Party with Metallica

Playlist III.

1. "Battery" Master of Puppets

2. "Die Die My Darling" Garage Inc. Disc 1

3. "Enter Sandman" Metallica

4. "The Four Horsemen" Kill'em All

5. "Last Caress/Green Hell" Garage Inc. Disc 2

6. "For Whom The Bell Tolls" Ride The Lightning

7. "Breadfan" Garage Inc. Disc 2

8. "Hit The Lights" Kill'em All

9. "Fuel" Reload

10. "Whiskey In The Jar" Garage Inc. Disc 1

A link where you can download this playlist is available upon request.

NY Bombers: Love'em, Hate'em

Yankees won the world series again the other week...for the 27th times! No team in the professional sports has ever accomplished that.

Yes, it's true that the franchise has spent ca. 1 billion dollars since 2000 and they are notorious for their spending spree and overpaid/overrated/pass-their-prime players, conveying huge amount of distress to the people of NYC thanks to gigantic ego of 'The Boss' and his endless threats of moving the franchise to somewhere else than Bronx, destroying 'The house that Ruth built'- one of the trademarks of the the big apple- for a lavish, costly top-notch club house right across street and so on...

But the fact of the matter still remains, and I have to repeat myself, that they have won the world series for the 27th times and no team, I repeat NO TEAM, in the professional sports has ever accomplished such a milestone. For that, they do deserve awful lot of credit (and that includes everyone involved) despite the methods of club's executives have been (and will be?) highly questionable in the recent past years.

Eκβάτανα

A weekday, the sun is about to set in the western horizon of a tired, worn and heavily polluted city, people are mostly on their way home, chaotic traffic and its indefinite jams with its background music: the deafening sounds of horns, the sight of the so-called liberty monument which was originally a king's memory with its dazzling architecture and all those uncanny curvatures, the warmth of the air and the salty taste of sweat, the tired feet, the repelling smell of exhaust gases, the tight and uncomfortable rides, the sight of airplanes landing and taking off in the airport nearby, the heated half court basketball and the ice cold soda afterward, the chicken that was grilled on the balcony, the calm of the night and the sound of AC, the cold water in a metallic jar, the endless talks in the dark, the extremely loud snoring by someone, the poster of young MJ on the wall, the very strong home-made beer, the late 5-card-draw pokers, the surreal movie of The Wall, the harsh smell of freshly burned leaves...

Is there anybody out there?
Is there anybody out there?

Source for the notes: www.streetmusician.co.uk

Missed his blog

There was (and still is) a mullah who used to be some kind of deputy vice-president...not very long ago. He was quite liberal and an open-minded reformist. He was possibly the first of his peers who entered the world of blogging and modern(!) IT era. He put up a site(or blog?) and started writing, blogging, whatever. I think I had seen that site, it was not too bad and quite interesting especially for those who knew him and his surroundings and the related events. In the aftermath of the recent unrest, he got arrested by the same regime which he was a representing and defending while ago (ironically!) and was sent to prison and was later put on trial and etc. I read somewhere, that he was granted very limited access to internet and managed to post something on his blog or maybe started to write memoirs or so, I don't remember exactly. Anyway, (here's the punch line) he said that in the midst of his interrogation, he suddenly thought of his site/blog and he missed it big time which I found that very cute!

I'd like to reach a point (not by being imprisoned or anything obviously) that I feel that I miss my blog so much. Right now, I don't miss it particularly much. I mean I like it very much but I don't miss it. There is something about this feeling that makes things very dearer. I guess human beings start to realize the real value of things as soon as they lose them, suck!

5 years

Thèse

Sometimes, I feel like that I am 5 years behind. I mean I should have been in this position in life for about 5 years ago, that is the social status, the family, the job, the belongings, the mind set, the money, the experience, everything should have been reached a while ago. While I must emphasize on the fact that I have been very lucky to have achieved almost everything that I aimed for, I just can't help wondering what it would been like if I was in the same spot as I am now only 5 years younger.

Anti-thèse

What is 5 years? It's nothing!

Synthèse

Well, it's not like that I do have a choice and can change things around, it's just a mind tickling that I get every now and then.

Time management

Resolution 5. The time spent 'wasting' (you know EXACTLY what I mean!) at the computer/internet X (minimum)2 = The time spent reading.

The time allocated for wasting will be monitored carefully.

I to U via H

Source: www.farzadonline.com

With a strong taste of Seattle

Playlist II.

1. "Rape me" Nirvana

2. "Killing in the name of" Rage Against The Machine

3. "By the way" Red Hot Chili Peppers

4. "State of love and trust" Pearl Jam

5. "Hunger Strike" Temple of the Dog

6. "Pillar of Davidson" Live

7. "Fell on black days" Soundgarden

8. "I stay away" Alice in Chains

9. "Be yourself" Audioslave

10. "Heart Shaped Box" Nirvana

A link where you can download this playlist is available upon request.

Shankly said

“Some people think football is a matter of life and death. I assure you, it's much more serious than that.”

Poles apart

Sitting alone in a otherwise full bus, I am on the road in very low quality high roads of the neighboring country...getting farther and farther from home and beloved ones...heading to a destination that may change the course of rest of my life...the 2nd trip on the same damn road, this ride eventually took slightly over 40 hours which was a progress compared to the 1st one which took 52 hours in a row!...passing by the mountains and the cold landscape...I am sitting by the window and staring at the half cloudy sky, completely drowned in my thoughts...Will I succeed this time? and if so, what will happen next? How will it go this time? How does it look out there anyway...out there in the very west?

Gilmore in my walkman says:
"Did you know...it was all going to go so wrong for you
And did you see it was all going to be so right for me
Why did we tell you then
You were always the golden boy then
And that you'd never lose that light in your eyes

Hey you...did you ever realise what you'd become
And did you see that it wasn't only me you were running from
Did you know all the time but it never bothered you anyway
Leading the blind while I stared out the steel in your eyes

The rain fell slow, down on all the roofs of uncertainty
I thought of you and the years and all the sadness fell away from me
And did you know...

I never thought that you'd lose that light in your eyes"