<?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-8593882539900916954</id><updated>2011-12-12T11:10:20.463+02:00</updated><category term='μαϊμού ειδήσεις'/><category term='gay'/><category term='technology'/><category term='podcast'/><category term='news'/><category term='greek'/><category term='english'/><category term='web'/><category term='strip'/><category term='books'/><category term='cell phone'/><category term='music'/><category term='#griots'/><category term='photos'/><category term='links'/><category term='gaming'/><category term='non-comedy'/><category term='sex'/><category term='old people'/><category term='crime'/><category term='family'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='video'/><category term='stand up'/><category term='bureaucracy'/><category term='whining'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Not About the Punchline</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-2386907628178408407</id><published>2009-01-23T14:49:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T16:13:06.650+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><title type='text'>We Have Moved!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please change your bookmarks, links and feeds. You will now find me &lt;a href="http://blog.dukeoglue.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Go! There's an improv/flashmob video &lt;a href="http://blog.dukeoglue.com/?p=62"&gt;waiting for you&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone I met at the 1st &lt;a href="http://podcamp.gr/blog/"&gt;Podcamp&lt;/a&gt; suggested I move from Blogger to Wordpress, sooner rather than later. At the time I thought it was too much of a hassle. After all, Blogger suited me fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I made a Wordpress account for &lt;a href="http://kaitora.wordpress.com"&gt;Και Τώρα...&lt;/a&gt; and was blown away! Like I told a &lt;a href="http://cinemel.blogspot.com/"&gt;friend&lt;/a&gt;, it's like Firefox to Blogger's Netscape Navigator...!&lt;br /&gt;The new blog still has some rough edges -- I'm not done tweaking the layout and categories, yet, so bear with me. Once I'm done, though, it'll be smooth sailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-2386907628178408407?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/2386907628178408407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=2386907628178408407' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/2386907628178408407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/2386907628178408407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-have-moved.html' title='We Have Moved!'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-2003182893286104471</id><published>2009-01-21T19:40:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:03:43.175+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><title type='text'>Both Funny and Not Funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Obama's First 100 Days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JKqfVkk_tSk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JKqfVkk_tSk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edit:&lt;/b&gt; More Inauguration Fun: (courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.theonion.com/"&gt;The Onion&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theonion.com/content/infograph/security_measures_for_the"&gt;Security Measures For The Inauguration&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theonion.com/content/news_briefs/hillary_clinton_mouthing"&gt;Hillary Clinton Mouthing Along To Presidential Oath&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theonion.com/content/news/obama_inauguration_speech_ruined?utm_source=onion_rss_daily"&gt;Obama Inauguration Speech Ruined By Incessant Jackhammering&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-2003182893286104471?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/2003182893286104471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=2003182893286104471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/2003182893286104471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/2003182893286104471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2009/01/both-funny-and-not-funny.html' title='Both Funny and Not Funny'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-7916155064622718022</id><published>2009-01-21T04:04:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T04:20:06.782+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><title type='text'>Change I Need to Believe In</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm tired of hearing people say that "nothing will change" under Obama. As if they know somebody else who would change everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The election of Barack Obama is a historic event in and of itself. No other western country has managed to shatter racial barriers in such a way, and no other western country could, anyway. It's something that confirms my faith in humanity as a whole and fills me with respect and gratitude for the American people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Separate from the event of his election is Barack Obama, the person. Admittedly, expectations are extremely high. It seems inevitable that he will disappoint. Still, that doesn't change the fact that he appears not only to be a sincerely decent human being, but also an extremely charismatic leader. Someone not afraid to admit he's fallible, yet no less able to inspire admiration and hope because of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the course of my lifetime, I don't expect to witness many politicians that I feel are better people than me. Much less heads of state of the most powerful country on the planet. If he fails us, and he very well might, then too bad. For now, though, he inspires me. He compells me to become a better person. He's a leader I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to follow. And that's a feeling so rare that I want to savour and hold on to it for as long as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-7916155064622718022?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/7916155064622718022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=7916155064622718022' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/7916155064622718022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/7916155064622718022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2009/01/change-i-need-to-believe-in.html' title='Change I Need to Believe In'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-321724309407609315</id><published>2009-01-19T04:25:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T05:02:39.350+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='podcast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greek'/><title type='text'>Και τώρα... Και Τώρα!