Praha, Pivo, Prosim

9. January 2010

Responsibility

Filed under: job, juvenile — admin @ 18:02

I don’t usually wax philosophic in blog entries but it might swing that way in this one…

What makes someone responsible? What makes someone irresponsible?

There seems to be some level of personal responsibility missing from people these days. I have my reasons for stating this. Allow me to elaborate…

Without stating specifics, one of my jobs is to help teacher trainees in ‘job assistance.’ Although I have no business card or any formal paperwork officially stating that is my position, that’s what I do. Somehow, it seems that each month the concept of job assistance becomes twisted into job placement. Twisted by the teacher trainees. I simply do not have the capacity to provide jobs nor does my employer. One past comment was that I should be able to give ‘more hook ups’ in regards to jobs. What the fuck does that mean? Since when are jobs given for free without any effort from the party who wants/needs the job? Most jobs that I know of are offered due to: submission of a CV, a good interview (or a series of interviews) and qualifications/merit. Fuck off if you think life is hook-ups. You’re in for a series of disappointments so prepare yourself. To me, that’s an irresponsible and juvenile mantra. Get your head out of your ass.

I’m not suggesting that everyone I meet follows the creed of MINE GIVE IT TO ME NOW FOR FREE NO WORK REQUIRED. There are plenty of people out there who know what is necessary and they do do it. But it’s that other group that I’m referring to….*Maybe this is a uniquely American mindset. **Maybe age is a big determiner, too. But one thing is true–it is easy for a bad egg to spoil the bunch. Negativity seems to be an easily created recipe.

*Does anyone else think Americans are this way? Speaking AS an American I feel I can say with confidence that yes, many of us ARE this way. In other words, wanting the result without the process. It doesn’t work that way; you can’t get to Z from A without going through the alphabet.

**Younger people seem to be the biggest offenders of the MINE GIVE IT TO ME NOW FOR FREE NO WORK REQUIRED crime. Those with a longer work history or more life experience (as cliche as that sounds) acknowledge that there’s work involved–in everything.

Bottom line, I think it’s about personal responsibility. No, you can’t control all the factors that are contributors to your home life, job, personal life, finances, etc. But, there are ones that you ARE in control of, you DO have choices.* If you ARE capable and CAN do something/make change, do it. I can’t/won’t do it for you and neither should anyone else. No, my world isn’t sunshine and skipping through the park all the time but at least I can recognize my obligations and the choices I make. It ain’t no free ride, baby.

*I’m not trying to make a sweeping generalization about poverty or the homeless or anything like that because frankly, that’s another subject entirely. And, for the record, fixing poverty, welfare, homelessness, etc. are huge obstacles and telling someone to ‘go to school, get a degree, and make a better life for themselves’ is much easier said than done. It’s an insulting oversimplification that the privileged minority tend to do. In these cases, it’s a societal issue and requires a much bigger remedy. Besides, assuming someone has the ability and resources available to even GO back to school or TRY to get off drugs isn’t so easy. It’s very easy for us fortunate people who grew up without struggle to make such statements. I would never pretend to know what it’s like to live a life of hardship but I’m also not so boastful to presume that I know all it takes to fix the problem is to ‘get an education’ or ’stop smoking crack,’ etc. As I said though, this isn’t what I’m talking about from my original point…

I know, that was a bit ranty but I wanted to make the distinction.

1. April 2009

I’m All Over the Place in This One

It’s been 10ish days since the last blog and while I don’t have anything really exciting to report I can say that I landed a 3rd job. Although none of these jobs have started yet (yawn!), at least I’ll be working soon (Monday!!!) and will begin generating an income. While not working is great, it’s just a bit boring as I have no television and funds are limited. Boo on both fronts.

MEDIA Not having a television sucks. It does. I’m a tv girl. I miss my shows. I’d even take a CSI: Miami marathon right now and David Caruso is the biggest douchebag on American television. Damn. My time away is making me crave the Horatio. WTF? When discussing my tv woes with one of my flatmates (the one that actually speaks), she told me she found a movie website. Great, awesome, sweet! Ok, of course there are about a bajillion movie websites with free streaming feeds. The problem is that most of these feeds link to Megavideo. Megavideo is fine if you don’t mind watching something for 72 minutes or less. Apparently, the higher ups at Megavideo decided 72 minutes is the magical cut-off. At that time, you can either pony up some cash and get a ‘real’ account or you can ‘wait’ 54 minutes and continue watching. Problem with waiting is that well, it’s WAITING and the stream doesn’t keep your ‘place’ so you have to wait MORE through any buffering issues. Boring. Yawn. I don’t like that option. I’m sure there’s some techie issue that could get me around this problem but I don’t know what that is so….. anyway, since finding this ‘new’ site, I’ve been a movie whore for the last 4 days. My tally is up to 10 or so and that’s just sad. That said, here’s a few movie recommendations: Dead Snow (see below), Hamlet 2, Pineapple Express, Let the Right One In, Step Brothers, Winged Creatures, 3:10 to Yuma…..

