Blog 01.2025 [ powrót/back ]
30.01.2025
Dla miłośników utworów mistrza słowa Andrzeja Waligórskiego stworzyłem kolejny cover. "Pieśń o bimbrze".
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29.01.2025
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28.01.2025 Gdańsk
Poszerzanie prawoskrętu...
27.01.2025
Dla miłośników utworów mistrza słowa Andrzeja Waligórskiego stworzyłem kolejny cover. "Lew i Koza". Obrazek AI zaktualizowany 04.2025
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This is a bit depressing to me, ladies and gentlemen,
I feel a bit like some old geezer,
My niece, ladies and gentlemen, call me uncle,
And I'm only fifty-something years old
I'm not a hippopotamus yet,
Ladies and gentlemen, I still would put on a show,
I can sometimes... please? Anyway, what the heck,
Anyway, I'm still a great guy!
Oh, by the way, ladies and gentlemen, my niece;
The goat imagines God knows what,
Strokes, pats me like a grandpa on the cheeks,
And I think: I'd pat you on those... well...
Besides, it doesn't matter, but the fact that she's a rascal,
Where did this youth come from, ladies and gentlemen?
What a bust, ladies and gentlemen, what thighs,
That it makes your teeth... pardon me, that it makes your eyes tear!
But it's not time to bother with just any goat,
At my age there are enough other problems,
Let's look at her coolly, soberly, like a philosopher,
Dispassionately, in a fatherly way... Uuuuu, damn...
What bloody long legs this thing has,
What, sir, that's right, that... bud,
And so, sir, not so long ago... from the floor...
Jesus Mary, I can't keep my hands still...
Angels... saints of the Lord save me...
A niece... almost a daughter... my own blood...
Don't call me, damn it, your uncle!!!
Go away, goat, let the old lion rest...
25.01.2025
Dla miłośników utworów mistrza słowa Andrzeja Waligórskiego stworzyłem kolejny cover. "Hamowanie".
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25.01.2025
Dla miłośników utworów mistrza słowa Andrzeja Waligórskiego stworzyłem kolejny cover. "Hydraulik Dźwięku". Parodia 'Zegarmistrza światła' w wykonaniu Tadeusza Woźniaka. [ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WYC-fIpj778 ]
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24.01.2025
Dla miłośników utworów mistrza słowa Andrzeja Waligórskiego stworzyłem kolejny cover. "Piosenka Wstępna". Jak ja się cieszę, że dzięki postępowi cywilizacyjnemu mam takie możliwości!
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Far, far beyond the sea,
Where the world is just beginning,
Or where it ends perhaps
There is a certain extraordinary land.
Its population is also strange enough, it seems,
It has an unusual and new shape
Everybody has a belt more or less at the waist,
And their ears are on the sides of their heads.
This head is at the top,
And - I don't know if you'll believe me
That a big man has big legs,
And a small one, then again, oh, small...
Some people are thin, some are fat,
Some approve of everything - some nag,
They eat mostly through their mouths,
And cry mostly through their eyes.
Their children don't like eating soup,
But they put scarves strangely: On their necks,
and panties - on their bottoms,
And never, never the other way around.
They go for a walk sometimes,
Sometimes they go to bars,
Or they dance, usually in pairs...
Isn't that a strange nation?
And that strange land lies
Far, far beyond the sea,
Where the world is just beginning,
Or where it ends perhaps...
23.01.2025
Stworzyłem kolejny cover. "Filut Dyzio". Wieczny szacunek dla mistrza słowa Andrzeja Waligórskiego!
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Wanting to relieve her fatigue during the heat
Małgosia undressed and sat down in the stream
Young Dyzio noticed this, sweat was breaking out on his brow
Thinking, how to spy on Małgosia's wonders
Her head is above water, but her legs are in the water
A smoothly rounded buttock and firm breasts
I have it! - shouted the sly Dyzio - a clever method
I will make a dam above and stop the water!
Then the level below will immediately drop
And I will look those wonders closely!
The boy got to work, he was so absorbed in his work
That he lost his mind why and for what
However, he forgot the pretty girl
But today we have Rożnów and Solina!
22.01.2025
... uf.
18.01.2025 Gdańsk
Zmiany. Urozmaicenie posiłku regeneracyjnego dla krwiodawców. Już nie tylko czekolady ale też krem z orzechów, czy baton.
