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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22380782</id><updated>2009-11-01T14:55:48.916+01:00</updated><title type="text">Life of Rian</title><subtitle type="html">just a tiny glimpse into the hilarious and glamorous life of a smart and lazy urban wizard</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://rian76.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rian76.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" /><author><name>Rian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09153369313204652052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>379</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rian76" type="application/atom+xml" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22380782.post-6505271532974697297</id><published>2009-10-14T12:16:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T12:29:25.339+02:00</updated><title type="text">Splendor in the Grass</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/StWlHfkcpnI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OgjnjWxCNFY/s1600-h/m_e8bfcfa4917544f895dedd6f55e294d0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/StWlHfkcpnI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OgjnjWxCNFY/s320/m_e8bfcfa4917544f895dedd6f55e294d0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392397676998076018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I might have already said that I just love Pink Martini. But I can't stress it enough: Pink Martini is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly wait until their new album "Splendor in the Grass" will be published in a few days. I've already fallen in love to this album by the three preview tracks on &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/pinkmartinionmyspace"&gt;Pink Martini on MySpace&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Not only that Thomas Lauderdale, the creative head of the ensemble, is also openly gay, and China Forbes is an awesome singer, they're also so inspired and amazing, and the "background story" of the band is very interesting, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22380782-6505271532974697297?l=rian76.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://rian76.blogspot.com/feeds/6505271532974697297/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22380782&amp;postID=6505271532974697297&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/6505271532974697297" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/6505271532974697297" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/rian76/~3/qHd7Tsxoj-E/splendor-in-grass.html" title="Splendor in the Grass" /><author><name>Rian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09153369313204652052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02904473670485511535" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/StWlHfkcpnI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OgjnjWxCNFY/s72-c/m_e8bfcfa4917544f895dedd6f55e294d0.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://rian76.blogspot.com/2009/10/splendor-in-grass.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22380782.post-9182623797048791850</id><published>2009-10-03T12:27:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T14:04:29.091+02:00</updated><title type="text">Rigi, Rings, 3rd of October and other things</title><content type="html">Ok, I admit, I've been neglecting my blog &lt;strike&gt;a little bit&lt;/strike&gt; lately. But here's a quick catchup for the very few regular readers left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Month, my BF and I exchanged rings as a sign of our connection and love. I've never been in a relationship that serious, but it feels very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, we've been hiking on the Rigi, the place on top of the Queen of the Mountains where I've been so many times in my youth that it actually feels like home. And I was happy that my BF liked it very much as well. We had excellent weather and a great time. On the Rigi there are no cars allowed, so the air is clean and fresh and it's like paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rian76/3976821504/" title="Rigi by rian76, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2489/3976821504_c80222c6ee.jpg" alt="Rigi" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day we walked to a nearby village. One part of the trail is the "Felsenweg", where you have a beautiful view over the Vierwaldstätter See (a very beatiful lake in the valley).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rian76/3976820676/" title="Felsenweg by rian76, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2494/3976820676_32416c0703.jpg" alt="Felsenweg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the view from the balcony of our room at the harborage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rian76/3976893006/" title="Rigi by rian76, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3450/3976893006_5cc1d33fcc.jpg" alt="Rigi" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home we made a stop at the beautyful city Lucerne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rian76/3976129757/" title="Luzern by rian76, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2517/3976129757_c4dd0c001a.jpg" alt="Luzern" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a fair in Lucerne and I found a beautiful reflection of the ferris wheel in the windows of the art museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rian76/3976130011/" title="Fair in Luzern by rian76, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2533/3976130011_f94b5a4633.jpg" alt="Fair in Luzern" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, it's 3rd of October, it's the German 4th of July. Except it's not that cool. However, my dad turned 60 last week and celebrates it today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22380782-9182623797048791850?l=rian76.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://rian76.blogspot.com/feeds/9182623797048791850/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22380782&amp;postID=9182623797048791850&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/9182623797048791850" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/9182623797048791850" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/rian76/~3/SeqnIFHcomA/rigi-rings-3rd-of-october-and-other.html" title="Rigi, Rings, 3rd of October and other things" /><author><name>Rian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09153369313204652052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02904473670485511535" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://rian76.blogspot.com/2009/10/rigi-rings-3rd-of-october-and-other.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22380782.post-8808791375681304706</id><published>2009-09-23T22:52:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T23:28:08.250+02:00</updated><title type="text">Tethering from your Nikon to your Linux PC</title><content type="html">If you're using Windows, you can buy some software from Nikon to have Photo Tethering (I guess it's called Tethering). I.e. you take a picture with your camera and it pops up on your computer screen. It's used in studio photography and very useful. I missed it very much during the last three days of product photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to have that on Linux as well. There is an excellent library called gphoto2, that can do half of the trick (i.e. it can download a picture right after the shot), but it can't display it. So I played around a little bit and wrote that script:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="background-color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;#!/bin/bash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;case "$ACTION" in&lt;br /&gt;    download)&lt;br /&gt;        pkill qiv&lt;br /&gt;        qiv -l -f -m "$ARGUMENT" &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;        ;;&lt;br /&gt;    "")&lt;br /&gt;        me=$(cd ${0%/*} &amp;amp;&amp;amp; echo $PWD/${0##*/})&lt;br /&gt;        gphoto2 --capture-tethered --hook-script=$me&lt;br /&gt;        ;;&lt;br /&gt;esac&lt;/pre&gt;To "install" it, place it somewhere on your path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To use it, connect your Nikon camera to your computer via USB. Go to an empty folder in a shell and just start it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="background-color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;rian@thunder:~Pictures/example$ tether&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;Then take pictures. They will be displayed on your screen and stored in your current folder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this to work, you need the image-viewer &lt;b&gt;qiv&lt;/b&gt; (or use any other viewer and adjust the script) in its most recent version (older versions don't support the -l switch which autorotates the image), if you're using ubuntu jaunty, you need to install qiv from karmic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you have to install &lt;b&gt;gphoto2&lt;/b&gt; to access the camera as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22380782-8808791375681304706?l=rian76.