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Most először ipróbáltam pályán egy fully-t. Jó volt, sokkal biztonságosabb és könyebb vele menni mint az enyémmel. Nem fért bele több kör, a sajáttal mentem utána. Valószínű a megszokás miatt, mert ismerem a gépet, jobban éreztem magam a sajáttal.

#emserbikepark #Canyon #badems #bikepark

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néha ügyetlenkedek

és akkor megszólal a fejemben Mucsi Zoltán, hogy

"PETIKE, NE BÉNÁZZÁL MÁR! HÁT ÍGY KELL EZT CSINÁLNI? Na, megy ez neked, látod?!"

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“I’ve just turned eighteen and I think I understand what people mean to each other.”

The End of the F***ing World (2017)

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Tanítottam két diplomával bruttó 49 000-ért egy évig, majd távoli rokon távoli rokonán keresztül Észak Olaszországba mentem. Nagyot álmodtam, síoktató akartam lenni. Angolul minimálisan gagyogtam, németből pár szavas piaci szókincs, olaszból nullával érkeztem. Egy 4 csillagos szállodába lettem konyhai kisegítő. Félév múlva saláta szakács, a főszakács jobbkeze. Bruttó két évet voltunk kint. Angolom fejlődött, olaszból valamennyit felszedtem magamra. 

Ekkor vezették be az eurót, a munkavállaláshoz még be kellett jelentkezni a rendőrségen, úgy újlenyomat vétel miegymás…

A hely ahol voltunk pazar volt, csodálatos helyen, sípálya, golf pálya, helikopter leszálló. Volt vendég, aki elvitt helikopterezni a Alpokba.

Magyar órabér szerint kerestem,  azonban voltak olyan rendesek hogy hagytak 10 héten keresztül heti hét nap szabadság nélkül 14 órát dolgozni. Bejelentve, adózva nettó 1500 €-t- kaptam kézhez, amiből lett autó és Budai kislakás kezdő részlete a sok jó tapasztalás mellett. Káprázatos ételek, síelés, sífutás, MTB a hegyekbe amikor ez még nem volt divat. Mondjuk én voltam az egyetlen aki a napközbeni 2 órás szünetben nem lefeküdt pihenni, hanem elment még valamit sportolni. Nem tudom elképzelni hogy bírtam.

Mikor lett elég pénzünk abbahagytuk, láttuk mit művel azzal aki ezt hosszútávon csinálja és úgy döntöttünk nem éri meg. Otthon kerestem irodai munkát.  

Azóta munka kapcsán többször voltam több helyen külföldön, éppen a harmadik év emet tolom németben. 

Szóval minimális nyelvtudással is el lehet indulni. Én úgy emlékszem vissza, hogy 24 éve sok áldozat árán lehetett boldogulni.

Magyarok Olaszországban csoportban találtam. Viccesnek tűnt, de belegondoltam, hogy rengeteg munka van, amihez nem kell nyelvtudás. Azért valamihez érteni kell vagy bevállalni, hogy valami népszerűtlen munka lehet. Vagy nem tudom, külföldön élő tumblisok, volt aki így indult neki? Nyelvtudás nélkül?

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Ha Élő Norbert elbuktatja a Kutyapártot a Hegyvidéken, a DK-nak mint ellenzéki pártnak vége

Amit Ferenc emberi-szakmai arculatával hosszú évek alatt nem tudott elérni, most egyetlen politikai hiba elvégzi helyette. Úgy látszik, az LMP sorsa nem volt eléggé intő példa. A DK listáján még mindig vannak jó arcok, ezután majd nem lesznek. A pártnak vannak normális szavazói, ezután nem lesznek. Maradnak a tálibok és Ferenc. Ja, és Élő Norbert.

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#norma #Erstkommunion #boldog

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A scorpion, not knowing how to swim, asked a frog to carry it across the river. “Do I look like a fool?” said the frog. “You’d sting me if I let you on my back!”

“Be logical,” said the scorpion. “If I stung you I’d certainly drown myself.”

