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Linna teises servas kestab küüslaugufestival. Jah, just, õigesti lugesid, ei no mida veel. Muidugi ei läinud ma sinna. Mina, kes ma igal suvel, ehtne verejanu silmis, niidan maha keset muru kükitavad kaks peenart küüslaugupealseid niipea, kui mulle muruniiduk usaldatakse. Ja teen pärast näo, et mina ei tea midagi. Järjekindlalt, juba mitu aastat. Kõlab absurdselt, ongi absurdne. Festivali juurde tagasi tulles, Meie Mees on õhtune peaesineja, isegi akna kinni hoidmine ei aita, ikka on mingit tümakat kuulda. Ma vihkan Meie Meest, see pole vist mingi üllatus.

Enamus pesakonnast ärkas täna hommikul kell viis selle peale, et keegi koppis nende ukse taga. L toppis ennast riidesse ja läks vaatama. Ukse taga oli võõras mees.

"Ega te ei tea, kus siin need elavad, kel on palju koeri?"
"Mõh? Seal üle tee, mine aga otse."

Siis sai kell natukene viis läbi. Keegi jälle koppis nende ukse taga. L otsustas seekord akna peal kõõlumise kasuks. Ukse taga seisis võõras mees. See sama võõras mees.

"Mis nüüd?"
"Ma ei taha teid üldse rohkem segada, aga ma ei leidnud üles."
"Pole võimalik. Otse üle tee."
"No ma tegelikult leidsin, aga keegi ei teinud ust lahti. Ma ei taha teid tegelikult üldse rohkem segada."
üllatus üllatus
"Ma ei taha teid tõepoolest segada enam, aga ega sa ei viitsiks mind nüüd koju ära visata?"
"???"

Või umbes midagi sellist. Dialoog täiesti minu kujutlusvõime vili ja ei püüagi sõna-sõnalt tõele vastata. Sisu aga päriselust.

Hommikul jätkus arutelu selle üle, et see oleks ideaalne varjatud kaamera stsenaarium inimeste abivalmiduse testimiseks. Kui paljude uste taga peaks koppima, et leida keegi hea inimene, kes su laupäeva hommikul kell viis koju viskab, kus iganes see kodu siis ka poleks.

A ja mk on veendunud, et neil istus maal ploomipuu otsas nugis ja pugis ploome. Ja tuul raputas puud ja vaene nugis pidi okste külge klammerduma, et mitte alla sadada. Kas nugised ronivad puu otsa? Kas nugised söövad ploome? Äkki see ei olnud nugis. Äkki see oli hoopis mingi muu metsloom. Keegi pakkus, et rebane. Puu otsas. Rebane. Selle õnge ei lähe isegi mina mitte.

Vaikselt hakkab tekkima tuttavlik filmitunne. September pole veel alanudki, aga juba lülitab miskit mu sees ennast ümber kanalile, kust on hea rahulik vaadata, kuidas eelmisele kanalile jäänud elu vaikselt mööda voolab. Ei mingit pinget, ei mingit paanikat ja kuidagi saab kõik tehtud. Võib-olla.

Meie Mees ikka veel mängib...

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Mul oli lihtsalt vaja teada, mida favicon tähendab, et nüüd siis tead sina ka ;) Mulle üldse ei meeldi need lehed, millel ei ole favicone (või ei oska mina neid esile kutsuda), sest siis pean ma Firefoxi bookmarks toolbaril lisaks lehe standardikoonile ka lehe nime kirjutama ning see võtab ruumi, aga ruumi mul seal ei ole, sest mulle ei meeldi seda värki edasi-tagasi kerida, asja mõte on ikka selles, et enamkasutatavad lehed oleks kohe silma all. Neil, millel ikoon olemas, olen nime lihtsalt ära kustutanud, sest mulle jääb ju ometi meelde, et valge kukk hallil taustal tähendab ekooli, valge istuv koer mustal taustal HMV-d või valge number üks musta ringi sees BBC Radio 1. Ruumi kokkuhoid missugune. Ja miks ma sellest räägin? Sest lisasin lemmikute hulka just Cinamoni kodulehe, mille ikoon on aga järjekindlalt valge mittemidagiütlev paberileht paari teise äravahetamiseni sarnase paberilehe kõrval, faviconita on veel näiteks sellised olulised kohad nagu raadio Uuno, bussireisid.ee, piletilevi ja Evu blogi :p

Reuters - Top ten moments of the Beijing Olympics

1) Usain Bolt breaks the 100 meters world record. Bolt already owned the record and in front of a packed Bird's Nest stadium he ran 9.69 seconds. He thumped his chest in triumph over the last few meters before his 'marksman' celebration which became one of the lasting images of the Games.

2) Michael Phelps roars in triumph and relief after American team mate Jason Lezak overtook France's Alain Bernard on the final leg of the 4x100 freestyle relay to keep alive Phelps's dream of beating Mark Spitz's record from 1972 of seven golds in a Games - a dream he was to realize.

