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18 Sep 2001 :: There were no news from me after I went to Romania. Well, I am ok and it was because I was settling here, starting with my new job, etc. I rented a 3 rooms appartment in the center of the city. I even can see the Moldovan king (knyaz? boyar?) palace from my window. I am also full of new impressions... [ more.. ]

12 Nov 2002 :: That's it! The hit of the season! Konstantin Klyagin - a resident of Chisinau. Resident.. Chisinau.. Konstantin.. Mantra. Just after I've been there only three times. Can you imagine, having visited the country only for three times, I've became a resident of its capital... [ more.. ]

05 Jun 2001 :: I got my new article about motor published at recently. It covers new features since 2.6.3 release as well as plans for the future releases... [ more.. ]

[ 22nd Apr 2002 ] spring sketchings | leave a comment

Yesterday our superia asked me to participate in the metting of new programmers that were expected to come from Lviv to see the conditions and then probably to come next time and join our Romanian office here. They were supposed to make a short one-day trip. So we'd been to a restaurant for a lunch here, then they saw the office and got their first impressions about the software we wrote. After this in the evening a trip to the "Viper" club was planned, which is considered to be the best place for billiards and bowling in whole the city. However, the guys following the best traditions proposed another way to have a good time in the evening. The point is that they had brought several bottles of Ukrainian vodka and salted cucumbers, so they didn't consider the club as a good place to go. Even having in mind the company was going to pay for it. Anyway, they reminded us of the things they'd brought and instead of the club fun we went to one of our colleague's place, fried so called hunters' sausages, drank and ate the cucumbers. That's what's THE tradition is all about.

Was away for some time to prepare something to eat at the kitchen, and found recently lost sun-glasses in ... the refrigirator. Left them in the bag with fruits. Happens.

The spring is going on. A few days ago was going to the office in the morning and saw the following scene. A young lady was going along the street, and a man was going towards her. The latter was dressed very simple, and looked like he was 50 years old or something. His clothes were dirty, but he didn't look like a vagabond. Probably he was a labourer. He looked at the lady very attentively, and when she appeared behind him, he turned his back and was watching her for some time from behind smoking a cigarette. I reminded me a joke. On a bench in a park a student lady was sitting reading a book. A vagabond came up and sat next to her. The vagabond looked like a real one, with unwashable tan on his face, dressed in something stinky and torn, with a bag of the same kind in hands. The lady continued to read not paying him even a bit of attention. "A poor guy" - she thought - "he must be tired and sat to have a rest here on the bench". But the vagabond got an apple from the bag, rubbed it with his trousers and proposed it to the lady. She refused the apple in a polite way and continued reading, and the guy ate the apple. Then from the same bag he got a bottle filled up with a hadly transparent liquid, shaked it and, again, proposed to the lady. Again, she refused the proposition. Then the vagabond drank the bottle's contents, sighed and stated: "Well, so I cannot even hope to have a blow job".

Almost all of us go crazy in the spring, and it won't be a big frankness to admit. So yours sincerelly decided to serf the Net to find some crazy sites, and found the site of someone Danya Shepovalov, who was the author of "funny" articles in the "Hacker" magazine. Then having read the magazine I found his humor horrible. So when I saw the site I expected to see a lot of texts about fleuts in anals, faces covered with shit, and other stuff almost without any sense of humour. Well, I mean it's amusing but not really ok to publish in printed computers related editorials. However, after reading some articles I found out that it was only a small part of his creativity. The serie of articles about demo coders, sects research, and further researching activities of the author make a good impression. So it's strongly recommended. The only note, the whole site is in Russian.

The Moldavian "Zdob si Zdub" band is continuing its victorious marching through the Romanian culture. Being a great fan of them, yours sincerelly watching their creative process. In fact, the guys have a very noble mission to bring the interest in Russian language to Romania. By the way, almost all the representatives of the old generation here learned Russian at school, some of them for 10 years or so. However, none of them can be proud of being able to speak it. Strange anyway that after such a period of studies people only know several words. Once I heard a radical point of view of one of university teachers here. He told that he didn't speak Russian, because: a) he doesn't like Russian; b) he had learned it at school, but cannot speak it because the lessons were obligatory. I asked him immediately if he could count, because arithmetic was also obligatory at school for sure. "Intelligentsia", sigh. Usual Romanian guys (mainly old people), however, are very glad to hear someone's speaking Russian, and then start trying to insert words they know in Russian into their phrases.

Ok, I've lost the point a little bit. So, I keep track the recent creation of the "Zdob si Zdub" band. In fact, I don't do fine at keeping track of it. But sometimes the local musical channel shows their new works. Even more, not so long ago, there was a special program about them on the TV. It consisted of an interview interrupted with their clips from time to time. It was amusing to hear who the vocalist of the band was asking the guitarist in Russian how to say something in Romanian.

The popularity of "Z&Z" is very easy to notice here. Recently with our UN department about which I told here, consisting of Romanians, Frenchs, Belgians, and other nationalities, we were at a concert of a local rock band. Unfortunatelly I don't remember its name. The sound was really good. Also I remember the vocalist who was looking like a 100% rapper. So, the guys finished playing their own things, and got to the covers. First the "Smoke on the water" song was played, and then guess what? "Hai, Zdubi".

Finally, a theme from the recently mentioned "Deep Purple", named "Pictures of Home"..

The biggest square in the Europe, the Independence square, Kharkov. The webcam put on the street by "Ukrtelecom".

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