17.01.2025
Stworzyłem kolejny cover. "Zabytek". Wieczny szacunek dla mistrza słowa Andrzeja Waligórskiego!
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Once little Witek asked his father:
- Please tell me, daddy, what is a monument?
- A monument - replied daddy - is something from old times,
From the period of the Jagiellons, Piasts, or Saxons,
That is falling apart a little, and crumbling a little,
But it is under protection, so no one will touch it.
Even if a new artery were to pass through there -
It stands all in splendor, towers, wainscoting,
Stretched across the road, close - and distant,
Because behind it stand old customs and centuries
With their prejudices, lack of tolerance,
A calf-like gaze at the model of France
Or England or Austria, or at the splendor of the East,
With contempt for the simple, ignorant nation,
With working off serfdom, drowning witches,
Armor fastened with the help of soldering irons,
A visor lowered in moments of temptation
because in such cases it is better to have a shackled head,
With the supremacy of Latin, the poverty of the Polish language,
Constant abuse of the name of the fatherland
And appealing to the courts of heaven...
This is precisely a monument, so it must be protected!!!
The son listened attentively, not missing a word,
Finally he said: - Okay, Daddy... I will protect you...
16.01.2025 Gdańsk
Długi przystanek to i dojść daleko...
15.01.2025
Kolejna wersja "Japońskiego listu". Pewnie nie ostatnia, bo nie jest wciąż zadowalająco.
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15.01.2025
Znalazłem info o tych znaczkach z Chin.
14.01.2025
Stworzyłem kolejny cover. "Japoński list". Trochę Japonii lub może nawet Chin w tych nutkach. Wieczny szacunek dla mistrza słowa Andrzeja Waligórskiego!
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Once, the samurai Paptaku Kurkinasadze,
Everything from his legs to his eyes and ears was yellow and slanted,
He ordered to take out the blackest soot from the furnace
And with great skill he prepared from it over two liters of ink.
Then he dismissed the geisha, loosened his suspenders a little,
He looked at Fujiyama, drank a huge cup of tea,
He ate two handfuls of rice, dipped his brush in ink
And began to write to Prince Typric Mamapchatate:
'I, the wretched offspring of a jackal married to a hyena,
Or a loafer crossed with a trollop,
I beg you with a hoarse voice, from a throat eaten away by gangrene,
That your magnificent eye may rest on this letter,
Which is, by the way, more beautiful than the depths of the sea
And shines like the moon that floats into the sky at night,
And at the same time emits a bouquet of enchanting scents,
While mine looks like a sink next to him.
So in this unworthy letter I want to ask you in various ways,
beg you and conjure you by all that is holy,
that you do not inadvertently defile your bright person,
that is the pride, the ornament and especially the hope of humanity!
You, tired of so many great deeds worthy of heroes,
You forced yourself in your goodness, a truly divine being,
To go every Friday evening to my hideous wife,
Next to whom even a crocodile looks like Schuetz-Trojanowska!
But I will save you, oh son of the sun, even by force,
Although I am the smallest of slowworm snakes and the most miserable of worms.
So when you come again, I will have to punch you in the face with regret.'
Here he signed:
Samurai Kurkinasadze Paptaku.
14.01.2025
Przesyłka z dalekiego wschodu w paczce i oklejona znaczkami chyba niskiej wartości, więc wykorzystano prawie całą zewnętrzną powierzchnię paczki. Wygląda bogato!
14.01.2025
Wieeem.. Rusinek. Ale żadnych świętości... #literowka
12.01.2025
No to macie szyfrowanie i kłódkę :) Uważam, że to było niepotrzebne i że to wyciąganie pieniędzy, ale już jest. Przynajmniej niektóre aplikacje przestaną Was niepotrzebnie straszyć, że coś groźnego może Was tu spotkać ;)
11.01.2025
Stworzyłem kolejny cover. "Fachowość". Wybrałem szybką muzykę ludową. Wieczny szacunek dla mistrza słowa Andrzeja Waligórskiego!
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Oh, I would like to be an expert
In some narrow field
For example, crossbreeding sheep
On a mountain pasture,
Write the lives of saints,
Train black panthers
Make screwdrivers
Zero eight four pattern,
Possibly pull teeth,
Be the mayor of Międzyrzecz,
Add bran to the feed,
Broadcast matches,
Throwing the levers
left and right, sell flowers,
Chop a tree in the Piska Forest,
Confess teenagers,
Compose fairy tales for children,
Work in a letter sorting office,
Sew panties for brats
Or expose Trotskyists.
