<?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-6062854268204581864</id><updated>2011-11-30T10:06:09.012+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jan Mynařík</title><subtitle type='html'>Jan Mynařík</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-4487175847718645751</id><published>2009-03-14T13:34:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T16:15:33.742+01:00</updated><title type='text'>~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Sbukizzz7ZI/AAAAAAAAAhU/Wg1rsWGonzY/s1600-h/_DSC0350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 602px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Sbukizzz7ZI/AAAAAAAAAhU/Wg1rsWGonzY/s400/_DSC0350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313021103343660434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anežka came to Prague to do some investigation for her thesis for a day and ended up occupying our apartment for two nights. And she is even worse in getting up early in the morning than me so I had to wake her up about hundred times both days to get to work &lt;s&gt;on time&lt;/s&gt; not too late. One &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;trouble was, we wanted to watch Space Shuttle Discovery launch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt; at night and she drank a lot of coffee so she would be able to stay awake, but the launch was canceled that evening and she couldn't fall asleep because of all the coffee she drank anyway&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; So we were shooting the breeze till late night.&lt;/span&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/6062854268204581864-4487175847718645751?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/4487175847718645751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=4487175847718645751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/4487175847718645751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/4487175847718645751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='~'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Sbukizzz7ZI/AAAAAAAAAhU/Wg1rsWGonzY/s72-c/_DSC0350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-8725919024102291270</id><published>2009-02-28T23:10:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T12:49:08.740+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Sides</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Machines have less problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;I'd like to be a machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Wouldn't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;- Andy Warhol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Machines have less joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;I wouldn't like to be a machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;- Jan Mynařík&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;People too often sacrifice richness of life for getting more comfort. They too often see only one side of their desicions. They want to become machines, willingly or unwillingly. But machines have no freedom, no free mind. Machines are controlled by their operators. They are tools which obey without thinking. I wouldn't like to be a machine.&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/6062854268204581864-8725919024102291270?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/8725919024102291270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=8725919024102291270' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8725919024102291270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8725919024102291270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2009/02/two-sides.html' title='Two Sides'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-6590326957010317823</id><published>2009-01-24T00:33:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T00:35:28.381+01:00</updated><title type='text'>This is good music</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GUcXI2BIUOQ&amp;amp;hl=cs&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GUcXI2BIUOQ&amp;amp;hl=cs&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-6590326957010317823?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/6590326957010317823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=6590326957010317823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/6590326957010317823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/6590326957010317823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-good-music.html' title='This is good music'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-2960489136733805577</id><published>2009-01-16T09:44:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T09:51:41.125+01:00</updated><title type='text'>2 things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;...I don't like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Being outbid on ebay two seconds before the auction is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;When people briefly mention on their blog something I would totaly want to hear about and then add they would post more later. which they &lt;s&gt;rarely&lt;/s&gt; never do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-2960489136733805577?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/2960489136733805577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=2960489136733805577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/2960489136733805577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/2960489136733805577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2009/01/2-things.html' title='2 things'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-5642517309575143140</id><published>2009-01-10T21:42:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T21:46:48.204+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nyströms in Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/3183119020/" title="Miriam and Selma by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3492/3183119020_12800c0950_o.jpg" width="500" height="335" alt="Miriam and Selma" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/3183118728/" title="Hugo by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3366/3183118728_747fd74d95_o.jpg" width="500" height="335" alt="Hugo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/3183118888/" title="Magnus and Hugo by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3125/3183118888_be3192777e_o.jpg" width="500" height="335" alt="Magnus and Hugo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/3183118590/" title="Miriam by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3391/3183118590_76f8d90974_o.jpg" width="500" height="335" alt="Miriam" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/3182283941/" title="Park skaters by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3461/3182283941_0261ef902b_o.jpg" width="500" height="335" alt="Park skaters" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-5642517309575143140?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/5642517309575143140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=5642517309575143140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/5642517309575143140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/5642517309575143140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2009/01/nystrms-in-park.html' title='Nyströms in Park'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-5027230985630253850</id><published>2009-01-08T10:16:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T15:21:49.812+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;Colleague: Can I add you to my facebook friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Me: Ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;Colleague: Cool to have such a charmer on the list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Me: Sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Colleague: So what's your name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Me: Kidding?&lt;/span&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/6062854268204581864-5027230985630253850?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/5027230985630253850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=5027230985630253850' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/5027230985630253850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/5027230985630253850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2009/01/colleague-can-i-add-you-to-my-facebook.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-4832289863353115237</id><published>2009-01-01T01:09:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:10:46.082+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Not to be confused with a New Year's resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is so weird. I always enjoy new year's eve, surrounded by the crowd of my family, but this time it was kind of differend. While the morning and afternoon were awesome, I went to park with dad where I swang on swings, rotated on a small carousel, slided on a frozen pond just like at least ten years ago, the afternoon was different. I was forced by circumstances to realize that there are things I haven't achieved and wanted to achieve, that I didn't use all the inspiration I got througout the year, that I disapointed myself in a way, that what I expect from people around me is often different from what they give me. There is lot of work to be done and while I know that the last day of a year doesn't take away what happened (or did not happen) in the past 365 days - on contrary, determines what will happen in my futrure - it helps me to follow my goals harder so I won't experience the same feelings again. I hope I won't forget this. The year was good, though and there are definitely things that were good and are worth continuing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-4832289863353115237?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/4832289863353115237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=4832289863353115237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/4832289863353115237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/4832289863353115237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-to-be-confused-with-new-years-eve.html' title='Not to be confused with a New Year&apos;s resolution'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-4500445544981238157</id><published>2008-12-14T12:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T12:40:00.063+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SUTvw12NzcI/AAAAAAAAAfw/MRSeWb4e26s/s1600-h/_DSC0345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SUTvw12NzcI/AAAAAAAAAfw/MRSeWb4e26s/s400/_DSC0345.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279608285552299458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Prague, summer evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-4500445544981238157?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/4500445544981238157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=4500445544981238157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/4500445544981238157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/4500445544981238157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/12/prague-summer-evening.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SUTvw12NzcI/AAAAAAAAAfw/MRSeWb4e26s/s72-c/_DSC0345.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-352321075841313863</id><published>2008-11-19T09:29:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T09:38:13.708+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Move on up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I recently found this really swell pair of shoes. It has been about two years since I started looking for shoes for casual wearing but I couldn't find anything I really really liked, untill then. They were one of those handmade leather boots with awesome straps with buckles on sides, heels, slightly pointed tips and all but the price tag told me to forget about them, even after some 60% discount. I still went to the store another two times and really felt more relieved then disappointed when I found they were sold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trouble is that I found it to be a rather ordinary way for me to act when it comes to something I want but know at the same time that there is a reason to abandon my wishes. It might be ok with boots, not in other cases because the problem does't always disappear. It just blurs the clear view of my path and I get lost. There are clearly only two options, neglect the cons and go for the goal or find a new aim. While I'm totaly aware of it, when I try to decide, I get scared again that I might not succeed, or I even get sure about it and refrain but I still cling to the idea of proceeding some other day and don't look for a new direction. This can keep me in one place for a long time, which is disturbing/frustrating but difficult to fight anyway. It's difficult to find a new source of energy that would help me to get through, because new energy often comes with setting on a new path. Trapped. Without a new vision I don't get energy to move on and I can't (or don't feel like, at least) proceed without enough power, without being motivated. And the temptation persists leaving me lagging behind while life is speeding on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Hush now child, and don't you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Your folks might understand you by and by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Move on up towards your destination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; You may find from time to time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Complications &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Bite your lip and take a trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Though there may be wet road ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; You cannot slip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; So move on up and peace you will find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Curtis Mayfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-352321075841313863?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/352321075841313863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=352321075841313863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/352321075841313863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/352321075841313863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/11/move-on-up.html' title='Move on up'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-7217832135261463765</id><published>2008-11-10T21:16:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T21:20:22.091+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SRiXNQciU2I/AAAAAAAAAfo/mkMAjG0Qjdo/s1600-h/_DSC1759+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SRiXNQciU2I/AAAAAAAAAfo/mkMAjG0Qjdo/s400/_DSC1759+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267126018218546018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-7217832135261463765?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/7217832135261463765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=7217832135261463765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/7217832135261463765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/7217832135261463765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/11/grandma.html' title='Grandma'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SRiXNQciU2I/AAAAAAAAAfo/mkMAjG0Qjdo/s72-c/_DSC1759+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-1294928822916401791</id><published>2008-10-31T17:28:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T17:32:33.656+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Try</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;...the new mix from Mick Boogie, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.vivalahova.com/"&gt;Viva La Hova&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. Jay-Z blended with Coldplay, awesome, the cover design too. Download &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.badongo.com/file/11886528"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; and enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SQsy6iavRSI/AAAAAAAAAfg/uVqYi84sx0Q/s1600-h/front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SQsy6iavRSI/AAAAAAAAAfg/uVqYi84sx0Q/s400/front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263356570765313314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/6062854268204581864-1294928822916401791?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/1294928822916401791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=1294928822916401791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/1294928822916401791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/1294928822916401791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/10/try.html' title='Try'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SQsy6iavRSI/AAAAAAAAAfg/uVqYi84sx0Q/s72-c/front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-8665857254879133399</id><published>2008-10-16T21:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T22:04:20.061+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Conflagration</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One wing of Průmyslový palác, probably the most characteristic building in the area, has just completely burnt down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SPesI5o5flI/AAAAAAAAAWk/arlmnHhYcfs/s1600-h/_DSC1267-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SPesI5o5flI/AAAAAAAAAWk/arlmnHhYcfs/s400/_DSC1267-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257860358889635410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SPesJAibaCI/AAAAAAAAAWs/Yu2o3tJhbEE/s1600-h/_DSC1286-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SPesJAibaCI/AAAAAAAAAWs/Yu2o3tJhbEE/s400/_DSC1286-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257860360741546018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SPesJJa3FXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/I42jPBjp75c/s1600-h/_DSC1355-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SPesJJa3FXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/I42jPBjp75c/s400/_DSC1355-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257860363125724530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SPesJTAjI8I/AAAAAAAAAW8/FY-VvaxyadM/s1600-h/_DSC1342-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SPesJTAjI8I/AAAAAAAAAW8/FY-VvaxyadM/s400/_DSC1342-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257860365699720130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SPesJjdgDrI/AAAAAAAAAXE/9Ji80Uf-s3Y/s1600-h/_DSC1288-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SPesJjdgDrI/AAAAAAAAAXE/9Ji80Uf-s3Y/s400/_DSC1288-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257860370116120242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-8665857254879133399?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/8665857254879133399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=8665857254879133399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8665857254879133399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8665857254879133399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/10/conflagration.html' title='Conflagration'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SPesI5o5flI/AAAAAAAAAWk/arlmnHhYcfs/s72-c/_DSC1267-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-8806282499278151256</id><published>2008-09-29T18:56:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T19:23:54.411+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Watercolors</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was doing cleanup in my room some two weeks ago and I discovered a set of watercolors from my times at primary school. I took papers and painted a few pictures and found that I'm totally inept in painting, just as I was 15 years ago when I was attending my art classes. It made me think about their quality, too, and I had to decide it was pathetic. As far as I remember, our teacher never told us anything about any artists nor showed us their work. She only gave us an asignment and usually didn't bother to tell us how to proceed very much. It was very much like submiting exams without being educated in the subject, something like "Tell me about ancient Egypt and Egyptians. Oh, I didn't teach you that kind of stuff? Who cares, just go on!" It was the last test Holden Caulfield had failed before he left school, right? The Egyptians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I kind of like how one of my paintings turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SOEc5Oem_QI/AAAAAAAAAWc/hr7iFUhesMc/s1600-h/_DSC0791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SOEc5Oem_QI/AAAAAAAAAWc/hr7iFUhesMc/s400/_DSC0791.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251510409955310850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-8806282499278151256?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/8806282499278151256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=8806282499278151256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8806282499278151256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8806282499278151256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/09/watercolors.html' title='Watercolors'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SOEc5Oem_QI/AAAAAAAAAWc/hr7iFUhesMc/s72-c/_DSC0791.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-3559077756795947301</id><published>2008-09-29T17:18:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T17:25:24.061+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I played basketball</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;...on Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; with Jarda against Marek and his friend Eva. This is what happened after one of Jarda's long passes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SOEBHpHD2bI/AAAAAAAAAWM/MnsdAyvV2kc/s1600-h/080927_18689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SOEBHpHD2bI/AAAAAAAAAWM/MnsdAyvV2kc/s400/080927_18689.