<?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-4918737807755516743</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:28:19.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zakaj ne tud js</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-8267173258431581706</id><published>2008-01-07T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T09:27:17.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Srečnega pa zdravega</title><content type='html'>Ja spet ni blo dolgo kaj od mene. To pa zato,  ker res ni kakih sprememb v mojem življenju. Edina sprememba je da sm se zdaj že sprijazno pa navado s tem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-8267173258431581706?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/8267173258431581706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=8267173258431581706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/8267173258431581706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/8267173258431581706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2008/01/srenega-pa-zdravega.html' title='Srečnega pa zdravega'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-1919108926051214816</id><published>2007-10-03T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T05:47:52.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dolgo nič</title><content type='html'>Ja že dolgo nisem kaj napisal. Eden izmed razlogov je ta, da se mi v življenju ne dogaja kaj takega kar bi blo vredno omembe, druga stvar pa je ta, da nimam časa. S septembrom sem začel ob popoldnevih delat v ravenškem fitnesu, tk da poleg službe, fitnesa, urejanja kurje.si ter mojega dela z atletskimi sodniki nimam več časa za blogiranje. Pa mislim, da mi kr odgovarja tak tempo življenja. Vsaj nimam časa na tumarije študirat. Malo sem tot neho po gavdah tk hodit in se morm malo pohvalit, da že 4 tedne nisem koštal alkohola. Malo si je pa potrebno organizem prečistit. No upam, da  bom mev kmalu kaj zanimivega napisat. Fajn bote vsi ki boste to brali. Za konc pa še ena slikca iz partyja zadnč ko sm za kurjo sliko. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RwOGq0pgPaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/l5JMfO6qneo/s1600-h/IMG_4664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RwOGq0pgPaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/l5JMfO6qneo/s400/IMG_4664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117081671868366242" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-24d71d57cd712ba4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D24d71d57cd712ba4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330071412%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7B2A6EFA7C89A55051C8F682B02B76C10D14F365.1B2581576372903AEDC7EEB7AC676EC0CB6FD7C0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D24d71d57cd712ba4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D16eoae_IL3c8V9TjmZFlLuysI_A&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D24d71d57cd712ba4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330071412%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7B2A6EFA7C89A55051C8F682B02B76C10D14F365.1B2581576372903AEDC7EEB7AC676EC0CB6FD7C0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D24d71d57cd712ba4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D16eoae_IL3c8V9TjmZFlLuysI_A&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-1919108926051214816?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=24d71d57cd712ba4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/1919108926051214816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=1919108926051214816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/1919108926051214816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/1919108926051214816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/10/dolgo-ni.html' title='Dolgo nič'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RwOGq0pgPaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/l5JMfO6qneo/s72-c/IMG_4664.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-6680101132668680058</id><published>2007-08-05T10:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T11:32:58.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morje</title><content type='html'>Ne vem kaj naj napišem. Noro je blo pa prehitro je minlo. Js hočem nazaj..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RrYNiJ0QgqI/AAAAAAAAAOA/P64CPXIrUjY/s1600-h/IMG_3579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RrYNiJ0QgqI/AAAAAAAAAOA/P64CPXIrUjY/s400/IMG_3579.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095274908818113186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RrYNCZ0QgpI/AAAAAAAAAN4/BzDZUREHAeg/s1600-h/IMG_3522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RrYNCZ0QgpI/AAAAAAAAAN4/BzDZUREHAeg/s400/IMG_3522.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095274363357266578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RrYMoJ0QgoI/AAAAAAAAANw/FgdqcyguKZY/s1600-h/IMG_3655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RrYMoJ0QgoI/AAAAAAAAANw/FgdqcyguKZY/s400/IMG_3655.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095273912385700482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RrYMM50QgnI/AAAAAAAAANo/LmrUmqmWcdk/s1600-h/IMG_3520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RrYMM50QgnI/AAAAAAAAANo/LmrUmqmWcdk/s400/IMG_3520.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095273444234265202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RrYL5J0QgmI/AAAAAAAAANg/9sByVMC90U4/s1600-h/IMG_3617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RrYL5J0QgmI/AAAAAAAAANg/9sByVMC90U4/s400/IMG_3617.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095273104931848802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-6680101132668680058?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/6680101132668680058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=6680101132668680058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/6680101132668680058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/6680101132668680058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/08/morje_05.html' title='Morje'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RrYNiJ0QgqI/AAAAAAAAAOA/P64CPXIrUjY/s72-c/IMG_3579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-771379329386215808</id><published>2007-06-27T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T11:28:01.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOR VIKEND</title><content type='html'>Pa je minil spet en ekstremen vikend. Petek najprej celo popoldne na otvoritvi Aktivnih počitnic, kjer sem slikal za Kurji.si in sem tudi v ekipi za promocijo Športnega parka Ravne na Koroškem. Je blo kr zanimivo, samo je Fredi Miler predolgo pel. No po tem pa slikat v Prešo na Rock Partyzane, kjer je blo itak noro. Kdaj pa še v Preši ni blo???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ob pol petih zjutraj sem se domov privleko pa najprej seveda še slike dov zlovdat pa z eno oko gledat ko z obema je bil double vision. No pole sem spal do dvanajstih pa plavat malo, zvečer pa na Ivarčko open air party slikat, kjer sva Kurja dobla VIP karte. No in če pošteni ljudje po svetlem domov hodijo sem bil js verjetno najbolj pošten, ker ob pol devetih je že pošteno peglala kugla. Pole sem itak celo nedeljo bolj ali manj predremal. Ponedeljek je bil bolj umirjen, pa sem se cel dan pražo na soncu in norel na bazenu. No zdaj je pa sreda sem pa doma, ker se me je neka viroza lotla. Bravo js. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RoKnRJlkvgI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4-WScizBT24/s1600-h/IMG_2131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RoKnRJlkvgI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4-WScizBT24/s400/IMG_2131.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080807242700471810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na otvoritvi Aktivnega poletja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RoKnwZlkvhI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Rbl3uX2ehuc/s1600-h/IMG_2347_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RoKnwZlkvhI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Rbl3uX2ehuc/s400/IMG_2347_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080807779571383826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V Preši na Rock Partyzanih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RoKoVJlkviI/AAAAAAAAANA/VooIrfj_Sys/s1600-h/IMG_2620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RoKoVJlkviI/AAAAAAAAANA/VooIrfj_Sys/s400/IMG_2620.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080808410931576354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party po hektolitrih sharkvodke pa pol flaše Absintha. Še kr fajn zgledam. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RoKsAZlkvlI/AAAAAAAAANY/LcyLUM8AJaI/s1600-h/IMG_2032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RoKsAZlkvlI/AAAAAAAAANY/LcyLUM8AJaI/s400/IMG_2032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080812452495801938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja pač rad skačem pa norim po bazenu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RoKqfZlkvkI/AAAAAAAAANQ/8KyBXRG5p4I/s1600-h/IMG_2731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RoKqfZlkvkI/AAAAAAAAANQ/8KyBXRG5p4I/s400/IMG_2731.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080810786048491074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tk rdeč sm pa js pole po celodnevnem dremanju na soncu. Če se vam zdaj soba rdečo šajna je to zaradi tte slike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-771379329386215808?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/771379329386215808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=771379329386215808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/771379329386215808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/771379329386215808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/06/nor-vikend.html' title='NOR VIKEND'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RoKnRJlkvgI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4-WScizBT24/s72-c/IMG_2131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-8328231878466260131</id><published>2007-06-05T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T10:43:17.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kdo mi je podoben. Ja po mojem tud</title><content type='html'>&lt;table height="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/acollage/H/7_4/qbk945_941090ea0a5664eb4xu345" width="202" height="454" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="1" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" target="_blank" title="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology"&gt;&lt;u&gt;http://www.myheritage.com&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-8328231878466260131?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/8328231878466260131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=8328231878466260131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/8328231878466260131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/8328231878466260131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/06/kdo-mi-je-podoben-ja-po-mojem-tud.html' title='Kdo mi je podoben. Ja po mojem tud'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-4008295819368728852</id><published>2007-06-01T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T10:00:39.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Presenečenje</title><content type='html'>Ful me je preseneto en prijatelj dans. Blaž hvala ti. Mi je prineso kao Beneško masko,sam, da ni prava beneška maska, ker ni poslikava prava je pa na njej motiv mojega tatooa sonca. Fuuuul je lepo. No vsaj meni. Mi je kr polepšal dan. Je malo razbil monotonost mojih dni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RmBPo5c5pCI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/2O2EqQWPwrI/s1600-h/mini-tatoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RmBPo5c5pCI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/2O2EqQWPwrI/s400/mini-tatoo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071140744454579234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moj tatoo, ki ga imam na desni rami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RmBP4Jc5pDI/AAAAAAAAAMY/z3SND9o5zHI/s1600-h/mini-pepelnik.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RmBP4Jc5pDI/AAAAAAAAAMY/z3SND9o5zHI/s400/mini-pepelnik.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071141006447584306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepelnik, ki ima tudi motiv mojega tatooja, ki mi ga je naredila ena kolegica za r.d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RmBQMJc5pEI/AAAAAAAAAMg/R7vXP4xsgRQ/s1600-h/mini-maska.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RmBQMJc5pEI/AAAAAAAAAMg/R7vXP4xsgRQ/s400/mini-maska.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071141350044968002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To je pa ta maska. A ni lepa??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RmBQYpc5pFI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5TJcfyXbfQ0/s1600-h/mini-maska2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RmBQYpc5pFI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5TJcfyXbfQ0/s400/mini-maska2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071141564793332818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pa še enkrat maska.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-4008295819368728852?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/4008295819368728852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=4008295819368728852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/4008295819368728852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/4008295819368728852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/06/preseneenje.html' title='Presenečenje'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RmBPo5c5pCI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/2O2EqQWPwrI/s72-c/mini-tatoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-8298122949028784490</id><published>2007-05-29T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T11:23:12.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pred našo bajto</title><content type='html'>Tk se počutim ko kak peder. Rožice slikam. Heh. Sam so pa lepe. Naj slike govorijo za sebe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rlxvd5c5pBI/AAAAAAAAAMI/TyT4mvCclas/s1600-h/mini-IMG_1804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rlxvd5c5pBI/AAAAAAAAAMI/TyT4mvCclas/s400/mini-IMG_1804.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070049839941264402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RlxuiJc5pAI/AAAAAAAAAMA/y1orHKLRUYM/s1600-h/mini-IMG_1802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RlxuiJc5pAI/AAAAAAAAAMA/y1orHKLRUYM/s400/mini-IMG_1802.