<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932</id><updated>2011-12-11T19:46:25.247+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Creatza</title><subtitle type='html'>Let's make things blogger !!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-5178046486044862169</id><published>2009-07-24T16:27:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T16:31:13.331+03:00</updated><title type='text'>ARMADA</title><content type='html'>Din aceasta luna ma declar fericitul posesor al unei perechi de ski-uri &lt;a href="http://www.armadaskis.ro/produse/schiuri/ARV.php"&gt;Armada ARV&lt;/a&gt; de care sunt tare mandru. Urmeaza partea cu legaturile (care le vreau a fi de tura), inceperea sezonului si pot afirma ca ma voi lansa ca pe partie in abordarea un nou stil de ski.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-5178046486044862169?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/5178046486044862169/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=5178046486044862169' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/5178046486044862169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/5178046486044862169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2009/07/armada.html' title='ARMADA'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-2463987054422031782</id><published>2009-06-02T22:10:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T22:12:07.499+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi-e dor</title><content type='html'>Mi-e dor sa imi fie dor... sa revin .... sa reiau posturile pe acest colt uitat de lume...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-2463987054422031782?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/2463987054422031782/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=2463987054422031782' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/2463987054422031782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/2463987054422031782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2009/06/mi-e-dor.html' title='Mi-e dor'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-1908957826383507546</id><published>2008-12-01T14:36:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T14:41:16.949+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Decembrie 2008 - Ziua decisiva</title><content type='html'>De peste 12 ore apar pe posturile Tv, respectabile as zice, rezultatele votului ... dar diferite dupa fiecare ora ce trece. In mai putin de 12 ore au trecut pe rand un partid in fata celuilalt la diferente mai mici de 2 procente. E ceva... Nu stiu de ce ... dar cred ca-i de bine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oare cine va prelua fraiele tarii pentru urmatorii 4 ani ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bine ca cel putin nu exista si turul doi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa inceapa negocierile ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traiasca Romania !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-1908957826383507546?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/1908957826383507546/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=1908957826383507546' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/1908957826383507546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/1908957826383507546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2008/12/1-decembrie-2008-ziua-decisiva.html' title='1 Decembrie 2008 - Ziua decisiva'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-6187568991140097086</id><published>2008-11-29T08:35:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T08:41:07.366+02:00</updated><title type='text'>How about ... this ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Politica se întemeiază pe voinţa de cucerire şi de păstrare a puterii; ea cere prin urmare o acţiune de constrângere sau de amăgire exercitată asupra minţii oamenilor ... Spiritul politic sfârşeşte întotdeauna prin a fi silit să falsifice...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;                                                                                                                    PAUL VALERY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat adevar .... ce cruda realitate ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-6187568991140097086?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/6187568991140097086/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=6187568991140097086' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/6187568991140097086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/6187568991140097086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-about-this.html' title='How about ... this ?'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-4393924024341798180</id><published>2008-11-29T08:33:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T08:35:02.042+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Restart</title><content type='html'>Please press any key to restart ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-4393924024341798180?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/4393924024341798180/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=4393924024341798180' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/4393924024341798180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/4393924024341798180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2008/11/restart.html' title='Restart'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-3691009366209780514</id><published>2007-10-26T19:15:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T19:15:53.625+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Forumul de Gaze Naturale - Overview</title><content type='html'>Desi la a doua editie mult asteptatul forum a debutat in capitala cultural europeana Sibiu si s-a desfasurat pe parcursul a doua zile avand o agenda incarcata cu multe subiecte fierbinti.&lt;br /&gt;Desi in agenda era nominalizata prezenta multor personalitati politice si din sectorul gazelor naturale acestea s-au lasat mult asteptate.&lt;br /&gt;Au fost discutii legate de liberalizarea pietei gazelor naturale care nu au adus nimic nou in plin plan doar sistemul deficient atat legislativ cat si opozitia principalilor jucatori de pe piata care trag cat mai pot de clientii captivi, altfel spus fortati sa ramana la acelasi furnizor.&lt;br /&gt;Controversatul proiect Nabuco al gazoductului ce ar trebui sa aduca gaz in Europa din Turcia desi era asteptat nu a fost discutat. Nu a zis nimeni de ce.&lt;br /&gt;Interesant sistemul de management online prin sisteme SCADA de teletransmitere a datelor si monitorizare online a parametrilor.&lt;br /&gt;Codul retelei care se vrea a fi o directiva europeana impusa in Ro .... a lasat de dorit. Timpul scurt alocat nu a facut decat si mai multa ceata.&lt;br /&gt;Alt subiect fierbinte este cel al adutitului energetic al cladirilor cu un impact semnificativ pe piata imobiliara din Romania. Sa nu uitam insa ca toate initiativele de bun simt au capatat nuante ciudate ... ca totusi traim in Romania si am batut tara tuturor posibilitatilor de mult.&lt;br /&gt;Totusi nu foarte mediatizat acest eveniment isi regaseste locul alaturi de altele ce au fost gazduite de un Sibiu schimbat in bine care isi merita pe drept numele de capitala culturala europeana.&lt;br /&gt;Asteptam editia urmatoare a forumului de gaze cu mai multe realizari si teme concrete care sa inlature controversele ce nu se vor a fi indepartate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-3691009366209780514?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/3691009366209780514/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=3691009366209780514' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/3691009366209780514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/3691009366209780514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2007/10/forumul-de-gaze-naturale-overview.html' title='Forumul de Gaze Naturale - Overview'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-8880620748105492506</id><published>2007-09-09T16:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T17:20:16.137+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Oda politistului</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intersectie semaforizata si totusi ca sa treci astepti minim 4-5 stopuri. E limpede. E un politist in intersectie care, ca un dirijor debutant, se balbaie cu mainile tremurande. Nu e de ajuns ca tot Bucurestiul e in „reamenajare” si e plin de gropi mai ceva ca in perioada de tranzitie.&lt;br /&gt;Si ca sa fie treaba buna, un fel de bomboana pe coliva, am asistat la o secventa demna de camera ascunsa. Inca ma mai intreb daca totusi nu era camera ascunsa.