And I would be calm and healthy,
I would eat dinner regularly,
And I would not have headaches
And I would be sure of my job,
And I would not have to write
satirical statements all the time
Alternately: about gas, about the USA,
About excessive copper consumption,
About consumerism,
About water, about mushroom picking,
About alcohol abuse,
About overinvestment,
About unnecessary editing,
About the elephant and the Polish cause,
About the role of the clergy in Galicia
About the Rolling Stones, about Rolska,
About the fact that Franco is a scoundrel,
About the miniskirt, about the bikini,
About the 'Group under the Call'
And about Marynia's group*...
But despite this, I do not lose my nerve
Because - although my profession is difficult and slippery
in every country there should be a guy
who knows more or less everything.
[*] about Marynia's ass - o dupie Maryni (humorous, idiomatic, vulgar)
- about jack shit (about nothing important)
10.01.2025
Lubię się czepiać, ale już chociaż nie skomentuję.. #literowka
09.01.2025
Stworzyłem kolejny cover. "Dziwna Kura". Wieczny szacunek dla mistrza słowa Andrzeja Waligórskiego!
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There was a hamlet somewhere in Poland,
Rye and wheat all around,
And in the hamlet there was a nook,
Where a miracle-virgin lived.
She was beautiful from childhood,
Because she had a child by chance,
And she always wore dresses,
From the Podhale-Masovian region.
The father loved his daughter,
He kept caressing her and decorating her,
Until once he bought her a hen,
That laid colorful eggs.
There was a lot of commotion from here,
A crowd gathered at the threshold,
And the professor arrived,
Who was a famous ethnologist.
He was eighty years old and over,
A gray beard grew on him,
And he called: Hen, hen,
Lay me an egg! ... the hen laid it.
The scientist looked for a long time,
Finally he said to his assistant:
- Well, well, tell me yourself,
What colorful specks...
Everything around shimmers,
Just like at Renoir's...
Is she an impressionist
A magnificent old hen?
Here he pulled out an extra-strong cigarette,
He sank into the smoke clouds,
Thinking, why does an ordinary hen
lay Easter Eggs?
But he didn't sit alone for long,
Because he rode up on a "Junak"
A famous ornithologist
Who understood the language of birds.
He immediately began to examine the hen
And broke her resistance:
-Please answer quickly
Where did these colors come from?
He asked her in the dark hallway
Where he had driven her from the yard,
And that hen blushes
And in confusion plucks her feathers,
But when asked without mercy
She said: - Don't hurt my heart...
It's a kind of sin of youth
And a memory of a pheasant...
There was one such pheasant here,
Colorful as a rainbow....
Well... it happens to girls,
Don't bother me anymore...
And she bowed on the threshold
And ran to pluck flowers...
And a rooster crowed on the fence.
Very strange. Because it was horned... [cuckold]
09.01.2025
Stworzyłem kolejny cover. "Nowe wyposażenie". Wieczny szacunek dla mistrza słowa Andrzeja Waligórskiego!
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The army is gathering on the meadow,
The king has appeared for a review,
Every knight is on a horse,
Only Dreptak – on a camel!
The signal of trumpets rings in the air
And a sharp command is given:
– Attention, faith! Everyone off your horses!
Everyone off! – and Dreptak was left...
The king bit the scepter in anger,
And shouted at him from above
– Dreptak, you are a fool,
Get off this caricature!
Dreptak gets off, the army is waiting,
The king is waiting in his majesty,
And in the meantime, from afar
The enemy is galloping.
The king made a short speech to the soldiers:
– My dears!
Forward! On your horses, beat the Teutonic Knights!
Everyone mounted – Dreptak stands!
Dreptak stands, and in the meantime
Both armies run at a gallop,
Then with a crash and noise
How they will collide with each other!
How they will not gather into a group –
The crash and scream died away in the distance,
Dreptak looks – only corpses,
Only he and the king remained...
And after a moment, from the thicket of bushes,
With a sad and gloomy face
The Grand Master of the Teutonic Knights emerged
Muttering: – Okay, you are the best...
Here he looked at a camel
Which was nibbling grass nearby
And called: – What do you say?
Some new Wunderwaffke?
The king did not hesitate for a moment
He only said with satisfaction:
– We have just introduced
That model into our armament!
In this story two morals
float on the surface:
The first is that the entire glory
Usually belongs to the superior.
