"Tidak ada yang tampak aneh dengan sepucuk bazooka tersandang di punggung..."

Jika Anda jeli, maka sebenarnya hal itu dapat terdengar agak aneh. Karena itu menandakan prajurit Jerman yang bersangkutan sedang berada dalam certain circumstances sehingga menyebabkan sang pembela negara harus menggunakan sepucuk bazooka. :P

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Kalau Anda sering bermain permainan video penembak orang pertama yang mengambil setting dalam peperangan skala besar (bukan dalam suatu tempat antah berantah seperti Counter Strike :P ), misalnya Battlefield 1942, atau yang paling lawas dalam kancah dunia konsol: seri Call of Duty dan Medal of Honor, pasti ada suatu kondisi di mana baku tembak tak terelakkan (namanya juga game perang). Dari sekian baku tembak yang terjadi, akan ada satu kondisi di mana senjata mesin atau granat tangan biasa tidak lagi mempan:

Kemunculan sebuah tank. :mrgreen:

Akan sia-sia jika kendaraan lapis baja itu ditembaki dengan senapan apa pun yang Anda punya; peluru dengan diameter beberapa milimeter itu tak akan bisa menembus kulit sang panzer. Granat tangan biasa juga tidak selalu efektif jika kendaraan macam itu mau dihancurkan dengan sekali hajar. Butuh sesuatu yang lebih.

Dan saat inilah biasanya Anda akan disuguhkan -- atau terpaksa membuat diri Anda disuguhkan -- dengan sebuah tabung silinder, lebih panjang dari senjata lainnya, dilengkapi dengan sebuah amunisi yang besar dan bulat menancap di salah satu ujungnya. Senjata itulah yang jadi pemusnah sang badak besi; senjata yang sering disebut-sebut sebagai bazooka. :mrgreen:

Bagi para pemain multiplayer biasanya situasi ini akan lebih heboh, diramaikan dengan keributan yang mensignali kedatangan sesosok tank. Tapi tujuan utamanya tetap sama: mengondisikan agar seseorang bersenjatakan bazooka bisa berada di tempat kejadian perkara. Untuk memusnahkan keberadaan si panzer, jelas.

Disinilah letak problemanya. :?

Kembali ke paragraf awal tadi, anehkah bila seorang prajurit Jerman menembakkan senjata bazooka? Sama sekali tidak aneh, asalkan prajurit Jerman yang bersangkutan sedang berada di tiga posisi: 1) bertemu dengan sebuah badak besi (punya lawan, jelas); 2) tidak bisa menggunakan senjata anti-tank miliknya; 3) mendapat senjata anti-tank milik Amerika Serikat: bazooka.

Iya, dengan kata lain, sebenarnya senjata silinder yang sering dibawa-bawa oleh prajurit kelas berat dalam epik Perang Dunia II itu bukan tergolong jenis senjata bazooka. Senjata itu, yang bisa mengeluarkan roket untuk menghancurkan tank, disebut RPG (Rocket-propelled Grenade). Beberapa orang lebih suka untuk menyebutnya rocket launcher, barangkali juga bisa mempermudah membedakan dengan RPG yang satunya lagi. :P

Bazooka yang sering disebut-sebut merupakan nama dari RPG buatan Amerika Serikat ketika Perang Dunia II, layaknya senapan serbu buatan Rusia yang bernama AK-47. Di sisi lain, salah satu RPG buatan Jerman pada masa yang sama dikenal dengan nama Panzerschreck. Jadi kalau mau mengaitkan dengan kasus pada paragraf pertama di atas, seharusnya si prajurit Jerman menggunakan Panzerschreck (atau Panzerfaust, salah satu variannya yang lebih ekonomis). :mrgreen:

Semasa Perang Dunia II, senjata RPG punya peran penting sebagai penghancur kendaraan. Senjata ini bisa dibawa-bawa oleh infantri, maka jelas lebih portabel daripada harus membawa kendaraan kelas berat untuk mengantisipasi kekuatan tank atau sekedar untuk menghambat pengangkut personel lapis baja.

Sayang, pada perkembangannya setelah Perang Dunia II, tank tempur utama dilengkapi dengan lapisan baja yang lebih kuat dan tebal lagi. Sehingga sudah barang tentu kalau kekuatan senjata ini menjadi mandul untuk menembus lapisan sang badak besi; tambah lagi tingkat akurasi senjata ini yang bukan termasuk jempolan. :| Di kemiliteran modern, posisi RPG digantikan oleh ATGM (Anti-tank Guided Missiles), yang bisa membidik dengan lebih akurat.

