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Into the life
This morning when I opened my Feed Reader, I stumbled on this quote from the movie Into The Wild: I understood what he was doing, that he had spent four years fulfilling the absurd and tedious duty of graduating from college and now he was emancipated from that world of abstraction, false security, parents, and material excess. – Carine McCandless (Jena Malone) Having read Pino’s review yesterday, I make a mental note of it as…
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Mockenrue, stealer of dreams
Comparing the DVD-edition of IQ‘s Subterranea Concert to the VHS-tape I already own for several years, I am disappointed to discover that the included bonus material adds not much value to the content included on video tape. Although I cannot complain about the price (actually the DVD was offered to me as a gift) it would have been better to search for a review before putting it on my wishlist. So I can only confirm…
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Helen and Olly
Just before last Christmas 2 British podcasters have travelled to Luxembourg only to top the local iTunes charts. Here’s their first Video about this remarkable event, check out if they succeded: Quote of the vid: My suspicion is: they think we’re Jesus readers. [Olly commenting the initial lack of success in giving away homemade gingerbread men wrapped in a letter with instructions about the podcast.] (via)
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Concerts à emporter
Blogosphere reinvents the video star: #45.3 – Andrew Bird – Spare-Oh envoyé par lablogotheque (via)
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Autopia
As my swedish cruiser needed its next service at 80.000 km on the odometer, ten days ago I decided to arrange a time and date by using the mailform at the website of the best-known and biggest Volvo dealer in Luxembourg. The first time I’ve heard of this possibility to schedule a service at their garage was sometime back in 2006 on a bill. At that time I thought that it would be easier to…
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coldrain
at the sound of the bell you return home. your clothes are soaked, cold raindrops run down your face. they fall like needles just to merge into the rill on the ground heading towards the river. your fingers clutching the cold torch feel like steel, your frosty feet are like a gate to coldness. if only those tears could flow to give your cheeks the warmth they are yearning for so long. (Foto: cc by…
"And the meek shall inherit the earth."