“That’s true,” the frog acknowledged. “Climb aboard, then!” But no sooner than they were halfway across the river, the scorpion stung the frog, and they both began to thrash and drown. “Why on earth did you do that?” the frog said morosely. “Now we’re both going to die.” 

“I can’t help it,” said the scorpion. “It’s my nature.”

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…But no sooner than they were halfway across the river, the frog felt a subtle motion on its back, and in a panic dived deep beneath the rushing waters, leaving the scorpion to drown.

“It was going to sting me anyway,” muttered the frog, emerging on the other side of the river. “It was inevitable. You all knew it. Everyone knows what those scorpions are like. It was self-defense.”

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…But no sooner had they cast off from the bank, the frog felt the tip of a stinger pressed lightly against the back of its neck. “What do you think you’re doing?” said the frog.

“Just a precaution,” said the scorpion. “I cannot sting you without drowning. And now, you cannot drown me without being stung. Fair’s fair, isn’t it?”

They swam in silence to the other end of the river, where the scorpion climbed off, leaving the frog fuming.

“After the kindness I showed you!” said the frog. “And you threatened to kill me in return?”

“Kindness?” said the scorpion. “To only invite me on your back after you knew I was defenseless, unable to use my tail without killing myself? My dear frog, I only treated you as I was treated. Your kindness was as poisoned as a scorpion’s sting.”

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…“Just a precaution,” said the scorpion. “I cannot sting you without drowning. And now, you cannot drown me without being stung. Fair’s fair, isn’t it?”

“You have a point,” the frog acknowledged. “But once we get to dry land, couldn’t you sting me then without repercussion?”

“All I want is to cross the river safely,” said the scorpion. “Once I’m on the other side I would gladly let you be.”

“But I would have to trust you on that,” said the frog. “While you’re pressing a stinger to my neck. By ferrying you to land I’d be be giving up the one deterrent I hold over you.”

“But by the same logic, I can’t possibly withdraw my stinger while we’re still over water,” the scorpion protested.

The frog paused in the middle of the river, treading water. “So, I suppose we’re at an impasse.”

The river rushed around them. The scorpion’s stinger twitched against the frog’s unbroken skin. “I suppose so,” the scorpion said.

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A scorpion, not knowing how to swim, asked a frog to carry it across the river. “Absolutely not!” said the frog, and dived beneath the waters, and so none of them learned anything.

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A scorpion, being unable to swim, asked a turtle (as in the original Persian version of the fable) to carry it across the river. The turtle readily agreed, and allowed the scorpion aboard its shell. Halfway across, the scorpion gave in to its nature and stung, but failed to penetrate the turtle’s thick shell. The turtle, swimming placidly, failed to notice.

They reached the other side of the river, and parted ways as friends.

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…Halfway across, the scorpion gave in to its nature and stung, but failed to penetrate the turtle’s thick shell.

The turtle, hearing the tap of the scorpion’s sting, was offended at the scorpion’s ungratefulness. Thankfully, having been granted the powers to both defend itself and to punish evil, the turtle sank beneath the waters and drowned the scorpion out of principle.

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A scorpion, not knowing how to swim, asked a frog to carry it across the river. “Do I look like a fool?” sneered the frog. “You’d sting me if I let you on my back.”

The scorpion pleaded earnestly. “Do you think so little of me? Please, I must cross the river. What would I gain from stinging you? I would only end up drowning myself!”

“That’s true,” the frog acknowledged. “Even a scorpion knows to look out for its own skin. Climb aboard, then!”

But as they forged through the rushing waters, the scorpion grew worried. This frog thinks me a ruthless killer, it thought. Would it not be justified in throwing me off now and ridding the world of me? Why else would it agree to this? Every jostle made the scorpion more and more anxious, until the frog surged forward with a particularly large splash, and in panic the scorpion lashed out with its stinger.

“I knew it,” snarled the frog, as they both thrashed and drowned. “A scorpion cannot change its nature.”