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251479871296887218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SOEBHrtJ98I/AAAAAAAAAWU/zVNeIHaaBek/s1600-h/080927_18696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SOEBHrtJ98I/AAAAAAAAAWU/zVNeIHaaBek/s400/080927_18696.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251479871993542594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Photos from Jarda Šícha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He took me to a hospital to have my finger fixed. Now I'll have a splint for next four weeks. Sucks. It's pretty tough to hold a camera now.&lt;/span&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/6062854268204581864-3559077756795947301?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/3559077756795947301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=3559077756795947301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/3559077756795947301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/3559077756795947301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-played-basketball.html' title='I played basketball'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SOEBHpHD2bI/AAAAAAAAAWM/MnsdAyvV2kc/s72-c/080927_18689.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-1064308547638852008</id><published>2008-09-21T17:12:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T19:40:01.623+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm starting semester tomorrow. It should be my last year being educated at school. It's been about three months since I was there the last time. The holidays were really long, I don't even properly remember how they started, but they are gone anyway. I don't know how tough it is going to be this time, I don't have that many classes but I'll certainly have a lot of writing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My yesterday evening was in the sign of punk. I went to concert of &lt;a href="http://www.iggypop.com/"&gt;Iggy Pop and The Stooges&lt;/a&gt; supported by two popular czech punk bands - &lt;a href="http://www.visaci.cz/"&gt;Visací Zámek&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.vypsanafixa.cz/"&gt;Vypsaná Fixa&lt;/a&gt; (I never heard them before, not bad). Wildest gig I ever been to for sure. The audience was like an ocean during storm, people tumbling over each other, screaming and jumping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-1064308547638852008?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/1064308547638852008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=1064308547638852008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/1064308547638852008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/1064308547638852008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-4475605803443960591</id><published>2008-09-15T18:15:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T19:41:08.191+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer ended</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yesterday, it's been raining the whole day today and while I hope it's going to get somewhat better again, there ain't so much to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;outside right now and I'm getting back to my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned earlier, I and Martin had to cut down our travel plans and ended going to Dolomites, Italy for about a week. It was a nice hike. Sleeping among jingling cowbells (and cows of course), high mountains, beautifull sceneries. We spent the last day in Florence, where we visited Uffizi gallery and saw The Birth of Venus (by Botticelli) among other fabulous paintings and sculptures. During the two weeks prior to our trip were Olympic Games and I spent a lot of time watching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mostly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;athletics. That's what my August was like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September started, summer ended, but the ending was swell. I met a couple of friends for a picnic. Everyone brought some kind of yumminess. Jarda brought brownies and vegetable salad, Terka and Honza fruit salad, bruchettas with salami and tomatoes, Michal asian snacks, Iva and Vašek apple 'štrůdl' and I made apple pie with vanilla sauce and another vegetable salad. Hot tea and coffee were nice too, it was chilly. We played some action games too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2860465612/" title="Picnic by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3245/2860465612_547a538b7c.jpg" alt="Picnic" width="500" height="334" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2859640483/" title="Picnic by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3088/2859640483_c9d7db31d5.jpg" alt="Picnic" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2860468862/" title="Picnic by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3164/2860468862_75d536e8dd.jpg" alt="Picnic" width="500" height="334" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2859644021/" title="Picnic by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2185/2859644021_b411f4751b.jpg" alt="Picnic" width="500" height="334" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2860510286/" title="Picnic by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2029/2860510286_853f8875e9.jpg" alt="Picnic" width="500" height="334" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2860523468/" title="Picnic by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3143/2860523468_05563793f8.jpg" alt="Picnic" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-4475605803443960591?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/4475605803443960591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=4475605803443960591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/4475605803443960591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/4475605803443960591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/09/summer-ended.html' title='Summer ended'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3245/2860465612_547a538b7c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-7722248063037188838</id><published>2008-08-06T15:08:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T15:16:00.543+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Martin and I had to postpone our trip. He cut off tip of his thumb when working with some carpenter machine. He will submit some surgical procedures and we will see what trip we can do then, but it won't definitely be three weeks as we planned. Two weeks would still be nice, better than canceling the whole thing.&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/6062854268204581864-7722248063037188838?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/7722248063037188838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=7722248063037188838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/7722248063037188838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/7722248063037188838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/08/martin-and-i-had-to-postpone-our-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-522627021685432780</id><published>2008-08-06T15:06:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T15:08:40.764+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My friend Dana</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;is in India for a few weeks, hiking with friends. Check their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cejpek.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; (czech only) and follow their advantures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-522627021685432780?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/522627021685432780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=522627021685432780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/522627021685432780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/522627021685432780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-friend-dana.html' title='My friend Dana'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-6742963106230231545</id><published>2008-07-28T22:38:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T22:45:12.417+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2711884180/" title="Shadow by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3065/2711884180_fe30b84835_o.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="Shadow" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2711884028/" title="Sunset by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3185/2711884028_d010d6f342_o.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="Sunset" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2711071823/" title="Port of Sassnitz by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3165/2711071823_23dba12cb5_o.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="Port of Sassnitz" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2711883706/" title="Steelworks in Iggesund by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3042/2711883706_ec0f1d96f0_o.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="Steelworks in Iggesund" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2711883502/" title="Högakusten bridge by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3204/2711883502_3c8a660f70_o.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="Högakusten bridge" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2711071151/" title="Window by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3116/2711071151_eee085d35e_o.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="Window" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2711070855/" title="Staircase by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3235/2711070855_588046f92e_o.jpg" width="332" height="500" alt="Staircase" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2711882674/" title="Open by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3030/2711882674_21528f587e_o.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="Open" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2711070305/" title="Kvikkjokk by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3290/2711070305_f81c89530d_o.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="Kvikkjokk" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2711070119/" title="Kvikkjokk by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3212/2711070119_b7995c06a2_o.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="Kvikkjokk" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2711069947/" title="Kvikkjokk by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3257/2711069947_324f4e69cd_o.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="Kvikkjokk" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2711881804/" title="Kvikkjokk by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3117/2711881804_b80d95b68b_o.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="Kvikkjokk" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2711069509/" title="Porjus by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3101/2711069509_23755e15ab_o.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="Porjus" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2711881252/" title="Porjus by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2311/2711881252_004c61cbbb_o.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="Porjus" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2711069075/" title="Raindeers by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3125/2711069075_ac1a83ac3c_o.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="Raindeers" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2711880788/" title="I love clouds by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3252/2711880788_3b75ef8f23_o.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="I love clouds" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2711068617/" title="STHLM by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3086/2711068617_d3a4b984c7_o.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="STHLM" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2711068305/" title="STHLM by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3117/2711068305_79319da6d7_o.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="STHLM" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2711880030/" title="Göta kanal by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3180/2711880030_e25d3e77b6_o.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="Göta kanal" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2711067729/" title="Roxen by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3113/2711067729_2a6b34f110_o.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="Roxen" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2711879364/" title="Roxen by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3158/2711879364_1f2b5a4233_o.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="Roxen" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2711879204/" title="We punctured, again by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3055/2711879204_3c5a4e5cec_o.jpg" width="332" height="500" alt="We punctured, again" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-6742963106230231545?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/6742963106230231545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=6742963106230231545' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/6742963106230231545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/6742963106230231545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/07/photo-update.html' title='Photo update'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-8548263745298872510</id><published>2008-07-25T10:42:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T10:55:19.500+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cough, cough</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm back in Stockholm again and we're going home tomorrow. We went to Gamla Stan - Stockholm Old Town yesterday. It's been nice and warm for a last few days but I can't get rid of my cough I got almost two weeks ago. It's really bothering and I can't enjoy things as I would and the rest of my family starts to feel bad too. I've got some medicine but I'll have to go to see a doctor anyway when I'm in Prague because I need to be all right for my and Martin's trip in a week. And there will be so much to do, meeting friends, buying maps, tickets, I want to see the Rolling Stones film, going through photos and probably lot more, eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-8548263745298872510?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/8548263745298872510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=8548263745298872510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8548263745298872510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8548263745298872510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/07/cough-cough.html' title='Cough, cough'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-5437216603089471660</id><published>2008-07-10T20:44:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:33.405+01:00</updated><title type='text'>So we arrived to Piteå</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yesterday at noon after we spent the whole morning waiting in our tent for the rain to stop. It didn't stop, though, and we had to tear the tent down while it was still pouring down. So we started in Piteå with lunch in Magnus' parents apartment, met our friends Johan and Mattias who borrowed us their summer house here in Piteå. I also spent the evening and night (the sun set is hardly discernible here) with them and my cousin Jenny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We had a trip to &lt;a href="http://sv.wikipedia.org/wiki/Storforsen"&gt;Storforsen &lt;/a&gt;planned for today. The weather was very lousy again, raining most of the day, not very good for a BBQ lunch. And not good for taking photos. I'll have to produce some kind of raincoat for my camera for the next days, it's supposed to be rainy tomorrow, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SHZqAikACwI/AAAAAAAAAV0/tafOHydY1p4/s1600-h/_SSC8417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221477375493016322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SHZqAikACwI/AAAAAAAAAV0/tafOHydY1p4/s400/_SSC8417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Högakusten bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SHZqAnC0JKI/AAAAAAAAAVs/PV72j6S9yrQ/s1600-h/_SSC8416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221477376696001698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SHZqAnC0JKI/AAAAAAAAAVs/PV72j6S9yrQ/s400/_SSC8416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Near village Hamnberg, Högakusten (High Coast)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SHZqBEMHiKI/AAAAAAAAAWE/DoxYlRzEpsw/s1600-h/_SSC8480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221477384519649442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SHZqBEMHiKI/AAAAAAAAAWE/DoxYlRzEpsw/s400/_SSC8480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SHZqA3cpjNI/AAAAAAAAAV8/U5_J5T7LeCo/s1600-h/_SSC8479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221477381099326674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SHZqA3cpjNI/AAAAAAAAAV8/U5_J5T7LeCo/s400/_SSC8479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Storfors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry, I don't have time for choosing better photos.&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/6062854268204581864-5437216603089471660?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/5437216603089471660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=5437216603089471660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/5437216603089471660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/5437216603089471660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-we-arrived-to-pite.html' title='So we arrived to Piteå'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SHZqAikACwI/AAAAAAAAAV0/tafOHydY1p4/s72-c/_SSC8417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-886347673356547486</id><published>2008-07-06T21:21:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:06:33.140+01:00</updated><title type='text'>See you later, Stockholm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We are heading north tomorrow. The funny thing is that it will be probably warmer there than here in Stockholm. It was only about 15°C in the afternoon. I don't know how many kilometers we have to travel, but it's a pretty long way, almost three days. I better go sleep now so I can get up little earlier in the morning, I don't even know when my parents collect me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-886347673356547486?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/886347673356547486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=886347673356547486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/886347673356547486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/886347673356547486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/07/see-you-later-stockholm.html' title='See you later, Stockholm'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-1525762220377092630</id><published>2008-07-04T18:11:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T18:21:10.810+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I traveled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and I'm in Sweden now. We arrived with my parents to my aunt a few hours ago. We went by car, it was a long trip, hot weather and all. My neck hurts a bit. I can't stay awake in a car for more then an hour and when I fall asleep, I wake up whenever the car bumps with painful twitch of my neck. That's about every 10 minutes. We are staying in Stockholm till Sunday and travel north then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have great summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;/honza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-1525762220377092630?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/1525762220377092630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=1525762220377092630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/1525762220377092630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/1525762220377092630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-traveled.html' title='I traveled'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-3052796129926014862</id><published>2008-06-30T18:36:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T20:08:06.462+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Random memories of a last few days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So I savored my holiday days home before I travel to Sweden on Thursday. I managed to do some research for August trip as well. Train tickets, guides, maps, but not as much as I wanted. I bought a travel insurance. I saw My Dream - performance of disabled chinese dancers, singers and alike with Marek and Anežka in State Opera on Thursday. When it was over, we bumped into this party in a hotel or whatever it was. They gave us a kind of angostura liqueur and indian meal for free. It was too noisy there and we left immediately. The food was good. I got a guitar from my dad's colleague. I fixed up a meeting with Vašek Procházka on Friday evening. We were both waiting on different corners and couldn't see each other. So what I did to while away my time before we met I helped some gypsy guys to push away their car. It stalled in rush hours in the middle of the road. Then I accidentally struck up conversation with a man who turned out to be a pusherman. He was asking me something about a police patrol and wanted to sell me some of his goods. I found another place for waiting after that. Another pusherman tried to supply me with something I had never heard of so I can't tell what it was. When I finally met with Vašek, we went to a pub where he'd been a day before. He wasn't sure wheter there would be any free table because it'd been completely packet the other day. It was empty though so we could strech ourselves. He had to go home or somewhere quite early. He's constantly busy. I guess I was lucky I met him at all. So I met Anežka and Marek again. They went to another chinese musical performance that evening. They both studied chinese. Marek went to a business networking when we met and I went with Anežka to buy a bottle of wine. Then we met him again in a bar where he was with colleagues and had a cocktail. Then the three of us went away and drank the wine and talked for hours. I got home pretty late. When I got up on Saturday, I had a breakfast, grabbed my new guitar and went to Marek for a lesson. The guitar also needed to be tuned up. Anežka was going home that day. She dropped by on her way to railway station. We were playing and horsing around. We saw her to the station. She was supposed to go home on Tuesday but postponed that. She wanted to see the chinese. And us I hope. I felt awkward when she left. Sort of hollow. She went to Vienna yesterday. To Paris today. And she is spending next semester in Austin, TX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2625749070/" title="Anežka and Marek by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3032/2625749070_38aa0dbab8_o.