3) Liu Xiang dejectedly walks away from the track as he realizes he has to withdraw from the defense of his 110 meters hurdles title because of a leg injury. Liu was the most popular sportsman in China and his grimacing departure clouded the Games for millions of home fans.

4) Russia's Yelena Isinbayeva turns the Bird's Nest into her private theatre with a gold medal and world record-breaking pole vault performance that captivated the 91,000 crowd. After she spent most of the competition lying under a towel, she broke her own world mark with a leap of 5.05 meters.

5) The Opening Ceremony. It emerged that some of the performance seen on television had been enhanced by computers, a child singer was replaced by a supposedly prettier face to mime to her voice and representatives of China's ethnic minorities were no such thing. But it was a jaw-dropping beginning to the Games, culminating in former gymnast Li Ning being swung up the roof of the stadium and 'running' around the top level before lighting the cauldron.

6) German weightlifter Matthias Steiner kisses a picture of his late wife Susann on the gold medal podium, choking back tears over the promise he made to her that he would keep their Olympic dream. The super-heavyweight made the pledge to Susann at her bedside in hospital as she lay dying after a car crash in 2007.

7) American Matt Emmons blows a 3.3-point lead on the very last shot of a 120-shot competition to throw away the gold medal in the "marathon" event of shooting. Four years ago in Athens he had fired at the wrong target and squandered a 3-point lead.

8) Usain Bolt breaks Michael Johnson's 200 meters record. Charging towards the finish line, Bolt has his eye on the clock all the way and once again celebrates his triumph in style -- this time, after he completed his run.

9) Rohullah Nikpai wins Afghanistan's first Olympic medal with a bronze in the men's 58-kg taekwondo. Proof that no matter how tough the conditions you have to train in, Olympic success is achievable if you have the talent.

10) Estonian Gerd Kanter celebrates his discus gold medal by sprinting down the 100 meter track at the Bird's Nest and mimicking Bolt's marksman routine. High school jinks in a week when fun was put back into track and field.

I must admit I like their taste, especially number ten :) Hehee - "High school jinks in a week when fun was put back into track and field."

Up until now I didn't understand what so many people saw in Jensen Ackles (and Jared Padalecki for that matter), but now I de-fi-ni-te-ly do. I just finished watching the very first episode of Supernatural and I'm afraid it's going to turn into an addiction, exactly my type of thing to be watching. Well, I suppose the addiction lasts until I get a serious OD, in case of Heroes this happened in the middle of the second season, who knows when it'll happen with Supernatural. It didn't help that the first episode was recorded from Citytv, I mean out of tens of networks, it happened to be Citytv. No kidding... Well I gotta get up at 6 a.m. tomorrow, this means I should go to sleep asap, which in turn means that I'll watch just one more episode :p

Täna selgus ootamatult, et Neti kardab paaniliselt Šotimaalt toodud külmkapimagnet-lammast, kes peale vajutades hakkab muusikat mängima. Täiesti loogiline koer.

Vaatasin täna hommikul enne tööle minekut Douglas Wellsi Hiiumaa saate kordust, oi kui ilus oli :) See tähendab Hiiumaa oli ilus. Kõik jutud, mida nad seal rääkisid tulid aga jänki Hiiumaa-seikluste raamatust vägagi tuttavad ette :)

Vaatasin eile öösel Ned Kellyt. Täiesti jabur film, liiga palju mõttetut tulistamist, liiga palju muda ja vihma, parajalt palju Austraaliat ja veel parajamalt palju võrratuid aktsente. HL mulle seal eriti ei meeldinud, ta oli kuidagi kange ja meenutas kohati häirivalt palju Ennist ja kohati FF-i Harry Fevershami. Orlando oli eriti ajukas. Ja, oh jumal, mikspärast neid haigeid habemeid veel vaja oli?

Evule

Vastuseks postitusele "Ja kino asub siinsamas üle tee..."

Baaahhh, miks sa kinno ei läinud?!? Ma isegi kaalusin sulle neljapäeval sõnumi saatmist, et mine kindlasti, viimane võimalus. Mina käisin neljapäeval ja vaatasin Ruja igatahes ära, Priidu Rannap oli täiesti absoluutselt vapustav, aga lõpus hakkas vihma sadama ja siis natuke venis see etendus mu meelest, mis lõppkokkuvõttes siiski ei rikkunud emotsiooni. Pimeduse rüütli DVD ostan ma endale nagunii, kodukino kahjuks pakkuda pole. Eelmine Batmani film on mul DVD-l olemas (koos hunniku HL-i filmidega), võime soojenduseks neid vaadata. Wall E osas ma võiks isegi mõni päev ühineda :) Mis veel? Pane endale kirja, et mina olen esimene, kellega sa Taskusse kinno lähed, mida iganes nad seal ka näitama ei hakka :p

Mõned pinnavirvendused

Kuuvarjutus oli mõned päevad tagasi!

Täna sai kaks tundi autasustamise ülekannet oodatud ja siis seda näitas tõesti täiesti minimaalselt. Tüüpiline!