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://rian76.blogspot.com/feeds/8808791375681304706/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22380782&amp;postID=8808791375681304706&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/8808791375681304706" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/8808791375681304706" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/rian76/~3/NStqMOQ3fBU/tethering-from-your-nikon-to-your-linux.html" title="Tethering from your Nikon to your Linux PC" /><author><name>Rian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09153369313204652052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02904473670485511535" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://rian76.blogspot.com/2009/09/tethering-from-your-nikon-to-your-linux.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22380782.post-6247416205925139896</id><published>2009-08-16T12:19:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T12:25:17.892+02:00</updated><title type="text">Istanbul, we finally meet again</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/Sofd1wDj8sI/AAAAAAAAAf8/SLmebOAl0bQ/s1600-h/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/Sofd1wDj8sI/AAAAAAAAAf8/SLmebOAl0bQ/s400/DSC_0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370504996165251778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday night I arrived in Istanbul for another business trip. Yesterday I had a very nice tour. On one hand I really love this city and I'm having a good time so far. On the other hand, work will start tomorrow and I'm curious how it will be this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SofdzgnC6fI/AAAAAAAAAf0/1eewQsrcNgI/s1600-h/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SofdzgnC6fI/AAAAAAAAAf0/1eewQsrcNgI/s400/DSC_0029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370504957659376114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22380782-6247416205925139896?l=rian76.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://rian76.blogspot.com/feeds/6247416205925139896/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22380782&amp;postID=6247416205925139896&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/6247416205925139896" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/6247416205925139896" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/rian76/~3/naNr1_7YRc8/istanbul-we-finally-meet-again.html" title="Istanbul, we finally meet again" /><author><name>Rian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09153369313204652052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02904473670485511535" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/Sofd1wDj8sI/AAAAAAAAAf8/SLmebOAl0bQ/s72-c/DSC_0042.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://rian76.blogspot.com/2009/08/istanbul-we-finally-meet-again.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22380782.post-5639261953877181772</id><published>2009-07-28T19:10:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T19:21:11.251+02:00</updated><title type="text">Anthem of Wuerttemberg</title><content type="html">When you compare ancient anthems of different states, you'll see that about 99% of them praise the landscape, the prosperity, the victories, etc. But they're usually not about the state's habitants, nor about the advanteges of other states. Well, our anthem is different ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Der Reichste Fürst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Preisend mit viel schönen Reden&lt;br /&gt;Ihrer Länder Wert und Zahl,&lt;br /&gt;Saßen viele deutsche Fürsten,&lt;br /&gt;Einst zu Worms im Kaisersaal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Herrlich, sprach der Fürst von Sachsen,&lt;br /&gt;Ist mein Land und seine Macht,&lt;br /&gt;Silber hegen seine Berge&lt;br /&gt;Wohl in manchem tiefen Schacht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Seht mein Land in üpp'ger Fülle,&lt;br /&gt;Sprach der Kurfürst von dem Rhein,&lt;br /&gt;Goldne Saaten in den Talern,&lt;br /&gt;Auf den Bergen edler Wein!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Große Städte, reiche Kloster,&lt;br /&gt;Ludwig, Herr zu Bayern, sprach,&lt;br /&gt;Schaffen, daß mein Land den Euern&lt;br /&gt;Wohl nicht steht an Schätzen nach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Eberhard, der mit dem Barte,&lt;br /&gt;Württembergs geliebter Herr,&lt;br /&gt;Sprach: Mein Land hat kleine Städte,&lt;br /&gt;Trägt nicht Berge silberschwer;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Doch ein Kleinod hält's verborgen:&lt;br /&gt;Dass in Wäldern noch so groß&lt;br /&gt;Ich mein Haupt kann kühnlich legen&lt;br /&gt;Jedem Untertan in Schoss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Und es rief der Herr von Sachsen,&lt;br /&gt;Der von Bayern, der vom Rhein:&lt;br /&gt;Graf im Bart! Ihr seid der reichste,&lt;br /&gt;Euer Land trägt Edelstein!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The richest Prince&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Praising with many beautyful words&lt;br /&gt;The worth and number of their lands,&lt;br /&gt;Many German princes sat,&lt;br /&gt;Once in the emperor's hall in Worms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Wonderful, said the prince of Saxony,&lt;br /&gt;Is my land and its might,&lt;br /&gt;Our mountains bear silver&lt;br /&gt;In many deep mines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. See my land and its luxuriant wealth,&lt;br /&gt;Said the prince elector of the Rhine,&lt;br /&gt;Golden corn in the valleys,&lt;br /&gt;On the mountains noble wine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Big cities, rich monesteries,&lt;br /&gt;Ludwig, prince of Bavaria said,&lt;br /&gt;Make that my land&lt;br /&gt;Has not less treasures than yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Eberhard, the one with the beard,&lt;br /&gt;Württemberg's beloved ruler,&lt;br /&gt;Said: My land has small towns,&lt;br /&gt;Does not bear mountains heavy of silver;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. But a treasure it keeps hidden,&lt;br /&gt;that in forests yet so big,&lt;br /&gt;I my head can boldly lay&lt;br /&gt;into ev'ry subjects lap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. And there said the prince of Saxony,&lt;br /&gt;The one of Bavaria, the one of the Rhine:&lt;br /&gt;Count in the Beard! You are the richest,&lt;br /&gt;Your land carries precious stone!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5922/1784/1600/walk06-2%20033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5922/1784/1600/walk06-2%20033.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Graf Eberhard im Barte (Count Eberhard with the beard), Württembergs beloved ruler boldy resting in a subject's lap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22380782-5639261953877181772?l=rian76.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://rian76.blogspot.com/feeds/5639261953877181772/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22380782&amp;postID=5639261953877181772&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/5639261953877181772" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/5639261953877181772" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/rian76/~3/NwK48NBXCOo/anthem-of-wuerttemberg.html" title="Anthem of Wuerttemberg" /><author><name>Rian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09153369313204652052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02904473670485511535" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://rian76.blogspot.com/2009/07/anthem-of-wuerttemberg.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22380782.post-8256120778333462854</id><published>2009-07-02T17:16:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T17:28:16.184+02:00</updated><title type="text">Solution found: nvidia 180 dkms build failed</title><content type="html">I couldn't switch to 2.6.28-13-generic Kernel on jaunty because the nvidia graphics driver kernel modules couldn't be compiled by dkms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;Examining /etc/kernel/postinst.d.&lt;br /&gt;run-parts: executing /etc/kernel/postinst.d/dkms&lt;br /&gt;* Running DKMS auto installation service for kernel 2.6.28-13-generic&lt;br /&gt;*  nvidia (180.44)...nvidia (180.44): Installing module.&lt;br /&gt;.....(bad exit status: 6)&lt;br /&gt;Build failed.  Installation skipped.