Biarpun begitu, RPG masih bisa diandalkan dalam kondisi tertentu. Misalnya untuk sekedar menghancurkan gedung pertahanan lawan, atau untuk meledakkan kendaraan lapis baja yang lapisannya lebih tipis. Dalam peperangan urban yang terjadi di perkotaan, bukan tidak mungkin pula kalau RPG digunakan untuk menghancurkan helikopter yang melayang-layang di atas, seperti yang ditunjukkan pada kasus Black Hawk Down. :)

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Kesimpulannya, RPG itu belum tentu bazooka, karena bazooka adalah RPG lawas bikinan Amerika Serikat ketika Perang Dunia II dulu. Mungkin sebaiknya kita meniru ucapan para kopral yang ada di film dan game perang jika bertemu sesosok tank; "We need RPG!" :mrgreen:

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Variasi lain dari entri klasik tentang USB, kalau ada yang ingat. :P

Also at Winner’s, I found a box of 12 Nike Power Distance Super Far balls for $14.99. If you like Slazenger Raw balls, you can pick up a box for $12.99. They also had Titleist Sunday bags and golf travel bags for $49.99. In the clothing section, they had PGA Tour gift packs that included a hat, socks and a t-shirt for $16.99 and Titleist caps for $7.99.

Outside of the golf department, Winner’s is selling iHomeAudio alarm clocks and speaker systems for iPods at internet prices. My favorite is still the Wireless Sound System Model Evolve by Griffin that allows you to move the speakers around once your iPod is connected. 

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Filipino boxer Gerry Peñalosa of the Philippines beat Thai challenger Ratanachai Sor Vorapin to retain his World Boxing Organization (WBO) bantamweight title on Sunday at the Invasion: Philippines vs The World boxing event at the Araneta Coliseum in Quezon City.

Referee Gino Rodriguez prevented the fighters from continuing the bout after seeing that the Thai boxer cannot trade punches anymore with 29 seconds remaining in Round 8.

Filipino boxer AJ “Bazooka” Banal defeats previously undefeated Uruguay’s Caril Herrera for the IBF super flyweight eliminator at the “Invasion: Philippines vs The World” at the Araneta Coliseum in Quezon City.

Banal won by technical knockout after the referee stopped the fight 1:18 in Round 4. This came after Herrera staggered to the ropes following Banal’s hard punches. Banal is still unbeaten with 17 wins and 1 draw, 13 of them coming by way of knockout.

International singing sensation Charice Pempengco sang Lupang Hinirang at the “Invasion: Philippines vs The World” at the Araneta Colisuem on Sunday.

Check out her performance on http://fabportal.ning.com/video

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Contrary to machine gun gophers.

Décor : Un kiosque de bonbon en Afghanistan à côté du Tim Hortons pour les soldats canadiens. Joe et Mortimer entrent par la droite.

Ils entrent sans se saluer, se mettent assis, dos au public regardant le kiosque de bonbons.

Joe (se tournant vers Mortimer) – Il n’y a pas de doute que c’était une idée pathétique de venir s’installer en Afghanistan.

Mortimer – C’est seulement une question de mentalité, les Canadiens n’envoient pas leurs enfants à la guerre.

Joe (crachant sa gomme dans le sable) – Je suis trop influençable, j’ai eu cette idée de kiosque après avoir vu le film les Diamants du sang avec Leonardo Dicaprio.

Un tank traverse la scène, rendant la conversation de Joe et Mortimer inaudible pendant quelques instants.

Joe (arborant un sourire victorieux) – Tu es un génie Mortimer!

Mortimer – Je ne fais qu’appliquer le protocole.

Joe – On a vu le Jell-O, le pudding, la boue, mais de la gomme Bazooka fondue, jamais.

Mortimer – Il ne reste qu’à convaincre Tangerine Dream et Jenna Jameson.

Mood musical: Yo La Tengo – Nothing But You And Me
Pilosité faciale: 5 jours
Taux d’amabilité: TGIF
Taux de dérision: Evidemment

En arrière-scène, on entend siffloter Mortimer qui finit par entrer. 

Cat despre imprejurimile locului unde isi derula afacerea, patronul statiei de benzina parea ca nu este deranjat de acestea. Cumparase statia pe o suma ridicola, pentru ca “nimeni nu se inghesuia sa o ia”. Da, trecuse si prin atacuri, dar nu facusera decat sa ii intareasca mijloacele de precautie.

