Wednesday, June 21, 2006

A Drunk Guy With Seriously Impaired Vestibular Apparatus


Totally wasted dude trying to walk away from river bank. Taken by mobile during Exit Music Festival in 2005. Ironically, the moto of festival was "To Drink Or To Be" (in serbian:"Piti ili biti")! My friends that recorded this prescious happening laughed quite a bit.
Unfortunatelly, the neurological damage to this guy is a rather sad aspect of this comical performance.
Who am I kidding? I better drink one more beer right now.

Monday, June 19, 2006

Beer Log No. 1: Referer Messaging

Few days ago, I had a pleasant evening with my friends. We drank few beers, talked about some musical projects that they participate in and, of course, we talked a lot about web publishing and blogging. To my dissapointment, they had to leave earlier than I expected, so I had to finish some beers by myself.

Next morning, I checked statistics for one of my sites and discovered some funny keywords that were used for google query. Besides keywords that would normally return my site in SERP, there was also: OR my nickname OR drunk. I "replied" by performing google search on keywords that usually returns site of my friend who I held accountable for this joke in addition to this: OR "don't mess around with me!"

That was the beginning of our referer messaging! Although, I don't think that we'll do it anymore, because it's not that practical.

A Little Announcement

After I do some stuff for promoting my newborn blog, I shall concentrate on modifying its design to make it more visitor-friendly. Also, links and few other things need to be fixed. So check it soon again!

In the meantime, read these articles if they are of any interest to you! At this time, it is more pleasurable for me to write than to experiment with design, even though I am aware of the fact that some blog-crawling passerby could be easily repelled with current lack of authenticity that is most notably perceived through this generic layout.

Sunday, June 18, 2006

Sewage Philosophy

"Sewage philosophy" is, IMHO, perhaps the most adequate phrase to describe the vast majority of blog content on web (including this one, I suppose). I always despised blog as a way of self-expression. Reasons are numerous, but to put it simply: too many opinions with very little quallity. If this is truth, why do I even bother doing this - writing pointless articles that no one is going to read, let alone think further about them? I don't know. And I hate to try to figure that out. Especially because thinking about raison d'etre of blog has kept me away from blogging at all, apart from my initial doubts.

Also, I have managed to google out four results for "sewage philosophy" and I am very surprised that those terms stand together somewhere (the mere possibilty of such occurence seemed hillarious to me). One sentence from those pages says: "Let’s assume that the whole world adopted the sewage philosophy we have in the United States: defecate into water and then treat the polluted water." Well, I guess that the world HAS adopted that kind of philosophy. Just look arround (and read)!

Almost Sacriligious

Contemplating about change of my first post's title, I came to idea to replace the word "building" with "temple", thus reinforcing my narcissistic standpoint. But, than I realised that that would sound somewhat sacriligious, so I gave up on that.

What do you think: is phrase "Elvis has left the building" some wicked antithesis of "Jesus entered the temple"?

Halturg Skanser Has Entered The Building

Halturg Skanser was born. Halturg Skanser isn't dead yet (obviously, hence this blog). He is here to testify about some, on larger scale irrelevant, phenomena that he observed or participated in. Halturg is most likely drunk as a republican beaver - jedi - platypus - chicken-eating - meadow-gazing - post nookeelar (bushism for post nuclear) - breeze - whisperer, but, nevertheless, he is ready and willing, will-chilling, beer-spillling, authentic tooth filling for a centuries old skull of your long gone wish for paying attention to hard-chewable irrelevant things.

Unfortunatelly, my stomach started to hurt awfully right now, so I better stop writing...

And just to say that I am a father of omni-irrelevantism (this was supposed to be "irrelevantism", but I googled out that term, so I coined a new one). Find out what it is (if I ever write that groundbreaking culture's ass-moving highlight of all wisdom in almost zero volumes)!