&lt;br /&gt;Venind dinspre pasajul Obor catre stadionul Dinamo, in intersectia cu Lizeanu coada ca la balamuc. Ne taram bara la bara, metru cu metru, uitandu-ne cu jind la semfaorul care trece de la verde la rosu de parca un copil se joaca cu intrerupatorul si cu nervii soferilor. Nu dureaza mult si se infiinteaza o masina incriptionata cu insemnele politiei rutiere romane, din care coboara un domn cu chipiu si fluier, simpatic de altfel, si isi incepe simfonia. Simfonia Confuziei in care soferii cad prada deznadejdii si nedumeririi nestiind in ce directie sa mai apuce.&lt;br /&gt;Nu a fost de ajuns ca a facut varza traficul in intersectie blocand-o total. A avut proasta inspiratie sa permita accesul unui tramvai dinspre Lizeanu spre Tei traversand intersectia fara ca macar sa isi arunce privirea catre intrarea spre calea catre Tei, unde coada de masini ajungea pana in intersectie. Drept urmare, tramvaiul in toata splendoarea lui, a ramas in intersectie blocand ambele sensuri de mers. Soferii disperati, care asteptau deja de 4-5 stopuri, au inceput sa claxoneze care mai de care mai suparat. Dezorientat, domnu' politist incepe sa se agite prin intersectie fluierand si gesticuland dupa care se suie rapid in masina si demareaza in tromba lasand intersectia .... mult mai rau decat a gasit-o. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Felicitari draga domnule politist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Traiasca Politia Romana !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-8880620748105492506?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/8880620748105492506/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=8880620748105492506' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/8880620748105492506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/8880620748105492506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2007/09/oda-politistului.html' title='Oda politistului'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-7322111525651899846</id><published>2007-06-29T14:52:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T15:17:50.208+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Clonc</title><content type='html'>Putin stiu ca de mic copil sunt un pescar innascut, un adevarat .... fanatic ... care isi pierde zile intregi incercand sa prinda "fiara", captura... inca mai sper.&lt;br /&gt;Dar desi am prins toate natiile de peste, cu diferite metode de pescuit, mai mult sau mai putin ... ortodoxe :D, nu am prins niciodata somn, pe rauri la clonc.&lt;br /&gt;Cloncul este o scula speciala din lemn, de forma unei linguri incovoiate, inventata intr-un timp legendar pe tarmurile romanesti, care are la varf un gurgui (sac!) ca un ciocanel. Cloncul este denumit asa datorita sunetului de frecventa joasa pe care il produce, clonc, clonc, clonc, sunet care se propaga foarte usor in apa la distante mari cu energie minima. Cum se foloseste? Iti trebuie tehnica.&lt;br /&gt;Acest instrument se foloseste, din cate stiu eu, exclusiv pentru prinderea somului.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru producerea sunetului cloncul se loveste de luciul apei ce imita astfel zgomotul produs de caderea unei pasari in apa, provocand somnul sa atace si atragandu-l spre momeala din carligele de pescuit.&lt;br /&gt;Este o adevarata arta pescuitul somnului la Clonc, insa pe cale de disparitie. Putini stiu si reusesc sa prinda Silurus Glanis, alias somnul, dupa aceasta metoda straveche. Abia astept sa incerc si eu. Va trebui sa ma chinui pana va scoate instrumentul cloncul potrivit. Fir intins, o voi nebunilor !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-7322111525651899846?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/7322111525651899846/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=7322111525651899846' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/7322111525651899846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/7322111525651899846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2007/06/clonc.html' title='Clonc'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-4642435617822615028</id><published>2007-06-27T21:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T21:21:06.938+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bulgariada</title><content type='html'>E seara si cald, afara si in interior ... si imi doresc sa simt briza marii, mirosul de nisip udat de apa sarata, sa aud pescarusii, mirosul de alge....&lt;br /&gt;Dar nu in Bulgaria .... tot romanul a innebunit cu Nisipurile de Aur, Albena, Varna .... Toata Romania merge la mare in Bulgaria. Nu am nimic cu vrednicii nostri vecini de peste Dunare..... in marea lor parte. Urla reclamele pe toate canalele, posturile radio etc. Bulgariada in sus, Bulgariada in jos.&lt;br /&gt;Dar nu face nimeni ceva pentru litoralul romanesc si el odata plin de bulgari si alte natii de strainezi. Se bateau rusestile lazi  sa vin pe litoralul romanesc .... Roata se invarteste .... si acum s-a intors.&lt;br /&gt;Incaput pe mainile unor .... nu gasesc cuvinte sa ii cataloghez a devenit o jepcareala (cine nu prefera sa mearga si sa plateasca conditii de 4 stele mai ieftin, si cu siguranta mult mai bine,  in Bulgaria). Fite, manele ..... si lista poate continua toata noaptea.&lt;br /&gt;Chiar e dragutz litoralul romanesc, dar probabil ar fi fost mult mai dragutz daca nu era plin de turisti, cu hotelurile care rivalizau cu zgarie norii.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-4642435617822615028?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/4642435617822615028/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=4642435617822615028' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/4642435617822615028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/4642435617822615028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2007/06/bulgariada.html' title='Bulgariada'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-4320150497976382591</id><published>2007-04-20T23:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T22:10:29.960+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Neverending love …. Neverending pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;[… To live is to die …]&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;     &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;na cate una ciudateniile vin si pleaca, isi fac loc in aceasta lume de mult uitata … uitata de toti. Intr-un colt de lume un om se duce in imparatia cerului, iar in celalalt colt un prunc se naste, primul lui planset intregind cilcul vietii. Echilibru. Lacrimi de tristete, de fericire...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;O frunza ingalbenita isi paraseste, sub blajina mangaiere a vantului, unduindu-se usor, copacul drag ce i-a fost casa... Un mugur isi iteste timid primele frunze, surazand sub atingerea razelor bunului Soare. O stea se stinge, in intuneric facandu-i loc stralucirii unei tinere stele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;Totul e echilibru.... dar vai noua, ce echilibru precar ! Take it or leave it ! Live and let live ! ...    Si cand te gandesti ca sunt cate unii care au curajul sa numeasca ciclu normal, toata acest hazard. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;Ce mai este normal in lumea aceasta, oare ?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-4320150497976382591?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/4320150497976382591/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=4320150497976382591' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/4320150497976382591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/4320150497976382591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2007/04/neverending-love-neverending-pain.html' title='Neverending love …. Neverending pain'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-5497123073997427840</id><published>2007-04-19T18:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T18:14:15.777+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A mai apus o Stea …</title><content type='html'>La cei 61 de ani, Gil Dobrica s-a stins din viata, marti – 17 aprilie 2007. O alta Stea a muzicii romanesti s-a stins.&lt;br /&gt;Celebrul Hai acasa, hai cu mine … parca a inceput sa razbata dinspre portile Raiului in la fel de celebrul pas de dans, simplu si modest ca si el, pe care l-a inventat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumnezeu sa il odihneasca in pace, acasa, in Oltenia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-5497123073997427840?