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070048813444080642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RlxueZc5o_I/AAAAAAAAAL4/132-UpVCDXs/s1600-h/mini-IMG_1801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RlxueZc5o_I/AAAAAAAAAL4/132-UpVCDXs/s400/mini-IMG_1801.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070048749019571186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RlxuZ5c5o-I/AAAAAAAAALw/4_hMs9il1MY/s1600-h/mini-IMG_1799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RlxuZ5c5o-I/AAAAAAAAALw/4_hMs9il1MY/s400/mini-IMG_1799.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070048671710159842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RlxuWZc5o9I/AAAAAAAAALo/qesJRI-BK2k/s1600-h/mini-IMG_1793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RlxuWZc5o9I/AAAAAAAAALo/qesJRI-BK2k/s400/mini-IMG_1793.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070048611580617682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RlxuSpc5o8I/AAAAAAAAALg/yhRMz3q09nY/s1600-h/mini-IMG_1791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RlxuSpc5o8I/AAAAAAAAALg/yhRMz3q09nY/s400/mini-IMG_1791.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070048547156108226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RlxuOZc5o7I/AAAAAAAAALY/wtpUIQN4V5I/s1600-h/mini-IMG_1790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RlxuOZc5o7I/AAAAAAAAALY/wtpUIQN4V5I/s400/mini-IMG_1790.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070048474141664178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RlxuJpc5o6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/U0eRMOb_UL0/s1600-h/mini-IMG_1784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RlxuJpc5o6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/U0eRMOb_UL0/s400/mini-IMG_1784.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070048392537285538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-8298122949028784490?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/8298122949028784490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=8298122949028784490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/8298122949028784490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/8298122949028784490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/05/pred-nao-bajto.html' title='Pred našo bajto'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rlxvd5c5pBI/AAAAAAAAAMI/TyT4mvCclas/s72-c/mini-IMG_1804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-3383033583721289060</id><published>2007-05-27T09:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T09:49:42.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vikend</title><content type='html'>Vedo sm, da bo ta vikend naporen, samo da bo pa tako naporen si pa približno nisem mislo. Začelo se je že v petek zvečer ko sm mislo. da bom hitro zaspal. No in me kličejo prijatli, da naj pridem v Havano na ENO pijačo, ker je Todi iz Miamija prišo.No ta pijača se je pole zavlekla pa mlade dobla da sm ob treh zutra domo prišo. V soboto sm itak bil sodnik na stadionu kjer sem mislil, da se bom scedil. Bil je 3. Ravenski tek pole pa še podelitev nagrad za Ravenškega športnika leta za leto 2006. Vroče mi je blo fuuuuul. Po tekmi pa ker v Havano, ker sem moral razdeliti DVD-je od spoznavnega žura  www.kurji.si. No tu sem bil malo pametnejši in sem pobegno domov ob enajstih pole pa še do pol enih galerijo za na stran pripravljal. Zdaj sem pa glih iz Banovc prišo ko sem po bico šel pa imel celodnevno relaksacijo. Pa obvezni postanek pri Lastovki v Mariboru kjer majo najbolši sladoled ever. Je bil en ata tam s tremi otroki,ki so bli napacani s sladoledom grta do ušes pa cele roke pa hlače pa majce so imeli popackane od sladoleda. Je blo smeha ko je bogi ata opazil kakšni so.  Zdaj pa mislim, da grem samo pod tuš še pa pod kovter. Ju3 pa me čaka služba do enajstih pole pa še ena tekma na stadionu, ki bo trajala do večera. Kaj bi dal za ene par dni dopusta. Pa res takega, da bi samo počival al pa delo stvari, ki me ful veselijo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rlm1h5c5o2I/AAAAAAAAAKw/AF8KKDJto7A/s1600-h/mini-otroci.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rlm1h5c5o2I/AAAAAAAAAKw/AF8KKDJto7A/s400/mini-otroci.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069282449544553314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rlm1vpc5o3I/AAAAAAAAAK4/3xyiduk2GOw/s1600-h/mini-skok.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rlm1vpc5o3I/AAAAAAAAAK4/3xyiduk2GOw/s400/mini-skok.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069282685767754610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rlm14pc5o4I/AAAAAAAAALA/_It2yJXrU0E/s1600-h/mini-sodnik.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rlm14pc5o4I/AAAAAAAAALA/_It2yJXrU0E/s400/mini-sodnik.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069282840386577282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pa naj še reče kdo, da mi ni blo res vroče.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rlm2GJc5o5I/AAAAAAAAALI/A2SG1U6WKBU/s1600-h/mini-sodniki.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rlm2GJc5o5I/AAAAAAAAALI/A2SG1U6WKBU/s400/mini-sodniki.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069283072314811282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-3383033583721289060?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/3383033583721289060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=3383033583721289060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/3383033583721289060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/3383033583721289060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/05/vikend_27.html' title='Vikend'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rlm1h5c5o2I/AAAAAAAAAKw/AF8KKDJto7A/s72-c/mini-otroci.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-3988924218585695000</id><published>2007-05-27T09:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T09:35:23.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vikend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-3988924218585695000?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/3988924218585695000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=3988924218585695000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/3988924218585695000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/3988924218585695000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/05/vikend.html' title='Vikend'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-3944901530331286774</id><published>2007-05-22T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T09:59:24.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pablo Francisco</title><content type='html'>Meni najbolj smešen Stand up comedy do zdaj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ziMGYd3cgQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ziMGYd3cgQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A4GnPd0wlfg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A4GnPd0wlfg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/4918737807755516743-3944901530331286774?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/3944901530331286774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=3944901530331286774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/3944901530331286774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/3944901530331286774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/05/pablo-francisco.html' title='Pablo Francisco'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-5626000483498017708</id><published>2007-05-19T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T04:19:48.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Šank rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rk7dR5c5o1I/AAAAAAAAAKo/lehLLSedKVY/s1600-h/sank1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rk7dR5c5o1I/AAAAAAAAAKo/lehLLSedKVY/s400/sank1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066229930387940178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rk7dKpc5o0I/AAAAAAAAAKg/-7Xl7OGeuNk/s1600-h/sank2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rk7dKpc5o0I/AAAAAAAAAKg/-7Xl7OGeuNk/s400/sank2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066229805833888578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rk7dGJc5ozI/AAAAAAAAAKY/DrnaL2pRqnQ/s1600-h/sank3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rk7dGJc5ozI/AAAAAAAAAKY/DrnaL2pRqnQ/s400/sank3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066229728524477234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rk7c2Jc5oyI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/IPiN6oaS2_s/s1600-h/presa1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rk7c2Jc5oyI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/IPiN6oaS2_s/s400/presa1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066229453646570274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rk7cxZc5oxI/AAAAAAAAAKI/gwBC5ac9_tE/s1600-h/presa2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rk7cxZc5oxI/AAAAAAAAAKI/gwBC5ac9_tE/s400/presa2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066229372042191634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaj naj napišem. Noro fajn je blo. &lt;br /&gt;Zvečer mi je blo malo dolgčas ž doma pa sm si kr hitro družbo najdo za ene par bandidosov da sm dore volje šov že na šanke. Gra pa itak s Klemeno pa še Grega iz Bara je pršo pa še ene par takih modelov je blo, tk da je blo super. Ko pa je gavda malo zamrla ž ko so nehali špilat me je pa glih Marchiotti klico, ke sm pa je bla naslednja postojanka Preša. Na moje veselje je bla kvalitetno polna tk, da se zgleda folk vrača nazaj. Pa itak je nov dj tk da je bla muzika tot uredo. Pleso sm ful pa itak je blo fajn. Pa spoznal sm najbolj zgovorno žensko kar sm jih kdaj spoznal. 20 min nism pršo do besede. Nepretrgoma.Uffff. Nakar mi na koncu reče da ji pravijo, da preveč govori. Mislim halo. Ko pa se je začel delat dan pa sm se odpravo domo. Zdaj sm bil pa že na svetem križo nad Dravogradu ko sm mamo pa babico ma romanje plo. Zaspan sm. Pač minil je še en lep petek. Čim več takih.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-5626000483498017708?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/5626000483498017708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=5626000483498017708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/5626000483498017708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/5626000483498017708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/05/ank-rock.html' title='Šank rock'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rk7dR5c5o1I/AAAAAAAAAKo/lehLLSedKVY/s72-c/sank1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-4061466432568637143</id><published>2007-05-12T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T12:47:36.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoznavni žur</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RkYZVuzMLnI/AAAAAAAAAKA/WowybOZqJYI/s1600-h/mini-IMG_1238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RkYZVuzMLnI/AAAAAAAAAKA/WowybOZqJYI/s400/mini-IMG_1238.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063762692155387506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RkYZRezMLmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/GEA26UDO_PM/s1600-h/mini-IMG_1169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RkYZRezMLmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/GEA26UDO_PM/s400/mini-IMG_1169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063762619140943458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RkYZMuzMLlI/AAAAAAAAAJw/htZOOLK3PlU/s1600-h/mini-IMG_1030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RkYZMuzMLlI/AAAAAAAAAJw/htZOOLK3PlU/s400/mini-IMG_1030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063762537536564818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pa nam je končno uspelo. Z Mavrinom sva končno naredla spoznavni žur za najino spletno stran www. kurji.si. Včeraj smo bili na lovski koči na Selah. Okolo 30 ljudi se je od 15 popoldne do pol šestih zjutraj v soboto zabavalo. Upam da uredo no. Naporno vendar fajn. Ful je blo dela pa truda vloženega v izvedbo tega žura samo zdaj ko vidim, da se je folku dopadlo, je ta trud poplačan. Dans sm bil pa še na pikniku za opravljeno diplomo, ko je moja prijateljica Anja Srebotnik diplomirala na DIF-U. Fajn samo odkrito povem, da sm pa zelo utrujen zdaj.Še dobro da je ju3 nedelja-Gospodov dan- dan za počitek&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-4061466432568637143?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/4061466432568637143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=4061466432568637143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/4061466432568637143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/4061466432568637143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/05/spoznavni-ur.html' title='Spoznavni žur'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RkYZVuzMLnI/AAAAAAAAAKA/WowybOZqJYI/s72-c/mini-IMG_1238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-4299416548521455451</id><published>2007-05-07T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T12:50:39.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spider-man 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rj-Cl-zMLkI/AAAAAAAAAJo/7I1gQJMNOn4/s1600-h/spidey3w52zx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rj-Cl-zMLkI/AAAAAAAAAJo/7I1gQJMNOn4/s400/spidey3w52zx.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061908095212203586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk na živce mi grejo taki komercialni happy end filmi. Mislim. Nek prijazen pa uslužen mladenič ta spider-man. Bu-hu-hu. smrk&lt;br /&gt;se pa pol filma neki joka pa smrka. Seveda če si pa tk pošten pa prijazn pole te pa folk nateguje pa ma za norca. Ne splača se. No more mister nice guy. Vedno ta kratko potegneš. Itak je res to ko je šifrer pel da lepa dekleta ljubijo barabe. Najprej jokcajo kk so same pa da so dedi vsi prasci, ko pa kak uredo pride mimo, pa ni dojst zanimiv, pa razburljiv pa ne vem kaj še. Na koncu pa izbira pade s5 za kakmo takmo, ko jo ma pole grdo pa ga serje okolo. Pole pa s5 jokcanje, da ni kakega uredo. Začaran krog. Malo za razmislit, a ne?? Mah jebi ga tako je življenje. Če bi dobo jurja za vsakokrat ko mi je kira rekla kk sm js uredo pa prijazn bi mel pa več keša kot Tuš. No pa nem še js joko zaj ko mi grejo na kurac take stvari. Prvi ko mi pride naproti pa mi reče, da je življenje lepo gam pa na gobec užgav.. LIFE SUCKS AND THEN YOU DIE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-4299416548521455451?