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ανέβηκε (επιτέλους) το πρώτο επεισόδιο του podcast που ξεκινήσαμε με τον &lt;a href="http://www.standupcomedy.gr/03.actor_atzarakis.html"&gt;Διονύση Ατζαράκη&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Είναι αστείο!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Θα το βρείτε &lt;a href="http://kaitora.wordpress.com/"&gt;εδώ&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(Ψηφίστε εμένα!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-321724309407609315?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/321724309407609315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=321724309407609315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/321724309407609315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/321724309407609315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='Και τώρα... Και Τώρα!'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-2371092311399719120</id><published>2009-01-12T17:33:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T17:39:16.060+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><title type='text'>The Bridess Prince</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/SWtjEGUFM_I/AAAAAAAAAa8/_ihc81EiSho/s1600-h/pb20thambi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/SWtjEGUFM_I/AAAAAAAAAa8/_ihc81EiSho/s320/pb20thambi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290431109342245874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cover of the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B000TJBNHG/downandoutint-20"&gt;20th Anniversary Edition of the Princess Bride DVD&lt;/a&gt; is absolutely amazing! It reads both ways! I want this &lt;b&gt;so&lt;/b&gt; badly. Too bad it lacks the features (and 2nd disc) of the &lt;a href="http://www.play.com/DVD/DVD/4-/6172247/The-Princess-Bride-Special-Edition/Product.html"&gt;special edition&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://www.boingboing.net/"&gt;BoingBoing&lt;/a&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://justinsomnia.org/"&gt;Justin&lt;/a&gt;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-2371092311399719120?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/2371092311399719120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=2371092311399719120' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/2371092311399719120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/2371092311399719120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2009/01/bridess-prince.html' title='The Bridess Prince'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/SWtjEGUFM_I/AAAAAAAAAa8/_ihc81EiSho/s72-c/pb20thambi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-801614706516311884</id><published>2009-01-10T03:48:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T04:24:23.442+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><title type='text'>Things that renew my faith in humanity #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I took part in the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8fKhaR15lEE&amp;NR=1"&gt;Erasmus Freeze&lt;/a&gt; at Ermou street in Athens (you can actually see me at 6:15, sitting on the far left) about a month ago. For all I know, it was the first flashmob event of its kind in Greece, after which people started organising "freezes" all over the place (understandable, considering how much fun we had).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first came across the idea of freezing in place in &lt;a href="http://improveverywhere.com/2008/01/31/frozen-grand-central/"&gt;this video&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Improv Everywhere&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Over the past few years, they've organised lots of inspired stunts, including pretending to move in &lt;a href="http://improveverywhere.com/2006/08/19/slo-mo-home-depot/"&gt;slow motion&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://improveverywhere.com/2008/11/17/welcome-back/"&gt;welcoming random people&lt;/a&gt; at the airport. As a matter of fact, today is &lt;a href="http://improveverywhere.com/2008/12/29/global-no-pants-subway-ride/"&gt;No Pants 2k9&lt;/a&gt;, the 8th Annual No Pants! Subway Ride, where people, well, ride the subway without pants in 24 cities worldwide (the trick is in pretending that everything is normal and not smiling like an idiot).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides these events where anyone can participate, they also organise smaller-scale (but larger-scope) missions like the &lt;a href="http://improveverywhere.com/2008/03/09/food-court-musical/"&gt;Food Court Musical&lt;/a&gt;. Some have elaborate scripts, such as the wonderful &lt;a href="http://improveverywhere.com/2005/07/29/romantic-comedy-cab/"&gt;Romantic Comedy Cab&lt;/a&gt; or the &lt;a href="http://improveverywhere.com/2005/12/10/suicide-jumper/"&gt;Suicide Jumper&lt;/a&gt;. Some, like the &lt;a href="http://improveverywhere.com/2005/02/13/mcdonald%27s-bathroom-attendant/"&gt;McDonald's Bathroom Attendant&lt;/a&gt; just make me smile. &lt;br /&gt;Finally - you absolutely &lt;b&gt;have to&lt;/b&gt; see this, it's unbelievable - there's &lt;a href="http://improveverywhere.com/2003/03/22/the-moebius/"&gt;The Moebius&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you still haven't had your fill, there's even more missions on their &lt;a href="http://improveverywhere.com/missions/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just plain fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-801614706516311884?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/801614706516311884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=801614706516311884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/801614706516311884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/801614706516311884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2009/01/things-that-renew-my-faith-in-humanity.html' title='Things that renew my faith in humanity #4'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-5260069340623264129</id><published>2008-12-29T20:51:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T01:05:47.403+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stand up'/><title type='text'>Tragedy Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/twitter_production/profile_images/68441606/logo300x300.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 295px;" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/twitter_production/profile_images/68441606/logo300x300.