tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20822683745572128032011-11-28T04:06:46.861+02:00AND YOUR LIFE WILL FOLLOWAdi Posteucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00083618895624933707noreply@blogger.comBlogger164125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2082268374557212803.post-81194768197374313232011-11-02T17:20:00.001+02:002011-11-23T12:36:33.231+02:002011-11-23T12:36:33.231+02:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/O8fSc12SeSnp0S2iGo7vCfyCwIU/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/O8fSc12SeSnp0S2iGo7vCfyCwIU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/O8fSc12SeSnp0S2iGo7vCfyCwIU/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/O8fSc12SeSnp0S2iGo7vCfyCwIU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p>Ok,sa va povestesc, m-am apucat de acest proiect numit Realitate Augmentativa sau Realitate Aumentata sau in limba lui Robbie Williams - Augmented Reality.<br /> Am invatat de la captat programare, am visat coduri , visam noptea linii si modele, dar, pana la urma mi-a ieist.<br /> Sunt foarte mandru de cea ce pot face. Recunosc, mai am multe de invatat si cu o imaginatie ca a mea... acesta este doar inceputul :)<br /> Este un bussines pe care vreu sa il dezvolt pe partea de platforma de Augmented Reality<br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a00ab2b2142c12e6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"> <param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"> <param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"> <param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da00ab2b2142c12e6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329916304%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5CA91954D41F9127612292F2D8B15E09D9595CC9.6E70CBAB750159450FF4807F36482C6BE467CD3E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da00ab2b2142c12e6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAwYLCgTRnsBSnchMGGPZ4thfXXA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"> <embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da00ab2b2142c12e6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329916304%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5CA91954D41F9127612292F2D8B15E09D9595CC9.6E70CBAB750159450FF4807F36482C6BE467CD3E%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da00ab2b2142c12e6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAwYLCgTRnsBSnchMGGPZ4thfXXA&autoplay=0&ps=blogger" allowFullScreen="true" /></object> </div> Ca sa va fac pofta... l-am adus pe Wall-E in sufrageria mea .<br /> <br /> Sunt tot felul de lucruri care se pot face cu aceasta tehnologie.. si sunt gata sa o cresc.<br /> <br /> Acum astept provocarile din partea clientilor,&nbsp; este simplu.... comanda Augmented Reality aici:<br /> <a href="mailto:adrian.posteuca@gmail.com">adrian.posteuca@gmail.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2082268374557212803-8119476819737431323?l=adiposteuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/UZEQA/~4/fYiR92zgQwk" height="1" width="1"/>Adi Posteucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00083618895624933707noreply@blogger.com2http://adiposteuca.blogspot.com/2011/11/augmeted-reality-sau-realitate.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2082268374557212803.post-83759855096172071182011-10-10T13:36:00.002+03:002011-10-10T13:39:30.144+03:002011-10-10T13:39:30.144+03:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FDAE-pySG5YseJ0_lDv0Vtog87M/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FDAE-pySG5YseJ0_lDv0Vtog87M/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FDAE-pySG5YseJ0_lDv0Vtog87M/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FDAE-pySG5YseJ0_lDv0Vtog87M/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8ee5df19339d8038" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"> <param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"> <param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"> <param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8ee5df19339d8038%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329916304%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D322339DCC9182FCA9925E736A4E216DEAFF19CCE.75AA561C944E45CC25498CF58813ED86318FF7E0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8ee5df19339d8038%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRzEDq7kfzwLJ_N8o3rKDQ5x4SWY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"> <embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8ee5df19339d8038%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329916304%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D322339DCC9182FCA9925E736A4E216DEAFF19CCE.75AA561C944E45CC25498CF58813ED86318FF7E0%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8ee5df19339d8038%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRzEDq7kfzwLJ_N8o3rKDQ5x4SWY&autoplay=0&ps=blogger" allowFullScreen="true" /></object> <div><br /></div><div>Uite de ce m-am ocupat in lunile trecute.</div><div>Sper sa va placa si va promit ca voi deveni din ce in ce mai bun :)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2082268374557212803-8375985509617207118?l=adiposteuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/UZEQA/~4/zQRbnuF0ecM" height="1" width="1"/>Adi Posteucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00083618895624933707noreply@blogger.com0http://adiposteuca.blogspot.com/2011/10/realitate-augmentata.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2082268374557212803.post-10450126575534834572011-07-14T14:11:00.006+03:002011-07-15T12:11:47.040+03:002011-07-15T12:11:47.040+03:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/w7xT0d7bJ6tE42SWLQiB6nryeXc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/w7xT0d7bJ6tE42SWLQiB6nryeXc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/w7xT0d7bJ6tE42SWLQiB6nryeXc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/w7xT0d7bJ6tE42SWLQiB6nryeXc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p>Nu stiu de ce, pe de o parte castigam premii in publicitate, pe cealalta parte facem reclame stupide in care se investesc zeci de mii de euro.<div><br /></div><div>Vorbesc despre noua reclama facuta de Pepsi cu INNA.