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/4299416548521455451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=4299416548521455451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/4299416548521455451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/4299416548521455451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/05/spider-man-3.html' title='Spider-man 3'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rj-Cl-zMLkI/AAAAAAAAAJo/7I1gQJMNOn4/s72-c/spidey3w52zx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-4425633554732469677</id><published>2007-05-02T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T12:18:18.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Živel 1.MAJ</title><content type='html'>Pa so se zaključli. Prazniki pa celotedenski dopust. Če pogledam nazaj na preživeti tedn morm rčt da ni bil tk slab. Malo športa, malo alkohola, pa veliko druženja s prijatelji. Morm priznat, da mam vsaj to srečo v življenju, da mam ene par prijateljev, na katere se res lahko zanesem, pa za katere res vem, da me ne bodo kdaj zajebali. Upam, da ma tot o meni kdo tako mnenje. Drugač pa ostaja moje življenje na enakih tirih kot pa je sam, da se morm naučit izkoristit ga takšnega kot mi je dano pa je kakršno koli že je. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CARPE DIEM &lt;/span&gt;so včasih rekli. Ja so že vedli. Pa itak se mi že celo življenje mota tti moto po glavi &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LIFE SUCKS AND THEN YOU DIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RjjilezMLiI/AAAAAAAAAJY/-1fyZz0DEWQ/s1600-h/Ivar%C4%8Dko+jezero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RjjilezMLiI/AAAAAAAAAJY/-1fyZz0DEWQ/s400/Ivar%C4%8Dko+jezero.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060043314901560866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No tu sem bil za 1. maja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rjji4ezMLjI/AAAAAAAAAJg/KNThti0hg8c/s1600-h/30042007173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rjji4ezMLjI/AAAAAAAAAJg/KNThti0hg8c/s400/30042007173.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060043641319075378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pa picikliro sm skor vsak da. Pri picikliranju mi je všeč to, da mam cajt za razmišljat, pa vsi napori gradijo človekov karakter. No pa čeprav tto razmišljanje ni vedno najboljš za mene. Preveč tumarij. heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-4425633554732469677?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/4425633554732469677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=4425633554732469677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/4425633554732469677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/4425633554732469677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/05/ivel-1maj.html' title='Živel 1.MAJ'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RjjilezMLiI/AAAAAAAAAJY/-1fyZz0DEWQ/s72-c/Ivar%C4%8Dko+jezero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-4474615382313145904</id><published>2007-04-21T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T06:15:44.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Naporen petek</title><content type='html'>Najprej služba. Tega sploh nem komentiral. Pole sem imel pa prvo tekmo v letošnjem letu. Koroški atletski klub je organiziral promocijsko tekmo za otroke in starše atletov. In se je usulo ful staršev in otrok od dveh do 80 let. Ful so bli naspidirani tamali, pa jih je blo zanimivo opazovat s kakim veseljem so skakali v daljino in tekali po stadionu. Js sm pa kot vodja atletskih sodnikov moral zrihtat sodnike za to tekmo, pa pole na koncu še povedat in apelirat na starše, da bi tudi oni opravili seminar in nato izpit za atletskega sodnika. Po tekmi malo plavat pa domo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RioNFQZlalI/AAAAAAAAAJI/q6L4ZlL5AKY/s1600-h/stadion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RioNFQZlalI/AAAAAAAAAJI/q6L4ZlL5AKY/s400/stadion.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055867915629587026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Naslednja postaja pa Kompleks ko sm za kurjo mro poslikat malo phenomeno. Rajš bi seveda bil na Lovšino v Prevaljah sam obveza je obveza. No pa saj niti ni blo tk slabo glede na to, da me v zadnjem času nč kaj ekstra ne veseli. Tak sm rato da me boli kurac za vse. no pa nem zaj o tem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RioNqAZlamI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/J8DF-epbCMU/s1600-h/phenomena.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RioNqAZlamI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/J8DF-epbCMU/s400/phenomena.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055868546989779554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pole pa Prevalje kjer sm glih pet minut bil zdaj pa šok. Na balkan party smo šli pole. To pa sta ble dve uri, ki jih nem nikol nazaj dobo. Ni to za mene. Pa 90% osebkov, ki jih ne prenesem je blo na enem mestu. Groza. Za konc pa Klasika. Preša kjer sem vsaj kar se glasbe tiče na svoj račun prišo. Rock on. Ne morm pomagat. Sem pač rocker po duši.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-4474615382313145904?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/4474615382313145904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=4474615382313145904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/4474615382313145904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/4474615382313145904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/04/naporen-petek.html' title='Naporen petek'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RioNFQZlalI/AAAAAAAAAJI/q6L4ZlL5AKY/s72-c/stadion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-4037885500353942844</id><published>2007-04-13T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T02:27:49.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OTVORITEV NOVE HALE</title><content type='html'>No pa sem jo končno dočakal. Otvoritev nove hale. Upam, da se bodo zdaj počasi razmere na firmi res umirile, ker zdaj je blo pa noro zadnjih par dni. No danes sem lepo fraj in bom po mojem cel dan užival na soncu. Včeraj je bil pa res prijeten dan. Prišel je tudi minister Vizjak ter Tanko, ki je vodja poslanske skupine za SDS. Pa seveda župani sosednjih občin pa naš itak. Nastopala je pa skupina Koroški jeklarji, Milan Kamnik, Pevski zbor Lenčice, slovenski oktet, godba na pihala Prevalje ter Gašper Koruznik s katerim sem mev js par dni pred otvoritvijo sestanek, da sva se zmenla o čem naj sploh govori. Malo sm cviko, da nebi kake preveč pikre sposto. Samo se je pa vse lepo izteklo. Pole pa hrane in pijače kolikor ti srce poželi. Je še kr blo folka. Pa če Kamnik je pole ob kakih pol desetih zvečer nazaj prišo pa smo skup pole peli.Fajn je blo. Čeprav se mi bo po mojem kr malo tožlo po stari hali, ki je bla na Brdinjah sredi narave. Sem skozi okno pogledal sem videl Uršljo goro pa Šrotnek, Pa kake srnice so nas kdaj obiskale. Zdaj pa tega več ne bo. No pa še malo slikovnega materiala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YCcx5EWXn3A"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YCcx5EWXn3A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milan Kamnik ter Lenčice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rh9Eq-wlnaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/pA3dOltkC6U/s1600-h/mini-trak.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rh9Eq-wlnaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/pA3dOltkC6U/s400/mini-trak.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052832812124970402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rezanje traku- Minister Vizjak ter Župan Rožen in Milan Slatinšek v ozadju Pa Grega Slatinšek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rh9E_ewlnbI/AAAAAAAAAIg/rxDM23Isfg0/s1600-h/mini-feliks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rh9E_ewlnbI/AAAAAAAAAIg/rxDM23Isfg0/s400/mini-feliks.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052833164312288690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Js pa dva poslovna partnerja &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rh9FKuwlncI/AAAAAAAAAIo/U683HVuXQE4/s1600-h/mini-gasper.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rh9FKuwlncI/AAAAAAAAAIo/U683HVuXQE4/s400/mini-gasper.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052833357585817026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gašper Koruznik, ki je poskrbel, da tudi humorja ni manjkalo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rh9FaOwlndI/AAAAAAAAAIw/jIsBJnx35Yg/s1600-h/mini-reference.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rh9FaOwlndI/AAAAAAAAAIw/jIsBJnx35Yg/s400/mini-reference.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052833623873789394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nekaj naših referenc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rh9FluwlneI/AAAAAAAAAI4/YQgoF2CDNA8/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rh9FluwlneI/AAAAAAAAAI4/YQgoF2CDNA8/s400/mini-IMG_0796.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052833821442285026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moje novo delovno mesto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rh9Fw-wlnfI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZejbhbI47ds/s1600-h/mini-kamnik.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rh9Fw-wlnfI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZejbhbI47ds/s400/mini-kamnik.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052834014715813362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milan Kamnik pa js.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-4037885500353942844?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/4037885500353942844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=4037885500353942844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/4037885500353942844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/4037885500353942844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/04/otvoritev-nove-hale.html' title='OTVORITEV NOVE HALE'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rh9Eq-wlnaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/pA3dOltkC6U/s72-c/mini-trak.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-4573338108761930678</id><published>2007-04-11T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T08:56:36.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Karambol</title><content type='html'>Včasih mam občutek, da gre res vse narobe. Itak sm že neki cajta tak, da me pogledat ne sme do ko popizdujem pa dans še to. Itak je panika na firmi ko je jutri otvoritev hale  in dobim nalogo za neke nastavitve v Velenju. Qul si mislim. Bota pa fajn minli dve uri. In pride čas da grem pa nobenga kombija na firmi. Si mislim QL bom pa s svojmo šov ko ma vsaj klimo. In se peljem js lepo proti Velenjkovacu. Pridem skozi tunel pa glih rdeča luč. Js se lepo ustavim za mano pa Petrolov kombi. Sm že vido da se nebo mogo ustajt pa nism utegni speljat več. Samo bremzo sm še spustil pa kuplongo stisno, pa PRRRRRRH. Me je skor do sredine križišča zaneslo. Js vn iz avta pa pogledat kaj je hin. Pa me je skor kap. Nič se ni vidlo na avtu. Samo tablice od kombija so se poznale na šoštangi. Pa sreča da js Galilejo na pro7 gledam pa je glih zadnč bva ena oddaja o takih crashih. Probam js prtljažnik ofnat. Fuck :( ne gre. No gre sam na silo. Zapre se pa tk ko da bi jezn bil na koga. Prav močan morš bit za zaprt moj prtljažnik. No pole sva pa izpolnala euro obrazec pa šla vsak na svojo pot. Zdaj bom pač laufarijo mev za popravilo. Mam pač srečo. Prvi karambol s tem avtom. Morm povedat da ta zadeva ni glih pozitivno vplivala na mojo voljo, ki je že itak nikakva. No pa bo ž. Al pa tot ne. Boli me k...c počasi za vse. Edino fajn je da je sonček, drugač bi pa tk po mojem v depresijo pado. Al pa je že To to???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-4573338108761930678?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/4573338108761930678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=4573338108761930678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/4573338108761930678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/4573338108761930678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/04/karambol.html' title='Karambol'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-4220232131872188837</id><published>2007-04-02T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T11:05:20.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YEAH BABY MORJE, MORJE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RhFF04KB-7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cH7aLV3kp1s/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RhFF04KB-7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cH7aLV3kp1s/s400/15.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048893431989009330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pa smo se le spravhali. Končno vem kam gremo na morje. Dvanajst kolegov. No gre nas pet parčkov pa js pa Todi sva samska. Zna biti še kr zanimivo. Gremo pa na otok Pag -Zrče. Pravijo da je to Hrvaška Ibiza.Rezervirali smo si tri hiše, postavljene skupaj tk da tisti del naselja nebo mel glih mira tiste dni ko bomo mi dola.  Pa mni je itak vseeno, samo da je morje. Js bi tk skoz na morjo živel če bi se dalo. Sem pač eden takšnih ljudi, ki nimajo radi zime. Obožujem pa sonce, poletje in morje. No pač odštevam že dneve do 28 julija da gremo. Sicer bom pa ziher še za kak vikend zvizno na morje na našo obalo za lušte. Pa roko na srce, mni je tudi letni bazen ful uredo na Ravnah tk da zdaj se še v zimskem bazenu namakam ko bo topleje pa na letnem. Morjeeeeeeeeeeeeeee jeah .&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RhFFY4KB-5I/AAAAAAAAAIA/iH1na23j5hA/s1600-h/vrticnovalja2_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RhFFY4KB-5I/AAAAAAAAAIA/iH1na23j5hA/s400/vrticnovalja2_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048892950952672146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-4220232131872188837?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/4220232131872188837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=4220232131872188837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/4220232131872188837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/4220232131872188837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/04/yeah-baby-morje-morje.html' title='YEAH BABY MORJE, MORJE'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RhFF04KB-7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cH7aLV3kp1s/s72-c/15.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-8591614092650907525</id><published>2007-03-31T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T13:45:46.