Saturday, June 24, 2006

World Cup Humour...

A driver is stuck in a traffic jam on the motorway in Germany.
A man knocks on the window.
The driver rolls down his window
and asks,
"What's going on?" The man tells him, "Terrorists
have kidnapped three England fans for a 10 million euro ransom
or they're going to douse them
with petrol and set them on fire.
We're going
from car to car, taking up a collection."

The driver asks, "How much is everyone
giving, on average?"

The man replies, "About two gallons..."

Friday, June 23, 2006

And on the eighth day, God created Lego!

Apparently this has been covered by all kinds of media over the past few years, but it's news to me.
Bible stories illustrated with Lego blocks!




The Brick Testament is a project created by the "Reverend" Brendan Powell Smith, who is not an actual reverend, but rather an atheist. He began this project as a website back in October 2001 that featured six stories from the book of Genisis. The popularity of the website has also spawned a Brick Testament book series. All stories are retold using direct quotes of passages from the Bible, with chapter and verse numbers cited. Smith claims that he created The Brick testament to increase people's knowledge of the Bible, whether they are believers or not.


The website and book series have become popular both among religious believers who often use its material for evangelical and instructional purposes and among non-Christians who view The Brick Testament as pointing out what they consider to be absurdities in the Bible.

Funny? Disturbing? Creative? You decide!

Sunday, June 18, 2006

ALERT FOR METELKOVA!

It was a topic in a recent post of mine and I'm so pissed off at myself for not having gone to the demonstration to protest its demolition. Hopefully it isn't too late. To all of you out there who support the arts, take some time to read this and help out!
Thanks!

ALERT FOR METELKOVA

"On Wednesday, June 14th 2006, at 6am, the government Inspectorate for the Environment and Spatial Planning brought an excavating machine to the Autonomous Cultural Zone Metelkova, Ljubljana, to tear down one of the buildings of the converted ancient army barracks which they consider to have been erected illegally. The cultural workers and supporters of Metelkova prevented the action. This attempt to destroy one of the liveliest cultural and intellectual locations in Ljubljana was the third in these past few months. Various inspections have recently intensified their interventions during cultural events at Metelkova.
The government of Slovenia is acting in accordance with a recently passed law on catering industries. Under the cover of its strict provisions regulating commercial activities, which cannot be fulfilled by the non- profit associations and NGOs of Metelkova, the executive might as well put an end to the largest agglomeration of alternative cultures in the country. Metelkova provides 40% of the non-commercial music events in the city.
Its attendance can favourably be compared with that of the established Ljubljana Festival. It is the second largest provider of cultural events in Ljubljana. Metelkova is the only location in the city, and one of the few in the country, where youth cultures and alternative cultures are systematically produced and presented to a large and active audience. It is also a forum of impressive intellectual irradiation. During each academic year, it organises the Workers' Punkers' University where the most urgent dilemmas of the contemporary world are discussed by competent international speakers.
Metelkova recently hosted the annual meeting of TransEuropeHalles. During the 13 years of its existence, projects at the Autonomous Cultural Zone Metelkova have been supported by the Ministry of Culture and by the City of Ljubljana, as well as by many international sponsors. Producers from Metelkova have been participating to Documenta, Manifesta, Sao Paolo Biennial, Venice Biennale, Wiener Festwochen? Many international festivals held in Ljubljana locate part of their activities at Metelkova: The City of Women, The Other Music, Jazz Festival Ljubljana, Trnfest? Metelkova has been presented as an outstanding phenomenon by international media: ARD, Arte, BBC, Belarus' State TV, Die Zeit, Falter, Feral Tribune, Los Angeles Times, ORF, Russian State TV, Seattle Times, ZDF? Metelkova is a squat initiated in 1993, when a group of alternative producers and activists occupied the ancient barracks of the army headquarters near the centre of Ljubljana in order to prevent its illegal destruction, which was launched by still unknown agents presumably led by speculative real-estate interest. Although it has never succeeded in achieving a proper legal status, the location was registered as national cultural heritage in 2005. ACZ Metelkova is under attack. Its people are ready to defend it. They need support. Please circulate this information.
If you want to express your support, please write to the Prime Minister: Janez.Jansa@gov.si and to the Minister of Culture: vasko.simoniti@gov.si"

Sunday, June 11, 2006

Back after another long pause...

After a couple of months of being overworked, things are starting to calm down again. The hard work did pay off, as I was able to get enough cash together to get my ticket to Montreal. This trip is a much needed one for several reasons. I haven't seen Mom in almost 4 years, nor my brothers, my nephew André was a month old the last time I saw him. My neice is 15 now... Of course, it'll also be great to visit the old hang-outs and catch up with old friends that are still there.

