fizički izgled je jedna od naših najvažnijih osobina. stari, mladi, ružni i lepi vole ljude i decu koji su lepi. lepim ljudima smo spremniji da damo krv, ponesemo kofere i vratimo kusur. u jednom eksperimentu, lepa odnosno ružna žena je prilazila ljudima u telefonskoj govornici da ih pita da joj vrate žeton koji je zaboravila. lepoj ženi je žeton vraćen u 87% a ružnoj u 64% slucajeva. dakle, gvozdena vrata ne otvara lepa reč, većlepo lice i dobro telo.

i male bebe znaju šta je odraslima lepo

Vec sam pisala o problemima koje imam da rezervisem sobu u hotelu u sred Londona, i ti problemi i dalje nisu nestali samo su dobili drugi oblik. Medjutim, otici u London na 3 dana vam je ravno raditi mesec dana za celu platu! U aplikaciji za vizu mojoj koleginici samo sto ne traze koliko vam je baba imala gaca, i da li su se gace u to doba nosile... Kad popunite famozni obrazac od 10 strana na red dolazi zakazivanje razgovora, biometrijski podaci i sta sve ne. Jednu gomilu papira i slika da ponesete obavezno! Moze i snimak ultra-zvuka, cisto da se nadje...

Da bih mogla da podignem karte

Vec dugo je moj zivot trka. Zuri da zavrsis skolu, zuri da se zaposlis, da se dokazes na poslu, da ostvaris politicke i drustvene ambicije, da odrzavas stara i stvaras nova prijateljstva, da vidis sve sto te zanima... Iz cele te trke uvek sam izlazila sa novim elanom, ali sad polako sve vise trebam odmor, a sve manje ga imam. Celo leto nisam nigde mrdnula niti sam imala slobodan dan. Cak i kad nema puno posla, ipak svakodnevno rano budjenje i odlazak na posao, uz celodnevnu koncentraciju iscrpljuje. U poslednjih par meseci sam jos vise nabila tempo, pa i posle radnog dana iskoristim dan

Searchin' my soul-Vonda Shepard  I've been down this road walkin' the line

That's painted by pride

And I have made mistakes in my life

That I just can't hide



Oh I believe I am ready for what love has to bring

Got myself together, now I'm ready to sing



I've been searchin' my soul tonight

I know there's so much more to life

Now I know I can shine a light

To find my way back home



One by one, the chains around me unwind

Every day now I feel

I ove godine je kao i predhodnih Novih Godina, po ko zna koji put, na domacim kanalima prikazivana "Zikina dinastija 1, 2, 3,...". Neko kaze "Dokle vise reprize" neko ih ignorise, a nekome se, kao meni, uvek dopadne. Skoro sam citala da su glumci koji su glumili Bobu i Mariju sada u nekim potpuno drugim poslovima i zivotima daleko od glumackog glamura.

Moram da priznam da svaki put sa istim odusevljenjem gledam decije nadmudrivanje dva matorca koji glume da se ne vole, ali su u svojoj biti suvise slicni da bi bilo tako. Svaki put iznova navijam za Bobu i Mariju i svaki put cekam kad ce Dara da zadene kukavicu u sesir.

My factory has for years produced the best possible Bicycles for Tropical Fish (BTFs). We had no rivals in any market! No one made a better BTF in the entire world. Rightfully, we were very proud of this achievement and our factory output surged with Pride in Workmanship, a Strong and Healthy Work Ethic, and most of the other jingoes which the US auto industry Nawabs were singing over the last few weeks. The thought of getting the US Congress to bail me out has lifted my spirits greatly!

Today, Mr. Caesar would be surrounded by a coterie of armed guards in dark glasses. He would probably not be walking around the forum unprotected and in a bed-sheet all by himself. He might not even talk to Messrs. Brutus, Casca, and Tillius directly, but rather have his people set up discussions (especially as the pretext was a petition which Tillius Cimber wanted to conference about on his exiled brother).

For reasons of confidentiality, I am unable to reveal the whereabouts of The Home. Suffice to say that it is a rather large and stately affair ensconced in a semi-rural area, detached from the rest of the world, where the residents live out normal lives far from the prying eyes and fingers of fans, paparazzi, and prosecutorial investigators.

And it has a very nice sound system, too. Oldies mostly.

We are getting back to work after a long and protracted holiday (even if we did not take one, everyone else seems to have done so). Streets are busier. Shops are crowding up slowly again. Supermarkets may even begin to stock the shelves once more. The fall season - in a way very different from the burgeoning of spring - is all about new beginnings. Schemes

Business is booming for the Prognosticators of Doom these days. All I am hearing from all sides is that the End is Near, speeches about the Demise of Consumerism abound, and that we are sliding into a time of feudal lords, manor houses, indentured servitude and mediaeval bartering.

It is the System. It is what we blame when things go horribly wrong and when it is not the fault of any one individual. It is a force to be reckoned with in Serbia, but it is equally powerful in all corners of the world.

When anyone deals with public administration and its inherent bureaucratic labyrinths, we blame the System. When anyone is admitted into a public hospital and is treated like a piece of meat on a slab, we blame the System. The System is most often used to explain away the arcane and the unacceptable and most usually pertains to the large behemoths created by big government and big business.

Had I known that, I probably would not have experienced this afternoon's cerebral implosion. As it happens, I walked up to the kiosk and asked my question, anticipating a no, hoping for a yes. And that is what I got.

Jugoslovenski Aerotransport, or JAT (1927 - 2013), presented the traveler with a very clear set of rock-bottom expectations - bare minimum of operations, reasonably functioning if less than confidence-inspiring aircraft, fairly bad attitudes both on the ground and in the air, and disproportionately high prices.

That was JAT - it used to be nearly the only way in and out of Yugoslavia - and we loved to hate it.

None of the principle actors have arrived yet on the set, nor has the director - citing some unease about getting paid for half of it in 20 years - but the producers (Sheik Ali Xander & Associates) have so far put on a spectacle worthy of Metro Goldwyn Mayer.