&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I finally had time to inspect the problem, and found out the reason, and a very simple fix as well. This happened because "patch" wasn't installed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, typing those two commands fixed all problems:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;sudo apt-get install patch&lt;br /&gt;sudo dpkg-reconfigure linux-image-2.6.28-13-generic&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case anyone is stuck in the same place, try it out and let me know if it worked ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22380782-8256120778333462854?l=rian76.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://rian76.blogspot.com/feeds/8256120778333462854/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22380782&amp;postID=8256120778333462854&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/8256120778333462854" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/8256120778333462854" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/rian76/~3/8YAq_cGies8/solution-found-nvidia-180-dkms-build.html" title="Solution found: nvidia 180 dkms build failed" /><author><name>Rian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09153369313204652052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02904473670485511535" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://rian76.blogspot.com/2009/07/solution-found-nvidia-180-dkms-build.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22380782.post-1357945995722306978</id><published>2009-06-01T20:10:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:19:46.077+02:00</updated><title type="text">Come aboard, we're expecting you ...</title><content type="html">Yesterday, the traditional gay party Pentecost boat cruise was on again. The BF and I also went to party on the open sea. It was a very pleasant party, like evey year. On the upper deck there was a Karaoke show, and on the lower deck a dance floor. Of course there were two outside decks where the BF and I were cuddling in the sunset. Was very beautyful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SiPUmE04M3I/AAAAAAAAAek/2pIzURkecLw/s1600-h/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SiPUmE04M3I/AAAAAAAAAek/2pIzURkecLw/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342347333587186546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cruise went along ancient wineyards in the outskirts of Stuttgart near the river Neckar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SiPUmZTvW8I/AAAAAAAAAes/rnic0JTWjGo/s1600-h/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SiPUmZTvW8I/AAAAAAAAAes/rnic0JTWjGo/s400/DSC_0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342347339085339586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SiPWhrL0tyI/AAAAAAAAAfk/LJCVud4bYts/s1600-h/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SiPWhrL0tyI/AAAAAAAAAfk/LJCVud4bYts/s400/DSC_0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342349457007884066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SiPWhXb5khI/AAAAAAAAAfc/0gryzsmI4ms/s1600-h/DSC_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SiPWhXb5khI/AAAAAAAAAfc/0gryzsmI4ms/s400/DSC_0039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342349451706602002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SiPUmxrwaeI/AAAAAAAAAe8/ecQN-5GaEv8/s1600-h/DSC_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SiPUmxrwaeI/AAAAAAAAAe8/ecQN-5GaEv8/s400/DSC_0060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342347345628522978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SiPUmr0NGII/AAAAAAAAAe0/HmCzvqCQALY/s1600-h/DSC_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SiPUmr0NGII/AAAAAAAAAe0/HmCzvqCQALY/s400/DSC_0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342347344053344386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SiPWh4k33KI/AAAAAAAAAfs/kItVVbogJXs/s1600-h/DSC_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SiPWh4k33KI/AAAAAAAAAfs/kItVVbogJXs/s400/DSC_0072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342349460602608802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SiPWgmfx5LI/AAAAAAAAAfM/v3mTqV1mcSk/s1600-h/DSC_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SiPWgmfx5LI/AAAAAAAAAfM/v3mTqV1mcSk/s400/DSC_0085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342349438569538738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SiPWg5QECTI/AAAAAAAAAfU/1fDTUix_bdk/s1600-h/DSC_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SiPWg5QECTI/AAAAAAAAAfU/1fDTUix_bdk/s400/DSC_0091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342349443603892530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a very nice party and we're looking forward to next year's boat party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22380782-1357945995722306978?l=rian76.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" 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...</title><content type="html">I have a confession to make. Tonight I went to the movies again to see The Boat That Rocked again. I can't help, but I really like this flick. And the BF enjoyed it as well. I remember that I didn't want to go after I saw the Trailer before another movie. But I did. And I'm so glad I did, this movie is lovely and just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sb0LX7BrbBQ&amp;amp;hl=de&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sb0LX7BrbBQ&amp;amp;hl=de&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't get paid to promote it. However, if you're a representative of Universal and want to pay me for promoting one of your films on a blog that has no readers, get in touch. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22380782-3982564907672582099?l=rian76.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://rian76.blogspot.com/feeds/3982564907672582099/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22380782&amp;postID=3982564907672582099&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/3982564907672582099" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/3982564907672582099" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/rian76/~3/W8c0yGKcLS8/boat-that-rocked-ooops-i-did-it-again.html" title="The Boat That Rocked - Ooops, I did it again ..." /><author><name>Rian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09153369313204652052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02904473670485511535" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://rian76.blogspot.com/2009/05/boat-that-rocked-ooops-i-did-it-again.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22380782.post-2763140365240054061</id><published>2009-05-05T11:55:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T12:12:07.173+02:00</updated><title type="text">The Boat That Rocked</title><content type="html">Yesterday I've been to the movies to watch "&lt;a href="http://www.theboatthatrocked.co.uk/"&gt;The Boat That Rocked&lt;/a&gt;", or ("Rock Radio Revolution", how it's called in German). It was amazing and hilarious. It's a confession of love to pop and rock music of the sixties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SgAQ0ImHnQI/AAAAAAAAAec/aQ_OV3takRc/s1600-h/holding-page-v2_06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SgAQ0ImHnQI/AAAAAAAAAec/aQ_OV3takRc/s400/holding-page-v2_06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332280446653275394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Being a radio host myself, I obviously enjoyed a flick about a pirate radio station on a boat near the coast of Great Britain. They were broadcasting their own 24/7 radio program, because the official public radio station refused to play rock and pop music in the early years. However, 25.000.000 people in the United Kingdom were listening to the pirate radio and loved it. The radio DJs became famous and stars themselfes. While the government tried to get rid of them, they became even more popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go, watch it, it's very entertaining and some parts are hilarious. By the way, the Boat "Radio Rock" never really existed, but the plot is based on true stories. If you liked "Notting Hill", "Love Actually" and "Four Weddings and a Funeral", you'll definitely love this one, too. It's made by the same creatives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22380782-2763140365240054061?l=rian76.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://rian76.blogspot.com/feeds/2763140365240054061/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22380782&amp;postID=2763140365240054061&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/2763140365240054061" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/2763140365240054061" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/rian76/~3/f-raj7uvXIw/boat-that-rocked.html" title="The Boat That Rocked" /><author><name>Rian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09153369313204652052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02904473670485511535" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SgAQ0ImHnQI/AAAAAAAAAec/aQ_OV3takRc/s72-c/holding-page-v2_06.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://rian76.blogspot.com/2009/05/boat-that-rocked.