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ήμουν καλεσμένος στην ηχογράφηση του &lt;a href="http://nooblogs.gr/diatritoi/2008/12/29/meres-tragodias/"&gt;τελευταίου podcast&lt;/a&gt; των &lt;a href="http://nooblogs.gr/diatritoi/"&gt;Διάτρητων ΑΕ&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Άμα έχετε 61 λεπτά και 4 δευτερόλεπτα να σκοτώσετε, περάστε από εκεί να μας ακούσετε να μιλάαααααμε. Το κομμάτι για το stand-up και τις Νύχτες Κωμωδίας ξεκινάει γύρω στο &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;13:10&lt;/span&gt;, όπου θα βρείτε και μια τέλεια techno έκδοση του theme του Tetris. Πιο μετά μιλάω και γι'αυτό το blog καθώς και για τα μελλόντικά μου σχέδια όσον αφορά τις Μαϊμού Ειδήσεις.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-5260069340623264129?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/5260069340623264129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=5260069340623264129' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/5260069340623264129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/5260069340623264129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2008/12/tragedy-days.html' title='Tragedy Days'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-7540793185770916764</id><published>2008-12-22T16:48:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T16:59:08.356+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><title type='text'>If you could go back to any time anywhere, where would you go and why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sukeile.deviantart.com"&gt;Sukeile&lt;/a&gt; asked me that awesome question in a comment on deviantArt, and I had so much fun coming up with an answer that I decided to post it here, as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Let me say, first of all, that I'd much rather go &lt;i&gt;forward&lt;/i&gt; in time, than back. I'm more curious about what's coming, than what went by. &lt;br /&gt;Even so, the more I think about it, the more I find things I'd really like to witness in the past. &lt;br /&gt;The Big Bang, for one --as you can see, I'm starting at the very beginning-- or even what existed &lt;i&gt;before&lt;/i&gt; the Big Bang (not sure how I'd survive, though). There's so much of science I could prove or disprove by going back in time! I'd like to see some dinosaurs and prehistoric men (and, thus, corrobate the theory of evolution and whether dinosaurs had feathers), maybe check out what Jesus was like. Be a pirate on the Spanish Main (although that's probably more fun in the movies). Find out how Machu Pichu, the Stonehedge, the Pyramids and the Parthenon were built. Witness the Byzantine Empire, the Renaissance, the Industrial Revolution and the turn of the century (or, simply put, every major event in human history). Meet Socrates, DaVinci, Alexander the Great, Christopher Columbus, Napoleon, Abraham Lincoln, Oscar Wilde and (moving closer to today) Carl Barks, Groucho Marx, Douglas Adams and Mitch Hedberg (though I'm not really sure what I'd say to them "Hey, there, I'm from the future!"). It would be like a super-enhanced museum experience.&lt;br /&gt;Then, there's the temptation to influence past events. Save Anastasia Romanof (I'm not sure why that's the first thing that came to mind), help the Aztecs against Cortez, stop Hitler (see &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Command_%26_Conquer:_Red_Alert"&gt;Red Alert&lt;/a&gt;) or the A-bombs, help Al Gore against Bush (as soon as I find out how...).&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe just minor events. Go back to my younger self and teach him stuff I wish I had known back then (like how to talk to girls). Not sure I'd listen to myself, though... &lt;br /&gt;The possibilities are endless! Even just introducing modern technology to people from the past would be fun, or I could just &lt;a href="http://www.cbextras.com/strip.php?stripid=62"&gt;mess around with their heads&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth, I would probably try my best not to influence past events, for fear of tearing the time-space continuum, but still, what an awesome question...!&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; do if you could go back to any time anywhere? I'm certain there's great ideas I missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-7540793185770916764?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/7540793185770916764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=7540793185770916764' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/7540793185770916764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/7540793185770916764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-you-could-go-back-to-any-time.html' title='If you could go back to any time anywhere, where would you go and why?'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-1384968832083463316</id><published>2008-12-18T20:33:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T18:10:03.975+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stand up'/><title type='text'>Suited Monkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// &lt;![CDATA[&lt;br /&gt;var flashvars={config:"http://www.tvxs.gr/scripts/player/utopia/player_4_views.xml", file:"01927_0812181234.flv", image:"http://www.tvxs.gr/images/stories_photos/01927_0812181243.jpg"};&lt;br /&gt;var params = {allowfullscreen:"true", allowscriptaccess:"always", allownetworking:"all", wmode:"transparent"}&lt;br /&gt;var attributes = {id:"player", name:"player"}&lt;br /&gt;swfobject.embedSWF('http://www.tvxs.gr/scripts/player/player_4.swf', 'player', '480', '438', '7.0.0', false, flashvars, params, attributes); &lt;br /&gt;// ]]&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;object style="visibility: visible;" data="http://www.tvxs.gr/scripts/player/player_4.swf" name="player" id="player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="438"&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="allowfullscreen"&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowscriptaccess"&gt;&lt;param value="all" name="allownetworking"&gt;&lt;param value="transparent" name="wmode"&gt;&lt;param value="config=http://www.tvxs.gr/scripts/player/utopia/player_4_views.xml&amp;amp;file=01927_0812181234.flv&amp;amp;image=http://www.tvxs.gr/images/stories_photos/01927_0812181243.jpg" name="flashvars"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Almost two months ago, Stelios Kouloglou, a Greek journalist, did a series of short videos showcasing some of the comics appearing at the Νύχτες Κωμωδίας Comedy Club in Athens. &lt;br /&gt;Mine has finally been posted online: &lt;a href="http://www.tvxs.gr/v1927"&gt;check it out!&lt;/a&gt; (sadly only in Greek)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of thoughts after the jump...