Betty boop

Must watch Betty Boop.

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Brilliant photographer & happy family

http://kristinandkayla.blogspot.ro/

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Ocupatie

Ziua ninja, noaptea ninja, dimineata ninja iara

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Elvis

Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don’t think that I can take it
Cause it took so long to bake it
And I’ll never have that recipe again

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There must be

50 ways to lose your liver.

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Cainele de la Romana

Caine zburator

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What is „alive”

When considering this question, we take ourselves as examples of „alive” and start defining „alive” by just a few things we observe ourselves to have/do. We even mix elements that belong to life (getting born, growing, dying) with those that we think belong to alive (eat, breath…).

So, the list for what makes something be alive usually is:

– getting born

– growing

– dying

– eating

– breathing

– moving

– choosing (thinking)

– being complex

 

Although I do agree that we can make a category of stuff that have those characteristics and naming it „alive”, I think that the answer to „what is alive” is not that simple.

For example, one of the most important purposes of alive stuff is to stay alive (surviving/the survival instinct). And we try to stay alive by protecting ourselves (by wearing clothes and footwear, by living in a warm home, by following diets, taking vitamins etc.). What if breathing and eating are actually some of our weaknesses? Having to eat (or sleep) to stay alive can be considered a weakness and we all would like to have to sleep less and to eat less. Not only it is time-consuming (going shopping, looking for good stuff, cooking, eating 3 to 6 meals a day, drinking 2 liters of water per day, going to the toilet), money-consuming (buying all that stuff), but it is also risky, beacuse we can catch diseases, get fat, get cancer etc from what we eat/drink/breath. So, I would say that a superior system is not one that eats and breaths, but one that doesn’t have to.

Next, our protection is quite minimal (we easily get injured – cutting, hitting, poisoning ourselves), so a superior system is one that has a better protection.

We have a maximum lifespan of 130 years. This is very little. Trees can live a lot longer than that. Are we superior or are the trees better at surviving?

Getting born and dying are useless criteria, because matter changes constantly and everything gets born and transform itself („dies”).

So we’re left with „moving”, „choosing” and „being complex”, which are subjective as well. Cause moving is just „proof” for us that there’s something there, but it’s not necessarily superior than not moving. Equilibrium is when you don’t move. So, having to move is a need for equilibrium, a lack of equilibrium, therefore not superior… Choice is just apparent and tiny. Overall, you have no choice – you die anyway.

Complexity is usually a result of building more of the above (protection mechanisms, feeding mechanisms, breathing, moving…), but as we saw that those are actually weaknesses, complexity is a result of having weaknesses, and not just a characteristic of superiority.

So…. how about rocks? Are rocks „alive”? They may not be alive, but don’t you think they are superior? Rocks don’t have to feed themselves, produce waste, breath… And they are tough, they can endure heat, cold, fire, wind, water… They are hard to break („kill”). So they are very good at surviving (not like us, poor „alive” beings). They are happy and have reached an equilibrium – they don’t need to move to be alive. It’s enough to sit still to live their lives.

 

Maybe one day we’ll evolve into rocks. 🙂

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Cocorul

Puii clociți în regiuni de stepă, sau de smârcuri sunt nidifugi.

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Uda planta

Un nene care astepta tramvaiul a scos din sacosa o sticla de 0.5 de apa si a udat o planta crescuta intre dalele de beton ale peronului.

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Secret

Hi, this is Mac, from the department of secret compartment.

I’m in my apartment.

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Welcome

hehe

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Experiment

A. microfon la parter, boxa la etajul 10, scotand un sunet. se inregistreaza la parter decibelii perceputi.

B. boxa la parter, microfon la etajul 10, scotand acelasi sunet. se inregistreaza la etajul 10 decibelii perceputi.

 

Conform explicatiei de aici (http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20110111092759AA7LjcI), ar trebui sa fie acelasi nivel de decibeli, dar experimentul tot suna interesant. 😛

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o „lectie”

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bum

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Outfit

stil1

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Vanilla Ice

This is what he was saying:

 

Yo, VIP, let’s kick it!

Ice ice baby
Ice ice baby
All right stop
Collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Then I flow that a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop?
Yo, I don’t know
Turn off the lights and I’ll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle

Dance
Bum rush the speaker that booms
I’m killin’ your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly, when I play a dope melody
Anything less that the best is a felony
Love it or leave it
You better gain way
You better hit bull’s eye
The kid don’t play
If there was a problem
Yo, I’ll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

Ice ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby Vanilla

Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in, the Vegas are pumpin’
Quick to the point, to the point no faking
I’m cooking MC’s like a pound of bacon
Burning them if they’re not quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi hat with a souped up tempo
I’m on a roll and it’s time to go solo
Rollin in my 5.0
With my ragtop down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby
Waving just to say hi
Did you stop?
No, I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I busted a left and I’m heading to the next block
That block was dead

Yo so I continued to a1a Beachfront Ave
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rock man lovers driving Lamborghini
Jealous ‘cause I’m out getting mine
Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine
Ready for the chumps on the wall
The chumps are acting ill because they’re so full of eight balls
Gunshots ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine
All I heard were shells
Fallin’ on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas
Bumper to bumper the avenue’s packed
I’m tryin’ to get away before the jackers jack
Police on the scene
You know what I mean
They passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends
If there was a problem
Yo, I’ll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

Ice ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby Vanilla

Take heed, ‘cause I’m a lyrical poet
Miami’s on the scene just in case you didn’t know it
My town, that created all the bass sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
‘Cause my style’s like a chemical spill
Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed
This is a hell of a concept
We make it hype and you want to step with this
Shay plays on the fade, slice it like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast
Other DJ’s say, „damn”
If my rhyme was a drug
I’d sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when it’s time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
If there was a problem
Yo, I’ll solve it!
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

Ice ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby Vanilla

Yo man, let’s get out of here
Word to your mother

Ice ice baby
Too cold
Ice ice baby
Too cold too cold
Ice ice baby
Too cold
Ice ice baby
Too cold too cold

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My wave

Can I change my wave reaction just by being sure of the outcome?

If not, how can I do it?

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Roaring [a little]

RoaringTwenties

Photo from history-lesson-plans.com

 

The Roaring Twenties is a term sometimes used to refer to the 1920s, characterizing the decade’s distinctive cultural edge in New York, Paris, Berlin, London and many other major cities during a period of sustained economic prosperity. French speakers dubbed it the „années folles” („Crazy Years”), emphasizing the era’s social, artistic, and cultural dynamism. „Normalcy” returned to politics in the wake of hyper-emotional patriotism during World War I, jazz music blossomed, the flapper redefined modern womanhood, and Art Deco peaked.

The most popular dances throughout the decade were the foxtrot, waltz and American tango. From the early 1920s, however, a variety of eccentric novelty dances were developed. The first of these were the Breakaway and Charleston. Both were based on African-American musical styles and beats, including the widely popular blues. The Charleston’s popularity exploded after its feature in two 1922 Broadway shows. A brief Black Bottom craze, originating from the Apollo Theater, swept dance halls from 1926 to 1927, replacing the Charleston in popularity. By 1927, the Lindy Hop, a dance based on Breakaway and Charleston and integrating elements of tap, became the dominant social dance. Developed in the Savoy Ballroom, it was set to stride piano ragtime jazz. The Lindy Hop would later evolve into Swing dance. These dances, nonetheless, were never mainstreamed, and the overwhelming majority of people continued to dance the foxtrot, waltz and tango throughout the decade.

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French orgasm.

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