The second moral is equally strong,
And a not-so-stupid prescription in it:
- When powers clash,
It is better to be late, like Dreptak!
08.01.2025
Stylówka fajna, ale nie zimno w d?
08.01.2025
W rozkładzie tramwajów pojawił się pobliski autobus. To się staje pomału normą. Dobrze że są takie możliwości.
08.01.2025
Na przystankach nie wolno palić a śmietniki mają popielniczki.. z których ludzie chętnie korzystają...
08.01.2025
Wypadek (zderzenie samochodu z tramwajem) na skrzyżowaniu Hallera i Lilli Wenedy, gdzie zamontują dopiero niedługo światła na przejściu..
07.01.2025
Ostaniec śnieżny..
06.01.2025
Ścieżki rowerowe jak zwykle lepiej odśnieżone niz chodniki (czasami w ogóle nie odśnieżone)..
05.01.2025
Stworzyłem kolejny cover. Tym razem smutny. 'Dziewczyna'. Wieczny szacunek dla mistrza słowa Andrzeja Waligórskiego. [tłumaczenie na angielski dla obcokrajowców]
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And what does the girl have - to tell the truth?
A bad job, a bit of pretension
That she only sometimes goes to the cinema,
Because for just a room - half of her salary.
A monthly pass, a canteen at work,
Contact with her father and mother by letter.
Sometimes the boys come to her
But they rarely stay until morning.
She saves up for a coat, for a pair of shoes,
She sometimes swaps sweaters with Tereska.
In general, she has few advantages
And she will lose them all before she turns thirty.
On Friday, the girl makes tea,
She makes sandwiches in large quantities,
She puts on a very bad adapter
And waits excitedly for the guests.
Jola comes, or maybe Ola,
And maybe Ala and probably Lala,
Jola from the shop, Ola from kindergarten,
Ala and Lala are from the hospital.
The boys were supposed to come, but they didn't,
It's also nice without them, oh my,
Because you can honestly exchange thoughts,
But there's not much to exchange.
The girls washed the glasses nicely
They'll probably meet again in a week...
The girl cuts her wrists
And the sociologists are amazed.
The advice corners are crackling with letters,
Discussions are multiplying on the screen,
Someone got a doctorate on the girl
And someone gave a sermon about her.
The family has calmed down,
And the job was given to someone else,
No one mentions: - There was a girl!
No girl - no problem.
04.01.2025
W Biedronce nie było (nie znalazłem) ziemniaków, ale znalazłem taką zabawkę[?] za linią kas... Czyli ziemniaki wcześniej były ;]
04.01.2025
Ładne i ludowe...
04.01.2025
Jabłuszko już w połowie zjedzone :)
04.01.2025
Czy śnieg długo się utrzyma?
04.01.2025
Widzisz problem z tym napis? ;)
03.01.2025
Stworzyłem kolejny cover. 'Dreptak się budzi' Bardzo wesoły. A to zwierzątko to dreptak (w każdym razie według AI). Wieczny szacunek dla mistrza słowa Andrzeja Waligórskiego!
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Dreptak wakes up! The springs creak,
Dreptak stretches and mumbles,
You can clearly see from Dreptak's face
That his dreams were more prophetic.
And he dreamed of flowers, brooks,
That he was beautiful, that he loved people...
A pale dawn rises over the sleepy city,
And in the city center Dreptak wakes up.
Dreptak wakes up! It's pleasant for him,
The dream and reality mesh in him,
- Oh - he thinks - how much good there is in me,
And what depth, to tell the truth, there is!
In the kitchen behind the wall, glasses are clinking,
It's his wife cooling her morning coffee,
And the sun's flame fell on the curtains,
And Dreptak wakes up all in glow.
A noble head, although a little bald,
A shaggy leg, but of small bone,
And one hand hangs over the edge
As if searching for new values.
With his ear still bent against the bedclothes,
With a slight creak of both shins!
And with a slow movement of his white hand
Dreptak, mighty in spirit, wakes up!
The hand, as I said, hangs from the edge
And searches for something on the rug...
- Ha ha! - you say - There's a joke here!
Dreptak wakes up with his hand in the chamber pot!
Thinking like that, though - you wouldn't guess,
And he, searching, also deceives himself...
Dreptak is a Pole. His chamber pot was stolen.
And with his hand in the void Dreptak wakes up...
03.01.2025 Gdańsk Zaspa
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