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was probably one of my best sets, so I'm especially happy to have it on video. I think it comes across - it's surprisingly energetic (something compounded by the fact that I talk &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;waytoofast&lt;/span&gt;)... &lt;br /&gt;I like how they start with my joke about living with 4 siblings. It's something that describes me accurately and succinctly. They've picked my most palatable material -which conflicts somewhat with my statement, at the beginning, that "my set becomes more surreal with every passing year", but what are you going to do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... It'd be nice if they hadn't mistyped my name in the accompanying text, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;del&gt;Now, can anybody show me how to save this and embed it?&lt;/del&gt; ... Never mind, found it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-1384968832083463316?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/1384968832083463316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=1384968832083463316' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/1384968832083463316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/1384968832083463316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2008/12/suited-monkey.html' title='Suited Monkey'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-2438222681384657334</id><published>2008-12-16T15:46:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T15:51:44.320+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><title type='text'>My favourite songs, today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xpcUxwpOQ_A&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xpcUxwpOQ_A&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ob6TTU1knUM&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ob6TTU1knUM&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://www.boingboing.net/"&gt;BoingBoing&lt;/a&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://kottke.org/"&gt;Kottke&lt;/a&gt;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-2438222681384657334?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/2438222681384657334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=2438222681384657334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/2438222681384657334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/2438222681384657334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-favourite-songs-today.html' title='My favourite songs, today.'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-7457271524668730439</id><published>2008-12-13T16:11:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T16:32:49.720+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stand up'/><title type='text'>What I Learned About Stand-Up Comedy In London</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Note: I was going to upload this almost a week ago, but &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2008_Greek_riots"&gt;other things&lt;/a&gt; took precedence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only one comedy club in Athens, where I live. The one I work at. You'd think it would be hard to get booked, but there aren't a lot of aspiring stand-up comedians in Athens, where I live, either (or established ones, for that matter). As a result, I learned pretty much everything I know by watching HBO specials and reading FAQs on the interet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attending a live comedy show is a very different experience to watching an hour-long HBO special.&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you, sitting among the audience, looking at a sparkling microphone lit by a single spotlight on an empty stage and hearing repeated announcements saying "the show will start in 10, 5, 2 minutes" is a lot more exciting than double-clicking on an .avi file...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the crowd warm-up and audience interaction that you can't really witness anyplace else. Right off the bat, the comedians' experience was obvious. These guys were professionals. Mind you, not all of them made me laugh. After all, a professional isn't necessarily "better" than an amateur, he just does whatever it is he does &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;for a living&lt;/span&gt; - and it was clear these guys had put a lot of work into their acts. Years of polishing their material had allowed them to juice every possible laugh from their concepts, coming at them from all conceivable angles. &lt;br /&gt;You could just tell they'd done thousands of shows. Heard pretty much every possible heckle. And, boy, were there heckles. I went to a Friday late show (it started at midnight) and most of the audience were pretty tipsy even before the show had begun. At some point, a German lady sitting in front of me was just yelling gibberish, considerably lessening my enjoyment. Still, the performers handled it like, well, pros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was impressed by how quick-witted they appeared, how they made it seem like they had funny remarks about anything and everything at the tip of their tongues. "Oh, so you're a carpenter? Here's a joke about that. And you, sir? Norwegian? Hah! Listen to this!" There's this trick they do where they repeat the audience's answer to every question ("Where are you from?" "Scotland." "Scotland!") which keeps the people who didn't hear interested, while conveniently buying enough time to think of a comeback. Even so, I wish I had attended a second show, just to figure out how much of it was improvised and how much just looked that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when mocking the audience, though, they'd put "a little more effort" into the joke. At some point, the host made fun of a patron's open-legged stance. "My balls are so big, I can't sit any other way." he said. Some would have stopped there. After all, he got the laugh. Still, he went one step further: "Saturn has been pushed out of its orbit because of the gravitational pull of my enormous balls". It wasn't as funny, but it gave the (false?) impression that he wasn't just going for the easy dick joke.&lt;br /&gt;I found it interesting that, when interacting with the audience, they would stick to a topic even if it wasn't killing, confident that they'd get a good laugh eventually.  Long running jokes and callbacks created a sense of "shared experience" and won us over. Combined with the fact that they answered each. And. Every. Heckle, this really strengthened their frame and won our respect. They made it look like they weren't seeking a response. Curious detail: They didn't ask for audience member's names, rather going straight for "where are you from, what do you do".