ZOMBIES I was at Marks & Spencer yesterday at Palladium and the cashier guy looked like a real-live zombie. Yes, zombie. This dude was tall & lanky, super pale with sunken and reddened eyes and goofy ears that grew away from his head. Zombie was the first thing in my head when I saw poor Jaromir. He could be a perfectly nice man; this is something I will never know. But, perhaps since I’m fresh off the Norwegian horror flick ‘Dead Snow’ (with Nazi zombies–yes, really and it was fucking awesome), I think he looks more like a zombie than an average person who doesn’t watch such cinema.

DRUGS While I was walking away from Skrivanek (one of my employers) the other day, I saw a guy examining the crack rock he had just purchased. Apparently the drug laws (or enforcement of said laws) are quite lax here so thus the crack inspection. Good times. At least he’s monitoring his purchase before he fires up. I still haven’t seen the kids shooting up in the park behind the National Museum. Sad but true. I want to have an HBO Undercover experience.

MEAT I found some Czech-style bologna the other day. Bologna is fucking delicious. Sorry vegetarians, it is. Eat it. Now. My general Czech vocabulary hasn’t improved any so I’m still kind of shopping for things at random. When I was in the deli meat section, I decided I wanted a sandwich. My American friends know good and well that I heart my sandwiches. It’s true. I cannot deny this love. Bread + meat + cheese = Awesomeness! Anyway, this bologna is delicious. It’s flecked with fat which, in my book, makes a damn fine meal. Nobody ever really wants to admit it but fat is what makes meat taste so bloody good. It’s true. Look it up.

WHEN YA GOTTA GO, YA GOTTA GO A few weeks ago on the tram we passed along a gentleman in the street helping his son with a rather intimate activity. Clearly the kid had to take a leak and rather than go use a public facility, Daddy leaned over Junior and assisted in the peeing process. Into the street grate it went. Really. While walking to the Glossa office today, I noticed the second occurrence of said pee assistance. Different parent and different kid but yep, Momma had her hands on the cocktail weenie while the golden stream flowed down into the sewers of Prague. I really had to laugh as I was assuming the first instance was just some freak thing I’d never see again but I was proven wrong today. Now, my assumption is different. Perhaps during the hot summer months the streets will be filled with parents and peeing kids. There’s already enough dog shit on the sidewalks in this town, do I now have to dance and tippie-toe thus evading the kiddie urine?

EASTER BUNNY The annual Easter Festival is all over town for nearly a month. I don’t know exactly what this entails but there are food vendors set up in several spots around town selling miscellaneous meats and pastry items as well as the obligatory Czech beer. There also seem to be lots of painted eggs and children’s toys. Good times.

OBAMA IN THE HIZZY Obama is going to be here this weekend. I admit, this is a bit exciting and I should go. I want to go. But….. standing around in one spot all day does not appeal in any way.

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Upon further inspection I’m happy to report that the security detail will not be permitting ammo or explosives. Phew. I was worried for a minute. Also, please note that ’structures’ are prohibited. I love the vagueness of structure prohibition. To clarify, exactly what qualifies as a ’structure?’ Is this something I’m affixing to the cobbled walk around the speaking platform or would say an inflatable yard pool fall under the descriptor of structure? I need additional support on this otherwise I’ll have to ditch my lesson plan for a newer and streamlined one.

BOOZE Wine. Let’s talk about this. Usually, I’m not a big wine person. Not that I don’t like it because I do and it can be great. However, I typically go the route of pivo and certainly now that I’m in a beer-consuming and producing culture. That said, I did make a few purchases at Albert last week. A good portion of the wine here is inexpensie. We’re talking less than 200Kc here (10USD) and that’s if you are springing for some ‘good stuff.’ My knowledge of European wine is for shit and the Eastern European varieties are completely lost on me. So, since I was in a wine kind of mood I bought a bottle of some stuff from Bulgaria. Yeah, Bulgaria. I didn’t know that made wine either. But hell, just about every place on earth produces or bottles their own wine so the Bulgarian factor really shouldn’t be so surprising. A big 49Kc is what I paid for that stuff. Go ahead & get your currency converter. I’ll wait. Like I said…it’s um, ‘inexpensive.’ Cut to two nights later and I was back at Albert. I’m not lying when I say I found something cheaper. Yes, cheaper than 49Kc. Behold the special selection for Albert (note the store logo on the back label!)–sold for the low, low price of 39Kc. And yes, I DID drink it as is evident by the photo. At such a ridiculous price, how could I NOT consume it?