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/5497123073997427840/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=5497123073997427840' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/5497123073997427840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/5497123073997427840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2007/04/mai-apus-o-stea.html' title='A mai apus o Stea …'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-2439920265489821581</id><published>2007-04-13T14:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T15:25:16.024+03:00</updated><title type='text'>In miez de primavara</title><content type='html'>Iata-ma revenind, sper eu in forta,  renascut ca o pasarica pheonix din propria-i cenusa.  Bine te-am regasit blogg dragutz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-2439920265489821581?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/2439920265489821581/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=2439920265489821581' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/2439920265489821581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/2439920265489821581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2007/04/in-miez-de-primavara.html' title='In miez de primavara'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-1205936876864486605</id><published>2006-11-21T16:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T17:25:09.940+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Toamna tarzie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ma uit pe fereastra biroului si remarc cerul in nuante de albastru spre gri, culoarea cerului de iarna.&lt;br /&gt;Printre noile cladirile turn ce se inalta de jur imprejur, inca se mai ascund casutzele vechi ce odinioara delectau privirea. Un cos fumega incet ..... foc la soba. :).&lt;br /&gt;In parcuri toamna tarzie si-a asternut covorul ruginiu-brun, frunzele au parasit copacii lasandu-i dezabracati in calea frigului necrutator.&lt;br /&gt;Mmm... parca aud in departare clinchetul clopoteilor ..... Toamna e pe sfarsite.... isi cara hainele grele ruginii... Se simte mirosul iernii in aer. Frigul imi ciupeste obrajii ca o matusa old fashion.&lt;br /&gt;Vin sarbatorile de iarna. Imi aduc aminte de prieteni, de caciulitze unse cu sunculitza... si tuica fiarta cu piper. De vin fiert cu scortisoara si povestile spuse la gura sobei.&lt;br /&gt;De bunici care au plecat asa cum au venit ... nacajiti ..... si totusi fericiti in sinea lor. :)&lt;br /&gt;Departe de grijile cotidiene, job, chirie, facturi de plata, intretinere .... viata isi deapana povestea mai departe.&lt;br /&gt;La fel si noi mergem mai departe. O alta toamna, o alta iarna cu sarbatorile ei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicitari Domnului F.O. pentru minunatul &lt;a href="http://www.sarbatorideiarna.ro/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; ce ne aduce aminte ca suntem oameni si ne umple sufletul de bucuria sarbatorilor de iarna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-1205936876864486605?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/1205936876864486605/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=1205936876864486605' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/1205936876864486605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/1205936876864486605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2006/11/toamna-tarzie.html' title='Toamna tarzie'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-116383604500853277</id><published>2006-11-18T09:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T09:51:20.666+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nabucco – Puntea de gaz intre Asia si Europa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;Cererile de gaz in Europa si implicit consumul pentru urmatoarea decada vor fi intr-o continua crestere. Partea (inca) buna este ca exista suficiente rezerve in jurul Europei dar cea mai mare provocare este cum pot fi acestea transportate, neexistand un tronson dinspre Asia spre Europa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;Conducta de tranzit &lt;a href="http://www.transgaz.ro/nabucco.php"&gt;Nabucco&lt;/a&gt; este un raspuns la aceasta provocare. Un proiect de avangarda, care presupune constructia unei conducte cu o lungime de 3400 km, ce are ca puncte de plecare Turcia traversand Bulgaria, Romania, Ungaria pana in punctul final, legatura in importantul nod austriac Baumgarten (colectorul gazelor rusesti tranzitate catre Europa de Est).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;Societatile cointeresate reprezentante ale celor cinci tari ce vor fi tranzitate sunt: &lt;a href="http://www.botas.gov.tr"&gt;Botas Petroleum Pipeline Corporation&lt;/a&gt; – Turcia, &lt;a href="http://www.bulgargaz.bg"&gt;Bulgargaz&lt;/a&gt; - Bulgaria, &lt;a href="http://www.transgaz.ro"&gt;Transgaz S.A.&lt;/a&gt; – Romania, &lt;a href="http://www.mol.hu"&gt;MOL Hungarian Oil snd Gas&lt;/a&gt; – Ungaria si &lt;a href="http://www.omv.com"&gt;OMV Erdgas Gmbh&lt;/a&gt; – Austria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;De mentionat ca odata cu privatizarea Petrom, prin participatiunile OMV, Romania are sau poate avea doi reprezentanti in acest proiect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;De o importanta strategica remarcabila, realizarea acestui proiect inseamna creearea unui coridor de gaze naturale pentru Europa din regiunea marii Caspice si Orientul Mijlociu, zone bogate in zacaminte de gaze naturale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;Punctul de plecare, granita Turciei cu Iranul faciliteaza si colectarea gazelor din alte potentiale importante surse precum Egiptul, Siria, Irak-ul etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;Trebuie recunoscut faptul, evident de altfel, ca prin construirea acestui coridor ce va tranzita Romania de la Sud la Vest pe o distanta de aproximativ 500 km, nu vom avea numai o stabilitate in alimentarea cu gaze naturale a tarii si suplimentarea cantitatilor actuale, ci si o alta sursa de gaz decat cea din Federatia Rusa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;Si poate ca, anul 2011 cand este expectata finalizarea acestui proiect, va aduce si o schimabare semnificativa in bine in ceea ce priveste pretul gazului natural pe piata din Romania.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;Sa speram ca cea mai importanta sursa de gaz Europei, Federatia Rusa, nu va compromite acest proiect de importanta europeana si nationala.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-116383604500853277?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/116383604500853277/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=116383604500853277' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/116383604500853277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/116383604500853277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2006/11/nabucco-puntea-de-gaz-intre-asia-si.html' title='Nabucco – Puntea de gaz intre Asia si Europa'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-116368315042498245</id><published>2006-11-16T14:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T15:19:10.680+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Workshop - Liberalizarea pietei romanesti de gaze naturale</title><content type='html'>Pasul pe calea integrarii in UE necesita si o pregatire legislativa si nu numai a jucatorilor de pe piata romaneaza a gazelor naturale. Cadrul legislativ e stufos, greoi si impus, cum altfel decat prin Directive europene.&lt;br /&gt;Interesant seminarul. Am reintalnit cunoscutii din domeniu, unii simpatici altii groaznic de simpatici.&lt;br /&gt;Liberalizarea pietei de gaze naturale inseamna,  si nu numai, libertatea consumatorului de gaze naturale de a-si alege furnizorul, respectand in acelasi timp segmentul de piata reglementata.&lt;br /&gt;In fapt, se doreste o descentralizare a pietei actuale prin introducerea unui nou tip de jucator, Shipper-ul, care va juca in principal un rol tampon intre operatorul sistemului national de transport si inmagazinare, furnizori en detail si en gros, consumatori finali etc.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru a evita congestiile trebuie adaptata legislatia in cele mai mici detalii si la actualul sistem de alimentare cu gaze din Romania.&lt;br /&gt;Important este ca introducerea acestui tip de jucator sa nu atraga dupa sine cresterea impusa a pretului final pe metrul cub de gaz natural (si asa  pretul la utiliztorul final este destul de ridicat  si din nefericire in continua crestere) si ca rezultanta, obtinerea de porofituri uriase .&lt;br /&gt;Un alt punct extrem de important: UE impune ca operatorul sistemului de transport (OST) al gazelor naturale sa nu detina licenta de furnizare. E o decizie corecta, dat fiind faptul ca intreaga cantitate de gaze tranzactionata la nivel national este transportata de catre acesta, iar oricine doreste sa utilizeze gazele naturale va trebui, direct sau indirect, sa achite printr-un contract de transport cu OST cantitatea transportata.&lt;br /&gt;Una buna si cate rele ?