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="Anežka and Marek" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/6062854268204581864-3052796129926014862?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/3052796129926014862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=3052796129926014862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/3052796129926014862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/3052796129926014862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/06/random-memories-of-last-few-days.html' title='Random memories of a last few days'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-7874649340038554314</id><published>2008-06-24T22:00:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:33.592+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Andy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;I found this picture among photos I took during one discussion at my university. The funny thing is that you can clearly see the guy who is probably Andy Warhol with a Canon camera sitting behind economist Ševčík in it. It's possible he came to shoot Mr. Presley who unfortunately did not show up that evening, which would explain his rather sad expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SGFgxMJ6N-I/AAAAAAAAAVc/DhjUZtI9Jbw/s1600-h/DSC_3432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SGFgxMJ6N-I/AAAAAAAAAVc/DhjUZtI9Jbw/s400/DSC_3432.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215556241664391138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/6062854268204581864-7874649340038554314?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/7874649340038554314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=7874649340038554314' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/7874649340038554314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/7874649340038554314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/06/andy.html' title='Andy'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SGFgxMJ6N-I/AAAAAAAAAVc/DhjUZtI9Jbw/s72-c/DSC_3432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-6793378192692120445</id><published>2008-06-23T22:04:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:34.005+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SGAQndav-xI/AAAAAAAAAUc/rp625RWCiD8/s1600-h/_DSC7733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SGAQndav-xI/AAAAAAAAAUc/rp625RWCiD8/s400/_DSC7733.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215186638592801554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My friends Iva and Terka graduated today. I must admit I'm jealous they are finished with the university. I took these photos after the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SGARoswlu9I/AAAAAAAAAVE/n2WWaKzG-pY/s1600-h/_DSC7777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SGARoswlu9I/AAAAAAAAAVE/n2WWaKzG-pY/s320/_DSC7777.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215187759402433490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SGARrCaoYfI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ZX8wZ_uyRCU/s1600-h/_DSC7914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SGARrCaoYfI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ZX8wZ_uyRCU/s320/_DSC7914.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215187799575650802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-6793378192692120445?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/6793378192692120445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=6793378192692120445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/6793378192692120445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/6793378192692120445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/06/congratulation.html' title='Congratulations!'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SGAQndav-xI/AAAAAAAAAUc/rp625RWCiD8/s72-c/_DSC7733.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-7541023380638613362</id><published>2008-06-20T20:12:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T20:18:45.314+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Raising fare</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I checked the prices of train tickets for our August trip. Interrail rates has changed somewhat, from 150€ for 8 day of traveling in 30 days to 240€ for 10 days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;of traveling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; in 22 days while euro exchange rate remains almost the same. It might make us alter our plans a bit.&lt;/span&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/6062854268204581864-7541023380638613362?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/7541023380638613362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=7541023380638613362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/7541023380638613362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/7541023380638613362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/06/raising-fare.html' title='Raising fare'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-8167875739167969872</id><published>2008-06-17T19:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T19:39:03.557+01:00</updated><title type='text'>They Want Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I just found this very cool Offer of employment letter in my e-mail. it's an one page full of text MS word document. well, it isn't really full of text, but it looks so, because it's got very suave background with blue gradients all over that make it look a lot fuller than it really is. this way your eyes can't find any rest point and you probably read it much faster so it saves a huge amount of time. when your eyes get used to all the clutter, you start searching for the name of the company you are going to work for. ok, it ain't there, but it doesn't matter because it's a fast-growing european company - how could this be bad, huh? then it vaguely says your clients will be both individuals and corporations and you will do some financial and investment stuff. that's really great, don't you think? I know you do. in the end is some crap repeated and some new crap added. so if you are interested, send an e-mail to that anonymous address I already forgot.&lt;/span&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/6062854268204581864-8167875739167969872?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/8167875739167969872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=8167875739167969872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8167875739167969872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8167875739167969872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/06/they-want-me.html' title='They Want Me'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-2906375159818646847</id><published>2008-06-17T16:43:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:34.170+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Batteries, oh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It looks like my Palm is getting old. It is old, actually. 5 years at least, probably more. It's still ok for me, the calendar and address book are still there and I don't need much more but the battery is somewhat hard to recharge lately. I leave it in the charger for a couple of hours and nothing happens. Then I do it again and get the same result. Again and it's fine. Strange. They are so affordable now so I'll maybe pick a new one. I'll see what my oldie can still do first though, it might be just moody or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SFfehAsLe1I/AAAAAAAAAUU/erbI8GKVFVw/s1600-h/_DSC7516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SFfehAsLe1I/AAAAAAAAAUU/erbI8GKVFVw/s320/_DSC7516.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212879752406989650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Currently listening:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/419D521JJ3L._SL160_AA115_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 85px; height: 85px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/419D521JJ3L._SL160_AA115_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mellow Gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Beck, 1994&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-2906375159818646847?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/2906375159818646847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=2906375159818646847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/2906375159818646847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/2906375159818646847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/06/batteries-oh.html' title='Batteries, oh.'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SFfehAsLe1I/AAAAAAAAAUU/erbI8GKVFVw/s72-c/_DSC7516.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-2281668130459338108</id><published>2008-06-17T11:26:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T11:36:10.837+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;I just got home from school. I passed my economics exam, almost the same one I passed about four months ago when I finished economics classes. They want to be sure or something, so you must take the same exam twice and I didn't manage to take them both last semester. Anyway, I've got holiday now so I'm going downtown to buy stuff for summer, get my watch fixed etc. I've got to avail myself of the free day 'cause I'm back at work tomorrow.&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/6062854268204581864-2281668130459338108?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/2281668130459338108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=2281668130459338108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/2281668130459338108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/2281668130459338108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/06/holiday.html' title='Holiday'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-8670272242452606195</id><published>2008-06-03T15:11:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:34.283+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;My aunt Marie and cousin Miriam with kids were  visiting us for the last week. The visit was somewhat unusual this time. It's  quite hot these days, no good weather for going downtown with kids so we spent  most of the time in parks and playgrounds where Hugo was making friends and  younger Selma watching him or having a nice rest. It was also Children day on  Sunday and i was helping Project Antioch organizing a big event for kids in  Stromovka park held by municipality. Hugo really liked it, you could tell. We  paid our last visit to them yesterday evening - they were staying at my  grandma's. Hugo wanted to play before we left, he was tired so we played the  "sleeping game" where we were pretending we were sleeping. He eventually really  fell asleep with his leg entangled with my arm. He can be a mischievous kid but  a very kind and nice one&lt;span lang="sv"&gt; just as  well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="sv"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2542546848/" title="Hugo by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 500px; height: 335px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2167/2542546848_2087d57168.jpg" alt="Hugo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="sv"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2542547462/" title="Hugo by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 500px; height: 336px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3081/2542547462_1840aa250f_o.jpg" alt="Hugo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SEVa5hqkrfI/AAAAAAAAAT0/bXf-QamgeU4/s1600-h/20080530-_DSC7285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SEVa5hqkrfI/AAAAAAAAAT0/bXf-QamgeU4/s400/20080530-_DSC7285.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207668488459824626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-8670272242452606195?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/8670272242452606195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=8670272242452606195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8670272242452606195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8670272242452606195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/06/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2167/2542546848_2087d57168_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-3752985928446214791</id><published>2008-05-29T10:35:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T14:08:52.324+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Crewdson and Bagels</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?q=gregory+crewdson&amp;amp;hl=cs&amp;amp;lr=&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=images&amp;amp;ct=title"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gregory Crewdson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; exhibition with Marek and Anežka on Sunday. It was closing that day, so there is no need recommending going there, but if it wasn't, I would recommend seeing it. Even though a few photos were weird in a negative manner, the others were weird in positive manner. I mean I liked them because of their bizzareness too. Funny part of the exhibition were also the descriptions of his work with phrases "psychoanalytic lightning" and alike. I like listening to theoreticians of art. I almost never know what the hell they are talking about. And I like immitating them, but I'm not really good at it. Woody Allen did it nicely in Manhattan I think when he was in a gallery with Diane Keaton. And probably the best was a program on TV that showed an artist taking some grocery goods out of a bag and putting them on the table in the very same order as they'd been in the bag and talking at least ten minutes about how big art it was and then another artist poured yellow paint on the sidewalk which produced probably even greater piece of art. It was all very phony. But Crewdson's photos were allright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We went to eat some bagels and other pastry after that and I was trying to make my camera unobtrusive and hid it in a paper bag with a hole torn out for the lens. It was supposed to produce more genuine pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Anežka and Marek (and bagel) by Kirja, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2532072358/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 425px; HEIGHT: 279px" height="332" alt="Anežka and Marek (and bagel)" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2326/2532072358_993e51905d_o.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Anežka and bagel (and Marek) by Kirja, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2531258573/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 421px; HEIGHT: 289px" height="332" alt="Anežka and bagel (and Marek)" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3165/2531258573_69ec61cfa5_o.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-3752985928446214791?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/3752985928446214791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=3752985928446214791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/3752985928446214791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/3752985928446214791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/05/crewdson-and-bagels.html' title='Crewdson and Bagels'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-8661207803380121066</id><published>2008-05-22T10:49:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T11:03:40.744+01:00</updated><title type='text'>McLaughlin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I went to &lt;a href="http://www.johnmclaughlin.com/"&gt;John McLaughlin&lt;/a&gt; concert yesterday. It was part of his tour with 4th Dimension. Incredible. Absolutely fantastic. Absolutely. Smacking. 4th Dimension consist of Mark Mondesir (drummer) - he is fabulous, and damm fast, Hadrian Feraud (bassist) - marvelous, Gary Husband (keyboardist and drummer) - awesome. John McLaughlin himself was amazing too. It's breathtaking when you put these four terrific musicians together. It really is. You better go to their next gig. I strictly recommend it, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-8661207803380121066?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/8661207803380121066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=8661207803380121066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8661207803380121066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8661207803380121066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/05/mclaughlin.html' title='McLaughlin'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-7435258958242188354</id><published>2008-05-20T20:20:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:35.049+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We decided with Terka and &lt;a href="http://michalsebik.zenfolio.com/"&gt;Michal&lt;/a&gt; that we would visit our friends Iva and Vašek in Mladá Boleslav some two weeks ago. It was nice and almost hot those days and we didn't anticipate any change in the weather (maybe that it would get only warmer). Iva suggested traveling to about jillion of places and hiking a bit, visiting castles and palaces and all. It was very rainy though. So we decided to go north instead to those big &lt;a href="http://www.bozkovske-jeskyne.cz/"&gt;caves with&lt;/a&gt; with the largest underground lake in Czech Republic and maybe have a little walk on the way back, which we really had, but it was still raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SDMu6Zq7_pI/AAAAAAAAATE/6XLyYnYAJ_s/s1600-h/080518_1214-e+LR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202553575401324178" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SDMu6Zq7_pI/AAAAAAAAATE/6XLyYnYAJ_s/s400/080518_1214-e+LR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SDMvEZq7_qI/AAAAAAAAATM/a3oU35yxBNA/s1600-h/080518_1284-e+LR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202553747200016034" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SDMvEZq7_qI/AAAAAAAAATM/a3oU35yxBNA/s400/080518_1284-e+LR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SDMvNJq7_rI/AAAAAAAAATU/z3jsRGNX1jM/s1600-h/080518_1298-e+LR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202553897523871410" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SDMvNJq7_rI/AAAAAAAAATU/z3jsRGNX1jM/s400/080518_1298-e+LR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Michal's burden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Back in Mladá Boleslav we had that terrific dinner in Iva and Vašek's new apartment. They prepared for us delicious raclette and for those who were still hungry a tasting of dried fish from Ukraine. I sort of liked them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SDMvXZq7_sI/AAAAAAAAATc/8-rS7d4RKzw/s1600-h/080518_1303-e+LR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202554073617530562" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SDMvXZq7_sI/AAAAAAAAATc/8-rS7d4RKzw/s400/080518_1303-e+LR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for a great day, especially to Iva and Vašek who were great hosts, Michal who gave me a lift home and Terka who was marvelous company as usually. Did I forgot anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All photos snatched from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-FAMILY: arial" href="http://michalsebik.zenfolio.com/"&gt;Michal's photostream&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. I tried to link back to the original photos but nothing worked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-7435258958242188354?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/7435258958242188354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=7435258958242188354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/7435258958242188354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/7435258958242188354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/05/rainy-trip.html' title='Rainy trip'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SDMu6Zq7_pI/AAAAAAAAATE/6XLyYnYAJ_s/s72-c/080518_1214-e+LR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-6935787432326008367</id><published>2008-05-20T20:04:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T20:19:49.224+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Semester ended</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So I kind of finished the semester and only wait for results of the tests I took last week. I still have to submit an exam in economics in a month but the semester is over no matter how successful I will be. I only hope I passed all my classes. It's a very pleasant feeling anyway. And I'm going to John McLaughlin's and Nick Cave's concerts tomorrow and on Saturday to boot.