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SEDEŽ KOROŠKE POKRAJINE</title><content type='html'>Slovenj Gradec za sedež Koroške pokrajine. Pa kaj se je scufalo vsem. Bolj absurdne stvari pa še nism slišal. Pa saj Slovenj Gradec geografsko sploh ne leži na Koroškem. Zgodovinski argumenti kažejo na to, da bi bile Ravne primernejše za sedež koroške pokrajine, pa tudi geografsko so bolje umeščene v središče bodoče regije. Dejstvo je, da ima v Slovenj Gradcu sedež veliko regijskih institucij, kar pa ne bi smelo pomeniti ovire pri določitvi sedeža regije.Zagovarjam stališče, ki so ga oblikovali v letih obstoja Koroške kot neformalne regije, in sicer, da se bo regija policentrično in enakomerno razvijala kot celota. K enakomernemu razvoju regije prispevajo tudi institucije na državnem in na regijskem nivoju, zato zagovarjam stališče, da jih je treba razporediti približno enakomerno po ostalih mestih Koroške, kjer to omogočajo prostorske oziroma vsebinske možnosti za izvajanje programov. Mislim,  da ne morejo biti vse institucije na enem mestu, denimo v Slovenj Gradcu. Mislim, da je lahko sedež regije tudi na Ravnah. Saj če bo prevelika koncentracija takšnih institucij v enem kraju  lahko to onemogoča razvoj celotne regije.Res da so tam  bolnica, sedež policije, letališče in nekatere druge službe. Ne strinjam se pa, da bi morali biti tod sedeži drugih institucij, kot so nekateri regijski zavodi, ampak naj se skušajo enakomerno razporediti po treh koroških dolinah. Mislim halo. Ravne na Koroškem so najbolj primeren sedež koroške pokrajine. Med drugim je mesto Ravne na Koroškem po podatkih občine, pridobljenih s strani Statističnega urada RS, največje koroško mesto z 8500 prebivalci, Slovenj Gradec pa jih ima 7700. Pa najbolj pomembla stvar. LEŽIJO NA KOROŠKEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rg7IT4KB-4I/AAAAAAAAAH4/EHVny_XT19o/s1600-h/razdelitev_slovenije.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rg7IT4KB-4I/AAAAAAAAAH4/EHVny_XT19o/s400/razdelitev_slovenije.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048192476146432898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ravenški župan Rožen je navedel, da je na Ravnah sedež največje koroške upravne enote, ki pokriva 26.000 prebivalcev, naslednja največja pa pokriva območje z 21.000 prebivalci. Tudi z gospodarskega vidika so Ravne središče Koroške, je prepričan Rožen, ki je kot dodatni argument v prid Ravnam izpostavil tudi dejstvo, da država že ima v lasti dovolj velik prostor v središču mesta, ki bi bil primeren kot sedež poslovnih prostorov za delovanje pokrajine. No pa RAVNE LEŽIJO NA KOROŠKEM. Js mislim, da bi se gospodje v Ljubljani morali še enkrat dol usest in resno preučit argumente pro et contra. No ampak takšno je moje osebno mnenje ki je pa podkrepljeni z geografsko, zgodovinsko in podjetniško podlago. Aja pa ne vem a sm ž povedo RAVNE NA KOROŠKEM DEJANSKO LEŽIJO NA KOROŠKEM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-8591614092650907525?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/8591614092650907525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=8591614092650907525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/8591614092650907525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/8591614092650907525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/03/sede-koroke-pokrajine.html' title='SEDEŽ KOROŠKE POKRAJINE'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rg7IT4KB-4I/AAAAAAAAAH4/EHVny_XT19o/s72-c/razdelitev_slovenije.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-627202363751029499</id><published>2007-03-28T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T09:45:45.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grease</title><content type='html'>Meni eden izmed boljših filmov. Verjetno zaradi glasbe. No presodite sami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.mojvideo.com/v/0df69aed5c8a90125e69"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.mojvideo.com/v/0df69aed5c8a90125e69" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="320"&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/4918737807755516743-627202363751029499?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/627202363751029499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=627202363751029499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/627202363751029499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/627202363751029499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/03/grease.html' title='Grease'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-6842623908884879063</id><published>2007-03-28T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T04:20:51.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nov picikl</title><content type='html'>Yeah baby. Končno sm se odločo. Danes pa je bil D dan. Kupo sm si nov bike. Tastar je res odslužo ž svoje in po predračuno 200 eurov kejko bi me letošnji servis prišel sm se raje odločo za nakup novega. Res da ni tk fancy šmency ko pa tastar je pa vse v delujočem stanju. Starega scotta je pa zob časa in moje iskanje po adrenalinskih bincah čisto sesulo. Vilce so hin, kole plantajo, nove zavore bi rabo vključno z vsemi zajlami. Laka itak že pol fali od vseh padcev. No samo roko na srce, mi je pa le osem let fuuuuuul lepo služil in na njega me vežejo skoraj samo lepi spomini. Razen ene parkrat ko sm ke v kakih bregih defekt dobo pole pa lepo tišat domo.  No pa tot nem ga dav še čisto v penzijo. Zdaj ga bom mev pa čas lepo počasi popravljat da bo čez čas spet pripravljen na nove podvige. Ja sm pač tak, da če mam eno stvar rad pa se na njo navežem je ne spustim kr tk bk od sebe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RgpOf4KB-0I/AAAAAAAAAHU/JTNwKDYqyjs/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RgpOf4KB-0I/AAAAAAAAAHU/JTNwKDYqyjs/s400/mini-IMG_0550.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046932641979431746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; nova makina 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RgpOuYKB-1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/5oSypuAanYc/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RgpOuYKB-1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/5oSypuAanYc/s400/mini-IMG_0551.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046932891087534930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; nova makina 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RgpO-4KB-2I/AAAAAAAAAHk/UKkUuGFTOrk/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RgpO-4KB-2I/AAAAAAAAAHk/UKkUuGFTOrk/s400/mini-IMG_0552.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046933174555376482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nova makina3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RgpPLIKB-3I/AAAAAAAAAHs/I4yiXny2jmQ/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RgpPLIKB-3I/AAAAAAAAAHs/I4yiXny2jmQ/s400/mini-IMG_0554.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046933385008774002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tastar na katerem se vidijo moje norije pa padci.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-6842623908884879063?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/6842623908884879063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=6842623908884879063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/6842623908884879063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/6842623908884879063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/03/nov-picikl.html' title='Nov picikl'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RgpOf4KB-0I/AAAAAAAAAHU/JTNwKDYqyjs/s72-c/mini-IMG_0550.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-628840741288527422</id><published>2007-03-28T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T01:24:08.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PODELITEV SESTRINE DIPLOME</title><content type='html'>No pa smo dočakali tudi slovesno podelitev diplome moje sestre. Diplomirala je že 18.10.2006 na fakulteti za javno upravo z desetko. Ja prev ponosen sem na mojo sestro, da je ob vseh družinskih obveznostih in ob delu še tako uspešno zaključla fax. In smo se odpravili včeraj v Slovensko prestolnico. Js pa sestra pa babica. Lpo smo se opedenali pa šli. Sama podelitev je bla kr zanimiva Najprej sprevod diplomantov v dvorano, pole Gaudeamus, nato pa razlaga ene asistentke, ki je brala kot bi bila iz tretjega razreda osnovne šole, kakšen je celotni protokol. Sledil je dekanov govor in slovesna podelitev diplomskih listin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RgokLIKB-wI/AAAAAAAAAG0/cGiC7N8e8YE/s1600-h/DSC07616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RgokLIKB-wI/AAAAAAAAAG0/cGiC7N8e8YE/s400/DSC07616.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046886106008779522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Js pa moja sestra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Po podelitvi pa gavda v enem lokalu DRUGA POMOČ. Bil sm kr malo presenečen nad tem, ko mi je sestra skoz govorla, da v ljubljani sploh ne hodi vn, pa da se samo uči, da so jo v tem lokalu tk poznali kot pa mene v Havani al pa Preši skor. Hahahahaha. No tam smo se pa pole s prijatelji od sestre zadržali so pol enih skor. Nato pa še vožnja domo. Pa zanimivo je ko si že misliš. da poznaš nekoga, pa njegov krog prijateljev, se ti pa potem odpre njegov čisto drug svet. Morm priznat, da smo bli kr pisana druščin, od geyev do umetnikov, glasbenikov ter privatnikov in seveda moja malenkost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RgokjYKB-xI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ALEqjFB5SHs/s1600-h/DSC07626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RgokjYKB-xI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ALEqjFB5SHs/s400/DSC07626.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046886522620607250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pisana druščina 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RgolDoKB-yI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ILBmnIFvxm8/s1600-h/DSC07648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RgolDoKB-yI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ILBmnIFvxm8/s400/DSC07648.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046887076671388450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisana druščina 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RgolX4KB-zI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1j_b6a8rV9I/s1600-h/DSC07652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RgolX4KB-zI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1j_b6a8rV9I/s400/DSC07652.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046887424563739442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisana druščina 3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-628840741288527422?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/628840741288527422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=628840741288527422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/628840741288527422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/628840741288527422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/03/podelitev-sestrine-diplome.html' title='PODELITEV SESTRINE DIPLOME'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RgokLIKB-wI/AAAAAAAAAG0/cGiC7N8e8YE/s72-c/DSC07616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-5874538809011557215</id><published>2007-03-23T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T10:00:56.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PRISON BREAK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RgQHubxL4fI/AAAAAAAAAGs/l-offzBIhrw/s1600-h/pb_seven_1600x1200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RgQHubxL4fI/AAAAAAAAAGs/l-offzBIhrw/s400/pb_seven_1600x1200.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045165976871231986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RgQHOLxL4dI/AAAAAAAAAGc/9oAT30843gE/s1600-h/prison-break-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RgQHOLxL4dI/AAAAAAAAAGc/9oAT30843gE/s400/prison-break-6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045165422820450770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam sebi ne morem verjet. Vedno sm si norca delo iz ljudi, ki so popoldneve presedeli za televizorjem in bili zasvojeni z raznimi nanizankami. Pa še sam sem ljudem pamet solil, da je bolj pametno bit na zraku pa športat ko pa za tv-ju sedet. No vse do zadnč ko sm kolega poslušo, da naj si z neta skinem eno nanizanko Prison break. Kao da je dora ful. No ja. Si potegnem prvi sezono dov pa gledam prvi, drugi, tretji del pa si mislim:˝Nč posebnega˝. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RgQHUbxL4eI/AAAAAAAAAGk/RNkjPpiPmiQ/s1600-h/femmes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RgQHUbxL4eI/AAAAAAAAAGk/RNkjPpiPmiQ/s400/femmes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045165530194633186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pa ttidve sta tot en razlog da je zanimivo. Rrrrrrrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja, po mojem tot. Pa sm četrti del pogledo sm pa šest delov kr na enkrat pogledo. Ne morm nehat ko enkrat začnem. Vsi tti zapleti pa preobrati, mni je zanimivo. Ja ne morm si pomagat. No saj js še vedno čez dan delam druge stvari, sam  pa zvečer ne delam kaj drugega kot pa za tv-ju sedim, pa kokice  ter prison break. Rekord mam 8 epizod v enmo dnevo. Pa še v službi se ne menimo kaj drugega kot pa o tem. Čaka me še 12 epizod pole je pa konc. No vsaj tolko jih je posnetih pa zuna ž. Upam, da jih bom čimprej pogledo al pa da me bo minlo. IME MI JE SIMON IN SEM PRISON BREAKOHOLIK.  ZDRAVO SIMON. hahahahaha. Js si morm res eno dčvo najt drugač bom še kako Santa barbaro začno gledat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-5874538809011557215?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/5874538809011557215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=5874538809011557215' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/5874538809011557215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/5874538809011557215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/03/prison-break.html' title='PRISON BREAK'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RgQHubxL4fI/AAAAAAAAAGs/l-offzBIhrw/s72-c/pb_seven_1600x1200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-6649500490693442728</id><published>2007-03-20T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T00:29:58.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ZAMETLO ME JE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf-LrbxL4bI/AAAAAAAAAGM/RW2WcktGUFI/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf-LrbxL4bI/AAAAAAAAAGM/RW2WcktGUFI/s400/mini-IMG_0548.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043903685982937522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moj zameten avto. Tri ure kidanja pa ga mam zunaj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNEG!!!!!