Technical stuff

Not interesting at all but I will try to be fast so that the harm is minimized.

1) Anonymous comments. I decided not to publish comments posted by Anonymous users. I have just noticed that I have published one but there are more waiting to be published and they will be not. No offense my friends, it is just that I am compiling this blog so that I support practically my belief and principle to stand for what I speak and to speak for what I stand, and this can not be anonymously. I am not saying you did it on purpose (of course not), I just grab the opportunity to underline a philosophical dimension of this activity of mine. Send your comments with a name (it might even be a nick name leading to another blog or web site or whatever) and your comments will be published.

2) Google advertisements. Internet offers hell of a lot of opportunities for gaining money. I am not interested in that at all, at least at the moment; anyway, I am satisfied with what I have although many times some "brilliant" ideas have popped up in my mind and I was like "why don't you jump into it Sakis?". Google gives the chance to bloggers to gain some money through advertisements. These are placed in some parts of the blog and provide links to web sites with - usually - relevant material to that of the blog. Anyway, it might be good for me to make some money that I can invest in my blog and exclusively in that (like buying a new camera for photos, purchasing interesting books, renting extra space or whatever) and also it's a way to feel less stupid when comparing my never-born-just-conceived ideas to projects like F****** or M****** through which its creators have made billions over billions. So, why not? But you will be the ones to decide anyway, so please feed me with your comments for the next month, and then decision will be taken; wise person said "there is time for discussion and there is time for decision"...

Promise a more interesting post soon.

Cheers.

S.

Pieces...

This is a post I have been thinking about for a long time. It's called "Pieces" as you can see and I have, simply, gathered pieces of interesting texts, either from books, lyrics, jokes or whatever that I just want to share with you cause they are inspiring, thought provoking and can even create a laughter...or maybe not. Hit it!

Piece No1. If seriousness means compromising in a way of life in which joy consists a luxury, the answer to the question that we often hear "When are you going to become serious" (or "when are you going to grow" in a way) is "Never"!
Life is too short to go through it being gloomy and full of agonies. We have given to seriousness attributes that it doesn't actually have and certainly doesn't deserve to have. The world of laugh, the spirit of play, not only they don't go against seriousness but highlight some of its specific characteristics. Seriousness means accountability and focus on a purpose with dignity. It doesn't mean stiffness, depression, ill-humored and gloomy style. We could say that seriousness constitutes a guide of behavior in life, in the tangible reality that every one of us lives within. Laughter, the comic, the hilarious are the elements that give to our daily life some other dimension and deduct something from the "weight in our shoulders".

Comments. That piece is from the latest book I read called "Laughing; the best cure". It's been a while that like a bee I have this thought in my mind "Sakis, page 144, 144, 144"...So, I went to this page and found this piece and then I realized why "page 144" stuck in my brain. The guy put things in their place, to say it simply. We (may I add, western civilized people, with some tone of irony) have forgotten to laugh; maybe we never knew how. If the latter is the case, then it is about time to give it a go and laid back a bit, take it easy and show our well preserved "colgated" white teeth to the world. Our seriousness will not be harmed; on the contrary, it will be enriched and delicate. I am sure that I will get back here with more fragments from this book.

Piece No2. Out of respect for Johnny Walker, Paul Oakenfold, Nikki Halloway, Dannie Rampling and all the people who gave us these times; and to the government I stick my middle finger up with regards to the Criminal Justice Bill; for all the heroes who came along the way...

Comments. This is a part from the "Weak become heroes" song from The Streets. It was out in 2002. I was listening to it back at that time; in fact I still remember this funny situation when my ex-boss at the time I was Djing was telling me "Sakis, this song sounds weird"; he was expecting softer stuff, more commercial and I wanted to give my history to the world...what a conflict! Anyway, I found this song again recently and I have it in my mp3 player since then. A perfect sound to wake me up in the morning and a great memory - refresher for these times, unforgettable ones. Don't really know if I want them to come back, but I hope with this little piece of text, I can pay the tribute they deserve...

Piece No3. Sportscaster 1 - "What is the name of the coach of the Spanish basketball team"
Sportscaster 2 - "Well, I don't actually know"
Sportcaster 3 - "It is Pedro Almodovar"!!!