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22380782.post-8861457074791174683</id><published>2009-05-04T15:23:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T18:28:03.796+02:00</updated><title type="text">At the Frühlingsfest</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/Sf8W8vlNsWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/rS9QWvskqWY/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/Sf8W8vlNsWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/rS9QWvskqWY/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332005716650471778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't believe the Frühlingsfest (Spring Festival) is already over. Those three weeks went by in no time. I had found hardly any time to visit it. However, it was much fun like always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/Sf8WNLpnZxI/AAAAAAAAAeM/3igeSScMiBM/s1600-h/DSC_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/Sf8WNLpnZxI/AAAAAAAAAeM/3igeSScMiBM/s400/DSC_0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332004899551405842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22380782-8861457074791174683?l=rian76.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://rian76.blogspot.com/feeds/8861457074791174683/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22380782&amp;postID=8861457074791174683&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/8861457074791174683" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/8861457074791174683" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/rian76/~3/q3syF7CeBjI/at-fruhlingsfest.html" title="At the Frühlingsfest" /><author><name>Rian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09153369313204652052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02904473670485511535" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/Sf8W8vlNsWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/rS9QWvskqWY/s72-c/DSC_0004.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://rian76.blogspot.com/2009/05/at-fruhlingsfest.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22380782.post-9175274475748354038</id><published>2009-05-04T00:42:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T01:04:51.925+02:00</updated><title type="text">Twittering? Tweeting? Whatever ...</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/Sf4i_CyFW1I/AAAAAAAAAeE/q1ZV92Ra1O8/s1600-h/icon_a.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/Sf4i_CyFW1I/AAAAAAAAAeE/q1ZV92Ra1O8/s200/icon_a.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331737475327286098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about Twitter a lot lately. Particularly because there is all that fuss about it. I was talking with my co-workers often about the phenomenon of Twitter. They didn't get it either. I mean, it's not a very sophisticated web application, it seems to be very trivial, and I just started to understand its actual purpose today, however, it's &lt;strike&gt;fucking&lt;/strike&gt; very popular. And suddenly everybody seems to be twittering, even my friends, and I didn't want to be left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I dove into the unknown waters of Twitter, or, should I rather say, I swung up to the branches to tweet the things nobody cares about?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/rian76"&gt;@rian76&lt;/a&gt; is twittering. Or is it called tweeting? Microblogging??? Hell, just follow me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22380782-9175274475748354038?l=rian76.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://rian76.blogspot.com/feeds/9175274475748354038/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22380782&amp;postID=9175274475748354038&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/9175274475748354038" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/9175274475748354038" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/rian76/~3/e7qk8Ay6SJI/twittering-tweeting-whatever.html" title="Twittering? Tweeting? Whatever ..." /><author><name>Rian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09153369313204652052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02904473670485511535" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/Sf4i_CyFW1I/AAAAAAAAAeE/q1ZV92Ra1O8/s72-c/icon_a.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://rian76.blogspot.com/2009/05/twittering-tweeting-whatever.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22380782.post-4569237793386082792</id><published>2009-04-27T11:38:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T13:14:58.496+02:00</updated><title type="text">We've been themeparked</title><content type="html">Yesterday, the BF and I went to Tripsdrill, a theme park very close to Stuttgart. It's the oldest amusement park in Germany, it was opened in 1929. It's not a very big park, but everything is done with love and everything fits into the theme of the park wich is "Swabia 1880". So everything looks like ancient and how it might have been in this area about 130 years ago, and since it's in a famous German wine region, very much is about wine somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SfV_SO-8QYI/AAAAAAAAAdE/vErV_SMsH94/s1600-h/DSC_0259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SfV_SO-8QYI/AAAAAAAAAdE/vErV_SMsH94/s400/DSC_0259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329305685299315074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The village road at the entrance of the park showing some typical swabian houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SfV_SfgbDPI/AAAAAAAAAdM/hjrQD0ld0yA/s1600-h/DSC_0280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SfV_SfgbDPI/AAAAAAAAAdM/hjrQD0ld0yA/s400/DSC_0280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329305689734712562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A typical south German custom a long time a go was "Fensterln" (lit. translated "windowing"), where a boy climed up a ladder to his graceful maid to confess his love (and to bypass her parents). In the park there is a house with a ladder. And when you climb up different people apper at the window. E.g. the angry father. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SfV_ShNH-FI/AAAAAAAAAdU/dVQlU3U7_hY/s1600-h/DSC_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SfV_ShNH-FI/AAAAAAAAAdU/dVQlU3U7_hY/s400/DSC_0288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329305690190641234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This wooden roller coaster is less than one year old. It's big fun and the first part of a new themed area at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SfV_SyotrcI/AAAAAAAAAdc/o5pMhZhP2Pc/s1600-h/DSC_0302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SfV_SyotrcI/AAAAAAAAAdc/o5pMhZhP2Pc/s400/DSC_0302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329305694869761474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This castle has a fast roller coaster and also a log flume with the highest and steepest decline in Europe (where I, by the way, got &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; wet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SfV_TM6Gv2I/AAAAAAAAAdk/03YdDUYOu4o/s1600-h/DSC_0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SfV_TM6Gv2I/AAAAAAAAAdk/03YdDUYOu4o/s400/DSC_0309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329305701922029410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last dry spot on my clothes went away after riding this rapid rafting ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the park had closed, we drove to a small city nearby to have dinner. We went to a very nice restaurant, sat outside at this street and had some great food. It didn't feel like just a weekend, it felt like a vacation. And especially during dinner I felt like being in France, while the BF insisted on feeling like being in Italy. A quarrel that couldn't be solved ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SfWPNHNc3bI/AAAAAAAAAd0/FdtHX2fDTqE/s1600-h/DSC_0317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SfWPNHNc3bI/AAAAAAAAAd0/FdtHX2fDTqE/s400/DSC_0317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329323189499387314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SfWPMyxtFHI/AAAAAAAAAds/mBBvyiGUYkI/s1600-h/DSC_0318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SfWPMyxtFHI/AAAAAAAAAds/mBBvyiGUYkI/s400/DSC_0318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329323184014300274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22380782-4569237793386082792?l=rian76.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://rian76.blogspot.com/feeds/4569237793386082792/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22380782&amp;postID=4569237793386082792&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/4569237793386082792" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/4569237793386082792" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/rian76/~3/qztGaAJCNkk/weve-been-themeparked.html" title="We've been themeparked" /><author><name>Rian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09153369313204652052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02904473670485511535" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SfV_SO-8QYI/AAAAAAAAAdE/vErV_SMsH94/s72-c/DSC_0259.