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/L3KvUG6WiQw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><br /><div><br /></div></div><div>O reclama foarte prost facuta (punct); Fara un pic de imaginatie (punct).</div><div><br /></div><div>Se anunta cu surle si trambinte asocierea imaginii Pepsi cu Inna. Cum Inna este un prsonaj cunoscut in Romania si Europa egal, lovitura de imagine. Ne asteptam la un spot care sa ne lase cu gura cascata... dar nimic.</div><div><br /></div><div>Un spot stupid, cu Inna in fata fantanii de la Universitate, fara nicio mare organizare. Ne-am intors in timp cu 30 de ani, pe vremea cu "pepsi la litru"</div><div><br /></div><div>Si acum sincer, nu stiu ce e cu vocea ei, cum e canta.... dar in reclama, Inna are o voce sparta, nazala... care chiar ma deranjeaza.</div><div><br /></div><div>Nu integ, cum in 2011 cineva se mai lauda cu o asemnea reclama.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2082268374557212803-1045012657553483457?l=adiposteuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/UZEQA/~4/_JyLT0oY63w" height="1" width="1"/>Adi Posteucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00083618895624933707noreply@blogger.com3http://adiposteuca.blogspot.com/2011/07/reclama-pepsiinna-dezastru.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2082268374557212803.post-2639143606330687592011-07-11T15:02:00.007+03:002011-07-12T13:02:21.708+03:002011-07-12T13:02:21.708+03:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SSQX0lEyJwmJ8KSBV26tilH_Kl4/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SSQX0lEyJwmJ8KSBV26tilH_Kl4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SSQX0lEyJwmJ8KSBV26tilH_Kl4/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SSQX0lEyJwmJ8KSBV26tilH_Kl4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PZxbCrl-P_Q/ThrrOD_UljI/AAAAAAAAALQ/B_tUeofWlA4/s1600/272220_10150252535642945_581482944_7562868_2281029_o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PZxbCrl-P_Q/ThrrOD_UljI/AAAAAAAAALQ/B_tUeofWlA4/s320/272220_10150252535642945_581482944_7562868_2281029_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628069311174448690" /></a> <span class="Apple-style-span"> Foto: <a href="http://www.floringhioca.ro/">Florin Ghioca </a> </span> <div><br />Imaginaza-te , pe scena , in fata a 50.000 de persoane...ti se taie rasuflarea, nu?<div><br /></div><div>Dar.. cum e sa tai, tu, rasuflarea a 50.000 de persoane...?</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Asta a facut Jon... Jon Bonjovi, ca despre el este vorba, la Bucuresti, ne-a taiat rasuflarea chiar si dupa 30 de ani de asteptare...</div><div>Ma bucur ca am fost acolo, ca l-am ascultat, ca l-am asteptat. Chiar daca nu mai e la prima tinerete Jon stie sa se joce cu publicul, stie cadn sa oboseasca, stie cum sa rada, stie cum sa ne faca mandrim ca avenit aici.</div><div><br /></div><div>BonJovi a facut spectacol... si nu vorbesc doar de el. Trupa a facut spctacol, asa cum americanii l-au inventat.. muzica, culoare divertisment.</div><div><br /></div><div>Noi , romanii, ne-am simtit bine ascultand piese precum " Always","Dead or alive" ,"Livin` on a prayer".... iar el John s-a gandit sa se simta bine cantandu-ne Beatles...si asa am fost cu totii castigati cu 3 ore de spectacol.</div><div><br /></div><div>Si sa termin precum Jon...</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></i></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span">I've seen a million faces and I've rock them all</span></i></b></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2082268374557212803-263914360633068759?l=adiposteuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/UZEQA/~4/hnZHQ_8AKws" height="1" width="1"/>Adi Posteucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00083618895624933707noreply@blogger.com0http://adiposteuca.blogspot.com/2011/07/bon-jovi-ive-rock-them-all-bucuresti.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2082268374557212803.post-43692001116071996482011-06-28T16:51:00.002+03:002011-06-28T16:55:06.729+03:002011-06-28T16:55:06.729+03:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fUQ71CF-C-IkJv8GJplc-J9YTNE/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fUQ71CF-C-IkJv8GJplc-J9YTNE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fUQ71CF-C-IkJv8GJplc-J9YTNE/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fUQ71CF-C-IkJv8GJplc-J9YTNE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div><br /></div>Asa incepe orice poveste...<div>Asa incepe orice tablou...</div><div>Asa incepe orice imaginatie...</div><div>Asa incepe tot...</div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gpdBwzu-L_E/TgncmgYUtgI/AAAAAAAAALI/ReNvGOjyFIM/s1600/alb.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gpdBwzu-L_E/TgncmgYUtgI/AAAAAAAAALI/ReNvGOjyFIM/s320/alb.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623268163833869826" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2082268374557212803-4369200111607199648?l=adiposteuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/UZEQA/~4/rNbKP8Eb0BI" height="1" width="1"/>Adi Posteucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00083618895624933707noreply@blogger.com0http://adiposteuca.blogspot.com/2011/06/asa-incepe.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2082268374557212803.post-12644671339576517712011-06-21T16:09:00.001+03:002011-06-21T18:18:09.947+03:002011-06-21T18:18:09.947+03:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0J5cqTLXwtO48DGnn0UPGnqMZTA/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0J5cqTLXwtO48DGnn0UPGnqMZTA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0J5cqTLXwtO48DGnn0UPGnqMZTA/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0J5cqTLXwtO48DGnn0UPGnqMZTA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-1536092868250740186" style="width: 530px; line-height: 1.4; ">Intr-o plimbare prin cartierul Dorodanti in zona de fitze si fetitze, am auzit o domnisoara care ofta cu foc:<div><br /></div><div>"Vai, ma dor asa de tare picioarele ca nu pot sa gandesc!"</div><div><br /></div><div>Si... o tot dureau picioarele</div><div><br /></div></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2082268374557212803-1264467133957651771?l=adiposteuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/UZEQA/~4/eXsUj8uE7Sk" height="1" width="1"/>Adi Posteucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00083618895624933707noreply@blogger.com0http://adiposteuca.blogspot.com/2011/06/unde-nu-s-picioare.