&lt;br /&gt;Organizarea in Romania a unei piete de tip HUB si stabilirea contiilor tehnice, comerciale si functionale aferente pietelor europene similare prezinta un mare avantaj, mai ales daca legislatia si preturile vor sprijini dezvoltarea acestui tip de piata. Realizarea tronsonului de conducta Nabucco ar insemna un aport semnificativ la dezvoltarea acestui tip de piata si rezolvarea unor probleme actuale ale pietei romanesti precum si asigurarea stabilitatii conditiilor de furnizare a gazelor.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt convins ca va insemna pentru o buna perioada si diminuarea pretului final al gazelor naturale.&lt;br /&gt;Amuzant: s-a gasit o simpatica doamna sa imi atraga atentia ca nu sunt la 4 ACE. Raspunsul meu a fost pe masura : inca nu am primit de la magazie cravata si camasa cu butoni ;).&lt;br /&gt;Am sa revin intr-un alt post la subiectul conducta Nabucco.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-116368315042498245?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/116368315042498245/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=116368315042498245' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/116368315042498245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/116368315042498245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2006/11/workshop-liberalizarea-pietei.html' title='Workshop - Liberalizarea pietei romanesti de gaze naturale'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-116316607367866284</id><published>2006-11-10T15:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T15:41:13.690+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Auchan - Oceanul de praf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;    Mult mediatizatul eveniment – Inaugurarea supermarket-ului Auchan – a insemnat&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;de fapt un mare fiasco: o coada de circa &lt;st1:metricconverter productid="3 km" st="on"&gt;3 km&lt;/st1:metricconverter&gt;, de pe podul IOR pana la interesectia strazii Liviu Rebreanu cu Bd. 1 Decembrie 1918, un santier in plina desfasurare, un “Auchan” de praf, mizerie, noroi, camioane si tot calabalacul necesar stilului specific constructorului roman cand e hotarat sa faca treaba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;Oare proiectantul a tinut cont de faptul ca de jur imprejurul supmermarketului sunt blocuri de locuinte si singura modalitate de reimprospatare a aerului e cea clasica: deschizi geamul si lasi sa iti intre in casa tot jegul rezultat din santier ? De ce a devenit un model generalizat stilul acesta ? Numai asa se poate construi in Romania, in mandra capitala a tarii ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;De ce e obligat tugurlanu (in speta, venerabilul citizan de Bucuresti) sa suporte efectele secundare si consturile rezultate din acest stil de executie gen canalul Dunare-Marea Neagra ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;Ce as mai putea adauga la acest atac direct la sanatatea oamenilor, a copiilor care se joaca printre blocuri ……. ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;Si totul sub ochii legiuitorului: Consiliul local, Inspectoratul de Stat in Constructii ….. si lista poate continua …. Dar ’geaba. Lupu-si schimba parul, dar naravul ba !!! Haideti sa innotam in Auchan-ul de mizerie ......&lt;br /&gt;Si colac peste pupaza, ca la romani, se inlocuieste si linia de tramvai .... lucrarea ce dureaza ..... nu mai putin de 1.5-2 ani ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-116316607367866284?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/116316607367866284/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=116316607367866284' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/116316607367866284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/116316607367866284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2006/11/auchan-oceanul-de-praf.html' title='Auchan - Oceanul de praf'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-116297740129473264</id><published>2006-11-08T11:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:16:41.303+02:00</updated><title type='text'>(Welcome) Back to reality</title><content type='html'>Well.... Inapoi la viata de zi cu zi, dupa o absenta indelungata. Din nou la munca, pe plantatie. As vrea sa trec intr-un mod cat mai usor posibil peste momentul reintregrarii... ca .... inca nu imi revin dupa doua saptamani de munca. Mai sper ca in prima saptamana de pensionar sa imi revin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-116297740129473264?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/116297740129473264/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=116297740129473264' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/116297740129473264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/116297740129473264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2006/11/welcome-back-to-reality.html' title='(Welcome) Back to reality'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-115702592900950725</id><published>2006-08-31T15:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T15:05:29.016+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hope</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, a long long time ago ....   o scanteie a aprins flacara. Flacara ce lumineaza calea si calauzeste pasii ratacitorilor. Flacara sperantei. A sperantei zilei de maine. A sperantei  de a ridica scarile catre Rai. Speranta in puterea de a iubi.&lt;br /&gt;Puterea de a duce flacara sperantei mai departe. Speranta de a avea puterea sa spui povestea mai departe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-115702592900950725?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/115702592900950725/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=115702592900950725' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115702592900950725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115702592900950725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2006/08/hope.html' title='The Hope'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-115678949795960389</id><published>2006-08-28T21:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T21:24:57.966+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I skate</title><content type='html'>De duminica am o noua pasiune. Rolele. Ma roluiesc prin parc. O senzatie minunata .... dar nu se compara nici pe departe cu ski-ul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-115678949795960389?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/115678949795960389/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=115678949795960389' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115678949795960389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115678949795960389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-skate.html' title='I skate'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-115628408738932677</id><published>2006-08-23T00:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T01:01:27.400+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Politica economica sau sistem colonial ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Desi stiu ca ceea ce voi spune intra, clar si direct, in categoria ''politica firmei'' voi spune pana la capat. Asa cum se poarta in Romania, transformata peste noapte in tara tuturor posibilitatilor, utilitatile publice (de strategie nationala cumva?) au fost si sunt privatizate. Conditie impusa de comunitatea europeana si nu numai. Ceea ce in mod normal trebuia sa fie o sustinere a economiei romanesti  prin investitii pe termen lung in infracstructura tarii s-a transformat de fapt in investitii strategice: privatizarea utilitatilor publice, de stat. Acele biznisuri ale statului, care au majoritatea abonatilor si care merg de la sine, fara un efort financiar-investitional prea mare. Un astfel de distribuitor de utilitati publice este si DISTRIGAZ SUD S.A., unde am lucrat o buna perioada de timp.             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    Dupa cum este bine stiut, Ministerul Economiei si Comertului, a lansat incepand cu anul 2004, pachetul privind privatizarea SC DISTRIGAZ SUD S.A., ce a avut ca finalizare semanarea contractului cu binecunoscuta GAZ DE FRANCE, in mai 2005.  Si ca sa fie si bombonica pe coliva (asa se fac afacerile beton), trufandaua, la sfarsitul lui 2005, pachetul majoritar de actiuni detinute de GAZ DE FRANCE, 51%, este transferat printr-un contract de novatie catre noul actionar, Romania Gas Holding B.V., afiliat al Gaz de France. Evident ca totul cu acordul MEC.  