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://rian76.blogspot.com/2009/04/weve-been-themeparked.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22380782.post-8616602848942259458</id><published>2009-04-23T22:22:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T13:36:48.824+02:00</updated><title type="text">Rian. Writer, Photographer, Designer, Editor, President</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SfWVoB415UI/AAAAAAAAAd8/ry74EVuQ2a8/s1600-h/logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SfWVoB415UI/AAAAAAAAAd8/ry74EVuQ2a8/s400/logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329330248997004610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday I had a shooting with a 20-year old boy for an ad for our newspaper. It's funny, how many tasks I do at this newspaper, although I'm not a professional in any of these fields. Since our last layouter and designer (a real one) went away, I'm doing all designing tasks, including the layout of the magazine. I've done four issues so far, people haven't really seen a difference. Does that mean I'm good, or that our last designer was really bad? I don't know ...&lt;br /&gt;And Yesterday I was photographing this boy (did I tell you that I own a complete photo studio, with many studio flashes, backgrounds, softboxes, umbrellas and whathaveyou). The only thing I'm missing is experience. But that will (hopefully) come.&lt;br /&gt;After I went home I craeted six or seven ads with this boy. After discussing all drafts with my staff this is the one that goes into print in the pride week schedule. And yes, it's quite dark, I've noticed. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22380782-8616602848942259458?l=rian76.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://rian76.blogspot.com/feeds/8616602848942259458/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22380782&amp;postID=8616602848942259458&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/8616602848942259458" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/8616602848942259458" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/rian76/~3/rZTvmsnLpiM/rian-writer-photographer-designer.html" title="Rian. Writer, Photographer, Designer, Editor, President" /><author><name>Rian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09153369313204652052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02904473670485511535" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SfWVoB415UI/AAAAAAAAAd8/ry74EVuQ2a8/s72-c/logo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://rian76.blogspot.com/2009/04/rian-writer-photographer-designer.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22380782.post-7614699341667311195</id><published>2009-04-11T12:16:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T12:33:42.039+02:00</updated><title type="text">Staatsgalerie</title><content type="html">Inspired by the video in my last post, I decided to visit the Staatsgalerie to take some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rian76/3429364692/" title="Staatsgalerie by rian76, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3583/3429364692_4546fbc72b.jpg" alt="Staatsgalerie" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rian76/3428552419/" title="Staatsgalerie by rian76, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3305/3428552419_837377f5bc.jpg" alt="Staatsgalerie" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rian76/3428553797/" title="Staatsgalerie by rian76, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3301/3428553797_aeb7b76b16.jpg" alt="Staatsgalerie" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22380782-7614699341667311195?l=rian76.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://rian76.blogspot.com/feeds/7614699341667311195/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22380782&amp;postID=7614699341667311195&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/7614699341667311195" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/7614699341667311195" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/rian76/~3/pqdVC8_U9k4/staatsgalerie.html" title="Staatsgalerie" /><author><name>Rian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09153369313204652052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02904473670485511535" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://rian76.blogspot.com/2009/04/staatsgalerie.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22380782.post-6090092332263783686</id><published>2009-04-09T14:48:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T15:47:25.017+02:00</updated><title type="text">What is Stuttgart?</title><content type="html">I could answer, that it's the capital of the German state Baden-Württemberg, or that it is a city with many baroque castles. I could answer that it's the hometown of philosophers like Hegel. Or the city where most inventions are registered, the city where the car was invented and Mercedes, Porsche and Bosch are founded and still headquartered. I could mention the many mineral wells.&lt;br /&gt;I could say it's the city that had two (almost) openly gay Kings, or the city that had the first TV tower in the world. I could say it's the only big city that has a cog railway and could mention its cable car. I could talk about architectural unique and very famous neighbourhoods. I could speak about the many famous museums, the biggest three-divisions-theater (play, ballet and opera) in the world, the big green parks in the city, the wineyards and everything else that makes this town so lovely. Or I could just say: Watch this ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vrMkFCStOew&amp;amp;hl=de&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vrMkFCStOew&amp;amp;hl=de&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22380782-6090092332263783686?l=rian76.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://rian76.blogspot.com/feeds/6090092332263783686/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22380782&amp;postID=6090092332263783686&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/6090092332263783686" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/6090092332263783686" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/rian76/~3/Lz2Q93Uary8/what-is-stuttgart.html" title="What is Stuttgart?" /><author><name>Rian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09153369313204652052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02904473670485511535" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://rian76.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-is-stuttgart.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22380782.post-3945980726586385780</id><published>2009-04-06T23:48:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T23:56:09.213+02:00</updated><title type="text">Red Admiral</title><content type="html">Yesterday, while the BF and I were on a walk, we suddenly stumbled upon a nice Red Admiral Butterfly. Fortunately I was carrying my camera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rian76/3417330077/" title="Roter Admiral by rian76, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3569/3417330077_deed5078a9.jpg" alt="Roter Admiral" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22380782-3945980726586385780?l=rian76.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://rian76.blogspot.com/feeds/3945980726586385780/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22380782&amp;postID=3945980726586385780&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/3945980726586385780" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/3945980726586385780" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/rian76/~3/XxIPmPPTTCc/red-admiral.html" title="Red Admiral" /><author><name>Rian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09153369313204652052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02904473670485511535" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://rian76.blogspot.com/2009/04/red-admiral.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22380782.post-3211439617160799230</id><published>2009-03-22T00:57:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T11:46:18.670+01:00</updated><title type="text">At The Mall</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rian76/3374632865/" title="At The Mall by rian76, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3640/3374632865_ff1573584f.jpg" width="480" alt="At The Mall" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22380782-3211439617160799230?l=rian76.