Daca s-ar mai intampla?! “Vezi cutia aia de la coltul usii si butonul asta? – il intreaba el pe Liviu. Uite, apas butonul. Ia vezi, mai deschizi usa?!” Evident ca nu, era blocata. Cutia era un electromagnet, care, odata activat, bloca usa metalica a incaperii, impiedicand hotii sa iasa afara cu banii lui. Solutia neasteptata a evreului, de a ramane cu niste descreierati cel mai posibil inarmati in aceeasi camera, desi parea deplasata, se sprijinea pe ceva.

In primul rand pe Bazooka, un caine lup de vreo optzeci de centimetri stand pe patru picioare, dresat special sa imobilizeze si sa pazeasca ostatici, dispus sa faca praf cu coltii pe oricine misca in front.

E drept, un caine poate avea eficenta lui, dar ce sa faca el daca hotii trag cu arma?! Curajosul afacerist avea solutie si pentru asta: ghereta pe care si-o construise in interiorul magazinului avea geamuri anti-glont. Mai mult decat atat, la finalul prezentarii lui gradate, scoate de sub tejghea elementul de rezistenta al apararii, adevarata bazooka, o mitraliera semi-automata AK-47, pentru care detinea ... sau nu autorizatia de a o folosi la nevoie, in legitima aparare.

Nu stim daca evreul afacerist din Indianapolis mai rezista in cazemata lui, dar ne-am propus ca intr-o zi, cand ne vom simti destul de curajosi sa ajungem in suburbia respectiva, vom verifica. Pana atunci insa, povestea lui, intrerupta de explicatii stiintifice, a ajuns sa faca memorabila lectia despre electromagneti a generatii intregi de elevi de la liceul unde Liviu preda fizica.

Noa altă seară/noapte reuşită în Lord's (acuma nu era obligatoriu să scriu cu noa da am simţit nevoia). După ce am terminat berea şi am dansat cu Cristina sus (da am dansat, fata asta scoate ce-i mai rău din mine) s-o făcut Călin că o greşit comanda. În loc să comande o bere o comandat o Bazooka. Normal orice Bazooka comandată, trebuie consumată. Fata a plecat şi am rămas noi doi, adică io bă şi cu Călin bă! De-aci iar o început showu'. Nu ştiu sincer dacă am voie să povestesc că doar eu şi încă câţiva mai ştim povestea. Mă opresc să te fac curios/oasă. Oricum what happens in Lord's, stays in Lord's (nu de-alta da nu mai ţin eu minte a doua zi). O fază tare cu o fată, alta. Nu ştiu cum am ajuns să stăm de vorbă, da' la un moment dat după ce am vorbit vreo juma' de oră am ajuns să-i reproşez că s-o îmbârligat cu nasolu' ăla, care era urât şi foarte beat. Fata politicoasă şi-o cerut scuze şi o argumentat cum că şi ea era beată adiCĂ CAre este. Eu, mai beat ca ea, i-am zis "ce-i cu tine shmen că tu nu eşti beată!". Ea săraca era ruptă de somn, dar trebuia să o aştepte pe prietena ei care îşi dădea limbi cu unu rupt care o aruncat-o de pe scaun (scaun de bar) "din greşeală". Au plecat fetele la ele în MALL şi am rămas iar singurel cu Călin. Mă rog singurel....

Aseară (m-a dat afară, şi am rămas) în campionatul de statusuri, pe primul loc a ieşit Seby - "doamne... ce recul are bazooka asta", pe doi Cristina - "PIO !!!" şi pe trei Emilia - "LOVE GURU: I would like to thank the academy". Io am cam uitat să votez la shmenuri, de-aia o ieşit aşa nasol.

Astăzi pentru vot:

Andreea - "nu aud, nu vad :D"
Calin - "rupere de ham la modu' penal"
Gaby - "nu conteaza cat de des bei ci conreaza ca atunci cand bei nu te mai opresti"
Gica - "BELEJENI, HERE I COME!"
Ioana S - "Miluu, azi e Sf. Emilian… sper ca nu te traji pe cur"
Timea - "gay night, Dorm"

Ştii shmenu cu votu’ de’amu: laşi comment cu primele 3 si pe ce loc să fie. Dacă va fi egalitate undeva am drept de veto, la fel şi dacă vor fi mai puţin de 3 commenturi. Deadline la votat până deseară (deseară îi când zic io stop).

..:: Divizia A Dreamfactory la Statusuri ::.. şi ..:: Divizia B Euphoria la Statusuri ::..

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ALA Promotions announced today that undefeated young phenom AJ 'Bazooka' Banal has inked a contract to fight Panama's Rafael Concepcion for the WBA 115 pound title on July 26!

