May 04 2011
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Ode to the Brain! by Symphony of Science
(Source: symphonyofscience.com)
Dec 25 2010
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Here is a video by Chef Jamie Oliver. In it, he makes mechanically separated chicken—on a small scale, of course—in his kitchen.
I’m sorry about this post, really I am. I’m sorry to keep talking about it.
Nov 09 2010
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Oct 25 2010
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Does your portfolio speak of all the pretty sites you made? Damn! That’s where your fault is. You are selling pretty sites and that’s what kind of buyers you are getting.
Sell the process instead. Show them how you work how your vision evolves over time. That’s why blogs are way better than showcase. If they are happy with way you work and communicate – they are going to be perfect clients.
Oct 17 2010
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Za sve one koji bi rado u kućnoj radinosti izradili živi organizam evo mali šalabahter od majstora Dr.Craiga Ventera. I kak se čini to “malo” čudo ljudske ustrajnosti, znanstvenih dostignuća i želje za znanjem ima malo više od 1MB!
Oct 04 2010
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Edukacija Sharia style!
Zašto da djeca uče matematiku, fiziku, prirodu i slične gluposti kad je jedna jedina knjiga dovoljna. I to onda trebaju učiti cijeli dan jer je igra štetna za djecu. Ukoliko su poslušni i dobri u učenju napamet, nagrada je biti prvi u redu za nešto što zovu jelo. Ukoliko nisi dobar u bubanju na pamet ili ti se baš i neda, tada su za takve rezervirani šibanje i lanci.
I ne zaboravimo, sve je to za njihovo dobro! Jer kako bi inaće kasnije mogli znati kad treba nekoga zakopati do pasa(muškarce) ili do ramena(žene) te ih prikladno odabranim kamenom gađati u glavu ili koliko djevica ih dočekuje u raju ukoliko umru kao mučenici (čitaj: samorasprskavajuća kvazi-inteligentno-navođena improvizirana eksplozivna naprava spodoba).
Sep 03 2010
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Drowned
written for Two Fists, One Heart
Your love is like finger nails on a chalkboard
Your love is like throwing myself overboard
A breakdown on a motorway
A heart attack on Christmas day
Like scaling a cliff then falling off
Like trying not to cough
And I didn’t see this one coming, now I’m in too deep
I didn’t see this one coming, now I’m in too deep
I think I’ll just keep swimming down, down, down
There’s no point in trying to turn back now
I’m drowned
I’m drowned
Your love is like sand inside a bathing suit
Your love is a symphony with the sound on mute
A letter sent to the wrong address
Or red wine on a wedding dress
Like broken bones in my playing hand
Like trying to swallow sand
Cos I didn’t see this one coming, now I’m in too deep
I didn’t see this one coming, now I’m in too deep
I think I’ll just keep swimming down, down, down
There’s no point in trying to reach dry ground
I’m drowned
I’m drowned
Your love is like one last breath of salty air
Your love is like a map that leads to nowhere
A wine glass on a concrete floor
The overuse of metaphor
The straight ahead in a sideways glance
Like the misstep in a dance
Cos I didn’t see this one coming, now I’m in too deep
I didn’t see this one coming, now I’m in too deep
I think I’ll just keep swimming down
There’s no point in turning round
I’m drowned
I’m drowned
