Opera - is the best web-browser! Who doubts!? Ho-ho-ho!
I just want to save this picture:
But it happened there is not internet - it occurs: ethernet adapter on my motherboard after few steps "work-sleep-work" becomes "dropped" - but this small disaster must not lead to crash of not only one page but of the whole Opera at all. It must be really stable program!
Why do I use it anyway? Bz it starts too much faster than Firefox - Firefox starts too much slowly to don't care about - it works well enought and it has one very beautiful option: showing webpage without author's CSS "styles". It is very useful when I want just to read the text, and don't want to watch all that "author's imagination according to fonts, layouts, etc.". I became old - I read instead of to admire. It is strange that there are something to read at all...
Futurama Rebirth! I just have seen 3 newest episodes of the latest 6th season. Premiere of 1st episode of 6th season was June 24, 2010, on Comedy Central, USA. It has come back!
It is a holiday celebrated mainly in Russia, but it is not beeing celebrated today because new "old heroes" are praised now and theese "new old heroes" are not people - "new old Russian heroes" are Russian Czars and followed Soviet Sovereigns. It is very sad - we totally lost that great country.
Eastern Orthodox Church does not pray for: Another faith (Moslems, Jews, buddhists, Hinduists, Krishnaism and other east non-Christian religions);
Raskolniks, Heretics, Sectarians ("Foreigns", Catholics, Lutherans, Protestants, Filaret's People, Autocephaly Piople, Uniats, Baptists, Adventists, Jehovah's Witnesses, Mormons and so on, and so on);
A Ballad about Struggle
In the candle-light and among prayers at night,
Among trophies of war and serene peaceful fires,
Children lived steeped in books, far from crude, real-life fights,
By their childish mishaps mortified.
Somehow kids always feel
A disgust with their age,
And in fights we would spill
Hidden hurt and dark rage.
But our mothers would mend
Those patched-up rags of ours,
While our hearts would be rent
By the books we devoured.
Then our foreheads would suddenly glisten with sweat,
We would feel as if endlessly falling through space,
As the rumble of battle turned our little heads
And we breathed in the smell of old dust and suspense.
We who'd seen no wars fought,
Either big ones or small
(Someone howled - and we thought:
What a brave, daring call).
We would try to divine
The deep meaning of orders,
Of attacks, skirmish lines,
And the purpose of borders.
In the cauldrons of battles fought ages ago
There was much food for thought, for our little live brains.
We appointed our enemies to play the roles
Of cowards, Judases, traitors and such, in our games.
We would always see through
Any villainous ploys,
We would ever stay true
To sweet maids of our choice;
Upright warriors at heart,
We would spoil for the fray -
The heroic parts
Ourselves we would play.
But you can't live forever in this make-believe.
Games are over quite soon - so much grief in the land!
So you have to begin in real earnest to live
And to take up the arms from dead men's tired hands.
Still warm armour put on,
Take your father's old sword -
And you'll very soon learn
Who is who and what's what.
Coward or hero - this
Will be easy to see,
You will know how it feels
In a real fight to be.
When a friend in a battle at your side falls dead,
And your heart is with anguish about your loss filled,
When your whole soul feels raw, as if you had been flayed,
All because it was he, and not you, who got killed,
You will know your twin foes -
They are Evil and Lie,
For wherever they go
People die, people die
So that these two might live,
These assassins depraved.
Where these ghouls go, they leave
Only ravens and graves.
If you hacked your way through with your father's old sword,
For the loss of your comrades-in-arms tears shed,
If in fierce bloody battles you learnt what is what -
We can say that in childhood the right books you read.
But if meat off a knife
You have not even tried.
If in all of your life
You have not taken sides,
Never joined in the strife
With the base, the unfair -
Then you've been in this life
Neither here, nor there!
Vladimir Vysotsky, 1975Sergei Roy, (translation) 1990
Being blogger don't forgot even sometimes to come it off...
by August 16, 2008:
Just Saturday
It's not so hot today as it was promised yesterday. May be it's really +37 hot but the sky is covered by many light clouds and outdoors don't looks like too hot - it looks like a very good time to go to the water...
by August 9, 2008:
Just Saturday
by Jul 13, 2008:
Dust Wars: 1:1 - I have bought vacuum dust cleaner
It is very cheap but it works and now I get completely clean my beautiful flat.
by Jul 12, 2008:
Just Saturday
by Jul 10, 2008:
Babky (oldladies) are Evil
...
by Jun 28, 2008:
Just Saturday
by Jun 21, 2008:
Just Saturday
...
by Jun 14, 2008:
Just Saturday
by Jun 1, 2008:
Just Summer
to be continued...
by May 31, 2008:
Just Saturday
by May 28, 2008:
The Forbidden Kingdom
Now I am whatching this movie - it will be "on the wide screens of the Ukrane" just tomorrow... :)
by May 03, 2008:
Just Saturday
by April 20, 2008:
What am I doing Sunday evening?
Enjoy!..
by April 12, 2008:
Just Saturday and just the Cosmonautics Day (exUSSR)
