor.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/6970085385563218505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/6970085385563218505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/tacere-mieilor.html' title='Tacere mieilor ! ! !'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SCCGEO4JCaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/VKIuTwnDWQk/s72-c/simo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-431218111832741813</id><published>2008-05-05T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:30:48.269-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sexul_bate_textul'/><title type='text'>Sexul bate textul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SB9ceu4JCWI/AAAAAAAAAIY/O549ES7Fvrs/s1600-h/m_1374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 130px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SB9ceu4JCWI/AAAAAAAAAIY/O549ES7Fvrs/s320/m_1374.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196974178058176866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Eleganta neostentativa este un domeniu demn de pus in discutie, "sub ciocan", cum se spune . . . dar sa nu fiu inteles gresit - nu vorbesc de eleganta cu ciocanul . . . vorbesc de eleganta ca si idee, pentru ca observ ca lipseste cu desavarsire din notiunile elementare ale multor adolescenti din ziua de azi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Cand se vorbeste de eleganta se are in vedere, de cele mai multe ori, ideea de armonie in materie de culori, motive, etc,  (aplicate cu mult talent pe vapoarele marilor europene).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SB9ddu4JCYI/AAAAAAAAAIo/-by3bumGZnw/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SB9ddu4JCYI/AAAAAAAAAIo/-by3bumGZnw/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196975260389935490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* De asemenea se poate vorbi de o  eleganta a comportamentului, o finete a gesturilor, o delicatete a limbajului . . . dar parca nu regasesc aceste elemente in imaginea da la scoala la care predau . . . de ce, oare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Fiecare persoana are nevoie in viata de niste repere da care sa se agate, atunci cand nu mai gaseste sens existential in altceva . . . de asemeni, cu totii cautam modele din care ne inspiram unele gesturi sau complexe comportamentale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SB9dzu4JCZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/lQs6yNpSGWM/s1600-h/biserica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 64px; height: 165px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SB9dzu4JCZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/lQs6yNpSGWM/s320/biserica.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196975638347057554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Eu sfatuiesc dragii mei elevi sa caute modelele si reperele, atunci cand epuizeaza imediata apropiere si anturajul de prieteni, in carti ale marilor clasici, in frecventarea Bisericii duminica, in rugaciune, in ajutorul acordat persoanelor care au nevoie de acesta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Atentie mare: religia crestina este o religie a cavalerismului. De altfel, Nicolae Steinhardt, in "Jurnalul fericirii" compara pe Mantuitorul cu un autentic cavaler:&lt;br /&gt;           - nu este voie sa ne fie frica de nimic "Indrazniti, Eu am biruit lumea!" . . .&lt;br /&gt;           - este discret, nu da buzna: "Iata, Eu stau la usa si bat . . ."&lt;br /&gt;           - traieste doar pentru a sluji, iar nu pentru a fi slujit, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Animalele . . . stiti si voi, actioneaza intru imediat si pentru securitate (nu vorbesc de animalele de la securitate, ci de alte animale), instinctiv.&lt;br /&gt;Incercati sa va feriti de cele trei piedici atunci cand luati decizii de viata - ne spunea un distins profesor de la facultate - :&lt;br /&gt;                                        * accidental&lt;br /&gt;                                        * involuntar&lt;br /&gt;                                        * irational&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Incercati sa fiti modele pentru ceilalti. Dostoievski spunea: "Fiecare om este responsabil pentru fiecare dintre semenii nostri. " (Care nu a citit Dostoievski, sa ma creada pe cuvant ;))))) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-431218111832741813?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/431218111832741813/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/sexul-bate-textul.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/431218111832741813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/431218111832741813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/sexul-bate-textul.html' title='Sexul bate textul'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SB9ceu4JCWI/AAAAAAAAAIY/O549ES7Fvrs/s72-c/m_1374.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-4316701500219414442</id><published>2008-05-04T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:30:12.597-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Incalzirea blogala ;))'/><title type='text'>Incalzirea blogala ;))</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SB3YBu4JCLI/AAAAAAAAAGs/mQgSohyWVn8/s1600-h/inc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SB3YBu4JCLI/AAAAAAAAAGs/mQgSohyWVn8/s320/inc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196547069330393266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Incalzirea blogala este acel stadiul la care ajung persoanele active din blogosfera, atunci cand trateaza "blogareala"  prea in serios si pierd nopti in fata P.C. - ului . . . eu, de abia mi-am facut incalzirea pe acest blog si am decoperit cat de minunat este sa iti poti exprima gandurile si sa primesti feed - back la opiniile tale &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cu privire la diverse teme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SB3YHu4JCMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Pumg92B7b6s/s1600-h/inca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SB3YHu4JCMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Pumg92B7b6s/s320/inca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196547172409608386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Atat incalzirea blogala, cat si cea globala, au efecte cumtremuratoare asupra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; echilibrului nostru personal . . . cred ca ar trebui sa luam atitudine . