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上周末（08-11）与两位英才共餐

我们上周六有幸请到了jiajia, jianbin (俗称J&J的强强组合），在座的是：我们的最佳笑话讲演者（建斌），最佳菠萝种植者（妈妈）还有我们自小就能驳倒老师的佳佳，和扮演维民的赵阳，我吗，饭菜做得一般，于是躲起来了，呵呵。更多的请点击 dinner-08-11.

从后面报告起

妈妈到荷兰已经有3个多星期了，一直没有向大家报告，实在抱歉，我先把最近一次出行放上来。碰巧荣辉到蒂尔堡玩，我们就去了趟de pont 现代艺术馆。照片由荣辉提供，更多请点击 de-pont-15-11.

FOOD

I am in Holland!

holiday pics continued

Effective punishment...

I am quite often late though I dislike being late.
If there is anything I would like to get rid of, it would be "being late".
I always hope that it would not be one day too LATE to change the bad habit of being late.
Somehow I was too late...
today I visited the dentist, I ended up late again though I could have made it on time, 10 minutes late...usually no big deal, well, they were not happy when they saw me showing up, but they decided to put up with me and started preparing for the root implant, of course, anesthetics was injected in the first minute, then the doctor started to think, and decided to take a photo to see what went wrong with the tooth, and the conclusion was, "let the dog sleep." No operation needed. Hmmmm, I nodded my head as if it was a piece of good news and that I was happy about it. Economist holds that sunk cost is sunk anyway. But I was feeling the numbness of the anesthetics in my right cheek. I somehow wish I could have that operation for not ended up with having a free anesthetics for nothing.
I know somehow that if the doctor would have had that 10 more minutes, perhaps he would ask me the questions and check the photo before injecting the monster... but sorry, too late! He was in the end apologizing sincerely and his long face in the first minute turned into this most amiable smile and i know that he is sorry about my 3 hours of suffering from that moment on, but it did happen.
I will never forget this lesson...an expensive lesson with only being 10 minutes late...10:10 instead of 10...what a day!

birds...(i took them in Monaco)

how much does outcome matter?

Sometimes, I hold the opinion that people use all kinds of excuses in order to be lazy, in the end, they could say, I choose to have more leisure time because life is about happiness and I have my own way to make myself happy. But as a matter of fact, when they were able to work more, they were quite happy, and even happier than if they had just killed the time in a certain way. Sometimes, I do feel pity for those who could have lived happier, but because of social pressure, they aspire too much to success and achievement and somehow they become so, how do i put it, so much like an economist, too focused, too outcome-oriented...then i would think to myself, that it would be so nice if a person works so hard simply out of passion because that spirit is positive for both himself and has a nice radiance on his audience, otherwise, it is just competitive pressure in the air, stuffy and unhealthy...

view from my office

recommended by jiajia

Imagine life as a game in which you are juggling some five balls in
the air. You name them-- work, family, health, friends and spirit, and
you are keeping all these balls in the air.

You understand that work is a rubber ball. If you drop it, it will
bounce back. But the other balls are made of glass. If you drop one of
these, it will be irrevocably scuffed, marked, nicked, damaged or even
shattered. They will never be the same.

Life is not a race, but a journey to be savored each step of the way.

abstracted from WENXUECITY

Who is Christian?

He is the Lion!-such a story!

Quoted from: Flickr Fotodownload: Adore

farm4.static.flickr.com/3207/2483563486_75b1e32778_b.jpg

Monday morning poem...who am I?

(NPS Photo by Barry Nielsen)

it is said, since i was born, I have been a Blue Fleabane,
prompt to act, or to give away;

it is heard, since i cried the first time, I have been in a Jazzy dream，
dare to swing, or to weep while asleep;

it is felt, since i ever touched the air, I have been water in a body form...
run down like the waterfall, and rest still in the bottomless lake...

A great video of painting!

Click!

a song about TING

Thanks to Roel, i found out a song about Ting!-Ting

reference unknown (my apology)

Bill sent this to me, I think they are sharp, just to share with men and women i know:

WORDS WOMEN USE
(1) Fine: This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.
(2) Five Minutes: If she is getting dressed, this means half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.
(3) Nothing: This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with 'nothing' usually end in 'fine'. (4) Go Ahead: This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It! (5) Loud Sigh: This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to # 3 for the meaning of nothing.)
(6) That's Okay: This is one of the most dangerous statements a women can make to a man. 'That's okay' means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.
(7) Thanks: If a woman is thanking you, do not question it, or faint. Just say 'you're welcome'. (I want to add in a clause here - This is true, unless she says 'Thanks a lot' - that is PURE sarcasm and she is not thanking you at all. DO NOT say 'you're welcome' ... that will bring on a 'whatever').
(8) Whatever: A women's way of saying **** YOU!
(9) Don't worry about it, I got it: Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking 'What's wrong?' For the woman's response refer to # 3.

