Mushroom!

Rain+good weather+watching mushrooms in the market=going to search for mushroom. Dressing up for the freezing morning, then sweating in the sunshine, walked around the border of Fityeház we collected about 3kgs of Parasol mushrooms. Lunch for the first taste, then the main thing wil be on the weekend.

Hey, we like mushrooms!

Budapest,you wonderful

The last week was for Budapest, we went to watch the A.C. Milan match with Frodo's on wednesday, and with my pal Tamás to the Traffic Museum (and for a walk, and a meeting) on friday. Both journey were great, Igor did its best on the way to/from the match, the average speed of 120km/h didn't matter. OK, I know... but it's a 26 years old vehicle.

On saturday we took part on the Day of the town with fiends.

So this week was full of happenings, but it was good as it was.

That missed - Igor eats

Visiting relatives. On the weekend of 15th of March.

That was an adventure, of course, Friday 13.

Papa-mama into the car, go to Kesztölc, to the relatives. But poor Igor thought that in different way, it just lost power and then blowed out its mind after the köröshegy bridge. Oli level: NILL. Didn't it eat it!? And of course, the spare oil laughed here in the garage in its nice silver can. So Zolika had to be hitchhiker on the speedway for the first time in his live. Big thank you to the gentleman with the Renault Thalia (here's the place of adv.) and to the tank truck driver who made the car-Balatonboglár gas station route possible to me. So the oil question became solved, but Igor still had no power, so brought him to check. Right, riding with 2 cylinders instead of 4 is not a rush. But this problem had been solved, too, the russian technic ran like a rocket.

At our relatives we ate-drank a lot, went out into the forest, played poker until late nights, and at last, I could see the Matrix 2 in slovak language! :D After all, I can tell that this trip was positive.

But the point is: NOWHERE on 13rd, Friday.

No stop / Punish your machine

The last one and half week was a rush by work, over overtimes, sack of money (of course).

On 6th of December we (with Grass) visited the big Budapest for our only concert in this year: Front 242 in Sport Max 2. As we arrived (after confused navigation, and stop) Igor decided not to anywhere from here, we don't go on. Didn't want to run. Lucky that it simply started as pushed. Refuelling, then push, again (THX, Grass), then parking on a street that looked like a ski jumping track for safety. We met our pal Visage, and then way to the concert. Yes, Front 242 in Hungary for the first time. The mood is excellent, the music is excellent as well, the volume is over in normal, the LCD TVs (spectacles) showed the "no signal" text often because of the volume. But after all, it was great. Then back to the car, it doesn't start, of course. Handbrake off, ignition on, shifting to second gear, jumping up from clutch, and tear home.

As we found out here at home, this state is not temporary, need to be fixed. So, Zolika fixes car, takes the starter engine out. Yes, turture, scars on hands, impossible positures. Like a surgery. "Like when you want to find a pinhole in boxing gloves while you hug a tree around." The pont: success. Fix, the back it on the next day. EXCELLENT.

Now I look like a clumsy handyman, thanks for the great russian industry that can put anything in where you can take it out like an artist.

Igor flies, the life is running, but just need a little relax, some calm days. No overtime.

Mr. and Mrs. Csalló

Well, this day has came, too. My best friend is now married.

GOD BLESS THEM!

Supplement

I talk about the past here and now.
On 20th of August we went to Budapest with Frodo, Gr4ss, and Noresz to see the Hungarian round of Red Bull Air Race, the airshow, and the fireworks at night.

Well, please, the Red Bull kids have done their best, brought more spectacular moments than last year, with arobatics by single, and fleet airplanes, and even helicopters and everything that flies. Next year we'll defenetly go, again. The fireworks have been seen from the middle of the Margaret bridge, and it was nice this year, too.

On saturday we went to see bunkers from the 50's with my pal Tamás, then went to the 5th annual Kanizsa Wine- and Dödöllefest. I've met with long seen familiars.

"Can't tell anything more."

Grill

The promised grill took place in saturday. The scene was in Újudvar at a little pond, and it was a perfect scene for it. Thanking for the crowd the atmosphere became excellent, and we were dancing and singing at the end, and didn't notice that the time has passed. So I arrived home at 2am.
Yes, and the food was tasty, and enough, and the MÉBAGYÖPI starred, too as marinade.
Thanks for all who took place, I hope there will be continuing.

Away from here

Yesterday I went out from the everydays, we went to a little trip (an to photographing) with my pal Noresz. First we didn't knopw where to go, but then we found ourself on the Island of Kányavár. The weather was windy, but it was nice, too. We love the nature, so it was good to hear the wind, smell the air, and see the green. Then we went to Keszthely, and we walked around the Festetics palace in its garden. After this we had our dinner in a small restaurant, and then came home.So the yesterday was perfect, fresh air was good for my head.

"Give water!"

Yesterday was a sport day. Woke up in the morning after a talking- darts night at my friend CsaZo's.I went to Újudvar with his girlfriend to see theFisher-Fujitsu Clime Cup. There we've been informed that this stage has been delayed. So go to Nagybakónak. As we went there some rally cars overtook us, and made us sure that we are on right way. And really, we could follow the roar, and we could see the race in action. Went to have dinner from here, and then visited the "parc fermé" where CsaZo joined us, and then Frodó and Gr4s, too. Hurry to Kisrécse where we could see cars in full speed, at last. And then Demons match... almost, because I locked the car's keys into my car (I know, hehe).

Having the spare keys head to Demons - Cowboys match where we met more friends. The resul is still not the best, but the day was very colorful after all. Thanks to everybody.