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Solutia cea mai buna in aceasta situatie ar fi sa ne cumparam cal si caruta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; atat eu, cat si prietenii mei cumatri, fini, si cumnati prin alianta, cu care am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; discutat acest subiect la reteaua de counter si gratarul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; din acest weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Daca vorbim de pericolul planetar care ne paste, doresc sa imi exprim parea referitor la ideea de om - stapan al naturii . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SB3YVu4JCOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6NCLPFOhD_M/s1600-h/atentie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SB3YVu4JCOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6NCLPFOhD_M/s320/atentie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196547412927776994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Acesti giboni, care taie padurile din zonele montane in nestire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ca sa isi cumpere Q-7, nu si-au pus problema semnificatiei blazonului de stapan al naturii pe care si-l aroga fiinta umana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* A stapani nu inseamna a sta cu toporul ridicat deasupra capului, gata - gata, din 2-3 miscari in care nu mai vezi verdeata naturii, ci doar a dolarilor rezultati din vanzarea lemnului, ci inseamna PURTARE DE GRIJA . . . da, asa este.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SB3YlO4JCPI/AAAAAAAAAHM/-39tQyIQEl0/s1600-h/bush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SB3YlO4JCPI/AAAAAAAAAHM/-39tQyIQEl0/s320/bush.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196547679215749362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Gospodarul cu simtul proprietatii nu ia drujba sa-si cresteze din gard pentru a demonstra ca este stapan, ci mai ia bidineaua si mai da cu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;var, bate un cui in gard sa mai repare &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;gaura&lt;/span&gt; si , nu in ultimul rand, se mai si bucura in gospodaria sau proprietatea sa . . . apropo de gaura: stiti asemanarea dintre vecin si ciorap? Daca nu-i carpesti la timp, se largeste &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;gaura&lt;/span&gt; . . ;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Un stapan, proprietar autentic, nu stapaneste in sens distructiv, ci constructiv. . . Acesti lemnari fara ratiune si autoritatile total incompetente nu realizeaza pericolul in care pun atat concetatenii lor, ca si propriii copii, pentru ca, dupa cu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;m am vazut, natura nu iarta cand e vorba de urgiile care se abat asupra oamenilor. Da, bine, macar ca astazi nu a plouat . . . ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SB3Zku4JCQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/5LcMqJVFnmE/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 78px; height: 71px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SB3Zku4JCQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/5LcMqJVFnmE/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196548770137442562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Va invit sa oferiti solutii pentru a stopa incalzirea globala si supraincalzirea blogala, pe care le voi discuta si cu elevii mei la scoala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-4316701500219414442?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/4316701500219414442/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/incalzirea-blogala.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/4316701500219414442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/4316701500219414442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/incalzirea-blogala.html' title='Incalzirea blogala ;))'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SB3YBu4JCLI/AAAAAAAAAGs/mQgSohyWVn8/s72-c/inc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-5352558933410641910</id><published>2008-05-01T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:53:42.829-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy_birthday_to_you_Florina'/><title type='text'>Happy birthday to you, Florina!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBoKo-4JCKI/AAAAAAAAAGk/orDIM5KGNUk/s1600-h/mainuta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBoKo-4JCKI/AAAAAAAAAGk/orDIM5KGNUk/s320/mainuta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195476819314804898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;        * Hmmm . . . eveniment sublim, flori rare pe care le savuram o data pe an . . . dar cum sa privim, oare, inaintarea prin timp? Inca un trandafir la buchetul vietii, un plus la intelepciunea dobandita in decursul anilor, descoperirea dragostei tot mai mult pana la gasirea unui scop existential - sau - un pas mai aproape de batranete, inca o zi de nastere nesuferita care abia astept sa treaca, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBoJ8u4JCHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/yfSULQwUTTg/s1600-h/god.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 84px; height: 115px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBoJ8u4JCHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/yfSULQwUTTg/s320/god.