More good news, this year the union organised a little weekend staff trip for those interested, to Sarajevo & Mostar. It'll be at the end of this month. I'm anxiously awaiting this trip, yet I know that some of it will be difficult for me, as I haven't been to Bosnia since before the war.

Today will be busy enough, there's laundry to do, some e-mails to write, meeting Boban and Matija for lunch later on, a couple of translations that are due tomorrow and some tests to correct. (Procrastinating right now...)


As my workload has become lighter, I'm faced with several decisions to make, which would mean extreme change in my life. These issues had been stuck in limbo for quite some time now since my relationship with my dearest became a long-distnce one. I now have one month to decide: stay in Slovenia or give living in Jordan a chance. In ten years and starting from nothing, I have managed to build a life for myself here. I have a lot to think through, though this has been made easier by the fact that I have the best boss in the world, who offered me a "safety-net" in case I do decide to give Jordan a try for a year and things don't work out. Somewhat reassuring and makes giving it a shot seem less scary. The thing is, I have to let her know before I leave to Canada, which will be 13 July. For some decisions, plenty of time.... for this one, not nearly enough.

I love Ljubljana. I love this neighbourhood. I love how the river is close by,how there are many bike and walking paths, how green everything is, how the building is surrounded by trees and playgrounds.



As I look out the window, I know these are things I'd miss grea
tly. Though probably not as much as I miss him...


Thursday, April 27, 2006

Amateur graffiti contest at Metelkova Mesto, Ljubljana

Metelkova Mesto happens to be one of my favourite places in this town. For those of you who are not familiar with Ljubljana, until 1991 Metelkova Mesto was the location of military barracks of the Yugoslav People's Army. After Slovenia declared independence and the Yugoslav army left, the place was squatted by several artists, musicians, students, etc. and became somewhat of a centre for underground/alternative culture. It is also the location of a wonderful youth hostel called "Celica" (The Cell), which is a former military prison (each prison cell was converted into a bedroom-- you can read more about the place here.)
Anyhow, I won't get into anymore of the place's history in this post, as you can all see by the title, it's supposed to be about a graffiti contest...
I saw some posters announcing this contest that was organized by a secondary school students' association. I wasn't quite sure exactly what to expect as I've never attended a graffiti contest before.
I arrived there a bit late, the contest had already started. From what I found out, each contender was given 8 cans of spray paint and 3 hours time.
Well, I'm not an artist, nor am I an art critic, but I'd have to say, that some of these young artists have a lot of potential. Here are a few shots of them at work:








While this was happening, some other kids tried to demonstrate their breakdancing skills (or lack thereof) to various rap and hiphop tunes....




Finally, the 3 hours were up... The judges walked around, rated the work and made their decision....

Here are the winners :


First prize




Second prize




Third prize


Oh, and here is a possible contender for the 2016 contest, getting an early start! ;)





These and the rest of the pics from the contest can be seen here.

As it is Metelkova is already the host of lots of interesting and unusual graffiti and other works of art... I'll end this post with some examples...


Friday, April 21, 2006

The Poem Lasting Fifteen Minutes

Count to sixty,
fifteen times.
(I might have been famous then.
You might have missed it.)

Sunday, April 16, 2006

New addition to the blogging world...

I would like to announce that my dearest has officially joined the world of blogging... sort of an on-line gallery of his photographs. There's some really great stuff here and I'm not just saying that because he's someone I love like crazy.

Check it out here!





photo by Omar N.

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

Happy Birthday Ata....

You know I would never forget your birthday. You would have been 78 today. I miss you. I can't believe it has been it has been 7 years since I lost you. I can't believe it has been over 7 years since our last conversation over the phone. I can't believe it has been almost 8 years since we last sat together face to face in the car on the way to the airport. I remember that converation so well. We cleared a lifetime's worth of stuff up during that talk. When I said we'd continue it on my next summer break, you looked at me and said: "Mucka, naslednje leto me ne bo." ("Kitten, I won't be here next year.") I didn't want to believe it. I still don't.
I'm sorry I wasn't there with you the last days. I'm sorry that we played answering-machine-tag that week after the New Year's... I'm sorry that I only found out before it was already too late to be with you; the phone call I got from Mom saying: "Your father is very sick and the doctors can't do anything." The second phone call I got 3 hours later, saying that you were gone.
I'm sorry you weren't there the day I bought my first apartment. I'm sorry you never got to meet the love of my life. I miss how you somehow always knew when I was feeling depressed...like ESP or something...even though I was several thousand kilometres away, whenever I was feeling down, the phone would ring. I'd would answer to hear your voice asking me what was wrong.
Happy Birthday Ata! I will always love you!

Tvoja Mucka

Sunday, November 27, 2005

The secrets of a flagrant momento....