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2082268374557212803.post-90188878054339884042011-06-03T17:49:00.003+03:002011-06-03T18:29:57.849+03:002011-06-03T18:29:57.849+03:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2Zl3FC9Ms7MhPdwS50nIsBIqrJc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2Zl3FC9Ms7MhPdwS50nIsBIqrJc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2Zl3FC9Ms7MhPdwS50nIsBIqrJc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2Zl3FC9Ms7MhPdwS50nIsBIqrJc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Esti... dependent de Facebook?<div>Hmmm.... raspunde sincer....</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C27oMVgK75s/Tej9TcPijZI/AAAAAAAAALA/F_RmJJcHntU/s400/fab.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 194px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614015445958036882" /></div><div><br /></div><div>De ce stam pe Facebook?</div><div>Ne place sa aflam despre ceilalti... ce fac... cum sunt... cu ce se lauda?</div><div>Ne place sa privim in curtea altora... uneori cu invidie... unori cu placere... unori cu nostalgie!</div><div>FaceBook e o parte din viata... e ca tabloul tau zilnic de ce faci.. ce gandesti?</div><div><br /></div><div>Ai muzica ai in minte... ai muzica pe FaceBook...</div><div>Ai amintiri din weekendul trecut sau din vacanta... sunt pe FaceBook</div><div>Ai prieteni vechi... ii gasesti pe FaceBook</div><div>Ai ceva in minte... spui pe FaceBook</div><div><br /></div><div>Este stramosul Oracolului ce trecea din mana in mana prin clasa generala!... numai ca acum ne gandim la copaci.. si o facem Digital!</div><div><br /></div><div>Am prieteni care nu sunt pe aceasta retea de socializare si se bucura. Se bucura ca nu exista! Daca nu esti pe FB ... nu existi, nu ai IP, nu ai amintiri, nu ai prieteni virtuali, nu ai ferma sau insula... NU EXISTI!</div><div><br /></div><div>Altii exista... exista.. orice pe FaceBook...parfumuri, haine, mobila, reviste. Totul exista acum pe acolo.... cu tine in contact Cursuri de dans, fotografie, muzica... viata... al un LIKE departare!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Toti afla despre tine, si tu afli despre oricine!</div><div><br /></div><div>Asa ca de ce FaceBook-uiesti?</div><div>Sa existi virtual....</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2082268374557212803-9018887805433988404?l=adiposteuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/UZEQA/~4/WffL7un06xk" height="1" width="1"/>Adi Posteucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00083618895624933707noreply@blogger.com0http://adiposteuca.blogspot.com/2011/06/why-do-you-facebook.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2082268374557212803.post-48647516918775270452011-05-05T16:39:00.003+03:002011-05-05T16:44:36.710+03:002011-05-05T16:44:36.710+03:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Okdu1HU1b51ZjtEm2KRPQefrTU0/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Okdu1HU1b51ZjtEm2KRPQefrTU0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Okdu1HU1b51ZjtEm2KRPQefrTU0/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Okdu1HU1b51ZjtEm2KRPQefrTU0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Ma1A4HCgbA/TcKpuRkwL_I/AAAAAAAAAK0/FNLrPh1w9R0/s1600/london.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 197px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603227498858950642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Ma1A4HCgbA/TcKpuRkwL_I/AAAAAAAAAK0/FNLrPh1w9R0/s400/london.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Daca peste tot in jurul tau ploua...imagineaza-ti ca esti in Londra!</strong></span><br /><br /><br /><em>(Cugetari despre ploaie</em>)<br /><br /><br />PS: E deja mai bine, nu?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2082268374557212803-4864751691877527045?l=adiposteuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/UZEQA/~4/Pqxs-4_x1Ck" height="1" width="1"/>Adi Posteucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00083618895624933707noreply@blogger.com0http://adiposteuca.blogspot.com/2011/05/gandire-pozitiva.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2082268374557212803.post-80000992230915157052011-05-02T12:10:00.002+03:002011-05-02T12:19:33.336+03:002011-05-02T12:19:33.336+03:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JX23noD4664ds9Hi_nyNEIy6_lU/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JX23noD4664ds9Hi_nyNEIy6_lU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JX23noD4664ds9Hi_nyNEIy6_lU/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JX23noD4664ds9Hi_nyNEIy6_lU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p>Eu intr-o cabina de proba, la un magazin de costume. O famile de tzigani (florarese si spoitori) cautau costum pentru puradelul lor, eveniment Nunta.<div><br /></div><div>Vanzatoare:</div><div>- Acest costum este foarte frumos, dupa eveniment, se poate purta si separat. Pantalonii cu o camasa, iar sacoul se poate asorta cu o pereche de jeansi.</div><div><br /></div><div>Mama:</div><div>- Haoleeoo, don`soara cum sa poarte cu blugi... are numai "trelinguri"... cu aia nu se poate purta sacoul?</div><div><br /></div><div>NO COMMENT</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2082268374557212803-8000099223091515705?l=adiposteuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/UZEQA/~4/-uZ9CLMzHpw" height="1" width="1"/>Adi Posteucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00083618895624933707noreply@blogger.com0http://adiposteuca.blogspot.com/2011/05/overheard.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2082268374557212803.post-36028925698125691352011-04-27T13:37:00.002+03:002011-04-27T15:07:30.524+03:002011-04-27T15:07:30.524+03:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/04TM-GYaeBVGQTTb0A_rx-NzxHo/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/04TM-GYaeBVGQTTb0A_rx-NzxHo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/04TM-GYaeBVGQTTb0A_rx-NzxHo/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/04TM-GYaeBVGQTTb0A_rx-NzxHo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p>E la moda... sa vorbesti de ROMANII AU TALENT. <div><br /></div><div>Si la moda e sa contesti...! Adrian Tutu e castigatorul publicului dar nu si al showbizului! </div><div>Dar nu e vina lui... Nu el s-a ales... nu el s-a votat... el nu a dat in cap nimanui. El si-a jucat cartea!