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the Comedy Store, I also went to a much less glamorous show: it took place in a Hotel basement without spotlights or microphone. The show wasn't sold out (about 40 out of the room's 60 seats were full) and the main act mostly joked around with the crowd, probably the wisest choice, seeing as how the next number - who tried to do straight material, really intelligent stuff with lots of double-entendres - bombed miserably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised by how much every comedian I saw kissed up to the audience (a behaviour you don't see much in HBO Specials where the egos are bigger and the crowds adoring). Rather than ask us to applaud them, they'd tell us to give our love to the mic or applaud ourselves for being such an &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;awesome bunch&lt;/span&gt;. I guess it's easier to say "is that all you've got?" when you're not asking for praise on your own behalf.&lt;br /&gt;Being in the audience also made me realize how hard it is to remember the performers' names... even if you intend to! Dimitris is a common name in Greece and getting people to remember it is a riddle I have yet to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a great experience. Turns out that, in many ways, we have it good, here in Greece. It's a lot easier to get booked, and competition among comedians is much less intense. I'm also proud to say we offer a pretty good show, even by British standards. Our problems are mostly on the marketing side. Unfortunately, the smaller market also means it's impossible to make a living just from stand-up...&lt;br /&gt;More than anything else, seeing stand-up shows in London made me realize I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;owe it to myself&lt;/span&gt; to try my luck abroad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-7457271524668730439?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/7457271524668730439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=7457271524668730439' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/7457271524668730439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/7457271524668730439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-i-learned-about-stand-up-comedy-in.html' title='What I Learned About Stand-Up Comedy In London'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-3001222893729149357</id><published>2008-12-09T01:19:00.017+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T22:30:33.339+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#griots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='μαϊμού ειδήσεις'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greek'/><title type='text'>Μαϊμού Ειδήσεις 1: Οργή για τον 15χρονο</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ακούστε αυτήν την είδηση: &lt;a href="http://dukeoglue.thoughts.gr/maimoyeidhseis/001-Orgh_gia_ton_15xrono.mp3"&gt;mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Διαβάστε το πλήρες κείμενο μετά το άλμα...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Αθήνα 08/12/2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Συνεχίζονται για τρίτη μέρα σε ολόκληρη τη χώρα τα επεισόδια και οι εκδηλώσεις διαμαρτυρίας για τη δολοφονία του 15χρονου Αλέξη Γρηγορόπουλου από ειδικό φρουρό αργά το βράδυ του Σαββάτου, και η ερώτηση στα χείλη όλων είναι: «Πόσο τραγικά ηλίθιος μπορεί να είναι κάποιος, για να πυροβολήσει ένα παιδί; Πόσο τρομαχτικά ανεγκέφαλος; Δε θα 'πρεπε η χρήση βίας να είναι έσχατη λύση κι όχι αντακλαστική αντίδραση; Μήπως λέγονται ειδικοί φρουροί επειδή είναι φρουροί με ειδικές ανάγκες; Κι άμα είναι έτσι, γιατί τους δίνουν όπλα; Κάτσε, δικό μου είναι αυτό το αμάξι που καίγεται;»&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Απαντώντας στις κατηγορίες για δολοφονία ανηλίκου, ο ειδικός φρουρός δήλωσε: «Μα φαινόταν τουλάχιστον 18!», χωρίς, όμως, να πείθει ιδιαίτερα.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Σκηνές ωμής βίας &lt;a href="http://papachatzis.tumblr.com/post/63589410/policeviolence"&gt;περιέγραψε ανταποκριτής του Alpha Radio&lt;/a&gt;, με τις δυνάμεις των ΜΑΤ να ξυλοκοπούν διαδηλωτές εντελώς απροκάλυπτα, μπροστά στα μάτια εξοργισμένων περαστικών. Κοινώς, οι αστυνομικοί δεν. Έμαθαν. Τίποτα.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Την ίδια στιγμή, το Mega πήρε το &lt;a href="http://www.tvxs.gr/v1078"&gt;αυθεντικό βίντεο&lt;/a&gt; της δολοφονίας και το πρόβαλε έχοντας &lt;a href="http://www.megatv.com/summaries.asp?catid=14539&amp;amp;subid=2&amp;amp;tag=11465&amp;amp;pubid=1042734"&gt;προσθέσει συνθήματα και ήχους διαδηλώσεων&lt;/a&gt;. Προφανώς, θεωρήθηκε πως το αρχικό βίντεο αδικούσε τους ειδικούς φρουρούς και, στα πλαίσια της σωστής και αντικειμενικής ενημέρωσης, αποφασίστηκε αυτή η ανισορροπία να διευθετηθεί. Στη συνέχεια, μεταδόθηκε μοντάζ εικόνων αστυνομικής βίας με μουσική υπόκρουση την Άνοιξη απο τις «Τέσσερις Εποχές» του Vivaldi. «Όπως φαίνεται ξεκάθαρα από το ντοκουμέντο, δεν τους δέρνουν, τους μυούν στην κλασική μουσική.»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ταυτόχρονα, η κυβέρνηση φαίνεται να έχει παραλύσει εντελώς, ενώ τα κόμματα της αντιπολίτευσης αναλώνονται σε πολιτικές σκοπιμότητες οργανώνοντας 3 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;διαφορετικές &lt;/span&gt;πορείες στο κέντρο της Αθήνας και φωνάζοντας σαν μανάβηδες στη λαϊκή: «Εδώ η καλή πορεία! Όχι τη δική τους πορεία, τη δική μας!»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Το αντιεξουσιαστικό κίνημα, από την πλευρά του, ξεχύθηκε στους δρόμους σαν ποπκόρν σε ανοιχτή κατσαρόλα - κάνοντας τα πάντα χάλια και χωρίς συγκεκριμένο στόχο. Τα αιτήματα τους είναι ακόμη ασαφή: «Ποιος 15χρονος; Εμένα ο μπαμπάς μου πουλάει ασφάλειες αυτοκινήτων» δήλωσε μπάχαλος, σπάζοντας με το κράνος του το παρμπριζ ενός σταθμευμένου Ι.Χ. Λίγο πιο δίπλα ένας συναγωνιστής του αναφώνησε οργισμένος: «Κάδος σκότωσε τον αδερφό μου!»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ίσως, όμως, έχει αρχίσει να αχνοφαίνεται μία ελπίδα εκτόνωσης της κρίσης. Καθώς ένας άντρας των ΜΑΤ γρονθοκοπούσε έναν φοιτητή, λίγο πιο δίπλα ένας κουκουλοφόρος πετούσε μολότωφ στην Εθνική Βιβλιοθήκη. Για μια στιγμή, τα βλέμματα τους διασταυρώθηκαν. Μέσα σε αυτήν τη στιγμή, τα πάντα άλλαξαν. Μέσα σε μία, μαγική, στιγμή συνειδητοποίησαν πόσα κοινά έχουν. Ξάφνου, παράτησαν ό,τι έκαναν και όρμηξαν ο ένας προς τον άλλον. Όχι για να πλακωθούν, όχι. Για να αγκαλιαστούν.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Σιγά-σιγά, κι άλλοι ακολούθησαν το αλλόκοτο παράδειγμά τους ώσπου στο τέλος, μπάτσοι και μπάχαλοι, μονιασμένοι, άρχισαν να τρέχουν πίσω από τους πολίτες, μανιασμένοι, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;για να τους σπάσουν τα κεφάλια&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-3001222893729149357?