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195476059105593458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Raspunsul este foarte simplu: el face diferenta dintre optimism si pesimism! "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daca ochiul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; tau este  curat, atunci tot trupul tau este curat&lt;/span&gt;" . . . din conceptia ta fata de lume, din felul in care privesti viata, rezulta  bucuria sau  resemnarea cu care intampini  evenimentele vietii. (pe care Dumnezeu ne-a daruit-o  sa descoperim iubirea -  cred eu - in toate valentele pe care le poate avea).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBoKaO4JCJI/AAAAAAAAAGc/QIscsN-3kDU/s1600-h/cactus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBoKaO4JCJI/AAAAAAAAAGc/QIscsN-3kDU/s320/cactus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195476565911734418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; * Persoanele cu care ne umplem viata si clipele sclipitoare petrecute impreuna - pe care, adeseori, nu stim sa le pretuim  decat dupa ce au trecut, in amintiri - sunt comorile si talantii nostri . . . daca inmultim darul acesta, al prieteniei, al dragostei umane, constient sau inconstient atingem quitesenta scopului prezentei noastre pe acest pamant si ne apropiem mai mult de Dumnezeu (pe care, de altfel, nu-L privim ca si concept, ca si idee, ci ca persoana, dragoste absoluta).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBoKLu4JCII/AAAAAAAAAGU/LJR7DMsLRzI/s1600-h/soarec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBoKLu4JCII/AAAAAAAAAGU/LJR7DMsLRzI/s320/soarec.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195476316803631234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;           * Cu ocazia zilei de nastere, doresc finei mele, Florina, viata lunga alaturi de finu, fericire alaturi de prieteni si un cucos negru de Craciun ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                           Va pupa nasu si nasica pe amandoi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-5352558933410641910?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/5352558933410641910/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-to-you-florina.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/5352558933410641910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/5352558933410641910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-to-you-florina.html' title='Happy birthday to you, Florina!'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBoKo-4JCKI/AAAAAAAAAGk/orDIM5KGNUk/s72-c/mainuta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-9219133964079910982</id><published>2008-04-30T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:44:13.204-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CaPsula_Timpului_1_Mai'/><title type='text'>CaPsula Timpului 1 Mai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBjsPu4JCCI/AAAAAAAAAFg/MGXFgfVCqOs/s1600-h/Miki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBjsPu4JCCI/AAAAAAAAAFg/MGXFgfVCqOs/s320/Miki.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195161925197563938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Fiecare dintre noi traieste cu nostalgia vremurilor din studentie . . . In legatura cu data de 1 mai am amintiri deosebite - da, placuta este plecarea spre mare, asteptarea cu sufletul la gura a mirosului de apa sarata si a senzatiei revigorante pe care ti-o ofera briza marii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Merita specificat faptul ca nici cu masina cu care am calatorit, a lui Gugu Emilian din Calarasi, o bestie 4X4 de 160 C.P. , care iti rupea gatul cand accelera pana la 100km/h, in vreo 6 sec si manca 47 litri/100km,  nu ne-a fost rusine!  Depasiri, adrenalina, senzatii tari . . . ! Toate bune si frumoase ;)) - la intoarcere, bietele noastre sufletele, ostoite de lunga calatorie si dornice de ospat, au fost udate din belsug cu vin si hranite cu pastrama de miel la gratar, la locul unde am poposit si am fost primiti cu gragoste parinteasca, in localitatea  Mihai Viteazu de langa Calarasi, la Emil  acasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* 1 mai muncitoresc . . . &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ce muncitoresc frate?&lt;/span&gt; - distractie, excese, rupere de rupere pe litoralul romanesc, de altfel, total neospitalier in aceasta perioada . . . apa rece de nu ti se mai vede ****, satul de vacanta fara populatie bastinoasa si soarele care, parca, tremura si el de frig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBjr3u4JCAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/6v7GoE2Fr3o/s1600-h/dans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBjr3u4JCAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/6v7GoE2Fr3o/s320/dans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195161512880703490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Nasu, Oase, Emil, Adi si cu mine, impreuna cu jumatatile noastre, - ce-i&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBjsg-4JCDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/hIpgH8q4RSU/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 107px; height: 120px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBjsg-4JCDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/hIpgH8q4RSU/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195162221550307378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; drept e drept - ne-am simtit bine . . . dar ce zic eu, bine? Am rupt norma la distractie . . . dupa pastrama de miel sprintenas tinuta cu deasila in baitz vreo 3 zile de FINU, cioban vestit de prin partile locului, halca mare cat roata la caruta (spunea FINU ca era mielu mare cam cat un magar), vinul care galgaia pe gatlejele noastre arse de pofta si dor de distractie, a urmat partea cu dansuri pana la o bucata de noapte (Brasoveanca, populara de tot felul si manele in exces), de am deranjat tot satul cu buna dispozitie si cu veselia radianta care ne-a cuprins . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBjtae4JCEI/AAAAAAAAAFw/FgG82dL2PPo/s1600-h/bee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBjtae4JCEI/AAAAAAAAAFw/FgG82dL2PPo/s320/bee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195163209392785474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Dragii mei, tineti minte: "Omul sfinteste locul!". Cata veselie a mai fost de 1 mai 2006 . . . nu pot sa va descriu; asta se poate numai simti - da, da, ca mirosul unei flori; acesta, nici nu se poate povesti , nici diferentia pri vorba de alte mirosuri, poate doar simtit pana in rarunchii sufletului, pana in sferele sensibile ale fiintei noastre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBjteu4JCFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/qTkDIZwbRrM/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBjteu4JCFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/qTkDIZwbRrM/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195163282407229522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Va doresc fericire si mult  bine . . . omul este fericit si se simte implinit atunci cand nu are asteptari prea mari de la viata - in felul acesta dezamagirile nu-l ating! Va doresc somn usor, ssssst, noapte buna, ssssst, si Simona Senzual sa va mangaie in somn! Iar pe Robert sa-l sarute pe buze ;)) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-9219133964079910982?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/9219133964079910982/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/04/capsula-timpului-1-mai-sarbatoare.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/9219133964079910982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/9219133964079910982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/04/capsula-timpului-1-mai-sarbatoare.html' title='CaPsula Timpului 1 Mai'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBjsPu4JCCI/AAAAAAAAAFg/MGXFgfVCqOs/s72-c/Miki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-3918646697238726908</id><published>2008-04-30T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:44:39.599-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cum_sa_bei_fara_sa_te_imbetzi'/><title type='text'>Cum sa bei fara sa te imbetzi?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBhIAu4JB_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/WkTTYR41n4U/s1600-h/BEAT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBhIAu4JB_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/WkTTYR41n4U/s320/BEAT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194981347592570866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;* Bineinteles poti intotdeauna sa te imbeti cu apa rece . . . cu siguranta nu vei intra in categoria betivilor. Circula parerea ca daca vei face combinatia de ulei cu alcool  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;SAU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; alcool cu ulei, nu te vor ameti aburii alcoolului din stomac.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * De ce am subliniat conjunctia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;SAU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;? Conjunctie cred ca se cheama - daca nu, inseamna ca profa mea de romana din generala a fost ametita de aburii alcoolului la ora de gramatica . . . Whatever . . .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Pai cum de ce?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;       * Dragilor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="bbtext"&gt;    Caragiale a scris intr-o nuvela de-a lui, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="bbtext"&gt;Kir Ianulea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="bbtext"&gt;, cazul unor oameni care au mancat ridichi cu fasole si au facut incurcatura de matze. Ca sa fie salvati, trebuia sa se stie ce au mancat mai intai: fasolea sau ridichiile? Pentru ca fasolea isi repede taria in jos, iar ridichiile in sus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBhHg-4JB8I/AAAAAAAAAEU/PX92zHqaSN8/s1600-h/BEAT+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBhHg-4JB8I/AAAAAAAAAEU/PX92zHqaSN8/s320/BEAT+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194980802131724226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bbtext"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Extrapoland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;, sustin cu tarie:                                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="bbtext"&gt;                                                      - daca se bea uleiul inainte, vaporii alcoolului nu gasesc nicio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="bbtext"&gt; piedica, prin urmare se urca la cap;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="bbtext"&gt;                                                               - daca il bei dupa alcool, vaporii lui se duc in picioare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="bbtext"&gt;* &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intrebarea&lt;/span&gt; ar fi: cum e mai bine, sa ti se suie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="bbtext"&gt; alcoolul la cap sau sa se lase in picioare?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="bbtext"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  * &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Raspunsul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;: nu poate fi teoretizat de mine acum, (pacat sa privez tinerele vlastare de o astfel de experienta) poate fi doar practicat, experimentat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Tin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bbtext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;ere, tine minte 3 cuvinte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;: REPETITIO, MATER STUDIORUM EST si EXPERIENTIA DOCET; adicatelea : REPETITIA ESTE MAMA INVATATURII si EXPERIENTA INVATA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bbtext"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Mare atentie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;: daca alcoolul se coboara in picioare, porunciti picioarelor sa inainteze pe rand, nu amandoua odata, pentru ca, in caz contrar, veti pica pe fund . . . ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bbtext"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;*Mi-a venit in memorie un exercitiu derivat din "Sportul mintii" (Sah, pentru cei care joaca table ;))))  . . .  se pot aseza cu maaaare atentie pahare cu alcool pe tabla de sah, fiecare evidentiat printr-o eticheta  . . . ca sa stim ce piesa e. Cand ti se mananca o piesa, trebuie sa o bei. Castiga cel ce termina jocul de Sah sau cel care da Sah Mat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. : nu o luati pe ulei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBhH0-4JB-I/AAAAAAAAAEk/NM0ycFRsTf0/s1600-h/gARFIELD+BEAT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBhH0-4JB-I/AAAAAAAAAEk/NM0ycFRsTf0/s320/gARFIELD+BEAT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194981145729107938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; O sotie insarcinata se &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;trezeste&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; in miez de noapte :  -Barbate vreau melci!  Barbatul pleaca in parc, gaseste cativa melci pe care- i pune in buzunar si in drum spre casa se intalneste cu o fosta iubita care il invita la ea acasa pt a face amor. Barbatul accepta si se &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;trezeste&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; dimineata ca a uitat de sotie. Ajunge acasa si scoate toti mel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;cii din buzunar asezandui in fata usii. -Unde ai fost nenorocitule?  -Hai, baieti, hai ca mai aveti un pic....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bbtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="bbtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-3918646697238726908?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/3918646697238726908/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/04/cum-sa-bei-fara-sa-te-imbetzi.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/3918646697238726908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/3918646697238726908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/04/cum-sa-bei-fara-sa-te-imbetzi.html' title='Cum sa bei fara sa te imbetzi?'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBhIAu4JB_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/WkTTYR41n4U/s72-c/BEAT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-1742273311110739499</id><published>2008-04-29T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:44:57.149-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vise_placute'/><title type='text'>Vise placute!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBeEqe4JB4I/AAAAAAAAADs/9g-Gy8qxRAc/s1600-h/garfield.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBeEqe4JB4I/AAAAAAAAADs/9g-Gy8qxRAc/s320/garfield.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194766560573065090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   * Am visat intr-o noapte ca ma aflam in orasul Tokio. Toata noaptea m-am plimbat prin targ si, cand m-am trezit dimineata, m-am simtit foarte relaxat, de parca fusesem in concediu. A doua zi am simtit dorinta de nestapanit de a merge in acest minunat oras. (doar lipsa catorva mii de euro mi-a tinut in frau spiritul meu salbatic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   * Dar ce mai spuneti cand va zic de un alt vis in care ma aflam in Dubai . . .  vreme frumoasa, fete mari, mari, mari de tot sunt iluziile pe care mi le fac in legatura cu prezenta mea acolo in aceasta viata - vedeti ce inseamna o imaginatie puternica? (Sau personalitate multipla . . . nu stiu sigur) Iti permiti concedii in orice parte a  mapamondului!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBeD5O4JB2I/AAAAAAAAADc/jv4rWx07IfM/s1600-h/Gomez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBeD5O4JB2I/AAAAAAAAADc/jv4rWx07IfM/s320/Gomez.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194765714464507746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   * Atentie! Eu nu ma joc cu vorbele . . . in Dubai nu merg, ca statul excesiv la soare imi poate crea senzatia de zbor cu avionul . . . si mie mi-e frica ;)) Dar in Tokio tot merg . . . m-am apucat de strans . . . din dinti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; * Desigur ca v-am frapat cu calatoriile mele in jurul lumii; am intrebat colegii mei de la Scoala Moara daca s-ar putea merge cu masina in Dubai si au zis ca se poate, drumul e bun . . . doar pana la Moara Carp este mai rau, insa dupa, merge ca in palma ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   * Eu zic ca mai bine ne vedem in lumea viselor . . . acolo pana si cosmarurile sunt parfum pe langa realitatea in  care  traim zi de zi .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;      * In sala de operatie (chirurgul catre asistent):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBeFNO4JB5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/co7NjiWpRAU/s1600-h/aaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 138px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBeFNO4JB5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/co7NjiWpRAU/s320/aaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194767157573519250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;         - Anestezie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;         - De-a noastra sau de import?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;         - De import.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;         - De import s-a terminat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;         - Atunci de-a noastra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;         - Nani, nani...