Month: March 2013
(un gest pe care am putea sa il facem cu totii)
Social media is truly wonderful; just caught a fabulous idea this morning which I really really love. Apparently, if you can’t afford to have a cup of coffee and you happen to be in Naples, Italy’s southern city, you could be blessed with one from good souls who had paid in advance for one or several coffees without drinking them. The extra coffee goes to the next customer who asks, ‘Do you have a suspended coffee?’ This caffe sospeso (suspended coffee) tradition originated from Naples, have since spread to more than 150 cafes across Bulgaria. I certainly hope that the love can spread further to other cafes and restaurants in the world.
Michaela Niculescu spunea cu putin timp inainte de a fi rapusa de boala : “Nu m-am casatorit cu cineva sa-mi fie alaturi la bine si la greu, ci m-am casatorit cu boala insasi. Iar cavalerul nostru de onoare, sau mai bine zis gazda noastra, este Spitalul Universitar”. Viata este un paradox, credem ca stim totul despre ea (unii si poate chiar stim multe), dar suntem departe de a o intelege. Nu s-a casatorit cu boala, ci cu finalul ei trist. Boala este doar una din modalitatile de a te confrunta cu finalul.
A woman was waiting at an airport one night,
With several long hours before her flight.
She hunted for a book in the airport shops.
Bought a bag of cookies and found a place to drop.
She was engrossed in her book but happened to see,
That the man sitting beside her, as bold as could be.
Grabbed a cookie or two from the bag in between,
Which she tried to ignore to avoid a scene.
So she munched the cookies and watched the clock,
As the gutsy cookie thief diminished her stock.
She was getting more irritated as the minutes ticked by,
Thinking, “If I wasn’t so nice, I would blacken his eye.”