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='audio/mp3' href='http://dukeoglue.thoughts.gr/maimoyeidhseis/001-Orgh_gia_ton_15xrono.mp3' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/3001222893729149357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=3001222893729149357' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/3001222893729149357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/3001222893729149357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2008/12/1-15.html' title='Μαϊμού Ειδήσεις 1: Οργή για τον 15χρονο'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-2719249145947520697</id><published>2008-12-06T21:17:00.015+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T16:48:30.431+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><title type='text'>Christmas Ornaments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrQetoxS8I/AAAAAAAAAYU/f6n1RDnMU8Y/s1600-h/tree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrQetoxS8I/AAAAAAAAAYU/f6n1RDnMU8Y/s320/tree.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276759139483208642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We put up our Christmas decorations today. We've had the same fake tree for the past 20 years, but for the first time in my life, I noticed that we've got some pretty weird-ass ornaments. Notice the welcome sign, above).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess everyone's got the various messages of hope and peace and Santa ornaments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrTPPXkc_I/AAAAAAAAAaU/SpdYCBNAAWA/s1600-h/1.joy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrTPPXkc_I/AAAAAAAAAaU/SpdYCBNAAWA/s320/1.joy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276762172194845682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrQe2i4oFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/xoVzwAP7M2k/s1600-h/2.santa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrQe2i4oFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/xoVzwAP7M2k/s320/2.santa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276759141874442322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, there's also the home-made decorations we bought from a bazaar for some Cause or other:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrQfvrRLAI/AAAAAAAAAYs/La31INFODhk/s1600-h/4.dough.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrQfvrRLAI/AAAAAAAAAYs/La31INFODhk/s320/4.dough.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276759157210426370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At some point, the Christmas associations &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; start getting stretched...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrRH19UXVI/AAAAAAAAAZc/_j6UYwEjZ6A/s1600-h/6.merrygoround.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrRH19UXVI/AAAAAAAAAZc/_j6UYwEjZ6A/s320/6.merrygoround.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276759846091513170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrRHigCHrI/AAAAAAAAAZU/0zpQEV-PCo4/s1600-h/7.trumpet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrRHigCHrI/AAAAAAAAAZU/0zpQEV-PCo4/s320/7.trumpet.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276759840868409010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a while we pretty much stop trying. It's just "things that hang on".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrRHfZBGQI/AAAAAAAAAZM/qWRZAYwaw00/s1600-h/8.koala.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrRHfZBGQI/AAAAAAAAAZM/qWRZAYwaw00/s320/8.koala.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276759840033675522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But what about these guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrRHKGp8AI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Rj8lE77Jem8/s1600-h/9.guy1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrRHKGp8AI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Rj8lE77Jem8/s320/9.guy1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276759834319515650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrRG9NEEYI/AAAAAAAAAY8/6stHWUgHquM/s1600-h/10.guy2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrRG9NEEYI/AAAAAAAAAY8/6stHWUgHquM/s320/10.guy2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276759830856733058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This next one has got to be my absolute favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrRutG4XjI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Qw0XiY2IP9I/s1600-h/12.koalasanta.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrRutG4XjI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Qw0XiY2IP9I/s320/12.koalasanta.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276760513730600498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a koala bear furry dressed as Santa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also have a weird rule in our family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We never throw christmas ornaments away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, there are quite a few ornaments on whom the years have taken their toll. Now they're just creepy. Like this empty sleigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrRmK8TbmI/AAAAAAAAAaE/m1ACD5mu7Lg/s1600-h/13.sleigh.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrRmK8TbmI/AAAAAAAAAaE/m1ACD5mu7Lg/s320/13.sleigh.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276760367120477794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this bare fireplace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrRl4lO7sI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/chjD5oab5yg/s1600-h/14.fireplace.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrRl4lO7sI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/chjD5oab5yg/s320/14.fireplace.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276760362191875778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the pirate santa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrRls-HtJI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/kJiG6b8lktc/s1600-h/15.one-eyed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrRls-HtJI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/kJiG6b8lktc/s320/15.one-eyed.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276760359075034258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;or this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrRlqh6e6I/AAAAAAAAAZs/QF9z52gPTa4/s1600-h/16.Son.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrRlqh6e6I/AAAAAAAAAZs/QF9z52gPTa4/s320/16.Son.