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bloggerbrunch-nachbetrachtungenWer war da? ... und hat seinen O-Saft nicht bezahlt? Wir gingen zuletzt und ich mußte noch 2 O-Saft zuviel zahlen. Wer sich angesprochen fühlt, der meldet sich bitte bei xxx - weniger wegen der 3,60 EUR mehr so wegen wäre nett. Nachtrag: Das soll bitte niemanden davon abhalten, an solchen Events teilzunehmen. Manchmal nutzen auch Gastwirte sowas aus, um einfach 2 O-Saft mehr abzurechnen, oder der Kellner vertut sich einfach. Wenn es wirklich niemand war, dann war halt mein Trinkgeld etwas höher und gut is'. Ich will niemanden kriminalisieren, weder die Teilnehmer noch das Roxie. 2 O-Saft ist harmlos, habe sowas auch schonmal mit Essen und Wein für 2 Personen erlebt, Summe fast 40 EUR, und es hat sich später alles aufgeklärt. -- es spricht offenbar viel für dieses Bierdeckelprinzip aus Köln;)
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Fame, fame, fatal fame. It can play hideous tricks on the brain. But still I'd rather be famous than righteous, or holy, Any day, any day, any day. But sometimes I'd feel more fulfilled Making Christmas cards with the mentally ill. I want to live and I want to love. I want to catch something that I might be ashamed of.
There was a programme on TV about what would happen if there was a nuclear war. And I think if a nuclear war did happen I'd be thinking: Is Boy George safe?
Simpson invented the term 'metrosexual' - something about men using moisturiser and being the new narcissists and a bit unfussed about who they snog, which is a concept friendly and banal enough to have been instantly taken up by American advertising executives keen to make the overwhelming popularity of Will & Grace comprehensible from a marketing point of view.
Kommentare in meinem Weblog helfen mir oft, die Welt besser zu verstehen. Nicht, dass ich das gewollt hätte.
This is how easy it has become.Mario stubs out his cigarette and sits down at the desk in his bedroom. He pops into his laptop the CD of Iron Maiden's ''Number of the Beast,'' his latest favorite album. ''I really like it,'' he says. ''My girlfriend bought it for me.'' He gestures to the 15-year-old girl with straight dark hair lounging on his neatly made bed, and she throws back a shy smile. Mario, 16, is a secondary-school student in a small town in the foothills of southern Austria. (He didn't want me to use his last name.) His shiny shoulder-length hair covers half his face and his sleepy green eyes, making him look like a very young, languid Mick Jagger. On his wall he has an enormous poster of Anna Kournikova -- which, he admits sheepishly, his girlfriend is not thrilled about. Downstairs, his mother is cleaning up after dinner. She isn't thrilled these days, either. But what bothers her isn't Mario's poster. It's his hobby.
When Mario is bored -- and out here in the countryside, surrounded by soaring snowcapped mountains and little else, he's bored a lot -- he likes to sit at his laptop and create computer viruses and worms. Online, he goes by the name Second Part to Hell, and he has written more than 150 examples of what computer experts call ''malware'': tiny programs that exist solely to self-replicate, infecting computers hooked up to the Internet. Sometimes these programs cause damage, and sometimes they don't. Mario says he prefers to create viruses that don't intentionally wreck data, because simple destruction is too easy.