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://rian76.blogspot.com/feeds/3211439617160799230/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22380782&amp;postID=3211439617160799230&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/3211439617160799230" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/3211439617160799230" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/rian76/~3/lF2tVz6ZUpA/at-mall.html" title="At The Mall" /><author><name>Rian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09153369313204652052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02904473670485511535" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://rian76.blogspot.com/2009/03/at-mall.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22380782.post-3340789111477478702</id><published>2009-03-14T00:07:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T00:47:44.016+01:00</updated><title type="text">Württemberg</title><content type="html">My State, 'Baden-Württemberg', is the result of a fusion of the former 'Duchy of Baden' and the 'Kingdom of Württemberg' in 1953. Stuttgart is the capital of the 'new' state, and it's been the capital of the former Kingdom of Württemberg. That means "we won". And it also means that the Badener (= the people of Baden) don't like us because of that. But that's a different story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend and I went to the Württemberg, a mountain in Stuttgart that is named like our state (in German "Berg" means 'mountain'). It was the place where the 'Burg Wirttemberg' ("Burg" means 'castle') was located from 1080 to 1819. It was the family seat of our sovereigns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rian76/3351787859/" title="Grabkapelle auf dem Württemberg by rian76, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3555/3351787859_099e789649.jpg" alt="Grabkapelle auf dem Württemberg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1820, King Wilhelm I had the castle demolished to build a mausoleum for his dead wife Queen Katharina. The mausoleum is still there, so the BF and I went there to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rian76/3351786141/" title="Grabkapelle auf dem Württemberg by rian76, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3576/3351786141_6a43259e45.jpg" alt="Grabkapelle auf dem Württemberg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice day with snow and sun, and we had a very nice time there together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rian76/3351788911/" title="Grabkapelle auf dem Württemberg by rian76, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3433/3351788911_088b23a967.jpg" alt="Grabkapelle auf dem Württemberg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the view from the Württemberg to Rotenberg, a suburban district of Stuttgart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rian76/3352611710/" title="Blick vom Württemberg by rian76, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3559/3352611710_0f657bf5bd.jpg" alt="Blick vom Württemberg" width="335" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my boyfriend trying to walk a heart-shaped trail into the snow. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rian76/3351789931/" title="Walk a heart by rian76, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3635/3351789931_35edefb608.jpg" alt="Walk a heart" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22380782-3340789111477478702?l=rian76.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://rian76.blogspot.com/feeds/3340789111477478702/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22380782&amp;postID=3340789111477478702&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/3340789111477478702" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/3340789111477478702" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/rian76/~3/yEac3Y6ZTtw/wurttemberg.html" title="Württemberg" /><author><name>Rian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09153369313204652052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02904473670485511535" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://rian76.blogspot.com/2009/03/wurttemberg.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22380782.post-8269258224087747583</id><published>2009-03-10T16:55:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T17:04:00.288+01:00</updated><title type="text">Video killed the radio star</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SbaNpHkT8aI/AAAAAAAAAc8/3qNsDK794cA/s1600-h/moto_0316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SbaNpHkT8aI/AAAAAAAAAc8/3qNsDK794cA/s400/moto_0316.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311588548075581858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... and my last radio show killed the rest. Well, last time I was on air was quite strange. I've never done a show all alone. Usually my co-host Thomas and I are hosting the shows together. And after 5 years we're a brilliant and very entertaining team, and our shows are interessting and good. Last Sunday, however, it was strange. First time all alone for two hours. I guess my show was quite boring and somehow too serious. And it was so strange, no buddy to have some jokes, no interaction ...&lt;br /&gt;I was happy when the time was over, and I realized that I would stop doing the radio shows if my co-host would quit. The rest in our team does their shows alone. How boring must that be. I always knew, doing it together is more fun. But, I have to say, I now appreciate having a on-air-partner like I never did before...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22380782-8269258224087747583?l=rian76.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://rian76.blogspot.com/feeds/8269258224087747583/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22380782&amp;postID=8269258224087747583&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/8269258224087747583" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/8269258224087747583" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/rian76/~3/L42zGMaAy1I/video-killed-radio-star.html" title="Video killed the radio star" /><author><name>Rian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09153369313204652052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02904473670485511535" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBeEHiT5B-U/SbaNpHkT8aI/AAAAAAAAAc8/3qNsDK794cA/s72-c/moto_0316.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://rian76.blogspot.com/2009/03/video-killed-radio-star.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22380782.post-5480024711615909033</id><published>2009-03-04T09:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T10:31:29.809+01:00</updated><title type="text">"We're so lucky" a drama in 2 acts</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Act One:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;small court room in a fictional rural village&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plaintiff&lt;/span&gt;: He stole my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Defendant&lt;/span&gt;: Yes, I stole his car. It's a nice car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Judge&lt;/span&gt;: In the name of the people the court issues the following judgement: The defendant is found guilty of car theft. However, he likes the car and since he hasn't complaint about the car, he can keep it. The plaintiff has to bear the expenses of the trial, and has to gas-up &lt;strike&gt;his&lt;/strike&gt; the defendants car. An appeal against the decision is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Act Two:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Federal Constitutional Court of a Western European country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Judge:&lt;/span&gt; The election of the Federal Parliament (hence, the government) in 2005 was carried out in some states in a way that is clearly against the Federal Constitution. However, the poll is still valid, and all &lt;strike&gt;dangerous and evil&lt;/strike&gt; laws made by the parliament will stay valid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Epilogue:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While act one was pure fiction and its absurdity is quite obvious, act two's absurdity is reality in &lt;strike&gt;Germany&lt;/strike&gt; a country that better remains anonymous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22380782-5480024711615909033?l=rian76.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://rian76.blogspot.com/feeds/5480024711615909033/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22380782&amp;postID=5480024711615909033&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/5480024711615909033" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/5480024711615909033" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/rian76/~3/N2jnQKJefHs/were-so-lucky-drama-in-2-acts.html" title="&quot;We're so lucky&quot; a drama in 2 acts" /><author><name>Rian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09153369313204652052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02904473670485511535" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://rian76.blogspot.com/2009/03/were-so-lucky-drama-in-2-acts.