Ceea ce am remarcat astazi, ca desi uriasul parc auto al SC DISTRIGAZ SUD S.A. era constituit de utilitare gen Dacia Pick-up, modele noi cu motoare Renault, acestea sunt pe cale de disparitie, fiind inlocuite cu autovehicule marca Renault. Cum se fac strainii stapani in tara noastra si ne ingroapa economia. Adica suntem tara de consum. Piata de desfacere a europei occidentale, democratia la care visam cu totii. Privatizarea strategica inseamna privatizare in care investitorul nu investeste nimic, ci doar banii din incasari. Adica bani romanesti, in investitii romanesti. &lt;br /&gt;    Imi aduc aminte de filmele realizate prin anii 30-60, in care prezentau India colonie a GB si toate produsele comercializate in colonie erau .... cele englezesti !!! Se pare ca urmam modelul.      Nu ca as avea ceva cu autoturismele Renault. Dar din nou suntem prinsi la mijloc in razboiul marilor puteri. Germania si Franta. &lt;br /&gt;    - E.ON GAZ Romania, fostul Distrigaz Nord, care acopera jumatatea de nord a tarii – actionar majoritar fiind concernul german  E.ON, E.ON Ruhrgas - E.ON Ruhrgas &lt;br /&gt;    - Distrigaz Sud – jumatatea de sud a tarii – actionar majoritar Romania Gas Holding B.V., afiliat grupului GAZ DE FRANCE, Franta.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unde sunt vremurile cand Uzine Dacia Pitesti producea in serie Dacia 1100  autonom ??? Oare ce contract s-a facut atunci si acum pur si simplu ceea ce mergea in tara asta, printre putinele care aduceau bani la bugetul de stat, a fost vandut ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-115628408738932677?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/115628408738932677/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=115628408738932677' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115628408738932677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115628408738932677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2006/08/politica-economica-sau-sistem-colonial.html' title='Politica economica sau sistem colonial ?'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-115628110320803098</id><published>2006-08-23T00:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T00:11:43.220+03:00</updated><title type='text'>O seara la circa 9 sau paranoid (Partea II)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;    Odata adusi la circa am fost lasati sa asteptam in curte, unde am petrecut o buna bucata de timp. Partea cea mai interesanta era ca polizman&lt;/span&gt;ii, aceiasi care ne-au ridicat si abia ne obisnuiseram cu ei, de fapt asteptau sa iasa din tura.&lt;br /&gt;Iata-ne abandonati in curtea politiei, paziti de nenea responasabil cu intrarea principala. Evident ca madama nu se potolea, sustinand in continuare ca l-a recunoscut, creand confuzie in randul investigatorilor. Ma vad obligat sa mentionez ca i-au cerut amicului buletinu si permisul de conducere de cel putin 3 ori. Poate ca niste fotocopii i-ar fi scutit de  cateva drumuri.&lt;br /&gt;Intre timp madama care isi cam pierduse rabdarea si incerca sa ii convinga pe polizmani de identitatea falsa a amicului, desi dovezile erau covarsitoare: permis, carte de indentitae, adresa aceeasi cu a sotiei etc etc.  &lt;br /&gt;Dupa o asteptare de aproape doua in curtea politiei, fara ca cineva sa ne intrebe  ceva sau sa ne pofteasca sa luam loc (infractorii au tratament preferential, nu ?) OS (ofiteru de serviciu) a venit sa ii inapoieze documentele amicului, cerandu-si scuze pt neintelegere dar procurorul care se ocupa de cazul d-nei nu raspunde si e in conced. Intre timp pe langa noi trece madama care ne arunca sfidator:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nu s-a terminat aici ! Mai vedem noi !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Nenea politistu’ mai mentioneaza ca, obligatoriu, amicu tre sa se prezinte a 2 a zi dimineata la o alta circa de politie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu e minunat sistemul in care insasi politia romana te plimba intre sectiile ei  ????&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VA URMA&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-115628110320803098?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/115628110320803098/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=115628110320803098' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115628110320803098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115628110320803098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2006/08/o-seara-la-circa-9-sau-paranoid-partea_23.html' title='O seara la circa 9 sau paranoid (Partea II)'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-115582629008133574</id><published>2006-08-17T17:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T17:51:30.093+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A murit Netu. Traiasca Netu.</title><content type='html'>Cea ce parea imposibil acum 15 ani, &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a luat amploare, invadand sutele de milioane de calculatoare. Internetul. Acesta unica conexiune care te arunca in necunoscut, intr-o incomensurabila biblioteca de informatii. &lt;a href="http://biz.hotnews.ro/articol_54326-Trei-cincinale-de-Internet.htm"&gt;Astazi&lt;/a&gt; se celebreaza 15 ani de la lansarea netului pe piata. Sa il celebram cum trebuie. La multi ani.&lt;br /&gt;Si cand te gandesti ca atunci am vazut primul 286 in timp ce unii-altii deja navigau.... pe internet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-115582629008133574?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/115582629008133574/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=115582629008133574' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115582629008133574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115582629008133574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2006/08/murit-netu-traiasca-netu.html' title='A murit Netu. Traiasca Netu.'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-115559008932572223</id><published>2006-08-15T00:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T00:14:49.336+03:00</updated><title type='text'>SALCAMUL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;[...] &lt;i style=""&gt;Au innebunit salcamii,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;Si tu vrei sa fiu cuminte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;[...]&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;In fiecare poveste se ascunde o alta poveste. Iar in cea a salcamului, se ascunde povestea frunzei. E povestea unui salcam, cu tepi ce-i drept, indragostit de prima frunzulitza ce inmugurise pe cea mai falnica creanga a sa. Salcamul auzise de legenda bradului cel vesnic verde si spera ca dragostea lor sa nu se sfarseasca. Acea dragoste ce o intalnesti o singura data in viata.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;Dar, iata, ca atunci cand lumea era toata a lor, frunza si salcamul s-au trezit invaluiti de trista mantie a toamnei, ce-i surprinse imbratisati. Si privi intristat bietul salcam, cu tepi ce-i drept, cum frunza lui se duce, atunci ca si acum, simtind aceeasi durere, acelasi strigat stapanit, aceleasi lacrimi amare.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;Intrebandu-se de ce mai exista, de ce mai simte, salcamul privi cum frunza lui iubita se desprinse de pe falnica-i creanga si plutea dusa de vant, spre covorul galben al toamnei....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-115559008932572223?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/115559008932572223/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=115559008932572223' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115559008932572223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115559008932572223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2006/08/salcamul.html' title='SALCAMUL'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-115529467619844904</id><published>2006-08-11T14:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T14:11:20.820+03:00</updated><title type='text'>O seara la circa 9 sau paranoid (Partea I)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;Acum cateva seri iesisem la o bere cu un prieten intr-un simpatic restaurant de cartier. Genul de restaurant linistit, micutz, cochet, papa buna, clienti draguti si discreti. Si cum stateam noi cumintei la palavre, la o masa alaturata se aseaza o doamna cu doua pustoaice si una bucata bunica. Nimic deosebit.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;Desi pustoaicele se tot agitau sa isi faca poze, actiunea desfasurandu-se intr-un separeu de 2-3 mese nu am dat atentie interesului lor fata de amicul meu.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;Dupa ce pleaca si ies din restaurant, la nici 20 de secunde una dintre pustoaice revine si il roaga pe amicu' sa mearga pana afara ca vrea sefa ei sa vorbeasca cu el. Tipu revine usor iritat explicandu-mi ca Madama il confunda si ca pretindea ca ii datora nu stiu ce. Intors la masa ii arata pustoaicei ce l-a chemat pana afara permisul de conducere, incercand sa o ii arate ca madama il confunda.