If you don’t know the name AJ ‘Bazooka’ Banal, you might want to make a mental note to remember it. He is the latest in a continuing emergence of awe inspiring Filipino prospects. The pride of Tony Aldeguer’s ALA gym in Cebu Philippines, the 19 year old Banal is already 17-0 as a professional with 14 wins coming by way of stoppage. Carrying tremendous power in each hand, Banal has quickly garnered a top world class ranking, sitting currently at no. 3 by the WBA. On July 26 at the New Cebu Coliseum in the Philippines Banal will face off against Panama’s Rafael Concepcion for the vacant WBA super flyweight title!

Source: FightFan.com

LABAN NA BANAL! PANAHON NA!
Cebu Coliseum!
With Live telecast on ABSCBN!
July 26! 8 PM o studio 23,
replay on abscbn july 27, 9:45 am

You know, I put a lot of effort in to making this blog a nice little escape from your daily grind.  I try really hard to make you chuckle a bit and to instigate some discussion about the little things in life.  But some days I can't help myself and I go political.  And I'll be damned if that's not what raises the viewership count on the page.  But as I have known from the beginning, I'm really typing all this primarily to humor myself. (Must say, I am accomplishing THAT goal.)  I can't say I'll abandon politics altogether.  I'm just not that disciplined.  But I can run as far from it as possible after I get a little bit out of my system, which brings us all to the subject of bubble gum.

I love gum.  All kinds, but especially full sugar, fruity, long lasting, huge and loud bubble producing gum.  I even loved the little stick they used to put in Topp's baseball cards.  I love original Double Bubble and Bazooka even though though they give me TMJ after about five good minutes.  The new pink lemonade Double Bubble and the other colorful flavors are fantastic, even if all the flavor is gone about the time my TMJ kicks in. The flavor goes quickly in Fruit Stripe too, but I'll down a Plen T Pack of that any day.  I love the initial crunch of the Chiclet--miniature or squares--but I hate the price.  And I pick up a pack of Rain-blo any time I'm on the road.  Chew the whole thing with nowhere to spit and you will get a stomach ache, but its pure goodness while there's still one more "orange" in the wrapper.

But all is not well in chewing gum world. We aficionados have been fending off attacks by the wacko dental lobby/tooth huggers for years, but that had sort of settled in to detente.  Our side even had a study come out years ago that chewing gum after a meal actually reduced tooth decay.  I think that might have been a side project of the Tobacco Research Council.  We even survived runaway inflation on gum prices as the boom times of the 1990's kept enough cash in our pocket to fork out 79 cents for a pack or even a dime apiece. However it seems there is now a phantom menace.  I can't find anything but plain jane Super Bubble any more, and even that is getting more difficult.  Where is all the gum going?  Are the Chinese and India markets opening up and syphoning the US supply?  Is it drought and flooding?  The Taliban?  

I have been to a Chevron, Kroger, Shell, and Target in the last two days looking for a fix.  Striking out--striking out! at each place in my search for bubble gum, I began to get desperate. Oh sure, they had Doublemint and Hubba Bubba, and Chevron even had Super Bubble, but I needed the good stuff, man.  So I headed to the shrine of all bubble gum repositories; a place that can always be counted on for both a wide selection and bulk packaging of gum--Walgreen's.  I must've been in there thirty minutes wandering up and down the aisles.  A sympathetic clerk approached me with tampons and condoms and whispered, "is one of these what you need?"  I shook her off and resumed my search.  Finally, a $3.99 plastic baseball bat filled with those gumballs that have "single" and "strikeout" written on them.  They were the only bubble gum in the store.  I had no choice.  I shelled out for a fix.

It's twelve pieces later and I feel better.  But I've got to stop now and massage my jaw.

 G.I.Joe, based on the real-life Delta Force, specializes in Spec-Ops, not typical grunt work. In my Joe-verse, however, there are some operations against Cobra that necessitate striaght leg stuff. One of these is a reconnaissance-in-force. As the name suggests, this mission calls for a relatively small team to search for the enemy and report his whereabouts to Command, yet at the same time, it is not limited to your typical sneak-peek op. No, sir. This recon op comes with some firepower to deal damage to Cobra.

At the heart of this recon-in-force op is the small armored vehicle, the Armadillo. It has a quad set of 40 mm guns to give the team members sufficient fire support.

Bazooka is back driving tanks!

Acting as pointman is Beach Head.

Following him is team leader, Flint, who also carries the radio.

On their right flank marches Heavy Duty, with his .50 cal. machine gun.

Heavy Duty aims his big gun at the treeline in case some Cobras pop up there.

Should the Cobras make the mistake of showing up, Heavy Duty's .50 cal. slugs and the Armadillo's 40 mm shells will definitely make mincemeat of them.