Once again it is Sunday, otherwise known as laundry day. I've pretty much managed to get over that cold that had been lingering in me all week. At work, it's the end of the first term so there was a lot to do, lots of paperwork, grading papers... December will be a much more fun month, or at least I hope so.
Yesterday I went to a demonstration here in Ljubljana to protest reforms that the goverment plans to make. Most of the unions were there from all over the country, pensioners, students. It was a huge demonstration for Slovenian standards. 40,000 people sure doesn't sound like a lot in terms of a metropolis like London or NYC... But for a small country like Slovenia, it's huge. It was wonderful to see such solidarity and that the huge snowfall didn't keep people from coming out and speaking out.
Today I spent the morning editting and correcting a text I got from one of the agencies I translate for. This afternoon I have to correct the rest of the papers from the English competition that took place on Friday. I need the cash, so I won't complain.
December is almost here...I'm happy and depressed. It's usually a gorgeous month here with so much going on and the town is always so charmingly decorated. But alas, my love is in Amman and neither of us has the money to visit the other at the moment. How cruel and unfair...
I'm already in so much debt as it is.... I wish I knew what to do....
If anyone out there is reading this, I would welcome some suggestions...
Cheers,
Beti

Sunday, November 20, 2005

Home on laundry day....

Already the weekend is almiost over....If nothing else, I can say that at least I'm relaxed... The last week was extremely busy at work and I must say that lack of sleep caught up with me and by Friday morning I felt rather feverish. It didn't stop me from going out though. One of my coworkers Denis managed to reserve us a place in Kras and we had a nice party there....plenty of food, plenty of drink. The music was kind of lame though, but I guess you can't have everything. The teran made up for the crappy music...
When I got home in the early hours of the morning, I was extremely feverish and completely out of it... I stuffed myself with vitamins and after a brief chat with my dearest, I went to sleep. I slept most of yesterday as well...woke up at noon, made some soup, chatted a bit, went back to sleep till 6, more soup, vitamins, some tea... I supposedly chatted with him again in the evening but I was so out of it that I really don't remember... I fell asleep just after 8pm and slept straight through till this morning. I feel and sound much better though I'm still not at 100%.
As usual, Sunday is laundry day, so I've been doing that, went to do a bit of groceries and made myself a much needed coffee, to counter balance that herbal tea I've been drinking. I chatted with Tara earlier, it was 5am in Montrealand she'd just come in drunk as a skunk but in an extremely good mood. She'd been dying to show me how her place looks now that she's had it repainted and the like. Looks pretty good. My place could use some repainting (at least)...the whole thing needs renovating, but finances are keeping me from getting into such a project at the moment...
Jovan is getting married this spring. I'm happy for him, though I think he may be rushing it. Considering how his last marriage turned out, maybe he should take more time to think this over... But hey, it's his life. Who am I to judge.
So as for me...how to get out of this financial rut? My dear Omar seems to think giving the stock market a chance is the thing to do. I personally can't be bothered...Maybe that's my problem...too lazy...
Anyhow, time to get some cleaning done as the place looks like a dump. Tjaša is coming over in a bit. There's another one who's going thorugh an existentialist crisis.... but aren't we all?
Peace,
Beti

Sunday, November 13, 2005

Why Must There Always Be a Title???

I've been meaning to do this for a while now. As I haven't been disciplined enough to keep a diary in ages, some sort of outlet is needed, I suppose.
I arrived back in Ljubljana very early Monday morning and luckily my boss was kind enough to let me take the day off. I had spent 6 days in Amman then Sunday, my dearest and I left for Aqaba, since that's where my return flight was leaving from. After a wonderful dinner, we walked around Aqaba till it was time to go to the airport...the flight left just after 1am and by the time I reached Ljubljana, I was ready to slip into something more comfortable (like a coma).
On Tuesday I managed to go back to work but was somewhat lost... My entire life has just become so chaotic over the past year, almost like it's out of one of those stupid soap-operas. Too many decisions to make, life altering ones...
I love living in Slovenia, he hates it. He wants to be in Jordan, I'm not sure I could get used to it. After almost 10 years of being here, buying a condo, I love my job and coworkers and love living here, it hurt so much when he said that he couldn't stay, that it was driving him crazy... Should I give Jordan a try?
The explosions in Amman this week didn't make me feel better.... Not that it makes me afraid to go there...I have in places while wars were going on and as much as I hate violence, it isn't something that would scare me enough so I wouldn't want to leave the house... I was so relieved when I called to see where he was and heard that he was safe, visiting a cousin...
Long distance relationships aren't all they're cracked up to be.... but for some reason I've always been somewhat of an incorrigible massochist who is always drawn to things that are anything but simple...
Enough babbling for now as I'm sure this will seem like a bunch of crap for anyone who decides to read it...
Cheers,
Beti