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;Pe fundalul celor intamplate decretam amandoi razand ca e ceva in aer.... si se intampla ceva ciudat cu oamenii din jur.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;Vine si sotia tipului, ii povestim amuzati intamplarea si surprize surprize .... nu dureaza prea mult, iar spre masa noastra se indreapta organele de militie, o echipa de nu mai putin 3 polizmani. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;Zambind, am exclamat suficient de tare cat sa auda si ei ... Hopa... suntem urmariti !!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Din cate se putea intelege de la ei, practic nici ei nestiind prea bine ce cauta la masa noatra, exista o plangere mai veche a D-nei, iar amicu era invitat la sectie sa rezolve cazul, deoarece madama sustinea sus si tare ca amicu e infractoru. Avand in vedere circumstantele, i-am calmat pe polizmani mentionand ca suntem la restaurant, seara linistita, papa bun bla bla bla... si ca pot ei sa rezolve problema, legitimandu-ne si constatand ca nu suntem decat noi, oameni buni, nici urma de infractori. Incepusem sa ma gandesc ce amenzi de parcare am neplatite sau chestii de genul asta .... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;Intr-un final ne-au lasat in pace, cerandu-si scuze pentru deranj, dar datoria e datorie, mai ales cand te suna un superior, foarte probabil pila doamnei.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Terminam seara amuzandu-ne copios, pana si ospatarii se uitau dubios la noi intrebandu-ne ce doreau politistii, ca totusi parem pasnici.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;Surprizele continua, spre deliciul meu, iar in fata restaurantului, terifiant as spune, doua masini de politie cu 6 bucati polizmani care se uitau chioras la noi. Ne-am cam albit cei drept, dar eu le -am spus rapid ca avem doua posibilitati. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;sa mergem direct catre masini si sa      ii salutam din mers.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;sa ne oprim si sa incercam sa o      lamurim pe doamna care dadea de zor telefoane, incadrata fiind de cele      doua masini de politie.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Evident ca ne-am oprit ..... din dorinta de a clarifica situatia si a o lamuri pe madama, care sustinea sus si tare ca el e infractoru, ca l-a recnoscut. Nu pot omite spiritul civic, acela de a colabora cu Polizia romana, ce isi spunea din plin cuvantul. Mi-am intrat rapid in rolul avocatului de ocazie ( asa cum in fiecare dintre noi se ascunde un copil, asa se ascunde si un avocat..... Oare se ascunde toata clasa ?) specificandu-i doamnei ca nu are dovezi sa il acuze, ca unde e prezumtia de nevinovatie, iar politistilor spunand-le ca daca nu au nimic concret am dori sa mergem acasa. Era totusi 10.30 PM.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;La rugamintile insistente ale politistilor, deoarece nici ei nu stiau ce sa faca si noi in fapt asteptam un procuror care instrumenta cazul madamei, acceptam si mergem sub escorta celor doua masin la circa 9. Amintirea mea legata de aceasta circa vine de la un accident usor de masina in iarn lu’ ’99, cand ajuns acolo nevoit fiind sa declar accidentul, am constatat ca toata circa era intr-o bezna totala.... care a durat cateva ore. Si cum se intampla in Romania cu sistemul judiciar, iata-ne ajunsi in curtea sectiei de polizie, unde am fost abandonati sub ochiul vigilent al polizmanulu insarcinat cu paza intrarii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;De fapt baietii care ne-au insotit vroiau sa iasa din tura, predand cazul ofiterului de serviciu, cazul nefiind de competenta lui... Ulterior descoperind ca nici de competenta cuiva din acea sectie.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VA URMA&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-115529467619844904?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/115529467619844904/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=115529467619844904' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115529467619844904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115529467619844904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2006/08/o-seara-la-circa-9-sau-paranoid-partea.html' title='O seara la circa 9 sau paranoid (Partea I)'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-115512285514266341</id><published>2006-08-09T14:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T14:27:35.150+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Intram in UE</title><content type='html'>Cautand asiduu metode inofensive de aparare impotriva patrupedelor agresive ce coabiteaza in cel mai curat oras al tarii (sac !) in timp ce mad deplasez cu bicla (s-a intamplat de cel putin 5 ori sa imi sara la roata ... ca sa nu zic picior , cate un catel, 2, 5 :D) am descoperit ca exista un asa zis "aparat de protectie impotriva cainilor periculosi", un fel de aurolaci in varianta canina.&lt;br /&gt;Si pe &lt;a href="http://www.sanatatea.secretul.ro/caini.htm"&gt;site-ul&lt;/a&gt;  ce gazduieste astfel de produse  am gasit prezentarea facuta cred .... de o coafeza care are dictie ...... Si iata cum s-a nascut un roman care reinventeaza roata si presiunile ultrasunetelor.&lt;br /&gt;Cerem scuze patrupedelor, care de altfel imi sunt f dragi, ce au suferit sau vor suferi de pe urma actiunilor lor de a-mi ataca roata.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt curios daca exista asa ceva si pt unii ce sunt mai putin oameni ..... cand te supara careva ... sa ii bagi o unda sa il calmezi. :D.&lt;br /&gt;Si asa ne raliem la UE, cu specialistii ramasi in tara ca restul fie sunt deja in UE fie in SUA ...aaaa ... NATO. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 28pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-115512285514266341?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/115512285514266341/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=115512285514266341' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115512285514266341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115512285514266341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2006/08/intram-in-ue.html' title='Intram in UE'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-115469367997031323</id><published>2006-08-04T14:54:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T15:14:39.976+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Reguli cumparare apartament</title><content type='html'>E o adevarata nebunie sa iti cumperi un apartament. Cazul cel mai putin convingator e acela daca e gol. Atunci agentul imobiliar iti va impuia capul cat de frumos e apartamentul, ce magnifica panorama ai si de fapt cand deschizi geamu o vezi pe vecina din blocu de vis a vis cum isi intinde rufele. Iti va povesti de asemenea cat de cuminti sunt vecinii de sus care au o fetitza studenta. Sau cat de civilizat e blocul.&lt;br /&gt;Cu atat mai rau ... daca e si proprietarul acasa. Care nu va face altceva decat sa sustina ce spune agentu cu povestiri de acu 30 de ani de cand locuieste acolo.&lt;br /&gt;De ce nu incearca nimeni sa locuiasaca acolo o saptamana ? De ce nu a mentionat nimeni ca fetita cumintica de deasupra asculta manele la maxim si cand e suparata ..... Romica Puceanu e mirifica ....&lt;br /&gt;Sau de ce nu esti lasat sa locuiesti acolo ? Sa dormi macar doua nopti sa auzi zgomotele de prin bloc, sa deschizi geamu si sa te izbeasca izurile nocturne ale gunoiului neridicat de 2 saptamani. Sau vecinii de la 7 care au iesit sa se racoreasca la una mica si ii auzi injurand pana tarziu in noapte.&lt;br /&gt;Sa poti asculta linistit cum trec mijloacele de transport in comun de la toate cele 5 lini printre care se numara si 3 linii de tramvai ....&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca asa ar fi corect. Sa poti fi lasat sa locuiesti cel putin o saptamana intr-un apartament sa stii ce te asteapta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-115469367997031323?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/115469367997031323/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=115469367997031323' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115469367997031323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115469367997031323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2006/08/reguli-cumparare-apartament.html' title='Reguli cumparare apartament'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-115454903631663298</id><published>2006-08-02T22:51:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T23:03:56.333+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I ride ... ma' bike</title><content type='html'>O bine meritata plimbare in parc, seara, racoare dupa o zi torida. Aaaa ...... nu s-a dat Bacu ? Inca se mai da Bacu la  sport ca pe vremuri ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abia am avut loc sa pedalez la ralanti prin parc in aceasta seara. Tinere si tineri alergau pe o caldura nebuna ca apucatii. Mi-am adus aminte de vremurile cu Bacu cand "ma antrenam alergand prin parc" alaturi de alti amarati care nu au avut chef sa invete geografie ca dadeau admiterea la fac la mate-fizica.