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Včeraj sem se zaradi prekomernega sneženja domov iz službe peljal 10 na uro pa še sm plesal po celi cesti.Pa še čakat sem moral eno uro ko je na Brdinjah dve drevi podrlo na cesto tam ko se js mimo pelem. Luksuz!! Doma mi je popoldne 24567 krat elektriko vn vrglo. No ne sam meni ampak celi ulici. No ponoči sem poslušal kako mi v sadovnjaku lomi veje. Pač letos ne bo toliko jabolk pa hrušk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf-NErxL4cI/AAAAAAAAAGU/WyH7hIpZ5q8/s1600-h/mini-Dreve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf-NErxL4cI/AAAAAAAAAGU/WyH7hIpZ5q8/s400/mini-Dreve.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043905219286262210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podrta drevesa na poti iz službe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf-KkbxL4WI/AAAAAAAAAFk/80o117MzKQs/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf-KkbxL4WI/AAAAAAAAAFk/80o117MzKQs/s400/mini-IMG_0537.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043902466212225378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pogled iz balkona na levo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf-K0LxL4XI/AAAAAAAAAFs/NL1kM_aU0ZQ/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf-K0LxL4XI/AAAAAAAAAFs/NL1kM_aU0ZQ/s400/mini-IMG_0538.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043902736795165042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pogled iz balkona naravnost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf-LCLxL4YI/AAAAAAAAAF0/KIRASPfYdQE/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf-LCLxL4YI/AAAAAAAAAF0/KIRASPfYdQE/s400/mini-IMG_0539.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043902977313333634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pa še malo na levo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Danes zjutraj je bla pa itak revolucija. Avto mi je totalno zasulo, ker mi je iz strehe nad garažo kipnalo 3 kubike snega, ki je zbit tk da sm pri drugem zamahu lopato zlomo. Nakar je pridiga atana, da ni vse v surovi moči da je treba z občutkom kidat. Nakar sm v glavi izreko ene par besed, ki bi itak ble pod cenzuro tk da nebi zdaj o tem. No se odpravim pole peški do sodelavca da bi se z njim peljal. Pa njim itak tot niso splužli pred blokom tk da sva poražena šla na kavo v Havano kjer je bla pa že četica Slatinovih pobov, ki so tot dokaj pesimistično zgledali glede odhoda na šiht. No na koncu pa zvemo, da na Brdinjah ni štroma  tk da smo dans doma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf-LNrxL4ZI/AAAAAAAAAF8/eFbvPj_W_70/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf-LNrxL4ZI/AAAAAAAAAF8/eFbvPj_W_70/s400/mini-IMG_0540.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043903174881829266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del dovoza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf-LY7xL4aI/AAAAAAAAAGE/70dXbwjwxTQ/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf-LY7xL4aI/AAAAAAAAAGE/70dXbwjwxTQ/s400/mini-IMG_0545.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043903368155357602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Še en del dovoza preden da je lopata pela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Edina kolkor tolko pozitivna stvar glede ttega snega. Bom vsaj morda prvo sezono Prison breaka dans dopoldne do konca pogledo. No najprej me pa še tk kidanje čaka. Yeah baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-6649500490693442728?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/6649500490693442728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=6649500490693442728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/6649500490693442728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/6649500490693442728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/03/zametlo-me-je.html' title='ZAMETLO ME JE'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf-LrbxL4bI/AAAAAAAAAGM/RW2WcktGUFI/s72-c/mini-IMG_0548.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-8020648102232378682</id><published>2007-03-18T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T11:34:37.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Muniji rastejo</title><content type='html'>Rahlo sm še zmačkan. No to je pač posledica tega če ob pol desetih dopoldne domo iz gavde prideš. Ni bla glih prijetna nedelja dans. Prav namučo sm se da sm preživel dan. No vzel sm si pa malo časa da sm zajčke malo posliko. Fuuul hitro rastejo, pa taki ko so zdaj so najbolj lubani. No pač nism več najbolj šikan pri bajti. Ha ha ha ha ha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf2GEYG9dlI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Mhg0EfbCz5Q/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf2GEYG9dlI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Mhg0EfbCz5Q/s400/mini-IMG_0533.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043334567474067026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf2GAoG9dkI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Ht6PxUDkN5Q/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf2GAoG9dkI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Ht6PxUDkN5Q/s400/mini-IMG_0531.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043334503049557570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf2F8IG9djI/AAAAAAAAAEk/xFVFejFY6f4/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf2F8IG9djI/AAAAAAAAAEk/xFVFejFY6f4/s400/mini-IMG_0528.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043334425740146226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf2F24G9diI/AAAAAAAAAEc/HTvveUBTlFo/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf2F24G9diI/AAAAAAAAAEc/HTvveUBTlFo/s400/mini-IMG_0525.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043334335545832994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf2FyoG9dhI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ehBmslPjccE/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf2FyoG9dhI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ehBmslPjccE/s400/mini-IMG_0513.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043334262531388946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-8020648102232378682?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/8020648102232378682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=8020648102232378682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/8020648102232378682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/8020648102232378682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/03/muniji-rastejo.html' title='Muniji rastejo'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf2GEYG9dlI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Mhg0EfbCz5Q/s72-c/mini-IMG_0533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-1180081374262892544</id><published>2007-03-17T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T11:41:49.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Končno</title><content type='html'>Končno mi je ratalo. Tk dolgo sm se spravlo dans sm pa šel. Na Uršljo goro. Yeah baby. Zjutraj sm ob sedmih ž vstal pa se mi zdi da so me doma bol čudno gledali, ko pa da bi do enih spal. No pa hitro en sendvič pa jabolko v rukzak pa gremo. Do ledin z avtom pole pa peš naprej, pa itak sm vsako havdo pa kamenček sliko kar se mi je dopadlo. Tk da sm celo uro od ledin gr hodo. Gra pa en čajček pa nazaj do ledin. No pa še na firmo sm šov pole ko sm mro neki narest, popoldne pa grem še plavat malo pa morda še v savno. Všeč so mi take sobote ko sm poln energije.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf2HxoG9dqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/eOgiaFCLokQ/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf2HxoG9dqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/eOgiaFCLokQ/s400/mini-IMG_0498.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043336444374775458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf2Ht4G9dpI/AAAAAAAAAFU/p-z17-6eKAg/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf2Ht4G9dpI/AAAAAAAAAFU/p-z17-6eKAg/s400/mini-IMG_0495.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043336379950266002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf2HqoG9doI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Eq5om88n9lg/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf2HqoG9doI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Eq5om88n9lg/s400/mini-IMG_0493.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043336324115691138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf2HloG9dnI/AAAAAAAAAFE/6t3wCT62-Hs/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf2HloG9dnI/AAAAAAAAAFE/6t3wCT62-Hs/s400/mini-IMG_0476.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043336238216345202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf2HgYG9dmI/AAAAAAAAAE8/sBQLcCPZUnE/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf2HgYG9dmI/AAAAAAAAAE8/sBQLcCPZUnE/s400/mini-IMG_0468.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043336148022031970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-1180081374262892544?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/1180081374262892544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=1180081374262892544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/1180081374262892544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/1180081374262892544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/03/konno.html' title='Končno'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rf2HxoG9dqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/eOgiaFCLokQ/s72-c/mini-IMG_0498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-4202072251767412447</id><published>2007-03-14T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T14:32:58.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La vita e bella my ass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rfhp5oG9dbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/akyx28xPAOs/s1600-h/sadDog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rfhp5oG9dbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/akyx28xPAOs/s400/sadDog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041896221581342130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sploh ne vem ka je los. Sm jezen pa ne vem na koga. Slabe volje pa ne vem zakaj. Vem, sam da ni lahko komo, ki mi pride nasproti ko sm tak. Pomladanska melanholija, pa sploh ni melanholija. Vem sam to da se miserable počutim pa upam, da bo hitro minlo. No nem več komentiro, ko se mi ne da. Hvala bogo sam, da mam polno zapolnjeno življenje, pa čeprav ne vedno z aktivnostmi, ki so mi čisto po volji, pa vseeno je mašilo časa, da manj študiram na sbe. Grem spat zaj ko sm si ž preveč cajta posto za razglabljanje. No pa upam vsaj da bo ju3 s5 tako ql vreme ko vsaj na piciklo pa pri športo uživam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RfhpwYG9daI/AAAAAAAAADI/g5e0W3Z6-ZU/s1600-h/Lonely+Sad+and+Angry+Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RfhpwYG9daI/AAAAAAAAADI/g5e0W3Z6-ZU/s400/Lonely+Sad+and+Angry+Cover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041896062667552162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-4202072251767412447?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/4202072251767412447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=4202072251767412447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/4202072251767412447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/4202072251767412447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/03/la-vita-e-bella-my-ass.html' title='La vita e bella my ass'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rfhp5oG9dbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/akyx28xPAOs/s72-c/sadDog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-2775841409520843932</id><published>2007-03-12T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T11:59:23.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moje Ravne na Koroškem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RfWjBYG9dZI/AAAAAAAAADA/PYdoGQRdNU0/s1600-h/sl12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RfWjBYG9dZI/AAAAAAAAADA/PYdoGQRdNU0/s400/sl12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041114601957979538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RfWi9IG9dYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/iE4sKCxGvq4/s1600-h/sl10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RfWi9IG9dYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/iE4sKCxGvq4/s400/sl10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041114528943535490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ravne ležijo ob spodnjem delu reke Meže, pod mogočno Uršljo goro.&lt;br /&gt;Mesto, znano po večstoletni železarski in jeklarski tradiciji, se je vse do konca druge svetovne vojne imenovalo Guštanj. Ime Gutenstein je prvič zapisano leta 1248. Takrat se je ob sotočju reke Meže in potoka Suha začel ob stari antični cesti razvijati značilen srednjeveški trg.&lt;br /&gt;Jedro  Raven obsega nekdanji trg Guštanj, na južni terasi je zraslo urbano industrijsko naselje ČEČOVJE.Na vzhodni terasi se razprostira naselje  Javornik – Šance.&lt;br /&gt;Na geografsko razgibanem območju mesta Raven je ohranjena izjemno pestra kulturna dediščina, arheološka, zgodovinska, umetnostno - zgodovinska, etnološka in tehniška.&lt;br /&gt;Številni spomeniki so dokumenti časa in govorijo zgodbe o življenju ob reki Meži še pred prihodom Rimljanov.Izkopanine hranijo v Koroškem muzeju na Ravnah.Tu si lahko ogledate bogato etnografsko zbirko.&lt;br /&gt;Na terasi Na gradu  stoji grad Ravne, najpomembnejši kulturno-zgodovinski spomenik v občini.Danes je v njem Koroška osrednja knjižnica dr.Franca Sušnika, Prežihova spominska soba in umetnostna galerija. Knjižnica se ponaša z bogatim  knjižnim fondom, z domoznansko zbirko in z dragocenimi dokumenti, med katerimi ima posebno mesto Dalmatinova biblija iz 16. stoletja. &lt;br /&gt;V ravenskem parku je tik ob gradu spomenik velikemu pisatelju Prežihovemu Vorancu.V parku najdemo tudi  litopunkturni steber s čudovitim kozmogramom.&lt;br /&gt;Znamenitost Raven so enkratne jeklene umetniške skulpture Forma viva, delo tridesetih umetnikov iz petnajstih držav, ki so nastale v okviru mednarodnih kiparskih simpozijev v letih 1964 – 1989. Večina teh skulptur bogati arhitekturno podobo mesta Ravne na Koroškem in okoliških krajev.&lt;br /&gt;Na apnenčasti kopi nad trškim jedrom stoji poznoromanska cerkev sv.Evgidija z bogato baročno opremo. Na zahodnem delu mesta  stoji cerkev sv. Antona Puščavnika iz 15.stoletja.&lt;br /&gt;Le tri kilometre iz mesta se nad vasico Kotlje dviga Preški vrh, kjer so še vidni sledovi turških šanc  ter  Prežihova bajta, muzej pisatelja Lovra Kuharja - Prežihovega Voranca.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-2775841409520843932?