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-1742273311110739499?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/1742273311110739499/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/04/vise-placute.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/1742273311110739499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/1742273311110739499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/04/vise-placute.html' title='Vise placute!'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBeEqe4JB4I/AAAAAAAAADs/9g-Gy8qxRAc/s72-c/garfield.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-1736626283777539988</id><published>2008-04-29T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:45:41.951-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In_sfarsit_o_baitza_buna_si_recomfortanta'/><title type='text'>In sfarsit, o baitza buna si recomfortanta . . . ;))</title><content type='html'>* Da . . . cat de multa bunavoie raspandeste doar gandul la o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baie fierbinte&lt;/span&gt; cu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spumant&lt;/span&gt; din belsug si &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;saruri minerale&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Hmmm - si daca ar mai fi si o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fata creola&lt;/span&gt;, care sa mai aiba un pai lung (un pai sau par lung - este OK in ambele situatii) cu care sa sufle in cada sa faca bule de aer, ca sa zic ca sunt in Jacuzzi,  ar fi si mai bine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ups - de fapt, ideea pe care vreau sa o punctez, odata cu abordarea acestui subiect, este aceea ca exista &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;gesturi, metode, trucuri &lt;/span&gt;cu care iti pot imbunatati atat starea fizica de sanatate, cat si pe cea psihologica deopotriva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBbhOO4JByI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Wt7Q4G55kNc/s1600-h/imagesw.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                   &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBbhOO4JByI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Wt7Q4G55kNc/s1600-h/imagesw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 121px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBbhOO4JByI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Wt7Q4G55kNc/s320/imagesw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194586854846433058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBbhJ-4JBxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/o08n4QNgxPo/s1600-h/imagesa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 87px; height: 133px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBbhJ-4JBxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/o08n4QNgxPo/s320/imagesa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194586781831989010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;        * ia sa vedem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;- trebuie folosit sapunul, nu doar clatirea cu apa         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;                                  - cand va spalati pe cap, nu uitati de urechiuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;                                  - pe spate folositi ajutorul fetei creolei (sau al sotiei ca ultima solutie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;                                  - daca buricele degetelor s-au zbarcit, iesiti afara ;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;        * serios acum:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;- sarurile si spumantele se pun la inceput, iar uleiurile se adauga spre sfarsit, deoarece caldura accelereaza evaporarea esentelor si aromele dureaza mai putin;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;- orice baie buna incepe cu exfolierea pielii; procedeul elimina celulele moarte si stimuleaza procesele de regenerare si hranire, prin cresterea aportului de oxigen la suprafata pielii; exfolierea poate incepe inainte de baie, prin masajul uscat al pielii, cu o perie moale, din par natural (de porc), prin miscari energice;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;- aburii calzi deschid porii si inmoaie pielea, inlesnind absorbtia de substante nutritive. La baie, masca hidratanta sau tratamentul pentru par au rezultate mai bune;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;- maseaza pielea capului cu buricele degetelor (ale dumneavoastra sau ale creolei) pentru senzatia de bine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;- nu uita de talpile picioarelor - sunt o zona de acumulare a pielii moarte, dar si de terminatii nervoase; stimularea lor are o actiune benefica asupra metabolismului si functionarii tuturor organelor - este foarte folositor acest obicei deoarece imprumuta tehnici din reflexoterapie;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;- dupa ce ti-ai uscat bine pielea si parul, cu ajutorul unui prosop (incalzit), aplica un strat generos de crema hidratanta pe tot corpul, masand usor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(in special pentru Cumatru Cosmin, sper ca a inteles procedura - am observat ca nu pielea nu prea este hidratata)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;    * AVERTISMENT: statul excesiv in cada cu apa poate crea senzatia de ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;rinar si va poate pune in postul de presedinte al Romaniei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;  * DEX: creola = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" class="def" onclick="return searchClickedWord(event);"&gt;Persoană născută în America Latină sau în colonii, urmaşă a coloniştilor spanioli, portughezi sau francezi, de preferinta bruneta, alinatoare de inimi,  cu voce de sirena, ideala ca si companie  la Jacuzzi si bai fierbinti. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBbhOO4JByI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Wt7Q4G55kNc/s1600-h/imagesw.jpg"&gt;                                 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBbhOO4JByI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Wt7Q4G55kNc/s1600-h/imagesw.jpg"&gt;                                                       &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-1736626283777539988?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/1736626283777539988/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-sfarsit-fac-si-eu-baie.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-3780210510416197316</id><published>2008-04-28T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:47:18.008-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hristos_a_Inviat'/><title type='text'>Hristos a Inviat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBWube4JBiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DE4SJ6xInJo/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194249532409972258" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBWube4JBiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DE4SJ6xInJo/s320/images.jpg" border="0" height="113" width="127" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBWuje4JBjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/6LcIuL0JFjg/s1600-h/imagesb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194249669848925746" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBWuje4JBjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/6LcIuL0JFjg/s320/imagesb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;* Ne aflam in perioada in care bucuria Invierii trebuie sa ne lumineze atat pe noi cat si relatiile noastre cu apropiatii nostri . . . da, prieteni . . . trebuie sa fim mai buni, mai omenosi !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;* Desigur ca stiti ca fiecare persoana isi doreste armonie in viata . . . acest lucru il puteti realiza, dupa cum bine spunea Lazarov intr-una din cartile sale, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"eliberandu-va de regretele pentru trecut, traind cu iubire prezentul si neavand frica pentru viitor."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; Semnificatia oualor rosii stiti care este? . . . cel putin dupa cate stiu eu si cum le povestesc si eu copiilor . . . haideti ca va zic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;* Culoarea rosie simbolizeaza suferinta, durerea, patimile din Saptamana Mare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;* Cand ciocnim ouale si spargem coaja vedem ca suferinta este inlocuita de bucuria luminii si a Invierii sugerata de culoarea alba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;* Galbenul dinauntrul oului simbolizeaza Soarele Dreptatii, Hristos cel Inviat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Iar ca sa ne mai inveselim putin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;sa va zic un banc spart cu oua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. . . ba nu . . . cu oua sparte:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;* Bula se duce la prietenul sau din Canada. Ca sa nu se duca cu mana goala ii cumpara prietenului sau un puisor de gaina. In avion stewardeza ii spune ca nu are voie cu animale in avion. Acesta coboara, ascunde puisorul in pantaloni si se intoarce in avion. Langa el se aseaza o maicuta. La un moment dat el adoarme. Puisorul scoate capul prin prohabul de la pantaloni. Maicuta uimita il trezeste, si ii spune:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;-Domnule, eu nu ma prea pricep la asemenea lucruri , dar cred ca v-i s-a spart un ou!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBW0h-4JBkI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Bf9ZzLS52FA/s1600-h/pui.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBW04-4JBlI/AAAAAAAAAA8/UdSxt76uWH0/s1600-h/pui.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBW04-4JBlI/AAAAAAAAAA8/UdSxt76uWH0/s1600-h/pui.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194256636285879890" style="width: 104px; height: 80px;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBW04-4JBlI/AAAAAAAAAA8/UdSxt76uWH0/s320/pui.jpg" border="0" height="61" width="74" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBW2BO4JBmI/AAAAAAAAABE/6cJXzeG0vXk/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194257877531428450" style="width: 107px; height: 82px;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBW2BO4JBmI/AAAAAAAAABE/6cJXzeG0vXk/s320/a.jpg" border="0" height="120" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBW20e4JBnI/AAAAAAAAABM/xzb6n7ASEk4/s1600-h/3+dorinte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194258757999724146" style="width: 200px; height: 125px;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBW20e4JBnI/AAAAAAAAABM/xzb6n7ASEk4/s320/3+dorinte.jpg" border="0" height="90" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBW29O4JBoI/AAAAAAAAABU/ll5T6sxCqMU/s1600-h/manz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194258908323579522" style="width: 194px; height: 125px;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBW29O4JBoI/AAAAAAAAABU/ll5T6sxCqMU/s320/manz.jpg" border="0" height="90" width="194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-3780210510416197316?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/3780210510416197316/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/04/hristos-inviat.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/3780210510416197316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/3780210510416197316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/04/hristos-inviat.html' title='Hristos a Inviat!'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBWube4JBiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DE4SJ6xInJo/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-5193965089760219749</id><published>2008-04-27T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:48:00.122-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratar_cu_prietenii_si_retea_de_counter_strike_meserie_frate'/><title type='text'>Gratar cu prietenii si retea de counter strike . . . meserie frate!