Asst. Team Leader Stalker is also the designated grenadier for the team. He takes the drag and protect the Joes from any Cobra surprise from the rear.

Alongside Stalker is Tunnel Rat. Should the team come across any signs of booby trap, he'll be called upon  to disable it.

That's why for this op, Tunnel Rat leaves his favorite weapon, a .30 cal. machine gun behind, in favor of the small yet reliable Uzi.

Il proprietario della bici ha tentato di fronte al giudice di appellarsi all'attenuante della legittima difesa, ma gli è stata negata ed è stato condannato con l'accusa di omicidio volontario.

Rassegnastanca consiglia ai suoi lettori di evitare di usare un lancia granate a razzo contro qualsiasi malvivente, anche se sciaguratamente egli vi stia rubando la bicicletta.

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This appeared on Guardian Unlimited (Art & Architecture blog) on 14 May 2008:

France's Pre-Banksy Art Provocateurs

At the time of punk, a 'commando' unit of French creative guerrillas spearheaded a movement that was the forerunner of today's spray-stencil street culture

Dominique Fury flanked by two of the Banshees wearing her T-shirts

Imagine Jamie Reid stealing the Sex Pistols' thunder or Linder Sterling upstaging the Buzzcocks: this is pretty much what happened in France at the end of the 70s. The Jeunes Gens Mödernes ("Mödern Young Things") exhibition, curated by Jean-François Sanz at the Galerie du Jour in Paris, showcases most aspects of local post-punk culture from badges to paintings through record sleeves, fanzines, photographs, videos and films. A totemic synthesizer, an old-school keyboard and a couple of guitars propped up against diminutive amps take pride of place at the centre of the main room. Cigarette butts have been studiously littered around the pretend stage for added authenticity. This installation of sorts embodies the ghost of gigs past, but it also draws attention to the deafening sound of silence. Visiting agnès b's labyrinthine gallery is not dissimilar to attending a concert wearing earplugs or watching television on mute — and, frankly, it is all the better for it.

With a few notable exceptions, Gallic punk was derivative and devoid of any real social resonance. Singing about anarchy in front of a handful of socialites on loan from the neighbouring gay clubs was unlikely to threaten the status quo. This is probably why the extraordinary creative energies unleashed in New York and London were channelled, most effectively, into the edgiest fringes of the French art world.

Bazooka, who appeared in 1975, were arguably the greatest punk artists this side of Jamie Reid (Malcolm McLaren once described them as "influential"). They are mainly known in Britain for designing the cover of Elvis Costello's Armed Forces, but they first shot to infamy during the summer of 1977 when they were invited to (dis)grace the pages of Libération. This led to a series of nocturnal art attacks which consisted in adding increasingly provocative artwork and comments on every inch of space available. Sometimes they even went as far as doctoring the content of articles or changing the layout. They always did this at the 11th hour — just before the paper went to press — so that nobody could foil their subversive plans. "All hail the graphic dictatorship," trumpeted one of Bazooka's most famous slogans, reflecting their fascination with Suprematism (Lissitzky), Constructivism (Rodchenko) and totalitarian propaganda. The aim was to wind up the leftist "war veterans" of May 1968 and their hippie fellow-travellers who made up the bulk of Libé's staff and readership. In this they succeeded only too well. Lawsuits were filed and tempers flared. Olivia Clavel was soundly slapped by a female photographer whose work she had butchered; Kiki Picasso (Christian Chapiron) and Loulou Picasso (Jean-Louis Dupré) were both beaten up for their provocative flirtations with fascist iconography. Tensions ran so high that the editor eventually gave Bazooka their own monthly magazine (1978) to avoid a full-blown rebellion within his daily.

At the time, the members of this "graphic commando" were all living together in a large flat which was part Warholian Factory, part Bauhaus-style powerhouse. Fuelled by drugs, they worked day and night while musicians drifted in and out. There is a famous picture showing Dominique Fury flanked by a pair of Banshees sporting T-shirts she had just produced (pictured above). Speed and (especially) acid led to a Stakhanovist output ranging from countless record sleeves to the credits of TV programmes via an issue of NME. The switch to heroin soon slowed them down and heralded the group's demise in 1980.

In many ways Bazooka provided a blueprint for the post-punk art collectives which followed in their wake. They celebrated everything modern in a knowing retro-futurist manner that was, in fact, typically postmodern; they rejected the traditional highbrow-lowbrow dichotomy, shunned museums and attacked the cultural establishment.

