Restarted work on this website (07-03-2026)
Continuing development and content updates.
The web site update is in progress (21-06-2024)
This web site moves from dynamic php to static (github-hugo) version…
last update (01-03-2019)
I planed to revise all the code and content as both of them are significantly outdated.
The Captain’s Daughter, Aleksandr Sergeyeviç Puskin
Thou distant land, land unknown to me!
Not of my will have I come to thee,
Nor was it my steed that brought me here
I’ve been led to thee by my recklessness,
By my courage and youth and my love for drink.
Creep, Radiohead
When you were here before,
Couldn’t look in the eye
You’re just like an angel, your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather in a beautiful world
I wish I was special, You’re so fuckin’ special
But I’m creep, I’m wierdo
What the hel am I doing here?
I don’t belong here…
Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency, Douglas Adams
Who are you?
I’m Dirk Gently. I’m a private detective
You don’t look like a private detective
Well, no private detective looks like a private detective. That’s one of the first rules of private detection
But if no private detective looks like a private detective, How does a private detective know what it is That he shouldn’t look like?
The Count of Monte Cristo, Alexandre Dumas
My father was the best swordsman in France.
“The Blue Notebook, No. 10”, Daniil Kharms
There lived a redheaded man who had no eyes and no ears.
He didn’t even have hair so that he was called redheaded only as a figure of speech.
He was unable to speak because he had no mouth.
A nose, he didn’t have either.
He didn’t have hands and he didn’t have legs.
And he had no stomach, no back, no spine, and no innards to speak of.
He didn’t have anything!
So that it’s unclear who it is we’re talking about.
In fact, we better change the subject now.