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22380782.post-989317852624065063</id><published>2009-02-14T00:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T09:36:51.918+01:00</updated><title type="text">It's 1234567890 o'clock, Baby</title><content type="html">In &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Unix_time"&gt;Unix time&lt;/a&gt;, it's exactly 1234567890 o'clock ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;rian@thunder:~$ date +%s&lt;br /&gt;1234567890&lt;br /&gt;rian@thunder:~$ date&lt;br /&gt;Sa 14. Feb 00:31:30 CET 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22380782-989317852624065063?l=rian76.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://rian76.blogspot.com/feeds/989317852624065063/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22380782&amp;postID=989317852624065063&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/989317852624065063" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/989317852624065063" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/rian76/~3/uuA-Dmy-Tfg/its-1234567890-oclock.html" title="It's 1234567890 o'clock, Baby" /><author><name>Rian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09153369313204652052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02904473670485511535" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://rian76.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-1234567890-oclock.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22380782.post-8956002863620777751</id><published>2009-02-13T01:06:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T01:09:41.605+01:00</updated><title type="text">Using Linux. A resume.</title><content type="html">It must have been around 1996 when I became very curious about that Linux thingy. Back then, computers at home where still quite uncommon, and Linux not as popular as it is today. I read some Linux magazines, and finally bought a Slackware Linux on (many) CDs and installed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite experienced with using and installing Windows and even DOS, because I had my first computer when I was very young and Windows didn't even exist, neither did Linux. But all my experiences with DOS and Windows were useless while installing and using Slackware Linux. Some things didn't really work (my fault), and I was examining and messing around with everything without really knowing what I did, so I installed and destroyed it many times. But at that time it was just out of curiosity. I never used it productively or worked on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1997 I met Ray, and we rented a nice office together with two other friends, and we created custom-taylored software solutions for different companies. By the way, Ray is also the one who made me learn Perl. I'm thankful for all eternities he made me learn it, and thus becomming a very advanced perl guru. He also introduced me to SuSE Linux which we were using on all our computers at the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I bought my first laptop computer. It was a used one and it had Windows95 pre-installed when I got it. But at the office the first thing I did was installing a SuSE Linux as the sole operating system on it. It must have been version 5.2. Back then there was no OpenSUSE, and I bought some releases and spent some money on it. You know, back then there was no high speed internet at home, downloading a Linux CD would have lasted many hours or even days. You had to buy CDs. It was not that I used Linux because it doesn't cost anything like it does nowadays, I used it because I was curious and knew it is more powerful, and I was willing to spend some hundred dollars on SuSE releases and books. But my private desktop PC at home was still mainly running Windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to university and got a ReadHat release as a gift at a RedHat event. I installed it at home, but not really liked it. At the same time somewhere at the end of 1999 I got hold of a Debian GNU/Linux, and it was just amazing. Setting it up was more difficult than with SuSE or RedHat, but its structure was clearer, its package management is superior to all others, and the Debian community was really free. There wasn't a company in the backround that pulled the strings and wanted to earn some money out of it like with SuSE or RedHat. I also tried many other distributions since then (Mandrake, Caldera, Turbolinux, Gentoo, ...), but Debian was just the bestest (sic!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During college on a side job as administrator at a boat cruise vacation company, I had the task to test if the 50 workstations in the office can be switched to GNU/Linux because it is free (as in free beer). For me there was no doubt, it has to be Debian, but I just found a brand new distribution called Ubuntu. I tried its current release, which was also the first Ubuntu ever released. I couldn't see a big difference to Debian, so I rather sticked to Debian and tested that. But my boss decided to stick with Windows and throwing his money down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I still had my old Laptop which only had GNU/Linux on it, and a dual boot PC at my desk at home which didn't boot into GNU/Linux often after I saw Windows XP, which I liked at that time. For all the years I had a dual boot with Debian, but hardly used it. All work was done on Windows, and in 2005 I removed the Debian partition to get more space. I was a Windows guy all over again. Well, not to mention the MacBook I also own that runs OS X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then there came Windows Vista (which I really hate(d), by the way), and a new job with a Ubuntu workstation. And Ubuntu is just great. Beeing an offspring of Debian, it has all the features that I loved in Debian, but doesn't have the issues I had with Debian (quite outdated software versions in the stable release).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 2007 after bravely using Vista for 6 weeks on a new computer, which really sucked big time (Vista sucks, not the new computer), I decided to replace Vista with Kubuntu GNU/Linux and use it exclusively. It was easy to set up, actually much easier and faster than setting up windows. And also MUCH easier than setting up other Distros (believe me, I've been through many GNU/Linux installations before, but no other was remotely as smooth and painless as this). But it was the first time in my life where I really used GNU/Linux for everything, not having a Windows as a backup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now it's been about 16 months with only GNU/Linux, both on my desktop PC and my new laptop PC (and even on my cell phone). The first few days after the cut were hard, I had to learn many things from scratch. And learning a lot about new applications for different tasks. But here's my resume for the last 16 months with GNU/Linux:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The first few days were difficult. I was on cold turkey. But I didn't regret switching to GNU/Linux for a single second. The only thing I'm regretting quite often is that it took me 10 years from my first contact with GNU/Linux to using it exclusively. I always knew it's the better thing, but I always found a fake reason for not switching.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you're in the same situation like I was: Just do it. Switch to GNU/Linux. And never look back.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are many people who want to make you believe that you have to be an computer expert to use GNU/Linux. Well, it might have been true a while ago, but currently any noob can install and use it. In fact, if I needed to set up a computer for granny who has never used a computer before, I would use GNU/Linux and tweak it for her. Yes, I can do it, I can make it suitable for retired old people. I can do it because GNU/Linux gives me the freedom and the opportunities, not because I'm uber-smart. And I would know it would be a loyal and indestructable companion for her. She couldn't destroy it by clicking on a wrong button, and I know she wouldn't catch a virus, a trojan horse, a dialer, or whatever. And I know it would just work.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I sit at a Windows Computer now (at friends), I get angry very fast. I'm not used on to the restrictions and uncomplete functionality anymore. During everything I do I think "this task would be SOOO easy on a Linux box". I can't believe I was able to endure this immature and lame Windows for so many years. I can't believe anybody else can. Well, maybe every Windows user endures it because he doesn't know how easy it could be done otherwise...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;GNU/Linux does many things different. And you need to learn a little bit about it before you can benefit from its advantages. But its worth the effort. Totally.