&lt;/span&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/6062854268204581864-6935787432326008367?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/6935787432326008367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=6935787432326008367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/6935787432326008367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/6935787432326008367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/05/semester-ended.html' title='Semester ended'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-259345532908760929</id><published>2008-05-08T10:55:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T11:16:26.001+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Careful, girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I was out with Marek yesterday evening meeting friends and when we went home, we roamed around Žižkov for a while and this girl ran into us. She asked us how to get to red line on subway and as we were heading the same direction we sort of struck up a conversation with her. We didn't even notice she was clutching a pepper spray in her hand, which is something people usually don't do. She told us after a while she had just had a meeting with some guy she used to meet once in a while and she visited him because he'd offered her an employment and wanted to discuss details, which turned out to be a 2.000 crowns worth of blowjob. The guy was a lawyer and all so you wouldn't expect anything like that to happen, but it did. I know you won't ever read this, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHAME ON YOU, PUNK!&lt;/span&gt; anyway. I just wanted to tell you, girls, to better arrange your business meetings in a café or something, even when meetings people you know, not very well though.&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/6062854268204581864-259345532908760929?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/259345532908760929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=259345532908760929' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/259345532908760929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/259345532908760929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/05/careful-girls.html' title='Careful, girls'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-560500072043728742</id><published>2008-05-04T22:27:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T22:45:40.265+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Soakin' in the inspiration from around the web</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I found a list of portfolios on one photography blog and I go through it for inspiration. Most recently I got inspired by the use of textures (I found them very appealing even before) so I took pictures from last weekends picnic and did a bit of postprocessing. Can't say it's what I wanted, but producing a fairly usable texture proved to be more difficult then one could expect. One guy is even selling a set of 35 textures for about 300 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2465792234/" title="Marek by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 487px; height: 325px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3202/2465792234_ac7b41a6d3_o.jpg" alt="Marek" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2465792518/" title="Lenka by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3226/2465792518_818a118bba_o.jpg" alt="Lenka" height="500" width="332" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2465792412/" title="Lenka by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 474px; height: 323px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2046/2465792412_aa3a469d05_o.jpg" alt="Lenka" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2464962313/" title="Terezia by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 477px; height: 332px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2276/2464962313_b10f01e141_o.jpg" alt="Terezia" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-560500072043728742?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/560500072043728742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=560500072043728742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/560500072043728742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/560500072043728742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/05/soakin-in-inspiration-from-around-web.html' title='Soakin&apos; in the inspiration from around the web'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-2123692897226956395</id><published>2008-04-28T16:42:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T14:45:08.140+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving or not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="vcb_rt"&gt;I had about an hour long discussion with my boss and her boss about staying at my current work and potential transfer to another division of Siemens. I would like to work in transport or maybe even logistics, but I'm not too eager about the latter. Siemens has a logistics department, so it could be easier to get the job probably, but I think finding job somewhere else wouldn't be so much more difficult and I have already talked to some people from transport companies and it sounded like they could have something for me. I also need two months off for my traveling, which was another topic for discussion. I thought I would quit Siemens in the end of June and find a new job when I come back first, but they offered me unsalaried vacation and one more month of work, which is good for me, because I would't get anything new untill October anyway and earning a few bucks is all right. What they want is that I stay with Siemens even then. They say I'm good and all, but they partially shoot the crap at least a bit I guess because what I have heard is that they are paid for low turnover rate, which is logic but they won't be sore or anything if I leave. I'll find out my possiblitities after exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-2123692897226956395?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/2123692897226956395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=2123692897226956395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/2123692897226956395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/2123692897226956395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/04/leaving-or-not.html' title='Leaving or not?'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-8571274103631060331</id><published>2008-04-27T21:54:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:35.341+01:00</updated><title type='text'>15 minutes? 3 months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My friends, who are photographers for Prague quarterly students magazine Stip, prepared a surprise for me last week. They'd asked me to be a model for one photo for a coverage on school-fees. I was suppose to panhandle in front of our university with a sign "contribute to my school-fees, please". It was a bit phony from me because I endorse them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Not that I'm into throwing money away or anything, but they aren't supposed to be any high and they would help to enhance the quality of education and even make it possible to study to students from not so wealthy families, the money they can get from government now isn't much help (and quite everyone can get the allowance). Anyway, what my friends did, or the editor actually, is that my photo is not only part of the article but it's also on the cover of the magazine. My friends from all major Prague universities let me know immediately they had seen me, it's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SBTrgXpm5OI/AAAAAAAAAS8/DamSqPfUjao/s1600-h/DSC_6661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SBTrgXpm5OI/AAAAAAAAAS8/DamSqPfUjao/s400/DSC_6661.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194035211601896674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-8571274103631060331?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/8571274103631060331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=8571274103631060331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8571274103631060331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8571274103631060331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/04/15-minutes-3-months.html' title='15 minutes? 3 months!'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/SBTrgXpm5OI/AAAAAAAAAS8/DamSqPfUjao/s72-c/DSC_6661.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-3317780300262563663</id><published>2008-04-26T18:14:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T18:21:55.079+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Overprocessed, unintentionally</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I was shooting jpg last week without knowing that. I don't remember why I changed the settings, but I forgot to put it back. I was trying to save some photos I took under artificial light neglecting to set white balance which I always do in postprocessing. When I did what I could, I overwrote original images with processed ones and when I opened Lightroom again, it showed me changes applied to already once processed pictures. I liked few of them, like this photo of Anežka for example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2442747437/" title="Untitled by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3037/2442747437_4aa6952fd9_o.jpg" alt="" height="500" width="332" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-3317780300262563663?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/3317780300262563663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=3317780300262563663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/3317780300262563663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/3317780300262563663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/04/overprocessed-unintentionally.html' title='Overprocessed, unintentionally'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-4580247729449791762</id><published>2008-04-20T19:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T20:24:59.816+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Socialize</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It has been very nice week indeed, meeting people I hadn't seen for some time, even for years. Like my classmates from primary school. We had a kind of reunion on Monday, 15 - more than half of us showed up. They hadn't changed at all, guys. I really felt like 8 years younger, that's the time that passed since we left the school. Not that I hadn't seen them ever since, but not that many of them at once.&lt;br /&gt;Kamila's photos: &lt;a href="http://malakami.rajce.idnes.cz/"&gt;http://malakami.rajce.idnes.cz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw Sunny on Wednesday evening. She had guests, but we decided to meet anyway at her apartment because we had seen each other only once since she arrived from the States two months ago so we had a lot to talk about and we even played our favorite game - Catch Phrase (not boys vs. girls as usually this time) - only a short game to show what fun it is to those who didn't know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michal Ševčík gave me a buzz on Friday so we went out to chat a little and drink sangria. I hadn't seen that boy for some time too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, I've seen Marie, my neighbor, who lives in Paris now, today. She arrived to Prague for a weekend yesterday. We had a coffee together along with a bunch of her mostly french friends, whom I had mostly met before. I'm looking forward to meeting her in Paris in summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-4580247729449791762?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/4580247729449791762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=4580247729449791762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/4580247729449791762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/4580247729449791762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/04/socialize.html' title='Socialize'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-8719515036914171337</id><published>2008-04-12T13:35:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T13:40:27.669+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've just checked weather forecasts for Prague tomorrow and found this on weather.wn.com:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: arial;" class="table_currentweather" align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="curcon"&gt;Current Conditions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" class="td_currentweather"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;     Temperature:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span class="temperatures"&gt;46° F 8° C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;" class="td_currentweather"&gt;&lt;img src="http://weather.wn.com/icons/rain.gif" alt="Sun" border="0" height="51" width="51" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heavy rain.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Need to say, it's a little cloudy, 15° C, no rain, sun is shining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-8719515036914171337?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/8719515036914171337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=8719515036914171337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8719515036914171337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8719515036914171337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/04/weather.html' title='Weather'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-8986154019262638828</id><published>2008-04-02T10:38:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T10:53:45.800+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What the heck is happening to me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Not only is Martin still sick and the weather is probably getting worse, but I nearly flunked my biggest subject this semester. At least I hope it was nearly, because acording to what's writen about the subject on the internet, I didn't reach the minimum amount of points in the first test we wrote last week, we were told we needed to reach lower minimum though and I count on it. I don't know what's wrong with me lately, but it isn't easy for me to prepare for exams since I finished bachelor degree. This time I thought I knew what I was supposed to and even the test didn't appear difficult. Anyway it looks like conditions for our latest photoproject could be better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-8986154019262638828?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/8986154019262638828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=8986154019262638828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8986154019262638828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8986154019262638828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-heck-is-happening-to-me.html' title='What the heck is happening to me?'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-6136260746407907885</id><published>2008-03-24T20:28:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:35.588+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Music, music, music</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We have got that program at work that lets people buy certain stuff and the company pays it to a certain limit every year. I decided I would use my limit for a few music events in the next few months. So if you are going to José Gonzales, Mark Knopfler, John McLaughlin, Nick Cave or Joe Satriany gigs, let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/R-gB0oC2XeI/AAAAAAAAAS0/mtHNDX-60bM/s1600-h/DSC_5939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/R-gB0oC2XeI/AAAAAAAAAS0/mtHNDX-60bM/s400/DSC_5939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181393374903950818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've had to pay for some myself :-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-6136260746407907885?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/6136260746407907885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=6136260746407907885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/6136260746407907885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/6136260746407907885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/03/music-music-music.html' title='Music, music, music'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/R-gB0oC2XeI/AAAAAAAAAS0/mtHNDX-60bM/s72-c/DSC_5939.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-6948304485245340104</id><published>2008-03-23T21:40:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T22:12:56.161+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hood Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm glad I can announce that the My Hood Project hopefully kicks off next weekend. All we need is a nice weather, no rain at least. So if you want to know what the My Hood Project is and maybe even join it, read on.&lt;br /&gt;I had that idea in the begining of the year when it was cloudy and murky outside all the time, no good conditions for photography. But I told a few friends about it and they liked it. We only had to wait for better time. So MHP is a kind of a photowalk or rather a series of photowalks in different locations. Selection of the locations isn't accidental though. There actually isn't any selecting at all because each day of the project, we are going to a "hood" where one of us lives. It isn't purely a photoproject, it's also a chance for each of us to show our friends where we live and the places we like and I mean not just one street and the building. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It doesn't matter what type of camera you have, it can be film or digital, cheap point&amp;amp;shoot or a really fancy SLR hotshots working for National Geographic use. Or you don't have to have any camera at all if you don't mind waiting for a bunch of us till we take the shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The "hood" may be for our purposes a certain level of self-governing area or just something like that, no strict rules about it, only it must be large enough for a decent photowalk and small enough so that we can see all the interesting places. The decision is on the days guide, i. e. the one who lives in the hood. It will be Martin next week who is somewhat sick now but he is getting better.&lt;br /&gt;I have even found a map of my district much earlier this year and I stuck millions of labels all over it to point out the places I wanted to visit. I'm afraid it is lost now. At least I cand find it anywhere. I will produce a new one. Better one. Or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-6948304485245340104?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/6948304485245340104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=6948304485245340104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/6948304485245340104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/6948304485245340104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-hood-project.html' title='My Hood Project'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-3213570533413435616</id><published>2008-03-16T16:15:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:35.710+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Studio work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Michal had a shooting session in a studio almost round the corner yesterday - his friend's friend wanted photos of herself for family etc. He called me and said I could come when they are done. I was out with Marek trying to work out a case study for our logistics class so we both came. I've never been in a studio before so it was cool to see Michal in work and I joined him as he wasn't completely done when we arrived. Then we had a few hours for experiments with lightnig. Michal had some books on studio photography and lighting and we were working partly by them and partly by hit-or-miss approach. It was really interresting experience anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/R91EkQdAnJI/AAAAAAAAASs/OZWsGwHzyYA/s1600-h/DSC_5898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/R91EkQdAnJI/AAAAAAAAASs/OZWsGwHzyYA/s400/DSC_5898.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178370536228560018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Marek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-3213570533413435616?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/3213570533413435616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=3213570533413435616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/3213570533413435616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/3213570533413435616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/03/studio-work.html' title='Studio work'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/R91EkQdAnJI/AAAAAAAAASs/OZWsGwHzyYA/s72-c/DSC_5898.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-4476113930207484344</id><published>2008-03-16T15:14:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:36.084+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Národofest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One faculty of my university, or rather its students with support of their dean, arranged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/R904YQdAnHI/AAAAAAAAASc/82MG7UqhUFs/s1600-h/DSC_5799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/R904YQdAnHI/AAAAAAAAASc/82MG7UqhUFs/s400/DSC_5799.