Fisher-Fujitsu Clime Cup:

1. Szalay - Bunkoczi

2. Palik - Darázsi

3. Gál - Oroszlán

Nagykanizsa Demons - Budapest Cowboys 12 - 28

Zoom-zoom

My friend Anti works for Mazda, where they introduced the new Mazda 6 in an open weekend. Today he brought the beauty back to the Mazda headquarters in Budapest, and I came with him. What can I say, it's very different after Lada... OK, don't draw parallels... :D
The point is that everything is in its place in it. 10/10

Congratulations!

what do they look us?!             the silence of the lambs...
our back isn't feathery!           ... but we are humans!

the old story, again...
...however there are who accept it!     Don't allow them to pluck you, too!


When will that be when they talk to us like adults from above and not like "wee-wee-poo-poo, little child"? Because this kind of campaign reminds me only this (and that is a money that has been thrown out). When will that be when there won't be anybody who want to explain what to think about things? When I agree, too... let me have my own opinion!
Please, I'M NOT STUPID! Is that hurt for anybody?

Thanks...

I had a trip yesterday with my pal Zoli and his girlfriend. We went to the TV tower of Újudvar, and into the forest there. We took their two dogs with us, too and let them run as they just want. The weather was perfect, I like to go into the wild, so I'm glad that I could go away from the human noises into the silent of nature.
"Champions league" with friends from 18:00 to 19:00 like on every friday.
Then work in evening, tired, but full, I ate a lot, so I didn't take food with me.
The top of the tops came in morning, again, there wasn't anybody to come and change me. A collegue took off a free day, and the substitution haven't came (perhaps ill, again). But the truth is that it's not the first time. He didn't pick his phone up, so I was working until 10am today, too. It's annoying that I have to work 12 hours without knowing before, without any food, and that I have to order my collegue in for 10am because nobody cares us (my nice boss turned his phone off, of course).

I suppose that I'll go to work from 22 to 10am, again... That's sure that I'll take food with me...

What the upper tenthousend eats?

I just can hope that this, and this much.
Yesterday I went to the annual program of Farkas Ferenc Music and Art School titled"Bohémbál" (thanks to the wife of my collegue Tamás, Évi).
The menu:

Duck livermousse with pistachio, greensalad, and toast (about a spoonful mouse with two tiny silces of toast and with a dandeliaon-kind of thing named salad)

Pork stew (I didn't try, I can eat that here at home, too)

Sauger roll with spinach (I don't know if it was really sauger, but it was good although it was with string bean that I don't like)

Magyaróvár fried chicken stuffed with ham-mushroom-cheese mix (I couldn't find the mushroom in it, it was like Cordon bleu of chicken)

Rice with green spices, and bacon (it was something very different thing)

Potato puree with onion (No.1)

Mixed salad, and pickles from Vecsés (means: every kind of mowed grass from the field with balsamic vinegar. Real HOT sour paprika, instead, A+)

Rákóczi túrós (tiny dry fragile cake)

No, I don't want to be rude, the food was really tasty, but you couldn't be full with it, personally I prefer a "big 18" from the Robinson. So, this is what they eat.
By the way, the happening was really good with great cabaret show, good music, and expensive drinks. Ehh, I'm rude, again.
I arrived home at 2:15, so it was REALLY GOOD.

Move!

Today was for the sport, for the moving that I missed it already. We played a big soccer with my best pals. I hope, it will become tradition, but it's sure that it to be continued on next friday.

Tesco and Penny Market in the name of health

The alcohol kills, makes you stupid, and drives into destitution (or makes aldehydes with acids). And we know it well that the smoking is harmful. Now the Tesco, and the Penny Market in Nagykanizsa LOCKED THE ALCOHOLIC DRINKS, AND TOBACCO AWAY FOR A WEEK (just like activists), you can't buy such things at them.
Yes, I know that the action is not about this, surely a punishment for something that they made, but nothing is known. You can't know the reason, but you will face with the aftermath until 13th. of january.

Live healthy, the Teco, and the Penny Market help!

State of war

Well, please, the last day of the year has arrived. This year I'll be at my friend CsaZo, and will count the last seconds of 2007 with them, again. Then we will blow up the village :D
This year the destruction will be more massive. We couldn't buy Polaris or Tomahawk rockets, but There will be enough, so I announce the state of war.
Special thanks to China!

Happy(er) New Year to You All!

Well, tinder lighted up... 3... 2... 1... See you next year!

Merry Christmas!

Don't forget to love!
It's easy to give, it doesn't cost anything. Love comes back to you, you don't even ask for it. Just pay attention for it!

I wish understanding, quietude, tranquillity and love to You all for christmas!

Luck?

I was on the year ending dinner of my factory. The quality of the food was good, but just the quantity could be more. I bought tombola just like every year, I thought that 10 would be enough. I couldn't imagine that I'll win 6 of the 10, and that I'll catch 2 for myself (because the winner catch the next). My Thomas friend revisited my tombolas when I wasn't at out rable, and then he shouted "Bring that, too!" :D
So I won a toaster for the one that my mother's won last year, a napkin holder, a mixer, a vacuum cleaner, a pack of sweets, and a bottle of wine.
I think I'll have to listening this for a year (that I catch the tombola myself)
The only negative thing was the brother of a guy from the factory, he drank too much, and couldn't behave. He could be skipped...

Pictures later...

Frodó and the winter

The strike and me

There was strike in the country on this morning, again, and I was who came out wrong from this, again. Not enough that I had to go to work for 6PM instead of 22:00 (because of my DEAR BELOVED boss, who couldn't manage the free days giveouts well), but I worked until 10AM, that is 16hours, any kind you count it. It's so good that somebody strikes like this, and I do like that because of them.
The people of this nation still couldn't learn that the real strike doesn't exists in this country, and that you can't achieve anything by yakking.
Only that I arrive home deadtired.