</div><div><br /></div><div>Suntem ipocriti sa il judecam pe el. Corect ar fi ca presa sa judece nivelul la care a a dus publicul. Cantaretii sa judece nivelul propriilor compozitii facute doar pentru a castiga cat mai mult public.</div><div>Adrian e negustor cinstit... a cantat ce a avut de cantat... altii l-au votat.</div><div><br /></div><div>Nici mie nu mi se pare cel mai talentat,... dar este cel care a stiut sa "pacaleasca" cel mai bine publicul. Ei u apasat pe butoanele telefonului si el a castigat. </div><div><br /></div><div>De ce a castigat? Pentru ca ne plac telenovelele, ne plac povestile cu happy-end, pentru ca noi ca balcanici, judecam mereu mai mult decat suntem pusi sa judecam. Nu judecam talentul, judecam omul ci judecam palmanii lipsa, judecam problemele familiei... judecam povestile.</div><div><br /></div><div>Adrian felicitari! Nu e vina ta... este si a fost sansa ta!</div><div><br /></div><div>Nu-l judecati pe Adrian...judecati-va pe voi!</div><div> </div><div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2082268374557212803-3602892569812569135?l=adiposteuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/UZEQA/~4/gnegEC8fbyY" height="1" width="1"/>Adi Posteucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00083618895624933707noreply@blogger.com0http://adiposteuca.blogspot.com/2011/04/povestea-talentului.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2082268374557212803.post-30275964609739882502011-04-23T13:00:00.000+03:002011-04-23T13:21:06.099+03:002011-04-23T13:21:06.099+03:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tRO-JHGbm-YcKMhMm_TMQQqfPXo/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tRO-JHGbm-YcKMhMm_TMQQqfPXo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tRO-JHGbm-YcKMhMm_TMQQqfPXo/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tRO-JHGbm-YcKMhMm_TMQQqfPXo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YEmdhTpaD24/TbKn16NnwYI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Ic66JcUXmik/s1600/easter%2Bbunny1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YEmdhTpaD24/TbKn16NnwYI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Ic66JcUXmik/s400/easter%2Bbunny1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598721831376241026" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2082268374557212803-3027596460973988250?l=adiposteuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/UZEQA/~4/tv4hXuWsyLE" height="1" width="1"/>Adi Posteucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00083618895624933707noreply@blogger.com0http://adiposteuca.blogspot.com/2011/04/got-milk-sorry-eggs.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2082268374557212803.post-87039638077567933902011-04-21T20:19:00.005+03:002011-04-21T20:47:29.638+03:002011-04-21T20:47:29.638+03:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yOcZVYTlQHgZlYsA9ocPAsOKWZI/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yOcZVYTlQHgZlYsA9ocPAsOKWZI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yOcZVYTlQHgZlYsA9ocPAsOKWZI/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yOcZVYTlQHgZlYsA9ocPAsOKWZI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p>Le-am dat o sansa din start tuturor. Sunt deschis la minte si la suflet. Nu le impun oamenilor sa imi zambeasca. Nu e o conditie de interactiune. Eu o consider mai mult o conditie de sinceritate. Oamenii sinceri iti zambesc.<br /><br />De multe ori inspatele unui figuri "nezambitoare" se ascund frustrari, frustrari mult prea mari pentru a fi pastrate in interior. Zambetul pentru unii e un semn de slabiciune, iar slabiciunea pentru ei este o frustrare.<br /><br />Am invatat sigur, lovindu-ma de fetze imobile, ca nu e bine sa crezi, sa iti faci prieteni, sa iti pui sperante, sa te astepti la mai mult, sa interactionezi ... cu/de la cei ce nu zambesc.<br /><br />Mai devreme sau mai tarziu... nu iti vor zambi niciodata. Iar zambetul (din punctul meu de vedere) este cea mai intensa si sincera interactiune sociala...<br /><br />O poti lua ca un sfat... ca o pilda.. ca un aforism... sau "Posteucism"... oricum i-ai spune, tine cont de el.<br /><br />Toti oamenii rad, dar numai cei BUNI iti si zambesc.<br /><br />Sper sa imi para rau ca m-am inselat... dar pana acum...niciodata nu am regretat ca am spus asta<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2082268374557212803-8703963807756793390?l=adiposteuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/UZEQA/~4/-lVXZdt9lno" height="1" width="1"/>Adi Posteucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00083618895624933707noreply@blogger.com0http://adiposteuca.blogspot.com/2011/04/sa-nu-te-imprietenesti-nicodata-cu-cei.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2082268374557212803.post-13602600517833239492011-02-02T16:59:00.002+02:002011-02-02T17:06:48.371+02:002011-02-02T17:06:48.371+02:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/O2ymEqrTYt6sXsPTNy663Fksfi8/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/O2ymEqrTYt6sXsPTNy663Fksfi8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/O2ymEqrTYt6sXsPTNy663Fksfi8/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/O2ymEqrTYt6sXsPTNy663Fksfi8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><span class="Apple-style-span" >Sunt iar, pregatit sa scriu, ... </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Am lasat sa treaca ceva vreme peste cuvinte... peste idei si acum </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >....sunt iar pregatit sa scriu.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Pentru Mine... Pentru Voi, Pentru.... cine ( opusul lui <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ySuvLlbaL4">Dracu</a>`) citeste acest blog!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Apropos... cine mai citeste... nici eu nu mai citesc pe aici... </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Dar...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >M-am hotarat... Acum am de scris... De spus... De lasat imaginatia sa zburde.... asa ca...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >ELVIS is in the Building!