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SAPA MARKET The SAPA market is in Prague 4. In my last blog I detailed my trip to the Vietnamese market in Prague 10. I have since been to the market in Praha 4. The SAPA market is huge. Fucking gigantic. We’re talking a small city here. For realz. Yet another adventure involving a metro and then a bus. Geographically, SAPA isn’t that far away but I was really channeling Bourdain on that visit. I’ve never been to Asia but holy crap, it felt like Vietnam.

The retail halls at SAPA are huge. Several buildings with criss-crossed aisles again selling tons of clothes, purses, toys, etc. There is also quite a bit more ethnic food variety at SAPA as there are several independent markets selling odd-looking items. Of the shops I visited, there was/is a rather interesting looking item behind the glass in the meat counter. It’s a big plastic bowl of various (raw) cuts of meats and organs with raw egg yolks swimming around in the multi-colored flesh. I was curious to know what the stuff is but seeing as I how I cannot communicate in Czech or Vietnamese, I didn’t bother asking. Anyone?

One of the restaurants had a guy blow-torching some kind of meat on the sidewalk. Dude was blow torching like it was a lab experiment. The whole effect looked cool & random & gritty but he didn’t want me to take a picture of him so you’ll just have to use your imagination on that one. I’m going back later; I want blow-torched food.

MANNEQUINS The random mannequin parts are all over SAPA. Unfortunately, my website provider isn’t allowing me to upload the pic of mannequin heads in a metal bin. Damn. Boo on technology. Maybe next post. 

PHOTOSHOP Here’s a bit of before & after. Original was taken in the rain on a shitty March morning.

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18. March 2009

Pretty Webby Things

Filed under: job, prague, news, food, photography — admin @ 10:18

It’s about 10am here and I’m done with my first batch of laundry for the day. Hooray! Plus = I like the smell of the cheap Euro Shopper blue colored detergent. Minus = no friggin’ dryers in this country which means I gotta go old school.

Ok, I Photoshopped some stuff…..as per usual, click for bigger. *Note: these are ’saved for the web’ images and as such, they are seriously downgraded. Web images lose a lot of color and ‘pop’ but of course smaller images are easier to upload and take up far less space. Just know the originals are better than what you see here.

1. Cool metal dudes at St. Vitus

2. Pretty windows at St. Vitus

3. Stained glass reflections at St. Vitus

4. View of Prague from the top of one of the Charles Bridge Towers. The sun was out briefly that day, so it was nice!

5. This guy is at the top of the steps of the Tower from #4. I don’t know who he is or how old he is but I like how creepy he is without a face just standing there greeting everyone.

6. This is about 2 blocks from my crib. The Powder Tower is right next to it but I’ll post a photo of that at a later time.

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In other news, I got a job yesterday. This is a good thing. Feel free to ask The Google about Skrivanek. Already have a seminar on Friday. Hot diggity!

Hmm… someone asked me the other day if I was still buying strange food just for the fun of it. Well, the ham roll is still the weirdest thing but I did see a new aspic-laden item at Albert yesterday. It was some kind of fish (with scales) rolled up with stuff inside and under a thick layer of aspic. Mmm, delicious! I did not buy this. I did however, get some kind of cheese spread. I don’t know what it’s called but since it had SYR in one of the words, I know that’s cheese so my awesome powers of deduction figured this out. I will report it’s delicious.

It’s our (re: MY) responsibility to take out the ‘new class’ at The Language House. I will gladly go in and tell them to meet up with us so we can all go out. However, these people will not be coming to my abode. Why? Well, I don’t think I’d invite 15 of my real friends over–not even when I had an established residence in the US. Not gonna happen. Anyway, the drawback is that I do not want to be the ‘leader’ in the actual bar crawl as I have no fucking clue where to go in Old Town. The bars are EVERYWHERE and my sense of direction is fucked here as the streets do not follow an orderly pattern. Boo! When we were given the drinking tour, we ended up following some drunken English broad that didn’t know where she was going so we got to experience our first time on the night tram. Hooray!

Ok, the sun has been out since I got up 2 hours ago. This is insanity. I must go enjoy my day!

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