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A scorpion, not knowing how to swim, asked a frog to carry it across the river. The frog agreed, but no sooner than they were halfway across the scorpion stung the frog, and they both began to thrash and drown.

“I’ve only myself to blame,” sighed the frog, as they both sank beneath the waters. “You, you’re a scorpion, I couldn’t have expected anything better. But I knew better, and yet I went against my judgement! And now I’ve doomed us both!”

“You couldn’t help it,” said the scorpion mildly. “It’s your nature.” 

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…“Why on earth did you do that?” the frog said morosely. “Now we’re both going to die.”

“Alas, I was of two natures,” said the scorpion. “One said to gratefully ride your back across the river, and the other said to sting you where you stood. And so both fought, and neither won.” It smiled wistfully. “Ah, it would be nice to be just one thing, wouldn’t it? Unadulterated in nature. Without the capacity for conflict or regret.”

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“By the way,” said the frog, as they swam, “I’ve been meaning to ask: What’s on the other side of the river?”

“It’s the journey,” said the scorpion. “Not the destination.”

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…“What’s on the other side of anything?” said the scorpion. “A new beginning.”

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…”Another scorpion to mate with,” said the scorpion. “And more prey to kill, and more living bodies to poison, and a forthcoming lineage of cruelties that you will be culpable in.”

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…”Nothing we will live to see, I fear,” said the scorpion. “Already the currents are growing stronger, and the river seems like it shall swallow us both. We surge forward, and the shoreline recedes. But does that mean our striving was in vain?”

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“I love you,” said the scorpion.

The frog glanced upward. “Do you?”

“Absolutely. Can you imagine the fear of drowning? Of course not. You’re a frog. Might as well be scared of breathing air. And yet here I am, clinging to your back, as the waters rage around us. Isn’t that love? Isn’t that trust? Isn’t that necessity? I could not kill you without killing myself. Are we not inseparable in this?”

The frog swam on, the both of them silent.

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“I’m so tired,” murmured the frog eventually. “How much further to the other side? I don’t know how long we’ve been swimming. I’ve been treading water. And it’s getting so very dark.”

“Shh,” the scorpion said. “Don’t be afraid.”

The frog’s legs kicked out weakly. “How long has it been? We’re lost. We’re lost! We’re doomed to be cast about the waters forever. There is no land. There’s nothing on the other side, don’t you see!”

“Shh, shh,” said the scorpion. “My venom is a hallucinogenic. Beneath its surface, the river is endlessly deep, its currents carrying many things.” 

“You - You’ve killed us both,” said the frog, and began to laugh deliriously. “Is this - is this what it’s like to drown?” 

“We’ve killed each other,” said the scorpion soothingly. “My venom in my glands now pulsing through your veins, the waters of your birthing pool suffusing my lungs. We are engulfing each other now, drowning in each other. I am breathless. Do you feel it? Do you feel my sting pierced through your heart?”

“What a foolish thing to do,” murmured the frog. “No logic. No logic to it at all.”

“We couldn’t help it,” whispered the scorpion. “It’s our natures. Why else does anything in the world happen? Because we were made for this from birth, darling, every moment inexplicable and inevitable. What a crazy thing it is to fall in love, and yet - It’s all our fault! We are both blameless. We’re together now, darling. It couldn’t have happened any other way.”

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“It’s funny,” said the frog. “I can’t say that I trust you, really. Or that I even think very much of you and that nasty little stinger of yours to begin with. But I’m doing this for you regardless. It’s strange, isn’t it? It’s strange. Why would I do this? I want to help you, want to go out of my way to help you. I let you climb right onto my back! Now, whyever would I go and do a foolish thing like that?”

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A scorpion, not knowing how to swim, asked a frog to carry it across the river. “Do I look like a fool?” said the frog. “You’d sting me if I let you on my back!”

“Be logical,” said the scorpion. “If I stung you I’d certainly drown myself.”  