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >CHIPINTACI</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2082268374557212803-1360260051783323949?l=adiposteuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/UZEQA/~4/gLbdoo1fNz0" height="1" width="1"/>Adi Posteucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00083618895624933707noreply@blogger.com1http://adiposteuca.blogspot.com/2011/02/hello-elvis-is-in-building.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2082268374557212803.post-72990535632737079612010-03-01T00:28:00.002+02:002010-03-01T01:07:36.142+02:002010-03-01T01:07:36.142+02:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bJVdQOLZT0MPeH--xOgbFpsKhkc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bJVdQOLZT0MPeH--xOgbFpsKhkc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bJVdQOLZT0MPeH--xOgbFpsKhkc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bJVdQOLZT0MPeH--xOgbFpsKhkc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p>Am revenit...pe blog<div>Am revenit...de la teatru! </div><div><br /></div><div>Am avut cele 5 minute miraculoase la Odeon. Cel 5 minute pe care Peca le-a dilatat in 90. Un miracol trait in Piatra Neamt povestit prin ochii Anei Margineanu. Un spectacol despre cei care cred in minuni se bazeaza pe el si... rad de ele. </div><div>Ciudat, nu, dar scena a fost un fel de viata de provincie.... iar viata o scena. Nimic anormal, totul miraculos... nimic necunoscut dar totul exagerat cat trebuie sa vezi. </div><div><br /></div><div><b>"5 minute miraculoase in Piatra Neamt"</b> o piesa care trebuie traita... o simti cum curge si totul e parca acolo pe scena cu tine.</div><div>Muzica, umor, recalme... si un iz de miracol. (Moment publicitar Forever Yang)</div><div><br /></div><div>Actori tineri, oameni care traiesc ce spun si povestesc totul natural. Supranaturalul este lasat pe mana Anei Margineanu(regizoarea) ... miraculos de inventiva.</div><div><br /></div><div>Si cum Peca iubeste muzica... nu lipseste un moment de musical asa ca pe Broadway.</div><div><br /></div><div>O piesa de teatru de la care pleci cu gandul ca ai mai vrea sa mai simti inca o data cele 5 minute miraculoase.</div><div><br /></div><div>Ma bucur ca il cunosc pe Peca sau Peca Stefan (cum ii placea sa i se spuna). Ma bucur ca undeva, candva in viata am jucat si eu in peisele lui si ne-am distrat pe scena impreuna.</div><div><br /></div><div>Stefan felicitari! Ma inclin !</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2082268374557212803-7299053563273707961?l=adiposteuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/UZEQA/~4/bLfcU6GNsdE" height="1" width="1"/>Adi Posteucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00083618895624933707noreply@blogger.com3http://adiposteuca.blogspot.com/2010/03/cele-5-minute-miraculoase-ale-lui-peca.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2082268374557212803.post-12474431006545986372010-02-01T20:07:00.003+02:002010-02-01T20:12:33.043+02:002010-02-01T20:12:33.043+02:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bMPd6P52vI1aR0Lyci262s_z5_U/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bMPd6P52vI1aR0Lyci262s_z5_U/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bMPd6P52vI1aR0Lyci262s_z5_U/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bMPd6P52vI1aR0Lyci262s_z5_U/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><span style="font-size:130%;">"As John and Paul said...."<br />"Who the apostles !?"<br />"...no, no... the Beatles!... <span style="font-weight: bold;">ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE</span>! "</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2082268374557212803-1247443100654598637?l=adiposteuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/UZEQA/~4/so_w-I-A3nk" height="1" width="1"/>Adi Posteucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00083618895624933707noreply@blogger.com0http://adiposteuca.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2082268374557212803.post-33603942036851790352010-01-24T14:17:00.003+02:002010-01-24T14:44:37.970+02:002010-01-24T14:44:37.970+02:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7XVc15PVc9d2ff-s06bKIqOxyqs/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7XVc15PVc9d2ff-s06bKIqOxyqs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7XVc15PVc9d2ff-s06bKIqOxyqs/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7XVc15PVc9d2ff-s06bKIqOxyqs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p>IF...<br /><br />o luna: luna ciresilor infloriti<br /><br />o zi a saptamanii:hmmm... friday I am in love or... easy like sunday morning<br /><br />o parte a zilei: crepuscul... cand se vad cele mai minunate lumii<br /><br />o directie: ... acum... nu stiu....<br /><br />o planeta: planeta Micului print!<br /><br />un film: Un bertoluci cu unghiuri de Kubrik, cu personaje de Scorsesse, cu secvente de Guy Ritchie, si actiune de tarantino...<br /><br />un lichid: vin ros ce pateaza buzele<br /><br />o piatra: slefuita de apa<br /><br />un tip de vreme: vreme calda siciliana sau cubaneza<br /><br />un instrument muzical: ...:)) o chitara rece<br /><br />o emotie: fluturii din stomac<br /><br />un sunet: La minor... pe corzile unei chitari reci<br /><br />un element: adiere de vant . se pune?<br /><br />un cantec: un concert unnplugged de chitara<br /><br />o carte: o carte ce te face sa te gandesti cu ambetul pe buze<br /><br />un scriitor: unul care te face sa simti mai mult decat poti vedea, unul care vede detaliile<br /><br />un personaj de fictiune: EU<br /><br />un oras: .. decaomdata.. BARCELONA<br /><br />o aroma: portocale rosii<br /><br />o culoare: .. ehh si tu.. VREDE<br /><br />un material: ...matase<br /><br />un cuvant: MESMERIZAT<br /><br />o parte a corpului: pot doua, pot doua.. te rog? MINILE SI OCHII<br /><br />o expresie a fetei: Un zambet optimist din suflet<br /><br />un personaj de desene animate: BUNNY.. BUGS BUNNY<br /><br />o forma geometrica: spirala<br /><br />un numar: 74<br /><br />un mijloc de transport: un double deker<br /><br />o haina: tricoul tau preferat<br /><br />Merci <a href="http://xaleandra.blogspot.com/">Alexandra</a>... mi-a luat ceva vreme sa ma descifrez<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2082268374557212803-3360394203685179035?l=adiposteuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/UZEQA/~4/pXOZdLxYZGs" height="1" width="1"/>Adi Posteucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00083618895624933707noreply@blogger.com1http://adiposteuca.