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276760358419856290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You'd expect there to be a Dad and Mom sweater as well. Or at least a Daughter one.&lt;br /&gt;Nope. That's all. SON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think this last one is the scariest one of all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrRleoGsEI/AAAAAAAAAZk/zYDEgUwEP44/s1600-h/17.shrinked+head2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrRleoGsEI/AAAAAAAAAZk/zYDEgUwEP44/s320/17.shrinked+head2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276760355224596546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The weirdest thing is that it's &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; been like that. There never was a body to begin with! I guess that's why Santa doesn't bring gifts to the Voodoo children anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-2719249145947520697?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/2719249145947520697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=2719249145947520697' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/2719249145947520697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/2719249145947520697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-ornaments.html' title='Christmas Ornaments'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STrQetoxS8I/AAAAAAAAAYU/f6n1RDnMU8Y/s72-c/tree.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-4466313015784212061</id><published>2008-11-27T18:50:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T18:52:20.868+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non-comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>LONDON</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving for the UK, to see Coldplay live. I'll be updating my &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/dukeoglue"&gt;twitter feed&lt;/a&gt; whenever I feel like it. See ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-4466313015784212061?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/4466313015784212061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=4466313015784212061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/4466313015784212061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/4466313015784212061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2008/11/london.html' title='LONDON'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-6031061624711543249</id><published>2008-11-10T22:43:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T22:44:58.536+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><title type='text'>My favourite song, today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lk5_OSsawz4&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lk5_OSsawz4&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-6031061624711543249?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/6031061624711543249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=6031061624711543249' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/6031061624711543249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/6031061624711543249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-favourite-song-today.html' title='My favourite song, today.'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-2865334366823913328</id><published>2008-10-31T22:52:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T13:36:39.279+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stand up'/><title type='text'>One of my best sets, so far.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;These two are my favourites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/SQvA3GgKS-I/AAAAAAAAARk/eoMZHbAYPus/s1600-h/face3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/SQvA3GgKS-I/AAAAAAAAARk/eoMZHbAYPus/s320/face3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263512642383399906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/SQvA2PHIP0I/AAAAAAAAARU/Gyf-aoey6eM/s1600-h/face1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/SQvA2PHIP0I/AAAAAAAAARU/Gyf-aoey6eM/s320/face1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263512627514457922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm not sure what part of my act this is from:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/SQvA23mFxsI/AAAAAAAAARc/J_3PMi_1mjs/s1600-h/face2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/SQvA23mFxsI/AAAAAAAAARc/J_3PMi_1mjs/s320/face2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263512638381737666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/SQvB73syDAI/AAAAAAAAAR0/QCBsbVXkTqU/s1600-h/face5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/SQvB73syDAI/AAAAAAAAAR0/QCBsbVXkTqU/s320/face5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263513823820778498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why, yes, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; come up with all my jokes on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/SQvA3SAfDYI/AAAAAAAAARs/R2gOimXddGE/s1600-h/face4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/SQvA3SAfDYI/AAAAAAAAARs/R2gOimXddGE/s320/face4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263512645471767938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Man,&lt;/span&gt; I look like I'm having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;... photos by Lucia Rikaki (25/10/08).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-2865334366823913328?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/2865334366823913328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=2865334366823913328' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/2865334366823913328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/2865334366823913328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-of-my-best-sets-so-far.html' title='One of my best sets, so far.'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/SQvA3GgKS-I/AAAAAAAAARk/eoMZHbAYPus/s72-c/face3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-533618011091986378</id><published>2008-10-17T21:36:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T21:52:59.007+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stand up'/><title type='text'>Show-starter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/SPjbUhrpqaI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Q40l1bJobIs/s1600-h/showstarter-polaroid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/SPjbUhrpqaI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Q40l1bJobIs/s400/showstarter-polaroid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258193710640376226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Come see me live! Shows start Oct 23!