</title><content type='html'>Dragii mei, viata ne surade , parca , uneori, cu evenimente si prieteni care ne raman in propria constiinta ca izvoare - din care ne putem incarca de energie pozitiva si putere de a merge inainte . . . pentru ca, stiti si voi, "inainte" era mai bine ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b79fa1063e6b2cde" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db79fa1063e6b2cde%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331179572%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D83EA887BF1183E4B9928839C3299BFC9C33768EC.2B550AFAE1828B59507CD7653335078EB966984B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db79fa1063e6b2cde%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrcFiw09H0iJ67nGTOrPZ5zdRd4k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db79fa1063e6b2cde%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331179572%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D83EA887BF1183E4B9928839C3299BFC9C33768EC.2B550AFAE1828B59507CD7653335078EB966984B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db79fa1063e6b2cde%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrcFiw09H0iJ67nGTOrPZ5zdRd4k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYbtO4JBtI/AAAAAAAAACA/Yg15pzEcBSY/s1600-h/P1010807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194369684120078034" style="width: 317px; 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Daca da , puneti pret pe prietenii pe care ii aveti si urmati sfatul proverbului rusesc "carpe diem!" - traieste clipa!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Da, da . . . stiu ca e latin si nu rusesc! ;))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335788033080441893-5193965089760219749?l=soacra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/feeds/5193965089760219749/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/04/gratar-cu-prietenii-si-retea-de-counter.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/5193965089760219749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335788033080441893/posts/default/5193965089760219749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soacra.blogspot.com/2008/04/gratar-cu-prietenii-si-retea-de-counter.html' title='Gratar cu prietenii si retea de counter strike . . . meserie frate!'/><author><name>iulik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02541369575496080370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYXBO4JBrI/AAAAAAAAABw/vr4ctvuwrmM/S220/avatar14_22.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5IB1y3JQpo/SBYbtO4JBtI/AAAAAAAAACA/Yg15pzEcBSY/s72-c/P1010807.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335788033080441893.post-5440116493123855844</id><published>2008-04-27T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:48:33.086-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pescuit_cu_prietenii_mei_la_Serbauti'/><title type='text'>Pescuit cu prietenii mei la Serbauti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;*Parca imi amintesc . . . era o dimineata linistita de aprilie . . . - da, prieteni - era linistea dinaintea furtunii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;*Cinci tineri au pornit in aventura vietii lor pe iazul de la Serbauti: Danuttz, Valy, Robertu, Cumatru Cosmin si eu, Iulian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;*Iazul parca ne suradea cand am ajuns la destinatie . O liniste adanca in care puteam auzi, parca, gandurile prietenilor mei, stapanea acea zona . . . In curand zgomotele "sculelor de pescuit ", depanand firul intins, au dat viata atmosferei somnoroase de la iaz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;*Ati trait vreodata experienta unei lupte veritabile cu monstri &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;acvatici&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;? . . .Intre noi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; vorba: au fost unii pesti cat o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;unghiera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; de mari, iar altii in stare sa traga pescarul in apa cu totul - dar ce mai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;contează&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; detaliile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;în&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; fata &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;evidentei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; unui &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lupte acerbe pe viata si pe moarte cu acesti stapani ai iazului de la Serbauti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;*Va invit cu drag sa urmariti clipul facut cu pozele de la acest eveniment formidabil :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ce2e1da80d8647f8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dce2e1da80d8647f8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331179572%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5E091555AEC98EB003426182C44CA49194342F93.779B322B46DBADB834D2C9F17066A2DEF1A6F36A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dce2e1da80d8647f8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjtdZhSv6hKufHAoDIbMONWELo2U&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dce2e1da80d8647f8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331179572%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5E091555AEC98EB003426182C44CA49194342F93.779B322B46DBADB834D2C9F17066A2DEF1A6F36A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dce2e1da80d8647f8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjtdZhSv6hKufHAoDIbMONWELo2U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt; 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