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-luna-luna-ciresilor-infloriti-o-zi.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2082268374557212803.post-23911074087152686952010-01-19T23:16:00.003+02:002010-01-19T23:51:48.549+02:002010-01-19T23:51:48.549+02:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6phv19dW0oZ-GOZX2PciIt4un7U/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6phv19dW0oZ-GOZX2PciIt4un7U/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6phv19dW0oZ-GOZX2PciIt4un7U/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6phv19dW0oZ-GOZX2PciIt4un7U/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p>Exista o zi... ca azi.. cand cazi. Cazi jos... foarte jos apoape sub pamant.<br />Exista o zi cand totul se destrama, cant tot ce ai construit in mintea ta, tot ce ai visat se naruie.<br />Nu mai ai nimic. Nici macar tu pe tine pentru ca esti gol, pentru ca esti lipsit de puncte, lipsit de linii, pipsit de culori, lipsit de tine.<br /><br />Azi a fost ziua F_tuta a lui Adian. Nimic mai putin, totul mai mult. Incepe usoar fara sa iti dai seama pierzi usor increderea in tine, pierzi usor lumea. iti vine sa pleci, ramai pentru ca inca iti ramne urma in noroi. Stai. Dar cu un gust amar si cu o privire de sictir fata de cei din jur.<br />Apoi totul decurge calm... chiar lucrurile par sa se schimbe usor... e o zi ciudata dar nu F_tuta...sint de astea mereu. <br />Lucrurile se schimba in bine auzi pe cineva de care iti e foarte drag... si te face sa zambesti din sufelt. Simti deja ca esti un pic sus... o bataie de aripi in plus de pamant.<br />Si cum de multe ori viata e nedreapta... de acolo de sus incepe caderea... in cercuri concentrice, in spirala. Cu zambetul pe buze. Se darama totul vise, sperante, maine, ieri, azi..<br />Si incerci sa pastrezi zambetul si o mica speranta... Esti jos... si stii gustul pamantului. Zambesti privind-o drept in ochi. Stie ca esti jos... si iti zambeste inapoi.<br /><br />si cum totul se termina apoteotic... de jos nu mai poti ajunge nicaieri... decat mai jos.. cazi si mai jos. Nimic ... nu mai e al tau.<br /><br />Totul se destrama... si ai vrea sa nu fi tu... de fapt nu esti tu.Nu mai sti nimic... nimic din ce iubeai nu mai e.. nimic din ce creai nu mai e, niciun vis , nicio culoare, nicio muzica...Broken<br /><br />As vrea sa fug... de mine...sa fug departe... sa ma pierd... Sa stau in picioare... sa imi pastrez unele vise.. sa imi pastrez ce e frumos<br /><br />As vrea sa fug... dar iti zambesc<br /><br />Ce zi e azi.. ziua f_tuta a lui Adian<br /><br />As mai scrie multe.. dar nu intelege nimeni.. nici chiar eu....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2082268374557212803-2391107408715268695?l=adiposteuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/UZEQA/~4/S1Kot8IRUFQ" height="1" width="1"/>Adi Posteucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00083618895624933707noreply@blogger.com1http://adiposteuca.blogspot.com/2010/01/ziua-ftuta-lui-adrian.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2082268374557212803.post-9107694397515601972010-01-19T10:57:00.001+02:002010-01-19T10:57:54.281+02:002010-01-19T10:57:54.281+02:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fdErJSBs5mPFSBc_0I2ovidjn9g/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fdErJSBs5mPFSBc_0I2ovidjn9g/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fdErJSBs5mPFSBc_0I2ovidjn9g/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fdErJSBs5mPFSBc_0I2ovidjn9g/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2082268374557212803-910769439751560197?l=adiposteuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/UZEQA/~4/AM28pga4rTM" height="1" width="1"/>Adi Posteucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00083618895624933707noreply@blogger.com0http://adiposteuca.blogspot.com/2010/01/fuck-them.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2082268374557212803.post-6977862975674259262010-01-14T18:05:00.001+02:002010-01-14T18:06:52.112+02:002010-01-14T18:06:52.112+02:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0dcuNa2mvNZs-oRBk5Tt8hS46uw/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0dcuNa2mvNZs-oRBk5Tt8hS46uw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0dcuNa2mvNZs-oRBk5Tt8hS46uw/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0dcuNa2mvNZs-oRBk5Tt8hS46uw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b0Xs1TGOrLs&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b0Xs1TGOrLs&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2082268374557212803-697786297567425926?l=adiposteuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/UZEQA/~4/c7i9J2o6CQY" height="1" width="1"/>Adi Posteucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00083618895624933707noreply@blogger.com0http://adiposteuca.blogspot.com/2010/01/smth-2-sing-2-u.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2082268374557212803.post-81117620154468431372010-01-14T01:41:00.002+02:002010-01-14T01:55:18.622+02:002010-01-14T01:55:18.622+02:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xSTgpvISZRa2LuYAuHYbpCigMbc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xSTgpvISZRa2LuYAuHYbpCigMbc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xSTgpvISZRa2LuYAuHYbpCigMbc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xSTgpvISZRa2LuYAuHYbpCigMbc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p>se apropie de ora 2.. si nu pot sa dorm.<br />Ceva din mine nu ma lasa sa dorm... o parte din mine sufera... incet .. surd... fara ca dar dureros.<br />Si eu sunt vinovat de durere... sunt impartit.. sunt pierdut pe un taram pe care nu ii stiu cararea.<br /><br />Nu pot sa uit stari, oamnei, atingeri, mirosuri... sentimente, culori. Sunt mai bun acum datorita lor, sunt plin astazi din "vina" lor, visez cu ochii deschisi datorita ei.<br />Nu pot sa las acum, cand sufera, cand doare, undeva departe, undeva in alta lumea, undeva in alt timp... pierdut de mine de pe cadranul ceasului.<br /><br />Sunt atat de plin de ea.. incat 7000 de ani i-ar trebui sa ma scurg de tot.<br />Viata e complicata? Afala ca si eu!<br />Tu esti complicata? Afla ca in complicarea ta... esti tu.. altfel pentru mine.<br />Nu pot fi complicat fara tine!