The Musulmans Fumants (a reference to Chester Himes), co-founded in 1980 by Tristam Dequatremare (former lead singer with punk combo Guilty Razors), preferred to exhibit their works in nightclubs rather than traditional galleries. They were instrumental in reviving figurative painting and launching the international careers of Robert Combas and Hervé Di Rosa who spearheaded the successful Figuration Libre movement (1981).

The Frères Ripoulin (1984) were the Musulmans Fumants' partners in artistic crimes. They included Nina Childress, who graduated from art-punk band Lucrate Milk, as well as Claude Closky and Pierre Huyghe who went on to find fame and fortune.

Jean Faucheur, their theoretician, believed that the streets were the new art schools at a time when graffiti art had hardly reared its head. The Ripoulins were "affichistes": they painted their works on posters which were then pasted on strategically-placed advertising hoardings. All these groups were linked to Basquiat, Haring and the whole Lower East Side scene across the Atlantic, but they are also very much the forefathers of the current Street Art movement.

Okulary przeciwsłoneczne.

Ludzie! Czy wy nie potraficie zdejmować okularów przeciwsłonecznych, jak z kimś rozmawiacie twarzą w twarz? To jest strasznie irytujące i rozpraszające. Jak wiadomo człowiek rozmawia z drugim człowiekiem, przy okazji patrząc się nawzajem w oczy. To ułatwia kontakt i sprawia, że czujemy, iż dana osoba naprawdę słucha tego, co do niej mówimy. Spróbujcie tego samego, w trakcie rozmowy z kimś, kto ma na nosie okulary przeciwsłoneczne. Po prostu się nie da. Przynajmniej ja tak nie mogę. Nie widać, gdzie dana osoba patrzy. Jak patrzy. Strasznie to frapujące.

Głośni ludzie.

Ostatnio miałem (nie)przyjemność spotkać koleżankę z byłej klasy, która jak dla mnie była wręcz kwintesencją osób z ADHD. Głośne, wszędobylskie i trudno się tego pozbyć. Więc spotkałem ją w przychodni. Niestety. Od razu zaczęła mnie zaczepiać i bardzo głośno mówić(nie ważne o czym). Ja należę do tych, co cenią ciszę i spokój. Do tego jestem introwertykiem i ciężko mi z ludźmi dookoła. A tu wystarczy pojedyncza jednostka, aby mnie doprowadzić do szału. Na szczęście wystarczyło zgrabnie poprowadzić rozmowę(udawanie głupka itp.) i udało mi się szybko natręta pozbyć.

Hałas na ulicy.

Jakiś czas temu szedłem z kumplem ulicą(no, po chodniku) w celu załatwienia Bardzo-Ważnych-Spraw. Akurat one nie są tutaj ważne. Ważne jest to, że dopiero teraz zwróciłem uwagę na hałas uliczny. Jak bardzo jest on dokuczliwy. Nie mieszkam w jakimś dużym mieście, ot 50-ciotysięczna wioska na Podkarpaciu. Ale hałas uliczny jest straszną rzeczą. Te ciągłe szumy, wibracje i inne tym podobne atrakcje sprawiają, ze mam ochotę wyciągnąć tę bazookę z kieszonki i rozjebać te wszystkie samochody w drobny mak. Chuj z tym, że przy okazji zabiłbym wiele osób i narobiłbym o wiele większego hałasu/bałaganu niż jest obecnie. Ale zawsze po tym wszystkim nastałaby błoga cisza...

Pero sa totoo lang, malamang ika-apat na beses ko ng pi-nost sa iba't ibang Blog ito: blog sa Friendster, blog sa Blogger (halong ingles-tagalog), group blog sana ng barkada na di na-tuloy hanggang sa blog (sa Blogger pa din) na purong tagalog. Na-adik kasi ako kaka-blog dati kahit na wala masyadong nagbabasa.

Kung bakit bahagi ang lathalang ito sa halos lahat ng Blog na sinubukan kong gawin, baguhin, burahin atbp....hindi ko din alam. Basta ang mas mahalaga, i-popost ko na naman sya ulit. Sa mga hindi pa nakakabasa, makabag-dadamdamin ito!

PS. oo nga pala, matagal ko nang isinulat ito, mga ika-03 ng Oktubre 2003.  Wala kasi kaming masyadong ginagawa sa opisina (o tinatamad magtrabaho?) kaya un, isinilang ang ...

ANG BAZOOKA
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"Lollipop, lollipop ang sarap sarap...gusto mo ng lollipop?"
"Ayoko, may lason."

Di ko alam kung saan ko natutunan itong chant na to. Pero I'm sure sa isang pelikula way back 1980's.