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178357135930596466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; evening full of music. It took place in &lt;a href="http://www.matrixklub.cz/"&gt;Matrix Music Club&lt;/a&gt; and the performers were students of our school with their bands, playing mostly rock music with influences of rock'n'roll, punk, folk, ska and who knows what other styles and geners. It was a pretty big event - over 500 people showed up and everyone was quite ecstatic, dancing and shouting. I was asked to be a second photograper for the evening by my friend &lt;a href="http://michalsebik.zenfolio.com/"&gt;Michal&lt;/a&gt;. It was fun being stopped by drunk students and asked to take a photo of them (sometimes even ten pictures wasn't enough and more flashes that poped at them, the more satisfied they were). The only drawback of the evening was that my camera smelled like an ashtray the other day and I had to clean it five or six times before it was almost ok again. I'm looking forward to the next season, which I believe will come after the Friday's success. Here is a few pictures, details that cought my eye/lens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2337753078/" title="Untitled by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2279/2337753078_73386b8aef_m.jpg" alt="" height="159" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2336918051/" title="Dean's collar by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2009/2336918051_4e1f411ef1_m.jpg" alt="Dean's collar" height="159" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2337752782/" title="Rock by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3243/2337752782_f804aff272_m.jpg" alt="Rock" height="159" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2337804936/" title="The show can start! by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2102/2337804936_720c903f53_m.jpg" alt="The show can start!" height="160" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/R904CAdAnGI/AAAAAAAAASU/AjzHDcAlAC0/s1600-h/DSC_5779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/R904CAdAnGI/AAAAAAAAASU/AjzHDcAlAC0/s400/DSC_5779.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178356753678507106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Michal and his new D300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/R904rAdAnII/AAAAAAAAASk/Q80yMMBeQqY/s1600-h/DSC_5707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 161px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/R904rAdAnII/AAAAAAAAASk/Q80yMMBeQqY/s400/DSC_5707.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178357458053143682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-4476113930207484344?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/4476113930207484344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=4476113930207484344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/4476113930207484344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/4476113930207484344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/03/nrodofest.html' title='Národofest'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/R904YQdAnHI/AAAAAAAAASc/82MG7UqhUFs/s72-c/DSC_5799.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-6280840503548034631</id><published>2008-03-07T18:35:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:36.384+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The day I'm supposed to study</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As I spend every Wednesday, Friday and half of Monday at work and whole Tuesday, rest of Monday and Thursday morning at school, I decided to dedicate Thursday afternoons for reading textbooks so I would have some free time at least on weekends. However, this plan regularly fails to be executed. For example yesterday I had a meeting with friends arranged for the evening but I still had a couple of hours for studying. Thats enough time even for eating a few donuts and drinking coffee, so I did it. Then I had an idea about taking pictures against snowwhite background. So I lopsided a chair and stretched a sheet of paper between its legs and put my flash unit on the ground facing up at the paper. Than I laid various objects on the paper and took photographes from above. I drew a picture to help you imagine my setup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/R9GJHgdAnCI/AAAAAAAAAR0/zdMmUu9D8fM/s1600-h/Setup.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/R9GJHgdAnCI/AAAAAAAAAR0/zdMmUu9D8fM/s320/Setup.GIF" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175068208889109538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I spent about an hour with this fun. Than I had to take a shower because it was getting quite late. When I was done, I uploaded a few of my new photos to flickr which left me no time but for dressing myself and hurring to get on time to our rendezvous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2314922412/" title="Cornflakes by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2411/2314922412_5f55fc0840_m.jpg" alt="Cornflakes" height="160" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2314086127/" title="Potato peeler by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2094/2314086127_66ed1eef3a_m.jpg" alt="Potato peeler" height="159" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2314086073/" title="Happy by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2200/2314086073_72a1c38af0_m.jpg" alt="Happy" height="240" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2314898948/" title="Dental something by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2404/2314898948_7a7de494ba_m.jpg" alt="Dental something" height="159" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2314898898/" title="Corkscrew by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3097/2314898898_6227a8fcef_m.jpg" alt="Corkscrew" height="240" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9192127@N06/2314898820/" title="Yummy by Kirja, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2163/2314898820_82d7d865fd_m.jpg" alt="Yummy" height="240" width="159" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I met with Martin, Standa and Marek in Illusion café. I would really like to travel a bit around Europe with Martin in summer so we were discussing possibilities, especially financial ones. Our idea is to buy Interrail tickets and just roam with backpacks with rough conception in our heads which would probably include Germany, Netherlands, Belgium, France, Spain, Switzerland, Austria and back home or something like that. There is no doubt it would be really fabulous to make it happen. Then we also discussed a bit our "house", which is much less realistic then the traveling, kind of a dream of a loony kid. The concept comes from Andy Warhol's Factory. We want to have a place with studio for photography, film, music and even other arts and maybe even for living. I told Martin what I think it could look like and he immediately said he would do a CAD design even though what I said was very vague, eager as ever he was. That's what I like about him.&lt;br /&gt;So this is how I organize my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-6280840503548034631?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/6280840503548034631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=6280840503548034631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/6280840503548034631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/6280840503548034631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/03/day-im-supposed-to-study.html' title='The day I&apos;m supposed to study'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/R9GJHgdAnCI/AAAAAAAAAR0/zdMmUu9D8fM/s72-c/Setup.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-6621531827056024969</id><published>2008-02-13T18:05:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T16:41:43.784+01:00</updated><title type='text'>To Serve And Help</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's how the new police motto sounds.  They had an opportunity to help yesterday (many of them, no doubt, but I know about this one). When I arrived home, I found a long line of white thick color on the sidewalk in front of our house and a lot of white footprints scattered all over the place as many pedestrians had not noticed it (wonder how is that possible). My dad who arrived earlier told me that he went to the police station some 60 meters away to inform policemen about the mess. This is how they reacted: they were very reluctant first to do anything, said it was firefighters! stuff, then they agreed to go and check it themselves. You don't have to be Asafa Powel to get to our house in less than a minute, but you definitely musn't be a cop, because they had to use a patrol car. My dad was waiting for them before they parked and walked the rest 20 meters (we live in a one way street so they couldn't get to the venue by car). As the line was (well, it still is and will probably ever be) ending at the next door, they asked some occupants to let them in and when they discovered a bucket full of white color in the corridor, they said it's all they can do and drove back. So we can pretend it's some arty stuff as opposed to a result of some jerks whim on the sidewalk now, because nobody is ever going to get it off. Maybe Gallery of Moder Arts will use it as a guide sign to their premises one steet down the hill.&lt;/span&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/6062854268204581864-6621531827056024969?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/6621531827056024969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=6621531827056024969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/6621531827056024969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/6621531827056024969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-serve-and-help.html' title='To Serve And Help'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-4634365340568285323</id><published>2007-09-15T10:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:37.718+01:00</updated><title type='text'>We were Berliners!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Ruu5QfbB-GI/AAAAAAAAARc/20PrSR6Ke1o/s1600-h/DSC_2440-Berlin07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 97px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Ruu5QfbB-GI/AAAAAAAAARc/20PrSR6Ke1o/s320/DSC_2440-Berlin07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110381895145879650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Ruu5AvbB-DI/AAAAAAAAARE/4a4Gjht7ecI/s1600-h/DSC_2286-Berlin07.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Ruu5LfbB-FI/AAAAAAAAARU/hS1tw4pPgTI/s1600-h/DSC_2396-Berlin07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 97px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Ruu5LfbB-FI/AAAAAAAAARU/hS1tw4pPgTI/s320/DSC_2396-Berlin07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110381809246533714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Ruu5AvbB-DI/AAAAAAAAARE/4a4Gjht7ecI/s1600-h/DSC_2286-Berlin07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Ruu5AvbB-DI/AAAAAAAAARE/4a4Gjht7ecI/s320/DSC_2286-Berlin07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110381624562939954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Ruu45PbB-BI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/oVIHAsNUyAY/s1600-h/DSC_1939-Berlin07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 96px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Ruu45PbB-BI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/oVIHAsNUyAY/s320/DSC_1939-Berlin07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110381495713921042" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Ruu4tvbB-AI/AAAAAAAAAQs/jCRCmcAyYpo/s1600-h/DSC_1885-Berlin07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 95px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Ruu4tvbB-AI/AAAAAAAAAQs/jCRCmcAyYpo/s320/DSC_1885-Berlin07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110381298145425410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It had been much earlier this year that my friend Standa told me about his plans to go to german capital on holiday (maybe he had even some plans last year). I had completely forgotten about it when he informed me he was going and Berlin was city I had wanted to visit for a long time. I immediately told him I was going too, my only request was that we would postpone the trip so I would be able to watch Osaka Worl Championship in Athletics. I also managed to get an accommodation for us in a house where my cousin's friend had lived not that long time before for a few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Ruu5kvbB-II/AAAAAAAAARs/wesRb8ePnWk/s1600-h/DSC_1777-Berlin07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Ruu5kvbB-II/AAAAAAAAARs/wesRb8ePnWk/s320/DSC_1777-Berlin07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110382243038230658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So we set off to Berlin on Wednesday night last week and in the morning we were standing in front of &lt;a href="http://www.supamolly.de/"&gt;Supamoly&lt;/a&gt;, our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; dwelling place for next five days. Richard, a friendly guy who lives there, let us in and told us where we would find what we need. Then we took 'U-bahn' and started sightseeing. We combined tourists areas with non-tourist locations, so that we soaked in city's atmosphere, visited among others Gemäldegalirie, Bundestag in Reichstag, flea marekt, Checkpoint Charlie, saw The Berlin Wall and witnessed Fireworks Championship by Berlin Olympic Stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Ruu49PbB-CI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/0xmOsFH6BjY/s1600-h/DSC_2277-Berlin07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 123px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Ruu49PbB-CI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/0xmOsFH6BjY/s320/DSC_2277-Berlin07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110381564433397794" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Ruu5GfbB-EI/AAAAAAAAARM/m-Kt4d00sZ8/s1600-h/DSC_2327-Berlin07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 123px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Ruu5GfbB-EI/AAAAAAAAARM/m-Kt4d00sZ8/s320/DSC_2327-Berlin07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110381723347187778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It also happened on the last day that Standa's dreams came true, unfortunatelly for him. It started by missing bus at Berlin Hauptbahnhof (Main Railwaystation) so we decided to leg it to a shop, where Standa wanted to buy a sweatshirt. When we reached Spree river, I wanted to cross it over a bridge, but Standa decided that it would be better to walk along embankment. As we went on, he stopped and said something like "Hey, I dreamed about swimming here! It looks here just like in that dream!" Well, dreaming about a place he had never been to was interesting itself, but what overwhelmed me was that when I took a photo and turned back to him, he was in the river! First I thought he jumped there but than I realized that he slipped on the steps that led to the water, which he stepped onto to get a better picture of some government buildings. I was so shocked I didn't even took a photo of him in the water even though I was holding my camera in hands, finger on the shutter release. So trust your dreams, sometimes they don't lie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Ruu5UvbB-HI/AAAAAAAAARk/oEyb_J4JPF0/s1600-h/DSC_2459-Berlin07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 187px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Ruu5UvbB-HI/AAAAAAAAARk/oEyb_J4JPF0/s320/DSC_2459-Berlin07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110381968160323698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite this "small" accident we enjoyed the days in Berlin and if you want to see a bit more of what we had seen, look at my photos &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=52022&amp;amp;l=9ecaf&amp;amp;id=902055143"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=52028&amp;amp;l=80105&amp;amp;id=902055143"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-4634365340568285323?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/4634365340568285323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=4634365340568285323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/4634365340568285323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/4634365340568285323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/09/we-were-berliners.html' title='We were Berliners!'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Ruu5QfbB-GI/AAAAAAAAARc/20PrSR6Ke1o/s72-c/DSC_2440-Berlin07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-6768593460761475422</id><published>2007-08-10T14:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:38.451+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet Antoher BBQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RrxsqDPJSQI/AAAAAAAAAQc/cS1W5FT9Q2k/s1600-h/P1030949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RrxsqDPJSQI/AAAAAAAAAQc/cS1W5FT9Q2k/s320/P1030949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097068347955693826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was invited for another grilling evening that weekend, so my friend Tomáš drove me from Slapy directly to my friend Tereza. She lives near Ruzyně airport so we took bikes and went to watch airplanes landing, taking off or just taxiing down the runway. Some pilots even vawed us back.&lt;br /&gt;This time we had grilled chickens, zucchini and pickled (before grilling) Hermelín - mold-ripened soft cheese for a dinner.&lt;br /&gt;The bike ride or rather the bike itself - old czech Favorit road bike - made me to take almost the same one from our basement and start refurbishing it. I haven't managed to do anything else but cleaning it. Now I'll have to check all the mechanic parts, set them and change the tires, because the old ones are probably moldered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rrxr-jPJSNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/xGhj0E4yXCM/s1600-h/P1030950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rrxr-jPJSNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/xGhj0E4yXCM/s320/P1030950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097067600631384274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RrxrxTPJSMI/AAAAAAAAAP8/_5bZjDMZ93g/s1600-h/P1030949.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RrxsVDPJSPI/AAAAAAAAAQU/5CyIiR0bOFw/s1600-h/P1030959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 138px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RrxsVDPJSPI/AAAAAAAAAQU/5CyIiR0bOFw/s320/P1030959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097067987178440946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not easy to get in, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RrxsLzPJSOI/AAAAAAAAAQM/QhKumf1Bxt8/s1600-h/P1030961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RrxsLzPJSOI/AAAAAAAAAQM/QhKumf1Bxt8/s320/P1030961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097067828264650978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I still don't have my camera back from the service and memory card in my old camera is slightly cracked and it stopped working so the only pictures I have are those from the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-6768593460761475422?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/6768593460761475422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=6768593460761475422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/6768593460761475422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/6768593460761475422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/08/yet-antoher-bbq.html' title='Yet Antoher BBQ'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RrxsqDPJSQI/AAAAAAAAAQc/cS1W5FT9Q2k/s72-c/P1030949.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-8499885225235193389</id><published>2007-08-10T13:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:38.754+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Slapy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last weekend I went with a few friends from my swedish classes to Slapy, where one of them has got a cottage. It's very near to water so we went swimming both days. We had a huge barbecue (pork chops and Nürnberg sauseges) and a lot of talking in the Saturday evening - we went to bed at 4am (some of us even later).&lt;br /&gt;As we finished all of our bread for the breakfast and no shop was open, we decided to bake, or rather cook out our own. We mixed flour, oil, water, baking powder and spices together to produce highly sticky dough which we spread over an aluminium foil laid on the grill. The result was surprisingly good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rrxc_zPJSJI/AAAAAAAAAPk/kqRwHp5Hh1Q/s1600-h/104776749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rrxc_zPJSJI/AAAAAAAAAPk/kqRwHp5Hh1Q/s320/104776749.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097051129431804050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fresh baked bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RrxdOzPJSLI/AAAAAAAAAP0/M8-61H-tqbk/s1600-h/104776716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RrxdOzPJSLI/AAAAAAAAAP0/M8-61H-tqbk/s320/104776716.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097051387129841842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really cold in the evening - you can see me wearing&lt;br /&gt;a bathrobe over my sweatshirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RrxdIDPJSKI/AAAAAAAAAPs/YLel8WLhZwg/s1600-h/104776757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RrxdIDPJSKI/AAAAAAAAAPs/YLel8WLhZwg/s320/104776757.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097051271165724834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning up - notice all those empty beer bottles on the right-hand side&lt;br /&gt;in the background. Only 5 people drank beer!&lt;br /&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/6062854268204581864-8499885225235193389?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/8499885225235193389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=8499885225235193389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8499885225235193389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8499885225235193389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/08/slapy.html' title='Slapy'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rrxc_zPJSJI/AAAAAAAAAPk/kqRwHp5Hh1Q/s72-c/104776749.