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/2775841409520843932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=2775841409520843932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/2775841409520843932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/2775841409520843932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/03/moje-ravne-na-korokem.html' title='Moje Ravne na Koroškem'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RfWjBYG9dZI/AAAAAAAAADA/PYdoGQRdNU0/s72-c/sl12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-2310000072828374279</id><published>2007-03-10T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T03:04:54.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kk pa lep dan</title><content type='html'>A ni lep dan? Včeraj v petek sm bil doma, nisem šel kam ven. Ja prav ste prebrali, doma sm bil. In se zbudim dans že ob pol osmih. Grem na balkon in prvo kar mi je šinlo v glavo, je blo to, da če je uredo gavda js tak čas šele domov hodim. Naslednja misel je bla pa:`UUUUU a tk zgleda sobota zjutraj. Heh. Kaj bom zdaj delal? Najprej sms. Kava ob pol desetih. To je že zdaj tak utečen ritual, ki ga mamo s par prijatli, da se v soboto dopoldne dobimo v Mercatorju ter predebatiramo pretekli teden, pa si malo učke napasemo na fletnih dečvah ko hodijo po nakupih. Pa sami tot nakupimo kaj če smo že gra. No dans sm mev pa že pred tem en kafe, ko je kolega dčvo plo ko maturo piše pole se je pa na mne spomno pa sma šla na kafe. Sneška me je kr tk pogledva, ka js ž ob devetih zjutraj v soboto delam v Havani. Ja rana ura, zlata ura. Čeprav mni je bolj blizu tti: Rana ura slovenskih fantov grob. hahaha. Pole pa pridem domo naspidiran od kafejev sm pa malo po mojem voznem parku pogledo. Drek. Dobesedno. Šlavh vn pa gobo pa gremo naši. Sm pa zdaj eno uro pa pol skor picikl pa avto puco. Sam kk se pa svetita oba zdaj. Picikl bo tk popoldne usran, ko grem na eno turo pa sm talent da vedno najbolj drekasto cesto vzamem. No sicer mi je pa fajn to, malo packe pa tk al tk ne škodi. Bol je usrano bolj fajn je. Torej me čaka z adrenalinom nabito popoldne. Ja res uživam če je tk lepo sončno vreme. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RfKQSYG9dWI/AAAAAAAAACo/6TOMw1E-yeI/s1600-h/mini-avto.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RfKQSYG9dWI/AAAAAAAAACo/6TOMw1E-yeI/s400/mini-avto.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040249578364695906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne gledat direkt v sliko, ko se preveč sveti. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RfKQl4G9dXI/AAAAAAAAACw/EhuvJpP8j1Y/s1600-h/mini-picikl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RfKQl4G9dXI/AAAAAAAAACw/EhuvJpP8j1Y/s400/mini-picikl.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040249913372145010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moj picikl. Po dolgem času se spet vidi kake barve je.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-2310000072828374279?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/2310000072828374279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=2310000072828374279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/2310000072828374279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/2310000072828374279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/03/kk-pa-lep-dan.html' title='Kk pa lep dan'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RfKQSYG9dWI/AAAAAAAAACo/6TOMw1E-yeI/s72-c/mini-avto.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-2098384065387336992</id><published>2007-03-09T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T06:11:31.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Večna čakanja</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RfFjvYG9dVI/AAAAAAAAACg/Gz1RtrRk9To/s1600-h/waiting.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RfFjvYG9dVI/AAAAAAAAACg/Gz1RtrRk9To/s400/waiting.bmp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039919123580941650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zdi se mi, da celo življenje skoz neki čakamo. Najprej čakaš devet mescov, da sploh prideš na ta svet, pole čakaš na prvi zob, na to, da znaš sam na wc. No pole čakaš na prvi razred, na prvo oceno, prvo ljubezen, pa spet čakanja pri zdravniku, v vrsti za kino. Nato je čakanje na prvi seks, prvo službo, prvo plačo pa pole vsako naslednjo plačo. Pa čakanja da bo konc predavanja, službe pa da bi se že začel vikend. Se mi zdi, da sem tak vikend človek. Vseh pet delovnih dni kr tk zvodeni mimo mene, ker si vsak dan mislim:`A bo že prišel PETEK???` Pa pole še vikend ni tisto, kar sm pričakoval pa je tk cel tedn v ku..o. Se bom mro navadit, da bom znal uživat vsak trenutek posebej, vsako dano minuto. Yeah right. Js pa tak. Pa saj sam sebi ne verjamem tega. Mah treba bo iz tega čakanja potegnit neki pozitivnega al pa živet enako naprej. No zdaj je petek, dočakal sem ga, zdaj pa bom spet čakal na nekaj novega. Morda na to, da bom videl kako osebo, ki bi jo rad vido al pa trenutno čakam da bo ura dost, da grem v fitnes, tam pa mam pole čas razmišljat o takih tumarijah ki jih zdaj pišem. no mejte se.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-2098384065387336992?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/2098384065387336992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=2098384065387336992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/2098384065387336992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/2098384065387336992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/03/vena-akanja.html' title='Večna čakanja'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RfFjvYG9dVI/AAAAAAAAACg/Gz1RtrRk9To/s72-c/waiting.bmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-2781957189292329898</id><published>2007-03-06T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T07:21:04.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zvončki pa muniji.</title><content type='html'>Ja na lepem placu sm doma. Naša parcela je že čisto pomladna pa fuuul je lepo. Pa ponavadi nism za havdo (rože)današnji pogled po sadovnjaku pa mi je kr polepšal dan. Da ne povem, kaj mamo pa v garaži. Ma kaki, ne avto. Zajčke mamo male. Ful so lubiji. Pa itak me cota ko je pomlaaaaaaaaaaad. No poglejte rožice pa zajčke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Re2FoZbAXnI/AAAAAAAAABo/j-AslFk3bIk/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Re2FoZbAXnI/AAAAAAAAABo/j-AslFk3bIk/s400/mini-IMG_0409.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038830487162871410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Re2FxZbAXoI/AAAAAAAAABw/tnepTws7ZBM/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Re2FxZbAXoI/AAAAAAAAABw/tnepTws7ZBM/s400/mini-IMG_0411.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038830641781694082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Re2F95bAXpI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rBDrmVrXvrU/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Re2F95bAXpI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rBDrmVrXvrU/s400/mini-IMG_0413.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038830856530058898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Re2GFJbAXqI/AAAAAAAAACA/lMwsI9XnFy8/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Re2GFJbAXqI/AAAAAAAAACA/lMwsI9XnFy8/s400/mini-IMG_0417.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038830981084110498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Re2GQJbAXrI/AAAAAAAAACI/z7X8AfoH30g/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Re2GQJbAXrI/AAAAAAAAACI/z7X8AfoH30g/s400/mini-IMG_0421.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038831170062671538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Re2GXpbAXsI/AAAAAAAAACQ/WszVQ6ksQ8k/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Re2GXpbAXsI/AAAAAAAAACQ/WszVQ6ksQ8k/s400/mini-IMG_0429.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038831298911690434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Re2GfpbAXtI/AAAAAAAAACY/M6HXNhehSEQ/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Re2GfpbAXtI/AAAAAAAAACY/M6HXNhehSEQ/s400/mini-IMG_0431.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038831436350643922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-2781957189292329898?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/2781957189292329898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=2781957189292329898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/2781957189292329898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/2781957189292329898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/03/zvonki-pa-muniji.html' title='Zvončki pa muniji.'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Re2FoZbAXnI/AAAAAAAAABo/j-AslFk3bIk/s72-c/mini-IMG_0409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-1148910412529539141</id><published>2007-03-04T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T09:11:44.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kak pa vikend!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RerZ8vPSPqI/AAAAAAAAABg/1j7-bQ41SkE/s1600-h/mini-IMG_0385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RerZ8vPSPqI/AAAAAAAAABg/1j7-bQ41SkE/s400/mini-IMG_0385.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038078770663276194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="180" height="23"  bgcolor="#ECECEC"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fpicinyuszi.uw.hu%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2F11%20-%20Goo%20Goo%20Dolls%20-%20Iris.rbs&amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nedelja popoldnejs pa za računalniku na eno oko mižim, da sploh monitor uredo vidim. Ja lep a naporen vikend je za mano. začelo se je vse v petek pri Otono doma. Smo 3je obrnali liter vodke preden, da smo sploh vn šli. V Havani pa Preši smo pa tk pili pole kot da bi obstoj celotnega človeštva bil odvisen od količine popitega alkohola.No pole sm pa še enga na konc čečovja mro domo šlepat, ker se ga je sroti napil preveč. No pole je pa tu sobota. Spal, plaval zvečer pa sem šel na koncert Katalene v narodni dom Mežica. Fuuuul je blo fajn. No naslednja postaja je bil DTK, kjer je marchiotti praznoval rojstni dan. Bil sm pa glih dvajst minut gra ko sm moral pole it v prešo slikat. No grem js domo, da se spreoblečem, ker v reklco pa res nem po Preši flanco okolo. In si rečem, da nem pil, ker sm tanov fotoaparat mev zravno in ga je škoda. Heh, nem pil ja. V Preši fenomenalna gavda pa še folk je bil ful uredo pa sm se ga spet malo nafajhto. Pa še v Rožmarina sm pole šov da sm s5 ob pol šestih domo pršo. Pole pa najprej slike dolzloadat pa pogledat, ko itak nč nism vido več. No dans so pa bolečine. No sam neki je pa. Nism en tistih ljudi, ko se drug dan zbudijo pa pole: NIKOL NEM VEČ PIL. Ko vem, da to ni res. Je pa res hvala bogo da taki ekstremni vikendi pridejo bolj poredko. Ko dans sm glih dve dolžini na bazeno naredo. Voljo pa tako da ni res. Sam ko pa duša hoče, truplo noče. Aja pa mislim, da se bom zaljubo, al pa sm se že malo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/atDModrfMas"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/atDModrfMas" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&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/4918737807755516743-1148910412529539141?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/1148910412529539141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=1148910412529539141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/1148910412529539141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/1148910412529539141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/03/kak-pa-vikend.html' title='Kak pa vikend!!!'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RerZ8vPSPqI/AAAAAAAAABg/1j7-bQ41SkE/s72-c/mini-IMG_0385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-8171760975814262359</id><published>2007-03-03T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T04:33:07.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Za lepši dan</title><content type='html'>ko sem slišal ta smeh mi je kr dan polepšalo. Jamajčan razlaga o Bobu  in ma najbolj odbit smeh kar sm jih kdaj slišal. Morda bo tebi tudi polepšal dan, ali pa vsaj izvabil nasmeh na ustnice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="320"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.mojvideo.com/player/mojvideo.swf?image=http://www.mojvideo.com/startthumb/2_5cab52560349cd65a360.jpg&amp;file=http://www.mojvideo.com/getvideo.php%3Fviewkey%3Dac42f3cfb7d500438b87"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.mojvideo.com/player/mojvideo.swf?image=http://www.mojvideo.com/startthumb/2_5cab52560349cd65a360.jpg&amp;file=http://www.mojvideo.com/getvideo.php%3Fviewkey%3Dac42f3cfb7d500438b87" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="320"&gt;&lt;br /&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/4918737807755516743-8171760975814262359?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/8171760975814262359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=8171760975814262359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/8171760975814262359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/8171760975814262359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/03/za-lepi-dan.html' title='Za lepši dan'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-1275029046240597061</id><published>2007-02-28T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T12:35:19.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LJUBEZEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/ReWjAXPWDqI/AAAAAAAAABU/3kwqPyqqGmA/s1600-h/LJUBp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/ReWjAXPWDqI/AAAAAAAAABU/3kwqPyqqGmA/s400/LJUBp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036610984917470882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mislim, da že slika dovolj pove. Ne da se mi več. Sam ko ne morš kaj. Ko te zabaše si pa brez moči. Sam upaš lahko da bo glas iz glave glasnejši kot pa tisti iz srca.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-1275029046240597061?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/1275029046240597061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=1275029046240597061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/1275029046240597061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/1275029046240597061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/02/ljubezen.html' title='LJUBEZEN'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/ReWjAXPWDqI/AAAAAAAAABU/3kwqPyqqGmA/s72-c/LJUBp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-8339521701137927057</id><published>2007-02-23T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T09:34:15.