Naalala ko tuloy...kanina habang kumakain ako ng lumpiang sariwa sa Goldilocks, kasama ang aking butihing ama, bigla kong naisambulat:

"Tay, ba't ba yung ibang tao mahina kumain? Depende ba yun kung paano sila pinalaki?"
"Oo naman. Kasi yung ibang magulang hindi ini-encourage na kumain ang mga anak nila."
Napaisip ako...
"ahhh...like for example, pag ayaw nung bata kumain kinukunsinte ng magulang?"
"hmmm...oo, " sagot ni itay. "tignan niyo kayo, inin-courage namin kumain..."
Napatingin na ako sa aking mga tabang bugol-bugol kung bumakat sa aking kasuotan. May point si Itay.

"Pero sa isang banda..hindi kayo sakitin. Ni minsan di kayo na-ospital."
Good point there! Naalala ko tuloy na ni minsan nga ay hindi pa ako na-oospital dahil sa labis na karamdaman. Pero...

"pero...naaalala ko dati dinala niyo ko sa doktor kasi nabulok ilong ko."
"ah oo. pero iba naman yun..impeksyon kasi yun."

Tama nga naman.Ang hilig ko daw kasi umamoy ng bulaklak. Sabi ng kapatid ko kakasinghot ko daw ng bulaklak sumama yung uod. Yan tuloy, nabulok ang aking precious ilong. Speaking of ilong. May isa nga pala akong ala-alang hindi makakalimutan. (comment: kaya nga ala-ala eh)
Alam niyo ba yung Bazooka Bubblegum? Yung may libreng komiks sa loob ng wrapper? Favorite ko yun at kinokolekta ko yung komiks. Ewan ko ba kung anong pumasok sa kukote ko. Habang kumekendeng ako sa harap ng salamin at inaawit ang "lollipop, lollipop ang sarap sarap.." jingle pinapalobo ko yung bubblegum sa bibig ko. Gusto ko makagawa ng malaking malaking balloon...and there it goes...bssshhhff...bsssfff...hanggang sa plok! pumutok at natabunan ang aking ilong. Ang dikit pala ng bubblegum na yun! hindi ko maalis! tapos yung iba sa buhok ko din dumikit. Ayun, naiyak ako (im so helpless you know) and there goes my sister to the rescue.

"Ano ba naman kasi ginawa mo? Ba't nasa ilong mo yang bubblegum?"
Me: "Waaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

After a few minutes, may bago akong hairstyle (di talaga matanggal ang bubblegum, my caring sister had no choice but to cut my hair) at ang aking ilong ay mala Rudolph sa pula.

"Next time magtanda ka na ha!?" pagalit na sabi ni ate sabay..."bubblegum bubblegum ang sarap sarap...gusto mo ng bubblegum?"

"Ayoko didikit sa ilong".

Dei stolte korporaler poserer stolt foran kamara (ikkje til stades: Stabekk og Gravdal)

Men det er ikkje berre dei få utvalgte som fortjener ein stor gratulasjon. St. Georg og panserbataljonen hadde nemlig "bursdag" i går på sjølvaste St. Georgs dag, 23 april. I den anledning ble den til vanlig så heilage morgonvasken avbrote av kaffe og kaker i tv stova. St. Georg er nemlig kavaleriets skotshelgen. I følge tradisjoner var St. Georg ein kappadonisk kriger, som levde rundt år 200-300 e. Kr. Han ble skotshelgen for alle som var truet av krig og krigsfare. Legendane framstillar St. Georg som ung yndling til hest, alltid KTS (klar til strid)  mot urett og ondskap.

Og så litt om dagen i dag som omhandla M72, eit panserpenetreringsvåpen. Her lærte me raskt dei rette ildhandgrepa som må til for å kunne forårsake størst mogleg skade. Til dømes skoting frå kneståande, sjå bilete. Som om ikkje dette var nok, har me løpt 15 km. Fyrste gruppa brukte i overkant av ein time. Høyt akseptabelt, tatt vår (kremen av norsk ungdom) fysiske form med i rekneskapet. 

I messa i dag var det chilli con carne, noe vi merket ganske tidlig på dagens 15 km. Til middag var det pinnekjøtt, poteter (Ankre fikk ein sjuk potet, den var svart inni), kålrotstapp og pinnefett. Til dessert var det, tru det eller ei, rød gele med vaniljesaus. 

Dragon Karlsrud gjer korporal Sivertsen fientlige mål.

Brakkesjuka veks på alle måtar, og planane er store for framtida til denne bloggen. Dragon Davidsen ynskjer ein bit av kaka, og kommer med sin eiga variant av fem på gata. Du har kanskje og sett at det har skjedd ting på forsida, ukas feltrykte er det siste av det siste som vi har plukket opp på veg til Stripa. Takk for denne gang!