2 years ago...(a great memory in KNAW)

怀旧

一个人，是独立的，虽然不一定是孤独的。

即使有父母，子女，朋友，关系，倘若他的心如果停止跳动，他便不再有父母，子女，朋友和关系。所谓，他的存在需要被注销掉了，连同他的户口。

他所拥有的，残酷一点讲，只有他自己，即便是那毫不起眼的一根汗毛。这，并不代表他需要自私或者有理由自私。只是，他无论伟大或者渺小，他只有自己是最终的依靠。

而，亲情，友情，爱情的意义在于让独立的个体不容易孤独，灵魂不容易空虚。这些情感都是爱，区分的意义在于让人不混淆，能爱得更好，更分明， 灵魂不容易被玷污，因为爱是一种太复杂，太难把握的东西。

假如，

我可以选择，我愿意时刻陪伴着我的一双父母和一个爱人，照顾着一个或几个子女，联络着那一个或几个伙伴，保持着一些关系，邻居，同学，同事，诗友，球伴。身边只需要有一张床，一床冬暖夏凉的被子，一个草籽做的枕头，夏秋冬各两套有领衣服+一套休闲服，周一到六单双日子可以换穿有领的，星期天穿休闲的，一双蓝色休闲鞋，一双黑色皮鞋， 一双拖鞋，一个三星笔记本电脑（外置两个小音箱），一个音乐光盘包，一把梳子，一把牙刷，一个可以打电话，收邮件，照相，录像，录音的手机，几本书。

而且，自己珍重自己。为自己说的话，做的事，想的法负责，不给社会带来可以避免的负担，不给环境带来不必要的污染，不给自己的灵魂增添无谓的负担。

大概，过这样的日子，我将会需要写自己的日记和读别人的传记。

江亭

2007年1月28日星期日 0：36分（1小时）

irrationality

A human being, when attracted by another or indulged in an activity, overreacts to ambiguity in a pessimistic manner and averses to failures or losses, as a result of over-evaluation of the other or the stuff.

Coming back from Maastricht...

It was a busy two-day experience, filled with troubles that I anticipated, but also great teachings I received for my research, and life.

Quoting from Irene, "every crisis is also an opportunity". In fact, in Chinese, a crisis is literally a "risky opportunity". What a wonderful philosophy.
To elaborate, in terms of housing, the first night was almost destroyed by a mistake that the hostel made. Crisis: they put me in a mixed room, and I was late in terms of arrival time which was after 11pm. Opportunity: the problem was eventually solved nicely by me occupying a whole room with 6 beds all for myself.

The second night, Crisis: I had to go back to Tilburg and the consequence was that I waited at 7am in the morning in the train station for 1 hour not knowing the train on saturday did not run before 8. (i did check the schedule for "Saturday", but instead of 7th June, 6th of June was my impression for Saturday, because of the 6, ha, emabarrassing.) Opportunity: I was late and wet when i arrived, but i met Irene in the toilet, and because Monica told me about Irene's coming to share her room when i asked her for help for the housing, i quickly accquaited with Irene and took her into the conference hall and i was happy that i was kind of being useful.

The third night, Crisis: I really had nowhere to stay in and it was too late to take a train. I slept on the floor of the room of Monica's...oh wow, i was freezed. I was so tired and yet, at the beginning, i was trembling for every sec, then i thought of the towels in the bathroom but i really didnt want to have any chance of waking up the others having to turn the light on... I had to in the end, and i carefully made use of the 3 small precious towels for maximizing the warmth they could provide and crawled myself like a hedgehog. Opportunity: Monica and Irene are so nice and I think I am happy to know them more in my life and last but not least--- hehe, you cannot imagin how happy i was last night because i had a warm cover...oh, as if i had been to heaven....

.......
oh, what an effort taking weekend, yet young and beautiful...

he brought beauty to the world...and he left himself...

Yves Saint Laurent passed away...he left us with miraculous fashion and beauty...