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-4138930727255792047</id><published>2007-08-10T12:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T12:49:37.840+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/a/a9/Harry_Potter_and_the_Deathly_Hallows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/a/a9/Harry_Potter_and_the_Deathly_Hallows.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm finished with Harry Potter (absolutely great, you've got to read it if you haven't done it yet) since last weekend so I can fill you in what I was doing lately. But first I must pack my things for the weekend as I'll be out of the city with my friends.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-4138930727255792047?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/4138930727255792047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=4138930727255792047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/4138930727255792047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/4138930727255792047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-finished-with-harry-potter.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-5809835153709101494</id><published>2007-07-17T20:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T21:03:04.120+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Prague Is Small</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;I met my friend Standa yesterday evening and we roamed a bit through the streets of Prague and guess whom we met! Two couples that had flown with us the day before from Sweden. It's really amazing considering that I would recognize 10 people from the flight at most so it's possible I met even more people I had sat on plane with without noticing. Still I met 40% of people I remebered.&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/6062854268204581864-5809835153709101494?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/5809835153709101494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=5809835153709101494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/5809835153709101494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/5809835153709101494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/07/prague-is-small.html' title='Prague Is Small'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-7282559966795953102</id><published>2007-07-17T20:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T20:56:28.720+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Stockholm - photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For new portion of photos from Sweden, go &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=35974&amp;l=79d85&amp;amp;id=902055143"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-7282559966795953102?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/7282559966795953102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=7282559966795953102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/7282559966795953102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/7282559966795953102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/07/stockholm-photos.html' title='Stockholm - photos'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-9169373883374186690</id><published>2007-07-17T15:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T15:44:33.731+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Stockholm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I and my dad bought three days tickets for public transport for first three days in Stockholm to increase our mobility. Well, it's quite necessary, because single ride tickets are pretty expensive. It also gave us a possibility to use public transport just for sightseeing. We discovered a few new places and I was to &lt;a href="http://kaknastornet.se/"&gt;Kaknästornet&lt;/a&gt;, TV tower, for the first time. It provides great view of the city below. We didn't have time for any museums though and as they are not free as they used to be with the come of the new government, you don't want just pop in for an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I had an unpleasent surprise when &lt;a href="http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/06/big-problem.html"&gt;my new camera&lt;/a&gt; decided not to autofocus anymore on Wednesday. I had to be satisfied with my old one and Nikon is in Nikon service-center now. Sniff. I've got plenty of photos anyway (some of them are unfortunately overexposed as I'm still not completly familiar with exposure-metering of my D40 which tends to overexpose slightly in some situations, but I've found a way to show RGB-histogram for the pictures taken which should help me with compensation of the exposition when I have my camera back) and I will post a link as soon as I upload them to the net.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-9169373883374186690?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/9169373883374186690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=9169373883374186690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/9169373883374186690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/9169373883374186690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/07/stockholm.html' title='Stockholm'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-8930212720050581641</id><published>2007-07-08T21:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T22:03:21.573+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Back In The City</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We've arrived from my uncle's summer house in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Norberg"&gt;Norberg &lt;/a&gt;today. It was restfull week, but we did also some work on the grounds. There were four of us most of the time - me, my dad, aunt Marie and cousin Jenny. The weather bound us to stay around and the only day we travelled a bit further was shopping day in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Avesta_Municipality"&gt;Avesta&lt;/a&gt;, which is our tradition for a rainy day. Then we also did some walking in the environs, most of them in the evening after a dinner to improve our digestion. We rode bicycles (I call them choppers) a few times as well. I took a lot of photos with my new camera, about 30 a day on average, you can see some of them &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=33423&amp;l=98fa7&amp;amp;id=902055143"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Talking about averages, there was above-average amount of slugs everywhere (they are on one picture). Other above-average things were:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;quantity of wild strawberries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jenny's agresivity and vigour when trying to smack a horse fly - the one that bites out a piece of your flesh when it bites you. It survived but we doubt it will ever try to attack someone again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;coldness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;amount of good meals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my popularity in ticks' realm - I found three of them crawling my leg. I think that my popularity went down as none of them survived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my forgetfulness so I can't come up with any other above-average&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My cousin Miriam and her family visited us on Friday and stayed till Saturday. It was nice to be a big company. Hugo, Miriam's 3 years old son enjoyed the days as much as he could. He hadn't been there since last Summer. My uncle arrived yesterday and he is staying there for another two weeks. We left the place earlier than we had planned as it was raining from the morning and visited a few places we hadn't been to for a long time on our way home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-8930212720050581641?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/8930212720050581641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=8930212720050581641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8930212720050581641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8930212720050581641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/07/back-in-city.html' title='Back In The City'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-1339830879742060521</id><published>2007-06-29T23:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T22:48:56.923+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday At Last</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;These are the days I was looking forward to for a pretty long time. After succesfully presenting my bachelor thesis and passing final oral exam, I can adorn my name by a title Bc. placed in front of it. What's more important (at least from current point of view) is that I don't have to swot all those books and I can rest a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I arrived to Sweden with my dad yesterday. It's been quite warm weather so far, but it's supposed to get more rainy and thus colder. I still hope we'll have a chance for a little bathing and swimming for I love the crystal clear water in lakes around here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We got home from a visit of my cousin a few minutes ago and it's getting dark now (it's almost 23,45). It's making me sleepy and going to bed sounds too pleasing to resist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Good night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-1339830879742060521?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/1339830879742060521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=1339830879742060521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/1339830879742060521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/1339830879742060521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/06/holiday-at-last.html' title='Holiday At Last'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-2382046300446194217</id><published>2007-06-18T15:13:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:38.922+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've got my final bachelor exam in a week and a big problem occured. I've just bought a new gear.  I really don't know what to do to not be distracted by &lt;a href="http://www.dpreview.com/reviews/nikond40/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nikon D40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, my first DSLR camera. Just look at HER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RnaUs9js10I/AAAAAAAAAPM/n4GV7IDmU1M/s1600-h/P1030814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RnaUs9js10I/AAAAAAAAAPM/n4GV7IDmU1M/s320/P1030814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077409130066270018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6062854268204581864-2382046300446194217?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/2382046300446194217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=2382046300446194217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/2382046300446194217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/2382046300446194217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/06/big-problem.html' title='Big Problem'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RnaUs9js10I/AAAAAAAAAPM/n4GV7IDmU1M/s72-c/P1030814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-8605249963351054590</id><published>2007-06-16T23:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:39.020+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cultural Night in Prague</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've visited Kampa Museum this evening along with my dad and my friend Martina as a part of Prague Museum Night annual event, when numerous Prague museum and galleries are open untill late evening. I had never been there before but it really is worth seeing (even though some of the works exhibited there are somewhat questionable, at least from my point of view - you know what modern art can look like), especially now that there is an exhibiton of František Kupka and Piet Mondrian (not only of their abstract paintings!). You can also visit a small exposition of Julian Opie's works. He is the one who designed a cover for Blur, famous britpop band, Best of album (see below). There are also his two LED display panels just on the weir in Vltava river showing walking man and woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RnRl7Njs1yI/AAAAAAAAAO8/WH7Y_zkrpzg/s1600-h/blur1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RnRl7Njs1yI/AAAAAAAAAO8/WH7Y_zkrpzg/s320/blur1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076794747879479074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-8605249963351054590?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/8605249963351054590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=8605249963351054590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8605249963351054590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8605249963351054590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/06/cultural-night-in-prague.html' title='Cultural Night in Prague'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RnRl7Njs1yI/AAAAAAAAAO8/WH7Y_zkrpzg/s72-c/blur1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-979009646416547211</id><published>2007-06-02T20:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:39.916+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dětský den</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RmHJQeujNcI/AAAAAAAAAN0/joBMctfloAE/s1600-h/Kopie+%C4%8D.+-+P1030635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 147px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RmHJQeujNcI/AAAAAAAAAN0/joBMctfloAE/s400/Kopie+%C4%8D.+-+P1030635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071555940359288258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RmHJQeujNcI/AAAAAAAAAN0/joBMctfloAE/s1600-h/Kopie+%C4%8D.+-+P1030635.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RmHJLeujNbI/AAAAAAAAANs/LMX7Syyc1Rc/s1600-h/Kopie+%C4%8D.+-+P1030572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 147px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RmHJLeujNbI/AAAAAAAAANs/LMX7Syyc1Rc/s400/Kopie+%C4%8D.+-+P1030572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071555854459942322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Project Antioch hosted Children's Day event in Stromovka on Friday. It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; was be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;autifull&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RmHLQ-ujNiI/AAAAAAAAAOk/BmFREJ2HGH0/s1600-h/Kopie+%C4%8D.+-+P1030599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RmHLQ-ujNiI/AAAAAAAAAOk/BmFREJ2HGH0/s320/Kopie+%C4%8D.+-+P1030599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071558147972478498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; weather though it wasn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; fortunately as hot as the days before. There was chalk-drawing, water-colors painting competition, drumming, clown, dogs training and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dog_agility"&gt;dog agility&lt;/a&gt; race. It was a lot of fun, especially for all the kids that came. Unplanned thing that drew attention was a tree that suddenly fell down. It looked rotten inside and there were ants living in and biting the wood so it was probably just a matter of time. Nobody was hurt, but there was a lady sitting on the bench next to the tree. Some guy shooed her away after hearing crackling sound, it could have been some experience - a tree falling only two meters away from her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RmHJouujNdI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Xdcqy-vqpD0/s1600-h/Kopie+%C4%8D.+-+P1030599.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RmHJv-ujNeI/AAAAAAAAAOE/wulDIYZDtwg/s1600-h/Kopie+%C4%8D.+-+P1030620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 167px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RmHJv-ujNeI/AAAAAAAAAOE/wulDIYZDtwg/s320/Kopie+%C4%8D.+-+P1030620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071556481525167586" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RmHKyOujNgI/AAAAAAAAAOU/hF12XvQN9Hw/s1600-h/Kopie+%C4%8D.+-+P1030610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RmHKyOujNgI/AAAAAAAAAOU/hF12XvQN9Hw/s320/Kopie+%C4%8D.+-+P1030610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071557619691501058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RmHKD-ujNfI/AAAAAAAAAOM/sxQH0Ikigzg/s1600-h/Kopie+%C4%8D.+-+P1030629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 172px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RmHKD-ujNfI/AAAAAAAAAOM/sxQH0Ikigzg/s320/Kopie+%C4%8D.+-+P1030629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071556825122551282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=24874&amp;l=22423&amp;amp;id=902055143"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;More pictures here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-979009646416547211?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/979009646416547211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=979009646416547211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/979009646416547211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/979009646416547211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/06/dtsk-den.html' title='Dětský den'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RmHJQeujNcI/AAAAAAAAAN0/joBMctfloAE/s72-c/Kopie+%C4%8D.+-+P1030635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-3854608875639586649</id><published>2007-05-29T21:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T13:03:01.881+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Artistic Me</title><content type='html'>I've just launched my &lt;a href="http://honzasgallery.blogspot.com"&gt;second blog&lt;/a&gt;, which is dedicated to my artistic endeavor. I put a link to the sidebar as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty tired - I managed to pass an exam in the morning and then I was at work (I will post about my job soon) learning how to operate SAP business inteligence software - so I will add more "artistic" pictures later, now I'm bound for my bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-3854608875639586649?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/3854608875639586649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=3854608875639586649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/3854608875639586649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/3854608875639586649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/05/artistic-me_29.html' title='Artistic Me'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-1873531914106633677</id><published>2007-05-22T09:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:40.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Masculine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some boys need to be all dressed in black, wear beat up shoes and a big straw hat (I got a bit carried away by Lou Reed's lyrics) to look masculine. You know I don't need any of that, but Anežka lent me her scarf so I could prove it anyway. Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RlKoKOujM9I/AAAAAAAAAKA/TJex1x82ZPY/s1600-h/Kopie+%C4%8D.+-+P1030500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RlKoKOujM9I/AAAAAAAAAKA/TJex1x82ZPY/s400/Kopie+%C4%8D.+-+P1030500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067297424450728914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Masculine, virile etc. me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(It all happened after Anežka's concert while we were high-spirited by the beauty of songs she had sung, I promise it won't happen again and I'll ever look virile the traditional way)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-1873531914106633677?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/1873531914106633677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=1873531914106633677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/1873531914106633677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/1873531914106633677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/05/masculine.html' title='Masculine'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RlKoKOujM9I/AAAAAAAAAKA/TJex1x82ZPY/s72-c/Kopie+%C4%8D.+-+P1030500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-8527928014328185896</id><published>2007-05-13T18:40:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:40.624+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rooftop Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since we have got some problems with our boiler, I went with my dad to check the chimney on the roof to be sure that it's not clogged or something. It was ok, so I took at least a few pictures of the city. They came out well considering my acrophobia :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RlLjjOujM_I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/v6NsrkUbYnE/s1600-h/Kopie+-+P1030356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RlLjjOujM_I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/v6NsrkUbYnE/s400/Kopie+-+P1030356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067362725133497330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;TV tower in the middle and my school on the right-hand edge (too small to be seen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RlLjT-ujM-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/7iiuL-s-U0I/s1600-h/Kopie+-+P1030354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RlLjT-ujM-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/7iiuL-s-U0I/s400/Kopie+-+P1030354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067362463140492258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The big white building is National Gallery of Moden Arts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RlLjpOujNAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/DALccJTUquE/s1600-h/Kopie+-+P1030364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RlLjpOujNAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/DALccJTUquE/s400/Kopie+-+P1030364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067362828212712450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Petřín tower is in the middle on the horizon (very small again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-8527928014328185896?