<br /><br />Te doare? stiu! ce te doare? nu stiu! si am doare pe mine.<br /><br />as vrea sa te pot fura din lumea asta.. sa uit de durere... de noi.. sa ne plicitsim impreuna!<br />Alege tu locul Barcelona, Dublin, Londra, Buthan, Africa centrala... CUBA.<br /><br />Te doare si ma doare.. este imposibil sa nu... deja nu mai depide de mine nici de tine... cineva a legat candva... doua stele...<br /><br />Sunt praf de stele.. pentru ca tu esti cioburi... si nu pot fi alt fel<br /><br />Sa nu crezi in minuni... Bazaza-te pe ele!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2082268374557212803-8111762015446843137?l=adiposteuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/UZEQA/~4/5h0vBMDilrM" height="1" width="1"/>Adi Posteucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00083618895624933707noreply@blogger.com0http://adiposteuca.blogspot.com/2010/01/si-nu-pot-fi-altfel.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2082268374557212803.post-71942391792638286932010-01-12T00:06:00.003+02:002010-01-12T00:25:18.434+02:002010-01-12T00:25:18.434+02:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EmhASmlXZehOhlOi3Nru5YzoUU4/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EmhASmlXZehOhlOi3Nru5YzoUU4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EmhASmlXZehOhlOi3Nru5YzoUU4/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EmhASmlXZehOhlOi3Nru5YzoUU4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p>M-am apucat sa scriu.. era ieri... m-am oprit... am sters.. am baut o gura din vinul rosu si am scris iar...<br />Camera goala, o pereeche de jeansi sta aruncata pe pat, doua chitare stau imbratisate intr-un colt langa canapeaua portocalie.<br /><br />Ma opresc... vad ca <a href="http://tudorchirila.blogspot.com/">Tudor Chirila</a> a postat ceva. Ma opresc...am de gand sa citesc.<br /><br />E deja maine... de fapt e azi... de fapt va fi ieri... cand vei citi...<br /><br />Am ramas mut... mut de frumusete... mut de placere... MUT. E prea frumos sa nu impart si cu voi. Imi plac detaliile.. si asta ma face sa iubesc arta, filmul, fotografia. M-as pierde in detalii si asta face ceea ce veti vedea<br /><br /><object width="400" height="225"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=7809605&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=&amp;fullscreen=1"><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=7809605&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=&amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/7809605">The Third &amp; The Seventh</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user1337612">Alex Roman</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.</p><p><br /></p><p>Ai rabdare.. savureaza feicare secunda.. fiecare cadru... fiecare culoare... fiecare detaliu. Nu inchide repede, ai rabdare, e ca o partida de sex...fiecare atingere conteaza iar finalul te lasa satisfacut de ceea ce ai vazut.</p><p><br /></p><p>Inca o gura din paharul de vin... e deja maine... sau e chiar azi... Ier vroiam sa scriu de camera goala... lipseste ceva</p><p>Nu imi mplace lipsa acelui lucru. Nu imi place muzica singuratatii... dar stiu ca acolo undeva exista un perete de care se loveste si se intorce la mine.. acolo undeva exista.<br /></p><p>melancolic? poate</p><p>nebun? cu siguranta</p><p>indragostit? mereu</p><p>Acum imi trece perin minte un lucru....<br /></p><p>am nevoie de ceva pana atunci, sa o ma simt mai aproape:<br /></p><p>un BONSAI sau un pestisor PORTOCALIU (golden fish)</p><p><br /></p><p>Oare exista o zana buna? ( daca da... daca nu exista MASTERCARD :) )<br /></p><p>PS: de ce pop-post.. pentru ca la fel ca si in Pop-art am pus putin din toate... ca o amestecatura asa sunt eu acum</p><p>I AM POPART!<br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2082268374557212803-7194239179263828693?l=adiposteuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/UZEQA/~4/mi9ifWwShFk" height="1" width="1"/>Adi Posteucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00083618895624933707noreply@blogger.com4http://adiposteuca.blogspot.com/2010/01/1101-spre-1201-popart-post.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2082268374557212803.post-84766021734952279432010-01-09T02:22:00.002+02:002010-01-09T02:32:45.655+02:002010-01-09T02:32:45.655+02:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/A48FWKbOPWzE0s3resgfJom32Ds/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/A48FWKbOPWzE0s3resgfJom32Ds/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/A48FWKbOPWzE0s3resgfJom32Ds/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/A48FWKbOPWzE0s3resgfJom32Ds/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p>Uneori... te inteleg.. iti inteleg linistea... iti inteleg raceala<br />Alteori .. NU<br />Uneori... inteleg de ce.... si de ce nu<br />Alteori NU<br />Uneori ... inteleg ca ai nevoie de timp si spatiu<br />Alteori NU... si ma cert cu Einstein<br />Uneori intelg totul.. tot ce simti pentru mine<br />Alteori NU ... si trebuie sa imi explici<br />Unoeri intelg totul doar din tacere si din nimic<br />Alteori NU.. am nevoie sa imi spui<br />Uneori te iubesc foarte mult<br />Alteori NU ... stiu cat de mult te pot iubi<br />Uneori inteleg....<br />Alteori... imi e foarte dor de tine<br />Uneori nu sunt eu<br />Alteori sunt TU<br />Uneori tot ce fac ma gandesc la tine si nu stiu daca e bine<br />Alteori... imi e bine ca ma gandesc la tine<br />Uneori Te IUBESC<br />Alteori Te Iubesc si mai mult!<br /><br />Uneori stii... alteori... uiti ! L<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2082268374557212803-8476602173495227943?l=adiposteuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/UZEQA/~4/RdS3w4Z-HOM" height="1" width="1"/>Adi Posteucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00083618895624933707noreply@blogger.com0http://adiposteuca.blogspot.com/2010/01/uneori.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2082268374557212803.post-74178103400445240682010-01-08T16:16:00.002+02:002010-01-08T16:31:19.468+02:002010-01-08T16:31:19.468+02:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EtSN5b8Fw-OP41G6sTXP2yrgI3M/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EtSN5b8Fw-OP41G6sTXP2yrgI3M/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EtSN5b8Fw-OP41G6sTXP2yrgI3M/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EtSN5b8Fw-OP41G6sTXP2yrgI3M/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HssimLHeek/S0dBp6T7vAI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ogNfZNs1iWQ/s1600-h/bugs-bunny-forever.