“That’s true,” the frog acknowledged. “Come aboard, then!” But no sooner had the scorpion mounted the frog’s back than it began to sting, repeatedly, while still safely on the river’s bank.

The frog groaned, thrashing weakly as the venom coursed through its veins, beginning to liquefy its flesh. “Ah,” it muttered. “For some reason I never considered this possibility.”

“Because you were never scared of me,” the scorpion whispered in its ear. “You were never scared of dying. In a past life you wore a shell and sat in judgement. And then you were reborn: soft-skinned, swift, unburdened, as new and vulnerable as a child, moving anew through a world of children. How could anyone ever be cruel, you thought, seeing the precariousness of it all?” The scorpion bowed its head and drank. “How could anyone kill you without killing themselves?”

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Egész jó képregény!

This Anatomical Heart Balaclava Is Off The Hook! Amazing work, cosplay balaclava inspired by Shin from Dorohedoro. Follow the maker Kaz on Twitter: @kaztrophysics and Instagram: @kazclops.

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Nem szeretek gyalogolni. Az erdőbe inkább kétkeréken megyek. Azonban évek óta van az a trükköm hogy később szállok fel a buszra, és korábban szállok le róla. Pár megálló gyaloglás fixen minden nap megvan hiába tenne le a tömegközlekedés a munkahelyem ajtajában. 

mi a baj a gyaloglással? fogyaszt, jót tesz, egészséges, ingyen van, nem vesz el helyet mástól, nem szennyez, csendes. igen, ha lehet, menj gyalog. minél többet! (láttál már kövér apostolt?)

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Bármikor! Nagy kedvenc!

Brazil. 1985. Dir by Terry Gilliam.

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Self promo for my newest card game, Jewel Thief; but you can play it for free! Stay tuned to learn how

"What is Jewel Thief?"

It's a card matching game with a villain; one player tries to match jewels in a 36 card grid while their opponent, the titular Jewel Thief, periodically steals cards from the board. You can check out its page on The Game Crafter for more information, but it'll spoil the rest of this post

"What makes it special?"

The game's turn structure would theorettically allow you, perhaps via some kind of infinite cloning machine, to play a round of Jewel Thief til the heat death of the universe. While I wouldnt recommend that, its lack of a player cap (and ease of set-up; seriously, all you do is put cards on a table) makes it a good party game choice.

But that's not all!

There are three extra rule variants that drastically alter the gameplay while keeping card matching and stealing as main mechanics. I believe the cards are versatile enough to allow for many custom games, too

"Okay, but why should I buy a silly game from some bug nerd?"

First off, ouch. Second off, that's the best part; you dont have to buy it to play it! Jewel Thief can be played with a standard 52 card deck. Here's how:

Step 1. Remove the 10s, Jacks, Queens, Kings and Jokers

Step 2. Download the free rules from the shop page

Step 3. Play the game, matching cards based on their values. You'll need to designate a value as the Diamond jewel for game 4

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That's it for my little self-promo. If you dont buy the game, I hope you'll at least give it a try and consider supporting my future projects.

Thank you <3

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Edit (Mar. 25, 2024) : Thank you to everyone who liked and reblogged this; if you play the game I encourage you to share your thoughts in the comments and/or reblogs (even if you hated it). Feel free to share any custom games or house rules you come up with, too. I'd love to try them!

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Krisztus a sütiben.

Gépi fordítás, az eredetiben nyilván "en bisque" szerepelt. A biszkvit matt, máz nélküli porcelán, ezzel a technikával sokkal részletgazdagabb darabok készülhetnek, viszont semmiféle égetési, vagy egyéb hibát nem lehet mázzal elfedni, így a sokkal magasabb selejthányad miatt ezek a készítmények általában drágábbak is voltak mázas társaiknál.

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Junji Ito Maniac: Japanese Tales of the Macabre (2023)

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Random Animal Generator - Perchance

#Youtube

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“Soft Landing,” a four-page comic by Dan O’Bannon and Thomas Warkentin, from Heavy Metal magazine, September 1979