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/8527928014328185896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=8527928014328185896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8527928014328185896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8527928014328185896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/05/rooftop-experience_13.html' title='Rooftop Experience'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RlLjjOujM_I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/v6NsrkUbYnE/s72-c/Kopie+-+P1030356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-8774661367068574910</id><published>2007-04-21T12:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T13:05:59.779+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IngredientX</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;If you want to laugh, you should definitely visit &lt;a href="http://www.ingredientx.com/main.htm"&gt;www.ingredientx.com&lt;/a&gt;. I especially like the Tales of mere existence section. It includes somewhat bizzare comics and videos by Lev Yilmaz. You can find some new comics and videos every few days/weeks on the page and you can find some on YouTube as well. One of the most discussed is the video called "Jealous" and I think it's because it could be rated as PG-13 (or even stricter). I mostly like "How I sit on the bus", "Subtext" or "How to break up (...in 64 easy steps)" myself but I admit that all of them are funny in a specific way and I like the way they are made and the narrating.&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/6062854268204581864-8774661367068574910?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/8774661367068574910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=8774661367068574910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8774661367068574910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8774661367068574910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/04/ingredientx.html' title='IngredientX'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-6662499698374055049</id><published>2007-04-14T11:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:41.086+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring-Come Corroborated by New Evidence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Apart from rising temperatures - 25°C yesterday - and cloudless blue sky, there is new evidence supporting the undisputable fact that Spring has come. First: the pear tree in our yard is blooming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RiCjaIZfOJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/S3vytEE_bQ4/s1600-h/P1030073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 125px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RiCjaIZfOJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/S3vytEE_bQ4/s200/P1030073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053218451236010130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RiCjaIZfOJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/S3vytEE_bQ4/s1600-h/P1030073.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RiCjR4ZfOII/AAAAAAAAAI8/vcNq7lI_M6A/s1600-h/P1030071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 125px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RiCjR4ZfOII/AAAAAAAAAI8/vcNq7lI_M6A/s200/P1030071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053218309502089346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second: neighbours' cat is on the windowsill again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RiCjt4ZfOKI/AAAAAAAAAJM/qNo4llcVkIw/s1600-h/P1030079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RiCjt4ZfOKI/AAAAAAAAAJM/qNo4llcVkIw/s200/P1030079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053218790538426530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-6662499698374055049?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/6662499698374055049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=6662499698374055049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/6662499698374055049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/6662499698374055049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/04/spring-come-corroborated-by-new.html' title='Spring-Come Corroborated by New Evidence'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RiCjaIZfOJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/S3vytEE_bQ4/s72-c/P1030073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-672049236888694297</id><published>2007-04-09T17:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:41.191+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Studying Hard...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;...and this is how I make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RhpqirTdeYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/7PH5j3EB-WE/s1600-h/P1030065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RhpqirTdeYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/7PH5j3EB-WE/s400/P1030065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051467076021877122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Hmm, a pint of coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-672049236888694297?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/672049236888694297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=672049236888694297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/672049236888694297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/672049236888694297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/04/studying-hard.html' title='Studying Hard...'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RhpqirTdeYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/7PH5j3EB-WE/s72-c/P1030065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-2743119353494131001</id><published>2007-04-09T17:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:42.033+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dresden</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I visited Dresden on Saturday along with my dad, aunt and grandma. I had gone through Dresden many times before, but I had never stopped there. I had seen only prefab buildings from the era of Deutsche Demokratische Republik but the city has got much more to offer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RhpgqbTdeSI/AAAAAAAAAIE/d2etRBygcH0/s1600-h/Raffael_051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RhpgqbTdeSI/AAAAAAAAAIE/d2etRBygcH0/s320/Raffael_051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051456214049585442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our major goal was the &lt;a href="http://www.skd-dresden.de/en/museen/alte_meister.html"&gt;Zwinger gallery&lt;/a&gt; which houses masterpieces by Raphael, El&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Greco,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Rembrandt, Dürer, Cranach, Titian, Botticelli and other luminaries of art. The highlight of the exhibit is probably Raphael's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sistine Madonna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RhpmBLTdeUI/AAAAAAAAAIU/8XM8DmDbtSc/s1600-h/P1020994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RhpmBLTdeUI/AAAAAAAAAIU/8XM8DmDbtSc/s320/P1020994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051462102449748290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending some three hours admiring art, we went to look round the city and to found that Dresden had become a modern city, still paying respect to its history, e.g. by reconstructing &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Frauenkirche church&lt;/span&gt; (on the left) which had been totally destroyed during the WWII. There are still construction and deconstruction sites in the city giving evidence that the develpomnent hasn't stopped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RhpmoLTdeVI/AAAAAAAAAIc/LZQiZKfWPg8/s1600-h/IMG_0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 143px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RhpmoLTdeVI/AAAAAAAAAIc/LZQiZKfWPg8/s320/IMG_0279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051462772464646482" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RhpnH7TdeWI/AAAAAAAAAIk/XuVeKMU0A7o/s1600-h/P1030016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 143px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RhpnH7TdeWI/AAAAAAAAAIk/XuVeKMU0A7o/s200/P1030016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051463317925493090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rhpls7TdeTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Xt1bMY451iU/s1600-h/P1020978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rhpls7TdeTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Xt1bMY451iU/s320/P1020978.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051461754557397298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-2743119353494131001?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/2743119353494131001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=2743119353494131001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/2743119353494131001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/2743119353494131001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/04/dresden.html' title='Dresden'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RhpgqbTdeSI/AAAAAAAAAIE/d2etRBygcH0/s72-c/Raffael_051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-193017999215118730</id><published>2007-03-26T16:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:42.803+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Contact Experiment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I kept all my used contact lens for about two weeks. Then I weted them again and piled them to create a soft blue hemisphere. Here it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rgfl1qKqWSI/AAAAAAAAAHw/mPNlnNOltn0/s1600-h/P1020752+kopie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rgfl1qKqWSI/AAAAAAAAAHw/mPNlnNOltn0/s400/P1020752+kopie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046254617506765090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RgfkpKKqWRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/StVvb8SYAhA/s1600-h/P1020732+kopie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RgfkpKKqWRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/StVvb8SYAhA/s400/P1020732+kopie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046253303246772498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RgfmVqKqWTI/AAAAAAAAAH4/8Ju9ZNOasPs/s1600-h/P1020727+kopie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RgfmVqKqWTI/AAAAAAAAAH4/8Ju9ZNOasPs/s400/P1020727+kopie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046255167262578994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RgfjrKKqWQI/AAAAAAAAAHg/xaU8QLH8zEc/s1600-h/P1020723+kopie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RgfjrKKqWQI/AAAAAAAAAHg/xaU8QLH8zEc/s400/P1020723+kopie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046252238094883074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-193017999215118730?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/193017999215118730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=193017999215118730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/193017999215118730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/193017999215118730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/03/contact-experiment.html' title='Contact Experiment'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rgfl1qKqWSI/AAAAAAAAAHw/mPNlnNOltn0/s72-c/P1020752+kopie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-9110435803568115667</id><published>2007-03-26T16:04:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:43.354+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Triple Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was my birthday on Thursday and two of my friends, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Tereza&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Tomáš&lt;/span&gt;, have their birthday close to mine, so we had the party together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; just as the last year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It took place in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8 café&lt;/span&gt;, it seems we don't go anywhere else I guess... Everyone of us invited a few friends, I estimate that there were about 30 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rgfe2aKqWOI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Uf3nNBjHTZs/s1600-h/P1020691+kopie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rgfe2aKqWOI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Uf3nNBjHTZs/s320/P1020691+kopie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046246933810272482" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RgfgNaKqWPI/AAAAAAAAAHY/qD9QbyYGNS0/s1600-h/P1020689+kopie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RgfgNaKqWPI/AAAAAAAAAHY/qD9QbyYGNS0/s320/P1020689+kopie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046248428458891506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have much time to take pictures, because I had to attend to all the guests, but some others did so I'll ask them to send me some of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;them and I might eventually post them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RgfclKKqWNI/AAAAAAAAAHI/oebq0Xnle-A/s1600-h/P1020696+kopie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RgfclKKqWNI/AAAAAAAAAHI/oebq0Xnle-A/s320/P1020696+kopie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046244438434273490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This dog gatecrashed our party and was obviously interested in a piece of cake our friend Katka prepared for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Jan%20Mynarik/Dokumenty/Fotografie/2007-03-24/P1020696%20kopie.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-9110435803568115667?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/9110435803568115667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=9110435803568115667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/9110435803568115667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/9110435803568115667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/03/triple-birthday.html' title='Triple Birthday'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rgfe2aKqWOI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Uf3nNBjHTZs/s72-c/P1020691+kopie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-3773576645994276059</id><published>2007-03-17T22:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:43.881+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Czech republic x USA......10:6</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rfx4vVk6oxI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Y1R3Gg8t10c/s1600-h/P1020637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rfx4vVk6oxI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Y1R3Gg8t10c/s320/P1020637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043038437389280018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I met &lt;a href="http://sunnyevans.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunny&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/jessicazerbe/"&gt;Jess&lt;/a&gt; and Gabriela (who is my neighbour, which I found later in the cours of the day) and we spent the afternoon together. First we went to play some basketball games (Horse and Around the world) and a short match - Czechs vs. Americans, Czechs won, naturally - to Letná park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rfx5DFk6oyI/AAAAAAAAAGo/4CS4hU_1fTc/s1600-h/P1020642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rfx5DFk6oyI/AAAAAAAAAGo/4CS4hU_1fTc/s320/P1020642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043038776691696418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rfx5l1k6ozI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4LosOoWqLKk/s1600-h/P1020665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 175px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rfx5l1k6ozI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4LosOoWqLKk/s320/P1020665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043039373692150578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We also w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anted to stage a few pictu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;s with one of us dunking the ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; through the hoop, but it appeared to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; be way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; too difficult (imagine, it was impossible for us to take someone on shoulders so she could reach the hoop while those NBA guys do it as it's nothing) so we managed only this, still you can see the action captured in the shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It wasn't as warm as we expected to be and rather windy so we went to my favourite place '8 café' for coffee, hot chocolate and cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rfx5l1k6ozI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4LosOoWqLKk/s1600-h/P1020665.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rfx6dlk6o1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/rMBhlOBb3qE/s1600-h/P1020669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rfx6dlk6o1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/rMBhlOBb3qE/s320/P1020669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043040331469857618" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rfx6T1k6o0I/AAAAAAAAAG4/BEVRaFuZaA8/s1600-h/P1020668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 136px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rfx6T1k6o0I/AAAAAAAAAG4/BEVRaFuZaA8/s320/P1020668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043040163966133058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;You can see me and Gabriela in our St. Patrick's Day outfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-3773576645994276059?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/3773576645994276059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=3773576645994276059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/3773576645994276059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/3773576645994276059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/03/st-patrics-day-match-czech-republic-x.html' title='Czech republic x USA......10:6'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rfx4vVk6oxI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Y1R3Gg8t10c/s72-c/P1020637.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-2766565397156136986</id><published>2007-03-17T13:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T17:44:05.204+01:00</updated><title type='text'>New Content</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I haven't had much time for posting anything lately, so I added at least some new stuff to my sidebar, so nobody can say my blog is getting stale. First thing is the dictionary inputbox and the other is the Hangman game (which you can find on the same &lt;a href="http://www.thefreedictionary.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; as the dictionary). I know it isn't any big deal but you have to do with that.&lt;/span&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/6062854268204581864-2766565397156136986?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/2766565397156136986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=2766565397156136986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/2766565397156136986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/2766565397156136986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-content.html' title='New Content'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-8236518174013032521</id><published>2007-03-03T20:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:44.764+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a Guide</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RenuIaty6iI/AAAAAAAAAFc/G12DNAd1WYM/s1600-h/P1020513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RenuIaty6iI/AAAAAAAAAFc/G12DNAd1WYM/s320/P1020513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037819486568376866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;We started in Malá Strana on Friday morning in the apartment. We decided to go to Zoo first - by tram and then we walked through Stromovka park. We arrived a while after noon and stayed there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;for about three hours, which let us to see only a small part of the garden, but we enjoyed it anyway - we saw feeding and training of an elephant, seals playing with a peace of a garden hose, otters, various monkeys, reptiles, birds... you certainly know what it looks like in the zoo :-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rentl6ty6hI/AAAAAAAAAFU/lei4-CEFa0g/s1600-h/P1020555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rentl6ty6hI/AAAAAAAAAFU/lei4-CEFa0g/s400/P1020555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037818893862890002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Renul6ty6jI/AAAAAAAAAFk/D8aSK3tczOs/s1600-h/P1020567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Renul6ty6jI/AAAAAAAAAFk/D8aSK3tczOs/s320/P1020567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037819993374517810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;After leaving the garden we headed for lunch, it was pretty late, to &lt;a href="http://www.zlatakovadlina.com/"&gt;Zlatá Kovadlina&lt;/a&gt;. We spent there almost three hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; (partly waiting for our orders - the service tends to be slow there lately), all meals were great (including desserts) and we had time for gosip. It was already dark outside whe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;n we left the restaurant and we didn't have much time left to get to Lichtenštejnský pálác for a classical music concert of Pardubice Chamber Philharmonic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;(pic: Anežka, Annie, Sarah, Brittany)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Renvoqty6kI/AAAAAAAAAFs/bzu_-2Ft89w/s1600-h/P1020576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Renvoqty6kI/AAAAAAAAAFs/bzu_-2Ft89w/s320/P1020576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037821140130785858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;They played pieces by Beethoven, Saint-Saëns, Smetana, Martinů, Verdi. It was so great, the collaborating pianist (Miss Čápová was her name I think, she was 26 only) was wonderful. We ended the day where we started - in the apartment - viewing photos and talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a marvelous time together, I wish girls could stay for a few days longer but they flew to Geneve at noon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; (Annie a bit later) and then traveled to their schools. We hope they'll come back to Prague (you are welcome, guys!) so we can show them more places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RenwT6ty6lI/AAAAAAAAAF0/hyLDFGiCbXY/s1600-h/P1020578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RenwT6ty6lI/AAAAAAAAAF0/hyLDFGiCbXY/s320/P1020578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037821883160128082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-8236518174013032521?