... afterward, Matylda became ideal and disappeared.

By the way, this day is special and should be marked in calendars. It's e_danae's birthday!

I wanted to say something more original than "happy birthday," so I thought I could wish you the best year of your life. But that would mean that all the following years would be worse. Maybe you are too young to have the best year of your life.

So... I wish you nice cats I hope this year will be one of the best in your life, but not the best one, only really, really good one, so you can looking forward to the others, even better ones!

As a gift I'd like to post the promised picture of the nearly cubist bull on the translation of Fray Leon. But I guess you're not surprise that I can't find it?

Book: Hem, hem... well, I've started three and finished one (but February is really short month, you know) and I don't think this one deserves this honour. But for March I have a surprise. Not so much for you as for me, but still...

Movie: Once - Finally!
As far as I know, women are more fond of this movie than men. Too romantic, they say and I must disagree. Well, of course it has some kind of romantic scent but unlike the most of other romantic movies this can happen because there's no happy ending;-)
By the way, I love the scene with the vacuum cleaner. I'm thinking of a little walk with our old vacuum cleaner... just once;-)

Music: OST - Once - how original! But perfect music for this month.

Action: My short stay in Karviná with my friend Petra. The first evening we found out that almost nothing had changed since we were young... er and we weren't able to finish a bottle of wine in a pair. No matter that that evening we didn't finish the second bottle.

This is Charlie, the walking parrot. She almost never flies, but sometimes she gets out of her cage and walks in the living room or in the kitchen. Once, she exceeded all expectations and actually flied and than sat down on the refrigerator. But she was too scared to fly back to the cage, so she was walking and met Maggie.

And one bonus: Have you seen The Ring?

Spanish phrase: Cuando las ranas críen pelo./ When frogs have hairs (ugh, poor translation)./ When hell freezes over.

 

Exceptionally in Czech because I'm such a coward. English has too many articles for 100 words.

josika:
Prvním deseti osobám, které připojí k tomuto povídání svůj komentář a požádají mě o napsání drabble (povídka o sto slovech) na téma, které si sami vyberou, bude tato prosba splněna. Nicméně na oplátku dotyčný musí umístit obdobnou výzvu na svůj blog (nebo tak něco). Doplňte fandomy, pro které jste ochotni psát.
Fandomy: Ehm... Harry Potter? Případně mohu posloužit crossoverem s Českými drahami (ačkoliv Birute nepřekonám.)

1. Beru i výměnu drabble za drabble;)

2. Jsem děsně pomalá.

3. Snad si toho tady někdo všimne.

Realization of the idea stolen from e_danae. Maybe I should leave out "culture" because I'm losing notion what this word means.

So...

Book: Günter Grass: The Tin Drum: Three reasons:
1. It has no rival as I wasn't able to finish Great Expectations during January. And many exams, of course - maybe the real book of January is The Introduction to the Study od Language.
2. Actually, I haven't finished it yet because I don't know where the book is as well as I don't know where my scarf, my gloves, my two pullovers, my  coat and all the things that someone stole, while I was burying living linguists with my favourite teacher, are. Yesterday, I spent whole afternoon searching for a new coat and new book. Unsuccessfully in both cases. Fortunately, they have the book (but no coats for poor Matylda) in a library. Unfortunately, someone who I don't want to meet (in fact I do, but you know...) lives near the library. Maybe I could wait until he moves away and than finish the last hundred pages.
3. The best book since I read One Hundred Years of Solitude and Master and Margarita. 

Music: Amaral - El Universo Sobre Mi
I like the album (Pájaros en la Cabeza) as a whole, but firstly, I could understand all words of this song  and I didn't have to  search for lyrics, and secondly, because of my "one newly discovered album/interpret for a year" I'm going to use the songs from it in every Culture Inventory.
By the way, the singer has the sexiest sibilants I've ever heard. Honestly, if I were man! And I think I'd like to have her coat. As a woman.

Movie: Dogville
Am I the only one who wanted them dead? Come on, world is full of latent misanthropes.

Action: The school ball.
You know, the selective memory.

Spanish word (yeah, an innovation): Ojalá (if only)
It's not like I've heard it for the first time, but... I think Spanish is one of the most convenient languages for expressing wishes. Or astonishment. For a while, I was thinking that the Spanish word of January should have been Qué?

Some noble words in the end:
In February (or in this year or in this life), I should stop being so self-pitying and turn to the real problems like global warming, AIDS, orphans, president elections in the US, president elections in the Czech Republic, poverty... or listen to my friends who have the real problems and sometimes try to say something which wouldn't sound too dumb.

In a few moments, I'll start realizing what I've just promised but... don't you think that it would be great if e_danae posted some pictures of her cats? Google cats are vacant. And it would cheer me up. But it's just a suggestion, no pressure, really...

(You can skip the beginning, it's quite boring but I must write it to fit the Subject.)

On Thursday I got my credit (this is interesting... is "credit" the proper term for "zápočet"? I know that our Spanish teachers don't translate it and call it "el zápočet." French teachers say "la zápočet." Hm.) for  class of translating (this is definitely not the right term).  I just came into his office and ten minutes later I had a new signature in my index. A miracle, really. Because almost everyone from our group has to visit him once more. And two girls he had called before me spent there almost and hour and then he sacked them. But maybe he was just tired and fed up with reading the same text again and again.

There is one interesting word in this text (John Fante's Dreams from Bunker Hill):
"Gradually I moved into deeper water and began to swim, invigorated by the cool tangy surf."
How would you translate "tangy" in this context? I just wonder if anyone else except me would find it quite difficult.

On Friday, near the place I live, I saw an accident.  Well, actually I didn't see it happen, I just passed by cars of police, ambulance and fire-brigade, and there were splinters coloured with blood on the road. A woman was getting out of her car and a car behind her knocked her down. This part of the road is straight and the other vehicles, bikers or walkers are perfectly visible, so only a few drivers don't ignore  the speed limit. (It seems to me that the drivers don't worry about the traffic rules in whole Olomouc.)   

On my way back home I was alone in a  compartment. Until we reached Zábřeh, where a boy, probably a bit younger than me, entered the compartment. And with him arrived also an unbearable stench. A mixture of sweat and something else I couldn't define. The smell was so strong that I couldn't concentrate on my book, I was just sitting with fingers in front of my nose and trying not to breath more than it was necessary. I was considering leaving the compartment and finding another or stay in a corridor,  which would have been rude, but inevitable. Finally, I decided that at the next station I would pretend getting out of the train and then I'd change my place. But it was the boy, who left the train and I thanked all the highest powers I know, the ones I believe in as well as the once I don't believe in.
I understand that during a hot summer day someone would sweat but it's January and deodorant is not so expensive.

And now, the more interesting part.


 

 

a question.