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Song of the week:

“Summer In The City” – Regina Spektor

Summer in the city means cleavage cleavage cleavage
And I start to miss you, baby, sometimes
I’ve been staying up and drinking in a late night establishment
Telling strangers personal things

Summer in the city, I’m so lonely lonely lonely
So I went to a protest just to rub up against strangers
And I did feel like coming but I also felt like crying
It doesn’t seem so worth it right now

And the castrated ones stand in the corner smoking
They want to feel the bulges in their pants start to rise
At the site of a beautiful woman they feel nothing but
Anger, her skin makes them sick in the night nauseaous, nauseaous, nauseaous

Summer in the city, I’m so lonely lonely lonely
I’ve been hallucinating you, babe, at the backs of other women
And I tap on their shoulder and they turn around smiling
But there’s no recognition in their eyes

Oh summer in the city means cleavage cleavage cleavage
And don’t get me wrong, dear, in general I’m doing quite fine
It’s just when it’s summer in the city, and you’re so long gone from the city
I start to miss you, baby, sometimes

When it’s summer in the city
And you’re so long gone from the city
I start to miss you, baby, sometimes
I start to miss you, baby, sometimes
I start to miss you, baby, sometimes

Imagine you were able to pause your doze in bed this morning, or fast forward through your gym session. Each of these pertaining to an emotion, either positive or. negative, all we want is the positive. So why not press ‘slow’ on the life remote while in a jacuzzi Saturday afternoon while watching some rugby?

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Without a cold war, the wait is over. Delivery of my Plantronic, Backbeat 903+ was taken on Friday, early morning, no better way to get the weekend going.
Nothing like a well equipped late saturday run, the Polar RS300X strapped to my being, while listening to some trance through Plantronics BackBeat 903+. Serious base, and quality sound flows from these puppies!

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Have you ever ordered something online, using your subconsious impulse, that even the SMS to notify you of payment off your account, is late? Before the checkout countdown has begun, the purchase is over. If the transaction was in real life, Super Man would have had to scan your item and take your money.

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“…to Duchess Anne and the Earl of Sandwich, Bon Appétit”

The words of an interesting intro at High Tea in Sun City.
The conesours of tea and sandwich’s mentioned above, thankfully didn’t patent their habits, as to deter anybody from enjoying in their pleasures.

Too often we take for grated the texture or flavour entering our mouth. Oh too often have I been told to taste my food, rather than inhale it. Read More