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I like that everything just works without installing additional drivers. Since I use Kubuntu I have real plug'n'play. Printer, webcam, SLR, mass storage devices, cell phone, bluetooth sticks, ISDN fax, UMTS networking, whathaveyou. I stick it in and it just works. Period. I don't need the driver CDs anymore that come with every product. I know, not every hardware works with GNU/Linux. But I've been lucky so far--and I tried many different devices. They all just worked. Many of those didn't work on vista though. Not even after installing their drivers manually.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love the package manager (apt). Installing and removing software has never been easier. And no matter what software I need, it's always the same way to install it and to remove it again. Couldn't be simpler. I love that my system keeps itself up to date with the package manager. It fixes all vulnerabilities automatically and usually just a very short little while after they become known. And by upgrading the software automatically I can be sure to have a recent system with all components working together without any problems. And all this for the operating system itself, and also for all applications that I've installed. I love it, love it, love it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't expect GNU/Linux to be a substitute for Windows. GNU/Linux is another philosophy. GNU/Linux is all about freedom and choice. Many can't imagine or understand what this means. I didn't either. But now I know, I've seen the light. And I see restrictions and contraints in proprietary products everywhere. And I can't any longer understand how they're getting away with it. I can't understand why a company should decide what I can or can't do. Shouldn't this be my descision?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22380782-8956002863620777751?l=rian76.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://rian76.blogspot.com/feeds/8956002863620777751/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22380782&amp;postID=8956002863620777751&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/8956002863620777751" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/8956002863620777751" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/rian76/~3/j_cdMDNkJWQ/using-linux-resume.html" title="Using Linux. A resume." /><author><name>Rian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09153369313204652052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02904473670485511535" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://rian76.blogspot.com/2009/02/using-linux-resume.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22380782.post-8111360178315621666</id><published>2009-02-10T20:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T20:54:28.239+01:00</updated><title type="text">Flashback: Track and Field Athletics and a Crashing Plane</title><content type="html">I didn't like sports in school. Each sports lesson was a nightmare. There wasn't one thing I was good at. It's strange, because my Mom was a sports teacher, my Dad coached a team, my Gandpa was president of the local sports club, we lived right next to the sports grounds in our little village--you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst day each year in school there were the "Bundesjugendspiele" (federal youth athletic games). An entire day of broad jumping, high jumping, running, and other assorted pains in the ass. I hated it. Seriously. And I never got any award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year it was extremely bad. I think I was in 6th grade. I lived in a little village on top of a mountain. It was too small for its own school. There were only 3 other kids my age. Hence we went to a school in a small city in the valley. All pupils of the entire school were on the sports grounds. While I was talking to one of my teachers I saw a small plane flying in the valley between the mountains. Suddenly I realized that the plane was on fire. Much smoke came out at the rear, and if I remember correctly I also saw flames coming out. The plane came closer and closer, straight to the place where I was standing. Suddenly it made a turn to the right, I saw one person jumping out with a parachute, then the plane crashed on the ground at a mountain. We felt the heat of the explosion, and a HUGE mushroom-shaped fire started immediately. Of course the athletic games were over. I had problems to get home, because the plane destroyed the only road home. But the trains were still working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the news I heard that the one who escaped on a parachute was the co-pilot. He told what had happened. The pilots realized there's something wrong. They knew there was a fire at the rear. Since the valley is narrow they were looking for a place for emergancy landing, and found the sports grounds on a map. It would have been the perfect place. Suddenly they saw that there were children everywhere. They had to make a new plan very fast. The pilot decided to turn right. He knew he had to sacrifice his life. He knew he wouldn't survive. If he waited only one short second longer, they would have hit the sports grounds and possibly killed us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened almost 20 years ago, but I'm thinking about it from time to time. And I'm thankful this pilot sacrificed his life. This must have been a very tough decision. And it had to happen so fast. I don't think everybody would have reacted that way. He was a brave man indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22380782-8111360178315621666?l=rian76.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://rian76.blogspot.com/feeds/8111360178315621666/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22380782&amp;postID=8111360178315621666&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/8111360178315621666" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/8111360178315621666" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/rian76/~3/9rN4UpXh43U/flashback-track-and-field-athletics-and.html" title="Flashback: Track and Field Athletics and a Crashing Plane" /><author><name>Rian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09153369313204652052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02904473670485511535" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://rian76.blogspot.com/2009/02/flashback-track-and-field-athletics-and.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22380782.post-6686123361069966343</id><published>2009-02-08T11:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:02:50.749+01:00</updated><title type="text">Which film hero are you?</title><content type="html">&lt;table width="100%" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td rowspan="12"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://quel-heros-de-film.es-tu.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://quel-heros-de-film.es-tu.com/images/elements/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Néo (Matrix) : 74%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Yoda (Star Wars) : 72%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Hannibal Lecter : 71%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Eric Draven (The Crow) : 68%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Jim Levenstein (American Pie) : 68%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;James Bond : 67%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Indiana Jones : 66%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Forrest Gump : 66%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Batman / Bruce Wayne : 66%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Tony Montana (Scarface) : 66%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Maximus (Gladiator) : 66%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Schrek : 62%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://which-film-hero.are-you-really.com/"&gt;Which film hero are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22380782-6686123361069966343?l=rian76.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://rian76.blogspot.com/feeds/6686123361069966343/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22380782&amp;postID=6686123361069966343&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/6686123361069966343" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22380782/posts/default/6686123361069966343" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/rian76/~3/B4cmnJRad5Q/which-film-hero-are-you.html" title="Which film hero are you?" /><author><name>Rian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09153369313204652052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02904473670485511535" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://rian76.blogspot.com/2009/02/which-film-hero-are-you.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
