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Monday, July 31, 2017
Sunday, July 30, 2017
Today 32 Years Ago
Interesting. July 22nd this year was a Saturday as it was in 2006, when something happened in my life.
And right now I got aware of that July 30th this year is a Sunday as it was a Sunday in 1985 when I climbed Croagh Patrick on my bare feet, one week after this agnostic had "made" Station Island.
At the time I am writing this, I was trying to get some sleep on the carpark at the foot of Croagh Patrick when I got awaken by both monotone and hysteric a voice, again and again shouting "Get out of it! Get out of it!"
Carefully I opened the car door, got out and – became witness of an exorcism.
And right now I got aware of that July 30th this year is a Sunday as it was a Sunday in 1985 when I climbed Croagh Patrick on my bare feet, one week after this agnostic had "made" Station Island.
At the time I am writing this, I was trying to get some sleep on the carpark at the foot of Croagh Patrick when I got awaken by both monotone and hysteric a voice, again and again shouting "Get out of it! Get out of it!"
Carefully I opened the car door, got out and – became witness of an exorcism.
Why would people do this? |
He, for example kept a promise. |
An agnostic's pilgrimage. |
Labels:
1985,
archive,
Croagh Patrick,
Ireland,
photography,
Station Island
Saturday, July 29, 2017
Friday, July 28, 2017
Friday is Skyday
Oh, and by the way. Scaramucci can't be wrong. He knows his own kind. |
Labels:
Friday is Skyday,
photography,
Scaramucci
Thursday, July 27, 2017
Laughing Lhursday*
George Carlin
* [For first time visitors]:
Typo in the title?
Nah.
It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.
Labels:
George Carlin,
hypocrisy,
language,
Laughing Lhursday
Wednesday, July 26, 2017
Tuesday, July 25, 2017
Sunday, July 23, 2017
Saturday, July 22, 2017
Friday, July 21, 2017
Thursday, July 20, 2017
Laughing Lhursday*
George Carlin
* [For first time visitors]:
Typo in the title?
Nah.
It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.
Labels:
George Carlin,
language,
Laughing Lhursday
Wednesday, July 19, 2017
Degenerated
No doubt they are laughable, Xi the Pooh and Recep Tayyip Erdoğan, a President with a voice like Daisy Mouse and even less brain than Xi the Pooh, but probably more than the current US-President whose name is not even worth being mentioned.
Unfortunately, such laughable dimwits are evil, dangerous and erratic bastards in power.
In power like those who today 80 years ago in Munich declared a so-called Degenerated Art Exhibition opened.
Degenerated brains.
Unfortunately, such laughable dimwits are evil, dangerous and erratic bastards in power.
In power like those who today 80 years ago in Munich declared a so-called Degenerated Art Exhibition opened.
Degenerated brains.
Labels:
arts,
Entartete Kunst,
Erdoğan,
Xi
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