Monthly Archive for February, 2005

The Year of Coffee

Here’s a great site for everyone to check out. You know how much I cherish my coffee, and over at Year of Coffee, a guy posts pictures of the coffee he’s drinking, and gathering from the title, it’s going to be an all-year round thing. I was made aware of that site through quite a funny podcast called The Tim and Tony Show. Now, the show is intended for mature listeners, but most of the time it’s just immature, crude banter. Which is perfect for me! Go check it out.

The Year of Coffee also accepts guest-cups, so I sent in the coffee-cup from my Photo Phriday section, and it was promptly displayed on the site. So go and explore that site NOW!

Helping moving

I helped a friend move today from one flat in Vienna to another. Three floors up and no elevator. Oh well, I needed my annual workout. The funny thing is, my friend’s girlfriend owns a cat which is able to open doors. And I don’t mean “open doors” like pushing it’s head through a gap, but “open doors” like pushing down the fucking door handle. Well, they had to lock the cat into the bathroom during the process of moving, and when it was safe for the cat to come out, I noticed that it liked stare downs. I’ve seen a lot of cats in my life, but I’ve never seen a cat which could do a stare down for such a long time. I still beat it though, it simply couldn’t stand my stylish stern stare (last three words added for stylistic purposes only).

London coverage - some

Here’s one funny anecdote from London: As I looked out the window of a pub in Carnaby Street, I saw the logo of a store called “Base London” (It’s that exact store. Praise the Internets. The red image is shot from almost the exact angle I saw the store from). It had something like an “O” in front of the name, and when I first looked at it, I thought it said “Obese London”. Incidentally, my sister thought the exact same thing. Now, neither one of us is obese, so obviously obesity is not something we associate with just about everything. I guess it’s simply a really bad logo. And I wonder why they haven’t changed it yet. Oh well, maybe it’s their marketing strategy.

Actually, an explanation has just come to my mind. It’s a shoe store, right? And I once heard that obese people really love shopping for shoes, because feet don’t tend to get fat. So if people associate the name of the store with obesity, they have to buy shoes in that store. Oh man, I’m a marketing genius.

Google Movie

Google yesterday introduced Google Movie, where it’s as easy as typing “movie:” and then any kind of information about the movie you have, to find out which movie it is or to see reviews and whatnot. Now, I like the International Movie Database in combination with Rotten Tomatoes, and in my eyes, these services do quite a good job, but let’s see how Google Movie performs. Maybe it’s another step to World Domination (has that phrase been copyrighted by Google yet?).

By the way, my girlfriend and I watched a movie called Envy two days ago. I thought it had funny parts, especially when Christopher Walken spoke with his strange accent. Turns out that on Rotten Tomatoes it had an average of 4% , and Cream of the Crop rating of 0%. That definitely was the worst rating for a movie I have ever watched. Which is strange though, because I remember watching a movie on TV featuring Sarah Michelle Gellar (Simply Irresistible), and it was the most tedious, boring, idiotic movie in the world. Strangely enough, on Rotten Tomatoes the ratings were average. Which is simply way off, and somehow I don’t know how to end this post. Oh, actually I do know how: Here are the Google Movie ratings for Envy and Simply Irresistible. And Envy still has a lower rating. Ach, screw them all.

Trashcans and Tate Modern

Alright, so here’s another installment of the long promised London coverage.
One thing I noticed in London is the mysterious absence of trashcans, or litterboxes as they may call it. Now, I didn’t get the impression that London is a very dirty city. At least not everywhere. But there are no trashcans. Even in underground stations, they urge you to take your trash with you! What the hell? But it obviously works quite well. It did work for me too, because I took my trash with me, but after clutching my empty coffee-cup for half an hour I was tempted to simply throw into the Thames. Luckily, on our way to the Tate Modern, I made a chance encounter with a trashcan, thus evading prosecution by the littering jurisdiction.

As I’ve mentioned already, we went to the Tate modern. I was quite impressed with the size of that whole building, so here’s a picture to prove it really is quite huge:

Tate modern turbine hall

But the most impressing thing was that I actually saw my most favourite sculpture in the world. Now, I’m not really a major art person, but I saw that sculpture in a book about Futurism years ago, and instantly liked it. I didn’t have a clue it was in the Tate, actually I thought I had read it had been destroyed (I later on realized that there were a few similar Boccioni sculptures which were destroyed, but they were made of plaster). It was quite a thing to see it right there in front of me. Touching it would have been even nicer, but hey, at least I was able to lick it. Haha, just kidding.




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