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/8236518174013032521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=8236518174013032521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8236518174013032521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8236518174013032521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/03/being-guide.html' title='Being a Guide'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RenuIaty6iI/AAAAAAAAAFc/G12DNAd1WYM/s72-c/P1020513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-5647090681569987714</id><published>2007-03-03T19:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T20:07:05.640+01:00</updated><title type='text'>US Visitors From Italy And France</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Some two weeks ago Anežka's friend Brittany from the USA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;(who studies in Florence, Italy till Summer) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;told her she would come to Prague along with two other girls (her schoolmates from the University of Wisconsin who study in France, Sarah and Annie) for a few days and I was pleased when Anežka asked me for help with organizing program for them.&lt;br /&gt;They arrived on Wednesday and we arranged an appointment with them after our Bible study and spent together a very pleasent evening in 8 Café in Letná. Then we saw them to their apartment in Malá Strana (the best place they could find) and went home because we had our lessons starting in the morning and finishing in the evening the other day, that also ment that they had to spend Thursday on their own, but they had never been in Prague before so it wasn't difficult to find entertainment (we gave them some tips as well).&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/6062854268204581864-5647090681569987714?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/5647090681569987714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=5647090681569987714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/5647090681569987714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/5647090681569987714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/03/us-visitors-from-italy-and-france.html' title='US Visitors From Italy And France'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-2008929607372953952</id><published>2007-02-21T13:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:46.095+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Skiing Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1, 16/2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my dad loaded our bags and skis and boarded the coach few minutes before 10 pm. There was a whole night journey ahead of us followed by the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;first day of skiing in Austria. I slept almost all the way b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;ut I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; was sleepy anyway the following morning as there was not enough space fom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;my legs a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;nd we sat just opposite to the door so I was freezing whenever we had a pitstop and it was op&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;en (I think it's one of things that made me sick later) so I quite grumbled, at least untill the manner Nazis transported Jews to concentration camps came to my mind. I must have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;been r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;eally lowspirited, thinking about such things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2, 17/2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at about 9 am to Silian ski area in Austria, close to the frontier with Italy. The weather was beautiful, just as all the other days, sunny and not even one cloud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;After the skiing in the late afternoon we moved to our small hotel in Italy. What was very special there were quilts, they were more than 30 cm thick &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;as you can see at the picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; and very soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RdxztqaLfMI/AAAAAAAAAEE/eKKy2cgTNQE/s1600-h/IMG_9640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RdxztqaLfMI/AAAAAAAAAEE/eKKy2cgTNQE/s200/IMG_9640.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034025711808773314" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RdxzXaaLfLI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qlfESSO-qeQ/s1600-h/IMG_9632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RdxzXaaLfLI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qlfESSO-qeQ/s200/IMG_9632.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034025329556683954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3, 18/2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day of skiing, this time in Plose resort, my favourite one. It features about 6 km long ski slope, so it takes few minutes to get down. There wasn't much snow, however, as almost anywhere in Europe I guess, only ski trails were covered, not all of them actually. It made skiers concentrate on somewhat smaller area and the slopes were bit crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rdx2mqaLfNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ILj_Kj7Du2U/s1600-h/IMG_9622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rdx2mqaLfNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ILj_Kj7Du2U/s200/IMG_9622.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034028890084572370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 4, 19/2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was last skiing day for me. Twinging pain in my neck didn't cease, so I decided to rest the last day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rdx3KaaLfPI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Vc97GsfQb7Y/s1600-h/IMG_9644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rdx3KaaLfPI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Vc97GsfQb7Y/s200/IMG_9644.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034029504264895730" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rdx2_qaLfOI/AAAAAAAAAEU/qbeBkTiacWM/s1600-h/IMG_9645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/Rdx2_qaLfOI/AAAAAAAAAEU/qbeBkTiacWM/s200/IMG_9645.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034029319581301986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 5, 20/2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the day by r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;eading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Catcher in the Rye&lt;/span&gt; by J. D. Salinger and even by doing some minor schoolwork. Than we set off for home in the evening and we arrived at 3 am to Prague, not very well-slept again. Fortunately it didn't take long to get home and to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not considering my sickness (I passed today whole morning by running from one doc to another and I will continue tomorrow), they were really great days! It's such a pity that there is no snow here in Czechia, not even enough for cross-country skiing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-2008929607372953952?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/2008929607372953952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=2008929607372953952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/2008929607372953952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/2008929607372953952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-1-162-me-and-my-dad-loaded-our-bags.html' title='Skiing Days'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RdxztqaLfMI/AAAAAAAAAEE/eKKy2cgTNQE/s72-c/IMG_9640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-5494179481322780015</id><published>2007-02-15T21:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:46.345+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;We gathered at Sunny's appartment for our weekly evening with Bible yesterday again. There was some improvement in turnout, five of us came, two more than last time. It was Valentine's Day so we prepared special valentine-cookies (well, they were ordinary - that means epicurious Jonathan's - ones with heart shaped hole in the middle). Jonathan who arrived back from the States last week led us through first verses of chapter two of Mark, gave us some background facts and broached conversation about Jesus' character,  ways he confronted adversaries, how he can be reached and many other things like the importance of having great friends. Therefore it is that pleasant, that we are coming together after everyones holiday and we also rescheduled our meetings so that everyone will be able to come next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RdTJR6aLfHI/AAAAAAAAADY/QizFU2xYf-Y/s1600-h/Jonathan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RdTJR6aLfHI/AAAAAAAAADY/QizFU2xYf-Y/s320/Jonathan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031867993253706866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Jonathan cutting hearts into his cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &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/6062854268204581864-5494179481322780015?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/5494179481322780015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=5494179481322780015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/5494179481322780015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/5494179481322780015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RdTJR6aLfHI/AAAAAAAAADY/QizFU2xYf-Y/s72-c/Jonathan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-7934232103535736649</id><published>2007-02-06T17:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T19:54:24.741+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pandora - nejlepší rádio ve městě (ať jste kdekoliv)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Přesně tohle mi chybělo - rádio, ze kterého neuslyším jedinou špatnou píseň. A pokud se přeci jen nějaká objeví, není nic jednoduššího než se postarat o to, aby se to už neopakovalo. &lt;a href="http://www.pandora.com/"&gt;Pandora&lt;/a&gt; přesně tohle umí. Stačí zadat prvního interpreta nebo nahrávku a další už jsou spouštěny automaticky - vždy tak, aby se stylem podobaly úvodní skladbě. Navíc lze snadno vyjádřit svoje preference stiskem tlačítek "I like it"/"I don't like it" a budoucí playlist se přizpůsobí. Po registraci můžete mít přednastavených až 100 "stanic", můj seznam zatím obsahuje "The Rolling Stones Radio", "The Beach Boys Radio", "Paul Weller Radio" a "Beastie Boys/Public Enemy Radio" a už teď je mi jasné, že mám o zábavu postaráno na celé dny. Díky za tip, Stane!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jediné dnešní rozčarování pramení z toho, že jsem se s překvapením dozvěděl, že škola začíná už v sedmém týdnu, takže očekávaný týden volna je ten tam. Pořád je to ale asi lepší, než kdybych se to nedozvěděl vůbec...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Try &lt;a href="http://www.pandora.com/"&gt;www.pandora.com&lt;/a&gt; - your own internet radio creation site - and listen to your favourite tracks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/6062854268204581864-7934232103535736649?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/7934232103535736649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=7934232103535736649' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/7934232103535736649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/7934232103535736649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/02/pandora-nejlep-rdio-ve-mst-jste.html' title='Pandora - nejlepší rádio ve městě (ať jste kdekoliv)'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-5227749077590807286</id><published>2007-02-04T19:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T19:57:50.978+01:00</updated><title type='text'>After weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I went out yesterday evening with Martin, a very good friend of mine whom I hadn't seen for more than a month and thanks to IM I hadn't even realized that. We decided to pick up Anežka, another great friend, at her dormitories and go somewhere together. It was her studying day so we wanted to distract her a little so that she wouldn't get tired from schoolwork. It wasn't hard to persuade her to join us. We chose a place called Cocafé, closest from my want-to-visit list. We had a nice time with hot chocolate, coffee and medovník cake while discussing Buddhism (Martin is a Buddhist) and even its possible resemblance to Christianity, Star Wars, amount of chocolate we consume, some of Martin's temptations, music, length of hair, the good old days and certainly many other topics (you can refresh my memory, guys). Thanks for that evening!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-5227749077590807286?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/5227749077590807286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=5227749077590807286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/5227749077590807286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/5227749077590807286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/02/after-weeks.html' title='After weeks'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-4187682387569874592</id><published>2007-02-02T11:47:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:47.294+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Měnící se počasí</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RcMOLIUV8DI/AAAAAAAAACU/Xv4KnOYb0G4/s1600-h/P1020393.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026877193449762866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RcMOLIUV8DI/AAAAAAAAACU/Xv4KnOYb0G4/s200/P1020393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RcMOSIUV8EI/AAAAAAAAACc/TDsNJSC6gdo/s1600-h/P1020435.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026877313708847170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RcMOSIUV8EI/AAAAAAAAACc/TDsNJSC6gdo/s200/P1020435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RcMNvIUV8BI/AAAAAAAAACE/OehyTfBdfO8/s1600-h/P1020393.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Když jsme se konečně v Praze minulý týden dočkali sněhu, doufali jsme, že zimní atmosféra vydrží trochu déle. Teď už po sněhu není ani památky, ostatně, jak by také mohlo být, když denní teplota neklesá pod 5°C. Alespoň se člověk obejde bez rukavic a někdy i bez šály a za chvíli to snad bude i na ježdění na kole, i když to jsem si začátkem mimulého týdne také myslel a nakonec jsem skončil na běžkách - přibližně po dvanácti letech - a bylo to fajn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RcMSY4UV8FI/AAAAAAAAACk/6ur-6DNVB-A/s1600-h/P1020399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026881827719475282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RcMSY4UV8FI/AAAAAAAAACk/6ur-6DNVB-A/s200/P1020399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RcMSjIUV8GI/AAAAAAAAACs/zYPJqI6kpjA/s1600-h/P1020437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026882003813134434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RcMSjIUV8GI/AAAAAAAAACs/zYPJqI6kpjA/s200/P1020437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-4187682387569874592?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/4187682387569874592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=4187682387569874592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/4187682387569874592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/4187682387569874592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/02/mnc-se-poas.html' title='Měnící se počasí'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RcMOLIUV8DI/AAAAAAAAACU/Xv4KnOYb0G4/s72-c/P1020393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-4942818263656208893</id><published>2007-01-31T21:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:47.658+01:00</updated><title type='text'>First meeting at Sunny's in 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026302522530590658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RcEDg4UV78I/AAAAAAAAABI/W1Vs4kfqAfc/s320/P1020430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So it is starting again and we are all happy. It wasn't our usual Bible study meeting this time, we rather had some chitchat about Christmas holiday, exams, upcomming semester, blogging etc. and we couldn't leave out little snack of course. Then we spent the rest of out time making Valentine cards for Daniela, Janko appeared to be very creative by giving his card a shape of jet plane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We were only a small company tonight as some guys are still out of Prague or are facing dire exams and prefer studying. Lenka won't be unfortunately able to participate next semester for she is spending next few months in Italy, but we will certainly stay in touch and we are looking forward to hearing about her new experience and advantures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RcEDrYUV79I/AAAAAAAAABQ/8YNhj7cygCg/s1600-h/P1020431.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026302702919217106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RcEDrYUV79I/AAAAAAAAABQ/8YNhj7cygCg/s320/P1020431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062854268204581864-4942818263656208893?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/4942818263656208893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=4942818263656208893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/4942818263656208893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/4942818263656208893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-meeting-at-sunnys-in-2007.html' title='First meeting at Sunny&apos;s in 2007'/><author><name>Jan E. Mynařík</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01617165772458166847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://kirja.rajce.idnes.cz/Honza_Jr/images/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RcEDg4UV78I/AAAAAAAAABI/W1Vs4kfqAfc/s72-c/P1020430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062854268204581864.post-8099021671368176697</id><published>2007-01-31T14:02:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:45:47.862+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RcCVi4UV74I/AAAAAAAAAAk/yG7CwXEUzzQ/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026181610611273602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MovCp2oVgAs/RcCVi4UV74I/AAAAAAAAAAk/yG7CwXEUzzQ/s200/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, "My New Blog" might be a bit misleading, I have never had any blog so you can't find My Old Blog. It was some two weeks ago that I first visited a blog (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gapingvoid.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;www.gapingvoid.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;), a few days later I entered a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunnyevans.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;friend's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; by chance. I started to like the idea of blogging and now I'm entering the blogosphere myself. I hope I'll present some interesting notions as well as some funny stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I suppose I will post both in English and Czech which is my mother tongue. I might also try some Swedish. By the way, the picture was taken at Stockholm, Sweden after my cousin's wedding.&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/6062854268204581864-8099021671368176697?l=jemynarik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/feeds/8099021671368176697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6062854268204581864&amp;postID=8099021671368176697' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8099021671368176697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062854268204581864/posts/default/8099021671368176697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemynarik.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-new-blog.html' title='My New Blog'/><author><name>Jan E. 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