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HssimLHeek/S0dBp6T7vAI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ogNfZNs1iWQ/s400/bugs-bunny-forever.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424376464474356738" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Da, se spune ca trebuie sa incepi anul nou cu ceva nou pe tine. Asa... fac si eu de cativa ani buni. Anul acesta am plecat spre revelion in fuga... si tot in fuga am reusit sa imi iau ceva nou.<br /><br />Pe 30 decembrie, printre camasi scoase de pe umaras , jeansi aruncati pe jos, mormane de haine lasate intr-o doara...am cautat sa imi iau ceva nou. Sincer chiar nu aveam nic un chef de shopping (nu ca as fi un fan inrait al acestui sport). Asa ca prin aceasta dezodrine de sfarsit de an... mia gasit un tricou... "Macar un tricou" mi-am zis.<br /><br />Asa ca noapte de revelion am petrecut-o cu un tricou cu BUGS BUNNY pe mine.<br />Oare sa insemne ceva asta?<br />Scrie mare BUGS BUNNY THE GRATES BUNNY!<br /><br />Sper ca anul asta sa fie asa cum e personajul de desen animat... haios si vesel!<br /><br />So.. WHAT`S UP DOC!?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2082268374557212803-7417810340044524068?l=adiposteuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/UZEQA/~4/LwD8nl-WygU" height="1" width="1"/>Adi Posteucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00083618895624933707noreply@blogger.com1http://adiposteuca.blogspot.com/2010/01/bugs-bunny-t-shirt.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2082268374557212803.post-25521527407298560822010-01-05T00:30:00.004+02:002010-01-05T01:06:37.947+02:002010-01-05T01:06:37.947+02:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mAODQpl0rSNCXfrzqhCDz3n9390/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mAODQpl0rSNCXfrzqhCDz3n9390/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mAODQpl0rSNCXfrzqhCDz3n9390/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mAODQpl0rSNCXfrzqhCDz3n9390/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p>New year is like restringing my guitar.<br />Why?<br />For a better sound.<br />New strings... more music... more rhythm... same old songs that I love, new one that I learn to play Same 7 notes that I LOVE.<br /><br />Restringing a guitar is not so easy. First you have to get rid of the old ones. Not such an easy job you have to rewinde the memories and take out the pins from the heart of the guitar. You have to do it six times and is getting harder and harder to take out the pins, but you have to. They are stucked deep in the heart, but you fell better without them.<br /><br />Now you are done with the old... you fell so empty with no strings. No music, no dance, no colors... so, is not you.<br /><br />You take out new shiny long steel stringsand you put the deep in your soul. Plug them with the pin and wish for a better sound, thea winde them with hope and nice thoughts and let them ring.<br />You have to do this 6 times. First for deep note, and so and so, to the high string who is carring the highest dream. Every string is a part of you, with a different sound.<br /><br />Now the hole is covered with 6 different strings, every one with a different note, but take care in life as in guitar they sound better together.<br /><br />So you have to tune up your guitar. E A D G B e. You have to listen carefully to tune it up right. They sound perfect together because they are new... full of dreams, full of "unsunged" songs... they are just like your new year<br /><br />So new year is with the new strings...<br /><br />I got new string on my guitar and I am happy to play with my 7 notes old and new songs.... because that`s life.... full of songs... and if you forget to sing along you forget to live it...<br /><br />http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mC_3FvA5x58<br /><br /><br /><br /><em></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2082268374557212803-2552152740729856082?l=adiposteuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/UZEQA/~4/M92u1yK-6CM" height="1" width="1"/>Adi Posteucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00083618895624933707noreply@blogger.com0http://adiposteuca.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-strings-on-my-guitar.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2082268374557212803.post-50289123609116420212009-12-30T15:52:00.004+02:002009-12-30T16:13:12.695+02:002009-12-30T16:13:12.695+02:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OXm2UlgDxjjQgl4Ap13VgZElnf8/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OXm2UlgDxjjQgl4Ap13VgZElnf8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OXm2UlgDxjjQgl4Ap13VgZElnf8/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OXm2UlgDxjjQgl4Ap13VgZElnf8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p>Un an nou... asta ne astepta. De fapt e doar o simpla conventie... pe care o traim o data la 12 luni. Tragem linie toti, calculam, impartim, dam de o parte lucrurile rele , ne bucuram de lucrurile bune si la final ne facem planuri pentru anul viitor.<br /><br />E doar o anliza... de fapt, cred ca ar fi mai bine sa pastram lucrurile frumoase din trecut sa construim pe ele, sa invatam din cele rele si cel mai important e sa privim inainte.<br /><br />Da, de fapt, cel mai important e sa privesti ininte, colorat, zambitor, si plin de incredere.<br /><br />Important este sa contorizezi momentele in care ti-ai pierdut respiratia, nu momentele in care ai respirat. Important e sa stii oamenii care te-au facut sa te simti TU si momentele care ti-au colorat viata.<br /><br />Voi scrie cele 12 rezolutii colorate pentru final de an (una speciala pentru PORTOCALIU)<br /><br />Un an 2010 plin de culori si zambete :) !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2082268374557212803-5028912360911642021?l=adiposteuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/UZEQA/~4/DKBw2f7gkg4" height="1" width="1"/>Adi Posteucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00083618895624933707noreply@blogger.com0http://adiposteuca.blogspot.com/2009/12/un-2010-colorat.html