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOV FOTOAPARAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rd8ldeAZmCI/AAAAAAAAABI/_35rN8s-P8M/s1600-h/Canon_S3_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rd8ldeAZmCI/AAAAAAAAABI/_35rN8s-P8M/s400/Canon_S3_03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034784096624678946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Končno sm se odločo, pa sm si ga kupo. Ta stari sony je sicer še kejkr tejko uredo sam je pa ž dav svoje skoz. Kejko gavd je presliko pa kolkokrat  je bil z mano je  že čas da gre v penzijo. No in sm surfo dva tedna po neto pa iskal neki uredo za slikat. Klico vse kolege ko se kejkr tolko spoznajo na fotoaparate, da bojo slike na kurji uredo pa sm ga najdo. Canon PowerShot S3 is. RRRRRRRRRRRRR zverina. Sicer bo za kake alkoholne gavde še zihr sony sliko bo pa tti za kake bolj kulturne zadeve. Sm ga zalaufo pa kartico(2 giga) nt dav pa študiro. neko čudo tehnike, to pa ni kr tk ko tastar ko si stisno pa kliko, no gam ž nagrunto, pa še bukla je taka zravno ko pa Vojna in mir. Pa ene 8 knjig je zravno. uffff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-8339521701137927057?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/8339521701137927057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=8339521701137927057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/8339521701137927057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/8339521701137927057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/02/nov-fotoaparat.html' title='NOV FOTOAPARAT'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rd8ldeAZmCI/AAAAAAAAABI/_35rN8s-P8M/s72-c/Canon_S3_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-342823648873690770</id><published>2007-02-21T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T12:22:37.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MALI PRINC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rdyp-eAZmBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/bsp630fwFkM/s1600-h/asteroid_v.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rdyp-eAZmBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/bsp630fwFkM/s400/asteroid_v.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034085374165096466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odlomek iz ene za moje pojme najboljših knjig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Dober dan," je rekla lisica.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Dober dan," je odgovoril Mali princ, ki je vstal, a ni nic videl.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Tu sem " je rekel glas," pod jablano."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Kdo si?" je rekel Mali princ. "Zelo ljubek si..."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Lisica sem," je rekla lisica.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Igraj se z menoj," je zaprosil Mali princ." Tako zalosten sem..."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Ne morem se igrat s teboj," je dejala lisica. "Nisem udomacena."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Ah, oprosti!" je dejal Mali princ.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nato je pomislil in rekel:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Kaj je to &lt;i&gt;,udomacena'&lt;/i&gt; ?"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Nisi iz teh krajev," je rekla lisica. "Kaj pocnes tod?"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Ljudi iscem," je rekel Mali princ. " Kaj je to ,udomacena' ?"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Ljudje," je rekla lisica , "imajo puske in lovijo. To je zelo nadlezno! Goje tudi kokosi. To jim je edina skrb. Stikas za kokosmi?"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Ne," je rekel mali princ. "Prijateljev iscem. Kaj je to ,udomacena' ?"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"To je nekaj, kar ze dolgo ni vec v rabi," je rekla lisica. "Pomeni pa - &lt;b&gt;ustvarjati vezi&lt;/b&gt;..."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Ustvarjati vezi?"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Kajpak," je rekla lisica. "Za zdaj si zame samo majhen decek, cisto tak kot sto tisoc drugih majhnih deckov. In jaz te ne potrebujem. In ti mene se manj. Zate sem samo lisica med sto tisoc drugih lisic. &lt;b&gt;Ce pa me udomacis, bova drug drugega potrebovala. Ti bos zame edini na svetu. Jaz bom zate edina na svetu."&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Aha, ze razumem," je rekel Mali princ. "Nekje je cvetica... &lt;b&gt;zdi se mi, da me je udomacila&lt;/b&gt;..."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Lahko da," je rekla lisica. "Tu na Zemlji se zgodi marsikaj..."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Oh! Saj ne na Zemlji," je rekel Mali princ.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lisico je zacelo zanimati:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Na kakem drugem planetu?"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Da."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"So tam tudi lovci?"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Ne."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Hm, zanimivo. Pa kokosi?"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Ne."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Nic ni popolno," je vzdihnila lisica.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In je jela razpredati svojo prejsnjo misel:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Moje zivljenje je pusto. Jaz lovim kokosi, ljudje lovijo mene. Vse kokosi so si podobne, prav tako ljudje. Dolg cas, mi je ze. Ce pa bi me udomacil, bi mi v zivljenje posvetilo sonce. Spoznala bi korake, ki bi bili drugacni od drugih. Vsi koraki mi prinasajo smrt. Tvoji pa bi me zvabili iz brloga kot pesem. Poglej! Vidis tam doli zitna polja? Ne jem kruha. Kaj bi z zitom? Zitna polja me ne spominjajo na nic. In to je zalostno! Tvoji lasje pa so zlati kot zito. Ah, kako bi bilo lepo, ce bi me udomacil! Zito, ki je zlato, bi me spominjalo nate. Ljubila bi celo veter v zitu..."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lisica je umolknila in dolgo gledala Malega princa.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Prosim... udomaci me," je rekla.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Prav rad," je odgovoril Mali princ, "le casa imam malo. Prijatelje moram najti in spoznati se marsikaj."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Le tisto spoznas, kar udomacis," je rekla lisica. "&lt;b&gt;Ljudje si ne vzamejo casa, da bi sploh kaj spoznali.&lt;/b&gt; Pri trgovcih kupujejo kar izgotovljene predmete. &lt;b&gt;Ker pa ni trgovcev, ki bi prodajali prijatelje, ljudje nimajo vec prijateljev.&lt;/b&gt; Ce bi rad imel prijatelja, me udomaci!"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"In kako se to stori?" je rekel Mali princ.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Zelo potrpezljiv je treba biti, " je odgovorila lisica. "Skraja bos sedel v travi bolj stran od mene - takole. Zdaj pa zdaj te bom od strani pogledala, ti pa se ne smes oglasiti. &lt;b&gt;Besede so izvir nesporazumov.&lt;/b&gt; Toda vsak dan bos lahko prisedel blize..."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drugo jutro je mali pric spet prisel.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Pridi raje vselej ob isti uri,"je dejala lisica. Ce bos prihajal ob stirih popoldne, te bom vznemirjena pricakovala ob treh. Bolj ko se bo blizal cas, srecnejsa bom. Ob stirih bom nestrpna in nemirna; cutila bom, kako je sreca dragocena. Ce pa bos prihajal, ne da bi vedela kdaj, potem ne bom vedela, kdaj naj zacnem biti srecna... Ceremonije so potrebne."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Kaj je to ceremonija?" je vprasal Mali princ.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Tudi to je nekaj, kar ze skoraj ni vec v rabi," je rekla lisica. "To je tisto, zaradi cesar je kak dan drugacen, kot so drugi dnevi, kaksna ura drugacna kot so druge. Ceremonijo imajo na primer moji lovci. Ob cetrtkih plesejo z vaskimi dekleti. Cetrtek je torej cudovit dan! Takrat grem na spehod tja do vinograda. Ce pa bi lovci plesali kadarkoli, bi bili vsi dnevi enaki in jaz ne bi imela nobenih pocitnic."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tako je Mali princ udomacil lisico. Ko pa je prisla ura slovesa, je lisica rekla:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Ah, jokala bom..."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Nic ne morem za to," je odgovoril Mali princ, "Saj te nisem silil, ti si hotela, naj te udomacim."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Seveda," je dejala lisica.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Toda ti bos jokala!" je rekel Mali princ.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Seveda," je rekla lisica.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Torej nisi s tem nic pridobila!"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Pridobila," je dejala lisica, "zaradi psenicne barve."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Potem je dodala:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Pojdi spet k vrtnicam. Zdaj ves, zakaj je tvoja vrtnica edina na svetu. potem se vrni, da se posloviva, in jaz ti bom podarila skrivnost."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mali princ je stopil k vrtnicam.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Cisto nic niste podobne moji vrtnici, ve niste se cisto nic," jim je dejal. "Nihce vas se ni udomacil in ve niste nikogar udomacile. Take ste, kot je moja lisica. Bila je samo lisica med tisoc drugimi lisicami. Toda odkar sva se sprijateljila je ni na svetu take, kot je ona."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In vrtnice so bile v veliki zadregi.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Lepe ste ampak prazne,"&lt;/i&gt; je nadaljeval. &lt;i&gt;"Zaradi vas nihce ne bi sel v smrt. Seveda popotnik bi mislil, da ni razlike med vami in mojo vrtnico. Toda imenitnejsa je, kot ve vse skupaj, zakaj ona je tista, ki sem jo zalival, ona je tista, ki sem jo pokrival, ona, ki sem jo varoval pred vetrom. Zakaj ona je tista, zaradi katere sem unicil gosenice (razen dveh ali treh, da bi se iz jih razvili metuji). Zato ker je ona tista, ki sem jo cul pritozevati se ali se bahati, vcasih pa tudi molcati. Dragocena je zato, ker je moja."&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In se je vrnil k lisici.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Zbogom, je dejal...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Zbogom," je rekla lisica. Cuj mojo skrivnost. Zelo preprosta je :&lt;b&gt; Kdor hoce videti, mora gledati s srcem. Bistvo je ocem nevidno."&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Bistvo je ocem nevidno," je ponovil Mali princ, da bi si zapomnil.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Zaradi casa, ki si ji ga zrtvoval, je tvoja vrtnica tako dragocena."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Zaradi casa, ki sem ji ga zrtvoval..." je ponovil Mali princ, da bi si zapomnil.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Ljudje so to resnico pozabili," je rekla lisica "Toda ti je ne smes pozabiti. Za vedno si odgovoren za tisto, kar si udomacil. Odgovoren si za svojo vrtnico..."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Odgovoren si za svojo vrtnico..." je ponovil mali princ, da bi si zapomnil.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Antoine de Saint-Exupery&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-342823648873690770?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/342823648873690770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=342823648873690770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/342823648873690770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/342823648873690770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/02/mali-princ.html' title='MALI PRINC'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rdyp-eAZmBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/bsp630fwFkM/s72-c/asteroid_v.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-5645624989792130131</id><published>2007-02-20T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T13:08:39.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moj najljubši slikar SALVADOR DALI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RdtjSeAZmAI/AAAAAAAAAAw/XUUrm3DdqYQ/s1600-h/The+Persistence+of+Memory,+1931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RdtjSeAZmAI/AAAAAAAAAAw/XUUrm3DdqYQ/s400/The+Persistence+of+Memory,+1931.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033726177460197378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Salvador Domenec Felip Jacint Dalí Domenech&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sl.wikipedia.org/wiki/%C5%A0panci" title="Španci"&gt;španski&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://sl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Slikar" title="Slikar"&gt;slikar&lt;/a&gt;, * &lt;a href="http://sl.wikipedia.org/wiki/11._maj" title="11. maj"&gt;11. maj&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://sl.wikipedia.org/wiki/1904" title="1904"&gt;1904&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sl.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Figueres&amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Figueres"&gt;Figueres&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sl.wikipedia.org/wiki/%C5%A0panija" title="Španija"&gt;Španija&lt;/a&gt;, † &lt;a href="http://sl.wikipedia.org/wiki/23._januar" title="23. januar"&gt;23. januar&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://sl.wikipedia.org/wiki/1989" title="1989"&gt;1989&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ekscentrični &lt;a href="http://sl.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Katalonci&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Katalonci"&gt;katalonski&lt;/a&gt; umetnik je bil najbolj poznan po svojih &lt;a href="http://sl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nadrealizem" title="Nadrealizem"&gt;nadrealističnih&lt;/a&gt; delih.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Znan po svojih dolgih &lt;a href="http://sl.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Brki&amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Brki"&gt;brkih&lt;/a&gt;, ki si jih je pustil rasti zelo zgodaj, zanje je trdil, da se preko njih pogovarja z &lt;a href="http://sl.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Nezemljani&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Nezemljani"&gt;vesoljci&lt;/a&gt;. V otroštvu je bil huda zgaga, v šoli ni kaj dosti poslušal, edino kar ga je zanimalo je bilo &lt;a href="http://sl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Slikarstvo" title="Slikarstvo"&gt;slikarstvo&lt;/a&gt;. Na tem področju je bil zelo priden, saj je ustvaril približno 1500 slik, v kar niso vštete kostumografije, ilustracije, skice, scenografije…naredil je tudi &lt;a href="http://sl.