Comments. How mean of me to put this joke here! Apologies in advance from all of my Spanish friends. But yeah, at some points during the games of the recent Eurocup the players of Spain were floating on the spectrum of playing drama to comedy! Admittedly though, at some points they were playing p****, hard stuff :) Congratulations to them, it's a great team. But honestly, and I still don't know why, I was so touched because the Greek team lost and even I was so furious that at the final match I was supporting Russia; needless to say that I didn't care at all about the fact that Greece lost from Lithuania. I was against Spain (in basketball, to repeat so I avoid misunderstandings) and only this. And I am worried now and wondering why I reached this state of emotional involvement; it was some basketball games, they should only be there for me to enjoy with my self not to drift (or sentimentalize, nice word :) ) into emotional streams part of them consisted of a sort of nationalistic waves; at that moment, honestly it was out of my powers, but now that I am thinking, it was just another incident to make me reconsider my attitude towards sports, especially in international level...

It seems that I will get back with a "Pieces - the return :) " post...Cause what is waiting to start is "Lost"...and it happens that from all series, I like it the most; and I could fly now to the place at any cost; just to save Jack and Kate and Soyer from the sinister host; don't get lost, come back and read my next post :) I stop now, or I make it worst!!!

G'night!

S.

I hate...

Elections. They are here, everywhere, all around us. Politicians are wearing again their bright smiles; some are not so good at pretending so watching them trying to laugh and be cool guarantees laughter! Millions of tones of paper for their silly, unnatural faces; while at the same time they are deeply touched by the wide ecological devastation that happened in the South of Greece...bla bla bla. Telephones ringing and polite voices invite you to join the next meeting of the "next" Perikles...How the f**k have they found my number? Meaningless speeches, empty statements, repetitive promises, "polemic" atmosphere (that's so silly to read in news feeds...grrrr), great expectations, dizzy faces, living their own delirium of contemporary political madness; elections are the time where actually freedom of expression is lost, not exercised...
Distances. Hard to go deeper in this; my blog would be transformed in a novel and I don't really want this. But the existence of a specific "distance" influences my life in a variety of ways the last weeks. It even makes my mind think weirdly "e.g. why teleportation hasn't been brought to the public so far" and stuff like that! Imagine...grrrr
Ithan. Ooooo, he took Claire away and he caused a great shock to the other guy, hmmmmmm what is his name, he was also playing one of the hobbits in the Lord of the Rings...But the team joined forces, and with the help of the guns found in the well protected case of Kate's guard (dead by that time...), they captured sinister Ithan...Ohhh, Charlie, yeah Charlie is his name, he appeared all of a sudden and jammed a bullet in the evil flesh of Ithan...It will take some more time for the castaways to learn where was Ithan coming from and what he really wanted from Claire...And by the way, the French lady's face creates absolutely no sense of trust; of course you will tell me, after 16 years of loneliness in this wicked island...
(Note. I know I know, it took me sometime to discover it, but now, I am really lost in it...

Inquisitor. His words made me sick; he was poisoning people's minds and hearts and with the blood of the tortured and killed innocent people, he was covering the places in the map of Spain he was willing to conquer... I don't know why, but I think he played a role to the death of the nice girl, the writer...Hmmm, I would say that the old lady also got into my nerves a couple of times...The man, devoted and committed to his task, overcoming all sorts of scientific rigidness and typicality, fighting to find or create the substance that would have saved his love and the rest of the world maybe...and this old lady, goshhhhhh, she was grouching even more than me, she couldn't see beyond her nose...Go get it, "The fountain".
Limits of language...or of our ability to use it. So many "juices" the brain produces, so little tongue - capacity to bring them out; and a general feeling of laziness time by time to externalize brilliant ideas, simply because of this gap... Ask an Eskimo to describe a whole summer day in the seaside or a Bedouin, the techniques of polar bear hunting...pfffff, hard! And it's not only about ideas, just to make my self clear; it is also about feelings and that's, ohhh, that's a big trouble. Feelings are expressed, you would correctly say, but in these little moments that need to be talked out, is like asking the Control Tower to give air space directions to a butterfly...Yeah, to a butterfly! They say that we become smarter and also better language users, the more languages we learn...Hit the road Sakis, come on...
Wires. Longing for the day, that all peripheral connections in my laptop will be wireless, internet in my little office will be wireless (soon, ufff...), electricity will be wireless (yeap, MIT is doing experiments already)...perfect perfect!
USB ports. Simply because I only have 3 and they are not enough; but this point is also connected to what I said above...
So I stop before I become boring; but hate session has surely not finished....aaaa, what was this thought in my mind...relax, it will come.

Hate but hate lovingly.

S.