&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca sunt efecte secundare ale caldurii. Mens sana in corpore sano. Exceptand domnisoarele si doamnele care alearga pentru intretinere. Tre sa ai ambitie sa alergi de nebun prin parc. Desi cred ca e interesant. Mai ales daca iti canta si niscaia muzicanti in casti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar le tin pumnii celor care mai dau Bacu la sport ! =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-115454903631663298?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/115454903631663298/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=115454903631663298' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115454903631663298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115454903631663298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-ride-ma-bike.html' title='I ride ... ma&apos; bike'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-115454794495893163</id><published>2006-08-02T22:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T22:45:44.970+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My bike</title><content type='html'>In sfarsit am reusit sa imi iau bicla. Chiar o MTB de care sunt f f f mandru. Dar achizitia ei a fost o corvoada. Cred ca am inceput sa inteleg ce simte o domsoara nehotarata cand doreste sa si cumpere pantofi. Am fost mai rau de atat. :)) Dupa ce m-am documentat zile in sir din toate sursele posibile si la indemana, gen net ( ce ne-am face fara ??? inca am mai citi Informatia ?) sau suna un prieten am fost pregatit sa iau cea mai tare bicla de pe piata. Dar socoteala de acasa nu se potriveste cu cea din targ, respectiv magazinu de specialitate. Odata intrat in magazin toate notiunile acumulate peste noapte s-au amestecat brusc in mintea mea, vazand marea de biciclete. Ce-i drept ..... o singura data am mai vazut atatea bicle la un loc. Rau ca e una si nu ai de unde alege, rau ca sunt prea multe si nu stii ce sa alegi.&lt;br /&gt;Dar ca orice achizitie in ziua de azi, totul se face in cadrul bugetului alocat.&lt;br /&gt;Dupa bine meritata ameteala in care am fost prins, intre patron si un angajat al sau, care de fiecare data cand prindea ocazia (lipsa patronului) isi etala cunostintele spunandu-mi de altfel ca patronu nu prea se pricepe. Dupa 10 minute eram varza, total coplesit, in totala ceata ne mai stiind de fapt ce sa imi iau. Salvarea a venit din sfatul ce mi-a poposit in minte: vazut, placut, luat. Bineinteles cu accesoriile de rigoare. De altfel a fost mirific si salvator testul bicicletelor care a fost determinant. Am remarcat ca e foarte amabil personalul de acolo, care mi-a indicat sa dau o tura k lumea, putand sa plec linistit cu tot cu bicla.&lt;br /&gt;Am depasit momentul alegerii, acum accesoriile ..... o mare de accesorii. Vrei bicla ? Pai iti trebuie si : manusi, cotiere, genunchiere, casca (:D), bidon de apa, imbusuri, pompa mica, ia si o camera de rezerva ( bine ca nu .... e roata de rezerva ca la masina :)) ) si lista continua.&lt;br /&gt;Am iesit nauc, dar fericit din magazin. I got ma' bike. Ma' MT bike !!!!&lt;br /&gt;Pe aceasta cale tin sa salut toti bike-rii din tara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai la pedalat !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-115454794495893163?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/115454794495893163/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=115454794495893163' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115454794495893163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115454794495893163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-bike.html' title='My bike'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-115346970352150729</id><published>2006-07-21T10:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T14:32:50.036+03:00</updated><title type='text'>De ce ard girofarele ?</title><content type='html'>Am remarcat, contrariat de altfel, unde se duc banii nostri si cum ne simtim in siguranta noaptea pe strazile capitalei. Sigur ... pe cele principale si luminate. Nu si pe cele laturalnice si intunecate, pline de dubiosi. Si cine altcineva patruleaza cu noile masini din dotare, Logan de ultima generatie, cu girofarurile lucind in noapte decat militeanul de Bucuresti. Noapte de noapte,  masinile de politie patruleaza pe strazi cu  luminitele rosu albastru clipocind. Dar ieri tarziu in noapte, stupoare pe strazile colbuite de peste zi. Pe o lungime de maxim 3 km am remarcat cel putin 4 bisericutze organizate adhoc, reuniune de cel putin 2 masini de politie. Iata cum MILITIANUL, care ar trebui sa ne ofere siguranta si incredere, sedea sprijinit, nepasator si mandru de Loganul lui, la o barfa mica si o tigare cu ceilalti colegi de suferinta. Oare cum e si normal si se intampla de altfel in tara noastra, odata cu demiterea greilor din MI s-au revocat si ordinele gen "patrulati, patrulati si iar patrulati, da' cu luminili aprinse" ?&lt;br /&gt;Mai ca imi venea sa opresc aseara sa ii ascult ce debitau. &lt;ai vazut="" ma="" dat="" sefu="" al="" mare="" oare="" o="" da="" demisia="" si="" colonel="" ca="" a="" chemat="" domn="" general="" la="" el=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cand am vazut prima reuniune am crezut ca ... e doar o coincidenta ... si ca ista este modelul de polizman APARA SI AMENDEAZA. Dar cand din 750 in 750 de m spectacolul s-a repetat ..... E clar ca nu mai e coincidenta, ci ceva se petrece.&lt;br /&gt;Si nu pot sa nu fiu incantat si sa constat cu imi razbate prin porii pielii siguranta de a ma deplasa pe strazi cand trec pe langa mine, cu girofarurile aprinse, masinile de politie. Acea senzatie de siguranta si incredere.&lt;br /&gt;Nu pot sa nu remarc surprins cum acei ex gardieni publici care pana mai ieri te certau daca stateai in parc pe iarba, care pazeau  primariile sau mai stiu eu ce locatii publice de stat, peste noapte au revenit sub denumirea de Politia comunitara ! :))&lt;br /&gt;Si cand imi aduc aminte ca ultima data era un neanea gardianu public, cam tuciuriu ce-i drept (scuzati discriminarea, rasismul care se pot deduce de aici) care nu stia prea bine sa scrie cand mi-a dat amenda ...... ca mi-a fugit nepotu' de 5 ani pe iarba in parc. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si sper sa vina, asa cum ne-am obisnuit deja, un alt sef mare, cu noi idei, cu noi reguli si cu noi ordine.  Eventual sa puna girofaruri si pe scutere si sa le dea si biciclete. Poate MBX. :)&lt;/ai&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-115346970352150729?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/115346970352150729/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=115346970352150729' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115346970352150729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115346970352150729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2006/07/de-ce-ard-girofarele.html' title='De ce ard girofarele ?'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-115286363785440213</id><published>2006-07-14T10:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:53:57.860+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Io si luna plina</title><content type='html'>De cateva zile ma simt ca o maree sub directa influenta a lunii pline, care are neobrazarea de a se posta exact in dreptul ferestrei mele. Cred ca in seara asta o sa ies la ea si o sa o rog sa se mute si ea la alta fereastra ca m-am cam saturat sa ma tot culc la ora 3 dimineatza. Chiar ma astept sa incep sa urlu la luna .... asa din lipsa de ocupatie la ore tarzii in noapte. Daca voi continua in acest ritm e posibil sa cunosc primul varcolac in viata. Io.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-115286363785440213?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/115286363785440213/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=115286363785440213' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115286363785440213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115286363785440213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2006/07/io-si-luna-plina.html' title='Io si luna plina'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-115279141560795862</id><published>2006-07-13T14:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T19:40:43.936+03:00</updated><title type='text'>To BEre or not to BEre (fara alcool)</title><content type='html'>Prins in invalmasala unui tratament mai lung  si toropit de caldura specifica lunii lui cuptor ce alta delectare pot avea cand dau play unui film realizat pe vremea cand nici macar nu eram in faza de proiect decat o bine meritata bere rece ? Dar STOP !!! Fara alcool !!!!