Veel tüüpilisem on see, et kümnevõistlus algab homme, just siis kui mul on puhkus läbi ja peab tagasi tööle minema. Üks spordiala, mida ma hea meelega vaataks, ok, keda ma lollitan, on üsna päevselge, kelle pärast ma seda vaataks, ja loomulikult ei näe ma seda.

KULD! KULD!! KULD!!!

Väike hiina-eesti sõnaraamat

Ai Bang Mai Ne - Ma lõin ennast vastu kohvilauda ära
Ai No Pei - Mul on pressipääse
Chin Tu Fat - Sa vajad kosmeetilist operatsiooni
Dum Gai - Rumal inimene
Gun Pao Der - Vanaaegne Hiina leiutis
Hao Long Wei Ting - Kas buss tuleb varsti?
Hia Dei Kum - Sealt nad tulevadki
Hu Flung Dung - Kes põllu ära väetas?
Hu Yu Hai Ding - Meil on põhjust arvata, et te varjate Tiibeti põgenikku
Kum Hia - Tule ligemale
Lao Zi - Mitte eriti hea
Lei Lo - Püsi silmapiirilt väljas
Lei Tsho - Carte Blanche
Lin Ching - Ebaseaduslik hukkamine
Moon Lan Ding - Ameerika kosmoseprogrammi suur saavutus
Ne Ahn - Valgusreklaam
No Bai Dam Ting - Hinnad on siin liiga kõrged
No Tsmo King - Suitsetamine on kahjulik teie tervisele
Shai Gai - Tagasihoidlik isik
Tai Ne Bae Be - Enneaegselt sündinud laps
Tai Ne Po Ne - Väike hobune
Ten Ding Ba - Rahvale jookide serveerimine
Wa Shing Kah - Autopesu
Wai Go Nao - Kas me ei võiks veel natukeseks jääda?
Wai Hang Mi - Ma ei ole surmanuhtlust ära teeninud
Wai So Dim - Kas sa püüad elektrit kokku hoida?
Wai U Shao Ting - Pole põhjust häält tõsta
Wai Yu Kum Nao - Me pidime ju järgmisel neljapäeval kokku saama
Wai Yu Mun Ching - Sa rikud oma dieedi ära!
Wai Yu Sing Dum Song - Kas sa mõnda Cole Porteri lugu ei tea?

I just got two shocks in a friggin' five minutes, so I really needed to post something at least slightly funny. It's an old thing and I remember thinking it was funny back then. I'm not so sure any more, but here it is anyhow.

WHY SO SERIOUS ?!?

WIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII, ME SAIME MEDALIIIIII!!!!!!!!!

Ready? Steady. Go!

I'm back from my trip to Scotland and here's the photo diary. Before going to the airport I went to see The X-Files: I Want to Believe at the cinema. There was Mulder and there was Scully and there was even a bit of Skinner! Scully looked as beautiful as ever, Mulder had aged a bit, in a nice way, and they looked very fine together, but still, something was missing, something that was there all those years ago, something you just couldn't point your finger at, but you know it was supposed to be there, but it wasn't. All in all, for old times sake - Mulder is Mulder!

The flight to London was the worst I've ever experienced. Bumpy, looong and the sky was full of menacing thunder clouds. No matter what, the patchwork is absolutely adorable!

Leeds

Off we went from Gatwick towards Leeds and it was quite a long drive. So this is a bit of Leeds at night...


and in the morning.

Edinburgh

On the way to Edinburgh. The first sight of some mountains


and lots of heather


growing everywhere


Then there are some more mountains on the Scottish border


and a bagpiper making a lot of noise (that's what he said).


After some other long hours on the bus - Edinburgh at last! Some typical streets and taxis


and some typical houses.


There's the Parthenon-like memorial on Calton Hill


and a couple trying to have a private moment (it was 08.08.08).


A view from Calton Hill towards Arthur's seat.


Edinburgh castle viewed from Calton Hill,


Edinburgh Castle from inside,


Edinburgh Castle from inside towards outside,


Holyrood Palace viewed from Calton Hill


Connecting the castle and the palace there's Royal Mile


and Fringe Festival Madness on Royal Mile.


Before going to Military Tattoo, we got some almost sunny views of the city.






The tattoo took place at Edinburgh Castle Esplanade, which looked like a genuine Quidditch pitch from outside


but not so out of this world from inside.


As for the show itself, then it was fabulous! The Norwegian orchestra completely stole the show


which was partly projected on the ancient outer wall of the castle.


Since all other eating places were crowded after the tattoo we ended up at a deserted Burger King at midnight.

Inverness

The next day led us to Blair Athol Distillery (whisky)


and Blair Castle


which was absolutely beautiful inside. It was just rainy and wet outside...




Then we set off through the Highlands


to Highland Folk Museum with its old houses,


thistles,


the red phone booth (why on earth here?!?)


and some typical scenery - mountains plus sheep.


We reached the absolutely adorable Inverness in the evening. And by absolutely adorable I really mean absolutely adorable.










The shops were already closed... including Marks and Spencer


and Orange (not that I wanted to go there in the first place, it's just ORANGE, yes, I still mean it).