Xinjiang Dance at Damsquare

Last Saturday, I danced again the minority dance of Xinjiang(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Xinjiang) at Damsquare, I only had a few hours at all to prepare for the dance and nowhere to give a predance and the wrong music due to my music player suddenly missing a few hours before the performance....it was a disaster in terms of performance, although everyone seem to support it because of my efforts and the costume and the idea behind it. I really appreciate it, but it is one of the most embarrassing moments of my life on stage. In any case, I tried my best for my country and my people.

my fishes

dutch artist inspired by Gaudi

http://www.mozaiekpetrapeeters.nl/

when the child is born...

I am proud to annouce that my blog:"http://salutesouls.blogspot.com/" (i have met you in my life...) is born today. It is a blog i have wished to create for so long a time, and again and again whenever I met someone unforgettable. I wish you like it the same as I do.

自勉

每逢大事有静气，谁说今日无古贤！

Ting in Pink?

Innovation vs. competition

Innovation doesnt necessarily benefit end consumers, especially in specific industries. Some industries are more protected for physical property and some for intellectual ones, notwithstanding regulation applying to the whole market in general.

US: the sherman act contains the competition policy whereas IP rights are written in the constitution.
EU: Art. 82 is simply superior than IP rights protection...

"the name of the game is the claim"-quoting...

I happened to be。。。

i happened to be sick last night that i had to stay home this morning;
i happened to go to university later because a teacher is looking for me.
i, as usual, was late for the train i wanted to catch, 15 minutes later;
i, as usual, still wandered about before the train station, looking for the green box in which i threw my glass bottles,
i, as usual, adventured a different route.
i happened to walk a very different route,
i happened to think of a professor in fine arts whom i only met once in my life, and his studio,
2 seconds after stopped thinking,
i happened to see him and his bike passing me, when i walked out of the maize i chose to be in,
i couldnt believe my eyes at the beginning,
but it feels familiar,
i still remember the other morning,
i happened to get up late,
i sat in the toilet suddenly thinking about one of my very few internet orders i wondered if Factoryprices.nl is a fake web and if they would send my things at all,
2 seconds after i stepped out of WC,
the bell rang, and it was the order from that company,

i think there is sth. in the air or in the brain undefined, there is some connection between people unexplained, if the brilliant you have an answer, let me know!

how I feel the existence of "god"

As everyone knows what "god" means, i would like to define what i called "undefined superior power" as "god". "God" punishes me yesterday. What happened-i wanted to buy furnitures. i wanted also to meet Neto. Yang wanted to work. Yang didnt want me to travel without eating a diner and a headache from jetlag. I visited the furnitures and I visited Eindhoven, in the end, for vain. Because i should have listened, less to myself. But the result is not too bad: at least the big palm tree and the white clothes cabinet went to my friends. At least they could enjoy them, instead of me. Maybe i already learnt the lesson, the old Chinese wisdom: thinking of others will make yourself a happy person, because "god" sometimes intervenes.

Just do it!

In some mornings of my life, I woke up with a smile, while in others, i woke up with a most ugly word in world, "sh**". I then recalled what i have done the day before and was sometimes puzzled why i didnt make use of my time better and why i didnt do the most urgent however difficult things. Maybe that is the essence of obstacles? You find it difficult to do it. But the scary thing is that the more you postpone in doing it, the more difficult it would be, also less time you can take to do it...

so my squash teacher does have a good point: " stop saying sorry, just do it and hit a good ball." So many times saying sorry is actually a way out after doing sth. wrong. So saying sorry is not good in this case, I should allow as few chances as possible for myself to be sorry, both to myself and to others. And JUST DO IT when confronted with difficulties and DO IT RIGHT!

Why do I want to study corruption?

There are many "?" that shine like stars in my sky:
? : why do I exist like this and not that?
? : why is there love or hatred?
? : why are people selfish?
? : why is there war?
? : why do I ask?
.......
But, at this moment, i most urgently want to know:
? : why is there so much corruption?
What does it mean if a country is featured with widespread corruption? What does it mean if one or two government official is over millions units of money corrupted? What does it mean if one needs to be corrupted besides monetary motivation? What happened after a country is seriously corrupted for a long time? What is the worst consequence of corruption? Who benefits most from corruption and who the least?

Weiwenhua, I pray for your soul!

Weiwenhua, your life was vulnerable in front of the beasts, your soul shall live forever in the hearts of the kind...
http://jinzhuwo.blog.163.com/blog/static/262523752008098219981/ (Reference about the tragedy for Chinese readers.)

who survives Winter elegantly-the autumn leaves...?