&lt;br /&gt;Iata cum dintr-un inflacarat fan  Carlsberg am devenit un emotiv descoperitor de bere fara alcool. Am fost surprins sa descopar cate marci de bere fara alcool exista pe piata romaneasca. As putea spune, daca se poate spune intr-o atare situatie, ca spre marea mea incantare ai de unde alege domle'.  Simt varietatea marcilor, maltul de provenienta europeana, acidul cum imi ciupeste varful nasului ...... Mai ca simt euro cinciu cum se zbate in spuma de numai doua degete a unei beri Krombacher. A propos ... asta e o noutate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pot spune ca un fin cunoscator ce sunt, transformat peste noapte ... ca nu e bere mai buna decat Stela Artois... bere fara alcool evident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai noloc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Si totusi exista iubire. And still Carlsberg is probably the best beer in the world ... parerea mea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-115279141560795862?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/115279141560795862/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=115279141560795862' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115279141560795862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115279141560795862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2006/07/to-bere-or-not-to-bere-fara-alcool.html' title='To BEre or not to BEre (fara alcool)'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-115274252573888358</id><published>2006-07-12T23:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T11:18:50.616+03:00</updated><title type='text'>No cable .... no murder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;De vreo doua zile ma intreb de ce sunt asa linistite serile acasa. Din motive de reconstructie a retelei tv din cartierul unde locuiesc, binevoitor provider-ul mi-a taiat cablul, care din alte motive nedemne de mentionat aici, era legat la stalpul din coltul blocului.... long story de altfel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Am constatat ca nesperata mea liniste provine din absenta stirilor morbide si dezolante...&lt;br /&gt;Ajuns acasa dupa o zi in care te-a rupt caldura si statul la stopurile din Bucurestie, dau drumul la tv sa vad stirile de seara si spicluiesc de pe un post pe altul: PRO TV - crima cu sange rece - concubinul gelos isi prinde concubina inselandu-l dupa ce au baut cot la cot tot spirtul medicinal din casa si a hacuit-o pe aceasta; TVR 1 - aceleasi inundatii ce par ca nu se mai termina .... de parca s-ar fi strans toata apa din lume in Romania, ce nu au putut fi prevenite de aceiasi oameni iresponsabili (tot nu a scazut Dunarea ???); Antena 1 - aceeasi crima cu sange rece dar cu ceva mai multe detalii, imagini .... picanterii; stirile continua in aceeasi prezentare pe majoritatea posturilor romanesti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Sunt ingrozit. Pe toate posturile numai stiri care imi dau senzatia ca vine sfarsitul lumii si ar trebui sa reconsider rezerva de provizii si sa ma intreb daca e suficient consolidat adapostul ALA sau a furat constructoru' cand a turnat fundatia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Si oare mai e nevoie sa imi pun intrebri de ce toti in jurul meu sunt nervosi, de ce intrezaresc sclipiri criminale in ochii vecinului, care in general e un tip ok ? Io cred ca stirile sunt f f negativiste si pesimiste. Ca fuga dupa rating s-a transformat intr-o vanatoare de stiri horror. O prezentare a unei realitati pline de crime din dragoste cu alcool dublu rafinat, de mizeria in care traiesc concetatenii nostri all over the country , in speta mediul rural, a politicienilor care au fost prinsi cu mana pana la cot de cei care pana acum s-au saturat furand etc.&lt;br /&gt;O realitate full of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Time out !!!! De ce nu sunt prezentate si lucruri/evenimente frumoase ? Nu fac televiziunile rating altfel? As vrea sa vad la tv sau sa citesc pe prima pagina a unui ziar de mare tiraj lucruri care sa imi descreteasca fruntea, care sa ma bucure. Oare asta e realitatea noastra ? Alcool din suba si crima ? Politicieni si declaratii de avere ? Hormonica a dat bacul iar Virinel i-a luat Porsche cadou? M-am cam saturat sa aud de bunicutze, octogenare de altfel, violate de pusti de 15 ani ce le-ar putea fi lejer stranepoti.&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca sunt deja mai linistit si bucuros ca nu mai am cablu. Ma gandesc serios daca sa ii chem pe baietii de la cablu sau nu. Sa ma reconectez sau nu. Pentru ca odata reinstalat cablul... televizorul e molipsitor .... Ma uit sau nu el va functiona ca un televizor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oare am devenit cu totii pesimisti ? De astfel de stiri avem cu adevarat nevoie ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess ... no cable, no murder !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-115274252573888358?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/115274252573888358/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=115274252573888358' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115274252573888358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115274252573888358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2006/07/no-cable-no-murder.html' title='No cable .... no murder'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-115256156562945282</id><published>2006-07-10T22:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T22:59:25.636+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging</title><content type='html'>Dupa cum e noul stil, am inceput si eu bloggingul. Am setat pagina, am setat culori  (normal si fara conotatii ... culoarea portocalie este prezenta) si acum la treaba.&lt;br /&gt;Sper sa functioneze si sa arate bine. Ma gandeam sa scriu despre fumat. Si depre cat e de nociv.&lt;br /&gt;Multi dintre prieteni si cunoscuti poate vor spune ca m-am tranformat (fortat de imprejurari) in&lt;br /&gt;lup moralist. Adevarul este ca asa cum am avut nevoie de un motiv serios sa ma apuc (cand toti fumeaza in jurul tau .... oricum fumezi si tu pasiv) tot la fel nu am gasit prea usor un motiv sa renunt la fumat.&lt;br /&gt;Nu am sa va impui capul cu bolile provocare de fumat, cu statistici de mortatilitate cauzata de fumat, cu informatii care sunt postate oriunde in jurul nostru, chiar si pe pachetele de tigari, chiar insotesc si reclamele la tigari, ci am sa va spun ca e o otrava care ucide corpul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu am reusit sa ma las si ma simt eliberat. Ar trebui sa incercati si voi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am sa atept amuzat comentariile !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dupa ce am fumat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-115256156562945282?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/115256156562945282/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=115256156562945282' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115256156562945282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115256156562945282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2006/07/blogging.html' title='Blogging'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30920932.post-115254662526453613</id><published>2006-07-10T18:48:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T18:50:25.273+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The first</title><content type='html'>Iata-ma si pe mine alaturandu-ma celor ce sunt prezenti in aceasta noua lume a blog-urilor.  O  dorinta mai veche devine realitate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La mai mare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu multumiri bunului meu prieten Rav.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30920932-115254662526453613?l=cimpeanu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/feeds/115254662526453613/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30920932&amp;postID=115254662526453613' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115254662526453613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30920932/posts/default/115254662526453613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cimpeanu.blogspot.com/2006/07/first.html' title='The first'/><author><name>cimpeanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05669553887070971882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