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Animirani_film&amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Animirani film"&gt;animirani film&lt;/a&gt; Destino, za &lt;a href="http://sl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Walt_Disney" title="Walt Disney"&gt;Walt Disney-a&lt;/a&gt;. Ljubezen njegovega življenja je bila 11 let starejša &lt;a href="http://sl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rusi" title="Rusi"&gt;Rusinja&lt;/a&gt; Gala, ki mu jo je kot svojo ženo predstavil njegov prijatelj. Gala je bila njegova &lt;a href="http://sl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Muza" title="Muza"&gt;muza&lt;/a&gt;, vodila je računovodstvo in knjigovodstvo, spodbujala ga je k ustvarjanju, kasneje tudi h komercializaciji njegovih del. Imela je veliko ljubimcev, Salvadorja pa to ni preveč motilo, saj ji je kupil &lt;a href="http://sl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grad" title="Grad"&gt;grad&lt;/a&gt;, v katerem se je po mili volji lahko zabavala z njimi. Po Galini smrti, ni imel več navdiha, po svetu je hodil kot živa &lt;a href="http://sl.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Prikazen&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Prikazen"&gt;prikazen&lt;/a&gt;, preživotaril je zadnja leta svojega življenja.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-5645624989792130131?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/5645624989792130131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=5645624989792130131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/5645624989792130131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/5645624989792130131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/02/moj-najljubi-slikar-salvador-dali.html' title='Moj najljubši slikar SALVADOR DALI'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RdtjSeAZmAI/AAAAAAAAAAw/XUUrm3DdqYQ/s72-c/The+Persistence+of+Memory,+1931.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-1227047255257748482</id><published>2007-02-20T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T12:48:55.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vampirji</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RdteAeAZl_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/0MjdvRqT3QA/s1600-h/vampires_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RdteAeAZl_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/0MjdvRqT3QA/s400/vampires_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033720370664413170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:85%;" &gt;Mene že skoz fascinira ta mit o vampirjih. Zato majhen opis le teh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:85%;" &gt; Vampir je v fantaziji nemrtev (undead). To ne pomeni , da je živ ali mrtev, ampak nekaj vmes. Verjetno je, da vampirji obstajajo v dveh dimenzijah; v naši in še eni, ki omogoča, da se vampir ne spremeni v truplo. Večina organov v njihovih telesih ne deluje več izjemi sta&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;srce in možgani. Ker nimajo drugih organov morajo preprečevati,da bi njihova kri postala nečista. To delajo s prehranjevanjem s svežo krvjo. Sveža kri da vampirju moči, ki jih ne bi imeli, če bi predolgo ostali brez sveže krvi. Zasvojeni so s krvjo. Hranijo se lahko tudi do nekajkrat na noč, da le potešijo telesno in duševno (zasvojenost) potrebo po krvi. Če ne konzumirajo dovolj krvi se začne njihova kožo razkrojevati, zgleda tudi kot bi se starali (to razloži zakaj na začetku filma Drakula, Drakula izgleda kot star mož, ponoči pa izgleda veliko mlajše). Brez krvi je vampir bolj ranljiv. Večina njegovih moči&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;deluje le kadar ima dovolj sveže krvi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;So zelo bledi. Njihova koža ima nekaj barve le ko se najejo, a ta barva hitro izgine. Njihove oči so globoke, imajo temne očesne jamice. Njihove oči se od navadnih razlikujejo po tem, da medlo svetijo v temi. Njihove ustnice so polne in obarvane rdeče. Najbrž največja značilnost vampirjev so njihovi podočnjaki. Pa vendar ta vampirjev začitni znak izvira iz filmov. Po ljudskem izročilu vampirji niso nikoli imeli izrazitih podočnjakov. Vzhodno evropski in ruski vampirji naj bi imeli na konici jezika trn, s katerim so izvrtali luknjo v svoj plen. Nekaterim vampirjem se podočnjaki povečajo, ko so lačni. Ti podočnjaki so postali del vampirjevih najbolj pomembnih kvalitet, ampak izvori še bodo odkriti.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;Obleka je za vampirje nekaj zelo pomembnega. Nekateri se prilagodijo oblekam, ki so moderne v času v katerem živijo, drugi pa prisegajo na staromoden izgled, a v vseh primerih so ponosni na svoj izgled. Nekateri se oblačijo v svetla oblačila, medtem ko so drugi zaviti v črnino. Goti in druge kulturne skupine so posvojile temni izgled. To ne velja &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;za vse vampirje, še posebej v družbenih itročilih to ne velja. Nekateri izgledajo, kot pol človek, pol zver. Takšne najdemo na Kitajskem. Navadni ljudje si predstavljajo vampirje v oblekah iz zgodnjega 18. stoletja ali pa oblečene kot aristokrate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-1227047255257748482?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/1227047255257748482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=1227047255257748482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/1227047255257748482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/1227047255257748482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-8749917123653527184</id><published>2007-02-19T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T09:45:00.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The phantom of the opera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rdnh0OAZl-I/AAAAAAAAAAY/YbdH_wl1w24/s1600-h/las-vegas-shows-phantom-of-the-opera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rdnh0OAZl-I/AAAAAAAAAAY/YbdH_wl1w24/s400/las-vegas-shows-phantom-of-the-opera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033302345792460770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zame verjetno najboljši mjuzikl kar jih je. Vedno, ko poslušam to mojstrovino Andrew Lloyd Webbera dobim kurjo kožo. Pa to pri mni ne zgleda glih lepo. No pač šalo na stran. Tudi zgodba sama je takšna, da ti da mislit malo o tem, kakšen bi naj bil naš odnos do nošenja mask. Ne samo fizično, ampak tudi maske, za katerimi skrivamo svoj pravi JAZ. Saj je včasih kar najlažje biti nekaj kar nisi, kot pa pokazati in se razgaliti pred ljudmi, ki te lahko prizadanejo in ranijo. A konc koncev bi morali priti do spoznanja, da smo le takšni kot smo najlepši in če nas ljudje ne sprejmejo takšnih kot smo, so si pač sami krivi. Pa še mali opis sam bo v angleščini, ker se mi niti približno ne da prevajat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Phantom of the Opera&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Musical_theater" title="Musical theater"&gt;musical&lt;/a&gt; with a book by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andrew_Lloyd_Webber" title="Andrew Lloyd Webber"&gt;Andrew Lloyd Webber&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Richard_Stilgoe" title="Richard Stilgoe"&gt;Richard Stilgoe&lt;/a&gt;, lyrics by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_Hart_%28lyricist%29" title="Charles Hart (lyricist)"&gt;Charles Hart&lt;/a&gt;, and music by Lloyd Webber.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Based on the novel &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Phantom_of_the_Opera" title="The Phantom of the Opera"&gt;The Phantom of the Opera&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gaston_Leroux" title="Gaston Leroux"&gt;Gaston Leroux&lt;/a&gt;, it focuses on a beautiful singer &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christine_Daa%C3%A9" title="Christine Daaé"&gt;Christine Daaé&lt;/a&gt; as she is seduced by a mysterious disfigured musical genius known as "The Phantom of the Opera". The Phantom lives beneath the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Palais_Garnier" title="Palais Garnier"&gt;Paris Opera&lt;/a&gt; and terrorizes those who work there, demanding Christine be the star of the theatre's productions. When the young singer rebuffs the Phantom's advances and her lover Raoul intervenes, the Phantom sets no limits in his quest for revenge and Christine's love.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Phantom of the Opera&lt;/i&gt; was inspired by a different musical version of the same story by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ken_Hill" title="Ken Hill"&gt;Ken Hill&lt;/a&gt;, which Lloyd Webber saw at the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Theatre_Royal_Stratford_East" title="Theatre Royal Stratford East"&gt;Theatre Royal Stratford East&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1984" title="1984"&gt;1984&lt;/a&gt;. The music for Lloyd Webber's version was composed specifically for the voice of his then-wife &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sarah_Brightman" title="Sarah Brightman"&gt;Sarah Brightman&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 class="firstHeading"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-8749917123653527184?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/8749917123653527184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=8749917123653527184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/8749917123653527184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/8749917123653527184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/02/phantom-of-opera.html' title='The phantom of the opera'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/Rdnh0OAZl-I/AAAAAAAAAAY/YbdH_wl1w24/s72-c/las-vegas-shows-phantom-of-the-opera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-6526509515666831216</id><published>2007-02-19T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T09:10:03.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Na Kataleno grem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RdnZ3eAZl9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/jQImafC8sGo/s1600-h/katalena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RdnZ3eAZl9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/jQImafC8sGo/s320/katalena.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033293605534013394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taaaaadaaaa. 03.03. grem pa v mežico na Kataleno. Komaj čakam, da bo spet malo kulture prišlo v moje življenje. Glih danes sem si karto kupil. Najprej sm mislo, da bi koga povabil zravno, pole pa sm dognal, da verjetno ne poznam koga, ki bi tudi poslušal to. Bom pač sam užival ob poslušanju malo drugačne glasbe. Sam da ni Saša Lendero.&lt;br /&gt;Pa še nekaj malega o skupini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V poglavju sodobne slovenske popularne glasbe lahko Kataleno označimo za nič drugega kot fenomen.&lt;br /&gt;Zgodba te mestne legende se je začela leta 2001 v idilični vasici na jugovzhodu Slovenije, kjer je šest entuziastov odkrilo arhivski folklorni material in pomladilo njegovo zarjavelo podobo z art rock, funk, jazz in blues primesmi ter z njihovo osebno noto mladostnega pogleda, ki je bil ravno toliko filozofski kot je bil glasbeni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odziv tistih privilegiranih, ki so imeli stik z glasbo šesterice na začetku, je kmalu prerasel originalno idejo po enem poskusu predelave in tako so v mesecih in letih, ki so sledili, sinovi in hčere Katalene kot strela z jasnega zavzeli odre najbolj pomembnih festivalov, koncertnih hal in klubov doma in po tujini.&lt;br /&gt;V petih letih je skupina rodila tri pogrutavščine – (Z)godbe (2002), Babje leto (2004) in Kmečka ohcet (2006). Vsi albumi so bili deležni velike pozornosti med glasbenimi kritiki, ki jih še danes ne znajo kategorizirati, obstoječe folklorne teorije postavili na glavo ter mnogo nejevernih Tomažev spreobrnili v ljubitelje folk glasbe.&lt;br /&gt;Kombinacija najboljše slovenske tradicionalne glasbe, skrbno izbrane iz arhivov, pesmaric in starih vinilnih plošč s trdnimi rock ritmi, funk nabojem ter z zavidanjem vrednimi aranžmaji je naredila unikaten post-folk rock stil, ki predstavlja glasbeno zapuščino slovenskih regij v povsem novi luči. Vse skupaj je z dinamičnimi in poživljajočimi električnimi inštrumenti, ki božajo očarljivo petje, preneseno na oder v plesni in glasbeni nastop, ki očara tudi glasbeno najbolj razvajena ušesa.&lt;br /&gt;Katalena - vsekakor najbolj navdihujoč glas slovenske folk glasbe 21. stoletja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN JAZ JIH GREM POSLUŠAT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-6526509515666831216?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/6526509515666831216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=6526509515666831216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/6526509515666831216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/6526509515666831216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/02/na-kataleno-grem.html' title='Na Kataleno grem'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9wPT6gsiYs/RdnZ3eAZl9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/jQImafC8sGo/s72-c/katalena.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918737807755516743.post-6975609755817005001</id><published>2007-02-18T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T12:27:29.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pa sm ga tudi js naredo</title><content type='html'>zgleda, da je res moderno, da maš blog danes. No in zakaj nebi bil tud js moderen. Kot da že nimam z Kurjo dojst dela bom zdaj še tu malo pisal pa bluzo. No če se mi bo dalo glih. Mah neki bo pa ž. Včasih pa prav paše, da si lahko nekje izliješ svojo dušo. Itak smo v času informatike, ko se mi zdi, da vsepreveč izmenjav informacij poteka preko računalnikov in sms-jev. Zdaj sm pa še js s tem blogom pluno na krbit. Čimmanj medčloveških odnosov, saj si lahko pa itak vse o meni preberejo. Ali je to pravi odnos do stvari???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4918737807755516743-6975609755817005001?l=simon-kokica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/feeds/6975609755817005001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4918737807755516743&amp;postID=6975609755817005001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/6975609755817005001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4918737807755516743/posts/default/6975609755817005001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simon-kokica.blogspot.com/2007/02/pa-sm-ga-tudi-js-naredo.html' title='pa sm ga tudi js naredo'/><author><name>kokica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17213130883357242246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