Dagens visdomsord:

If you want success you better get comfortable with rejection. The most successful people in life are also the world's most biggest failures

Voici le nouveau clip de Mickaël Youn Christelle Bazooka, "C'est une pute". S'est-il fait aider des Svinkels comme pour "Fous ta cagoule !" ?

TAHUKAH ANDA! 

  Jumlah penggunaan internet dunia 1,244,449,601

Cuba bayangkan jika anda menjual sebotol minyak angin yang berharga Rm1.00 dan 1% dari pengguna Internet Malaysia membeli minyak angin anda, berapakah jumlah pendapatan yang bakal anda perolehi? Jika 1% daripada jumlah pengguna Internet Dunia yang membeli minyak angin anda, berapakah pula jumlah pendapatan yang bakal anda perolehi.

Selama hari ini anda mungkin mempunyai produk, perkhidmatan mahupun perniagaan yang ingin anda perkenalkan tetapi untuk membuka sebuah kedai atau pejabat, anda mungkin rasa belum bersedia kerana kos yang besar terpaksa dibelanjakan. Kenapa anda tidak terfikir untuk menggunakan laman web sebagai pilihan? Membina satu laman web umpama anda membuka sebuah kedai atau pejabat. Bezanya disini ialah anda tidak memerlukan perbelanjaan yang besar. Anda tidak perlu menggajikan pekerja.

Anda tidak perlu membayar sewa, bil air dan elektrik. Anda tidak perlu menyimpan stok dan perniagaan anda akan beroperasi 24 jam tanpa henti. Mungkin anda tidak pernah terfikir ataupun fobia untuk menggunakan internet dan laman web sebagai senjata anda kerana anda tidak mahir tentang IT. Membina dan mengemaskini laman web dianggap sebagai satu bebanan kepada kebanyakan pemilik perniagaan dewasa ini. Kos yang mahal disamping laman web yang statik dan tidak dapat berfungsi sepenuhnya sebagai medium pengiklanan yang menghubungkan perniagaan anda ke lebih 14 juta bakal pelanggan di malaysia dan lebih dari 1 billion bakal pelanggan dari seluruh dunia.

Cuba bayangkan anda membuka sebuah restoran tetapi anda tidak tahu memasak. Restoran anda terpaksa ditutup jika tukang masak anda cuti. Sama juga jika anda membuka bengkel kereta tetapi anda bukan mekanik. Apa akan terjadi kepada bengkel kereta anda jika mekanik anda berhenti? Begitu jugalah jika anda mempunyai sebuah laman web tetapi anda tidak tahu membina atau mengemaskini laman web anda sendiri. Ini ibarat anda membuka sebuah kedai tetapi anda tidak mempunyai kunci untuk masuk ke dalam kedai anda sendiri.

1. Il avait les mots ; Sheryfa Luna.

2. Parle à ma main ; Fatal Bazooka.

3. Alive ; Mondotek.

4. New Soul ; Yael Naim.

5. An deiner Seite ; Tokio Hotel.

6. Tourner ma page ; Jenifer.

7. Don't stop the music ; Rihanna.

8. Je vais vite ; Lorie.

9. No One ; Alicia Keys.

10. You know I'm no good ; Amy Winehouse.

Oui, vous avez bien lu, et dans le bon ordre ... ! Je suppose que mes commentaires seraient superflus. Je me contenterais donc d'enfoncer le clou, en ajoutant qu'il s'agit là uniquement du classement pour la France. Si on regarde le classement allemand par exemple, il n'y a pas Tokio Hotel. Seule bonne surprise : on retrouve Yael Naim en septième position dans le classement pour les États-Unis.

J'avoue ne pas savoir sur quoi se base ce classement, mais il fait peur quand même.

Bon on va relever le niveau :

Et préciser que www.deezer.com est un site qui permet d’écouter légalement et gratuitement de la musique en ligne. Voilà.

The new "A-Team" will be updated from the Vietnam era and reflect contemporary issues and politics. Tone of the film will be less cartoony and more serious, in the vein of "Die Hard" and "Lethal Weapon."

Show creator Stephen J. Cannell says that "not to denigrate the TV show, but nobody ever died," Cannell said. "We drove cars off cliffs and people got out and walked away. We're not going to do that (in the movie). In this the tone is more dangerous -- you can really die. It's very tense and exciting."

The fact that B.A. could shoot a bazooka at a car full of bad guys, and have said car blow-up and go over a cliff, and then have said bad guys climb out of the burning wreckage and brush themselves off before running away was the best part of the show.