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comedy Club @ TrickyTrickArt - Αιόλου 48-50 Μοναστηράκι&lt;br /&gt;Τηλ. Κρατήσεων: 210-3311009 - 6973371601&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-533618011091986378?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/533618011091986378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=533618011091986378' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/533618011091986378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/533618011091986378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2008/10/show-starter.html' title='Show-starter'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/SPjbUhrpqaI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Q40l1bJobIs/s72-c/showstarter-polaroid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-1993305500368516345</id><published>2008-10-15T17:35:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T17:38:29.427+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><title type='text'>My favourite song, today. (#2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WGoi1MSGu64&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WGoi1MSGu64&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a different day than the last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-1993305500368516345?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/1993305500368516345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=1993305500368516345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/1993305500368516345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/1993305500368516345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-favourite-song-today-2.html' title='My favourite song, today. (#2)'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-1044305021981621003</id><published>2008-10-02T15:06:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T17:39:23.129+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><title type='text'>My favourite song, today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V1OkimjTc-M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V1OkimjTc-M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a version sans the unnerving car alarm &lt;a href="http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=J9LA6N-JYi8&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; but it also lacks comedians...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-1044305021981621003?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/1044305021981621003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=1044305021981621003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/1044305021981621003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/1044305021981621003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-favourite-song-today.html' title='My favourite song, today.'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-6485933438177079810</id><published>2008-09-17T20:14:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T21:55:18.138+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whining'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='web'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greek'/><title type='text'>Forced Advertising</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Έχω εθιστεί στο Daily Show. Την περασμένη βδομάδα που είχε break, η μόνη μου παρηγοριά ήταν τo 30λεπτο podcast του &lt;a href="http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/world/us_and_americas/us_elections/the_bugle/"&gt;Bugle&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Επιτέλους!&lt;/span&gt; αναφώνησα μέσα μου όταν μπήκε αυτή η βδομάδα κι αμέσως ύστερα &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ωιμέ!&lt;/span&gt; γιατί δεν έβρισκα πουθενά τα επεισόδια. Έχει φτάσει Τετάρτη κι ακόμη δεν έχει ανέβει ούτε της Δευτέρας! Έκανα λίγο υπομονή, έψαξα από δω, έψαξα από κει, τελικά βρέθηκα στο &lt;a href="http://www.thedailyshow.com/"&gt;επίσημο site&lt;/a&gt; της εκπομπής, όπου ανακάλυψα ότι μπορείς να δεις full episodes online και, κυρίως, εντελώς δωρεάν.&lt;br /&gt;Χάρηκα που μου δόθηκε αυτή η δυνατότητα: να δω τα επεισόδια χωρίς να χρειάστει να απευθυνθώ στο &lt;a href="http://www.mininova.org/"&gt;θείο μου από την Αμερική&lt;/a&gt; κι αμέσως έβαλα το show της Δευτέρας.&lt;br /&gt;Αντ'αυτού άρχισε να παίζει ένα trailer. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Μάλιστα,&lt;/span&gt; σκέφτηκα, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;νέα ταινία του Ricky Gervais. Η Έκτη Αίσθηση σε κωμωδία...; Καλή φάση. &lt;/span&gt;Δεν υπήρχε τρόπος να το προσπεράσω, μόνο ένα ρολογάκι που μετρούσε αντίστροφα. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh well.&lt;/span&gt; 35 δευτερόλεπτα μετά, έβλεπα τον Stewart. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Τι καλά!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*comedy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"We'll be right back." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*fade out για διαφημίσεις*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ωπ, να το trailer πάλι. Όμορφα -πριν έχασα την αρχή του.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Επιστρέψαμε. Αστεία. Daily Show. Τσάμπα! Νόμιμα! Τέλεια! ... Λες να'χω κανά mail;&lt;/span&gt; *Pause*. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No messages. &lt;/span&gt;*Play*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Huh? Πάλι οι νεκροί. Τι θα γίνει...;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Α, να ο Jon. Χιχι!&lt;/span&gt; *comedy* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Κάτσε, τι έγινε; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Τι είπε; Πάμε λίγο πίσω.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*Trailer*&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stewart πάλι... Χα! Καλό! Ε; ... Κόλλησε.&lt;/span&gt; *Refresh* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Σκατά. Έπεσε το net. Άαααντε να συγχρονίσει τώρα...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Επιτέλους!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Play* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ΜΑ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ΠΑΛΙ&lt;/span&gt;;!;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. You get the point. Δεν έχω, φυσικά, κανένα πρόβλημα να μου δείχνουν διαφημίσεις -ακόμη και χωρίς να μ'αφήνουν να τις προσπεράσω- προκειμένου να μπορώ να βλέπω μια πολύ καλή σειρά, δωρεάν, όποτε με βολεύει. Στην τελική, μ'αρέσουν οι καλές διαφημίσεις! Ήδη, όμως, ένα 20λεπτο επεισόδιο έχει 3 διακοπές "built in", ήταν ανάγκη να προσθέσουν σποτάκια όποτε μετακινείσαι μπροστά ή πίσω στο βίντεο αλλά και &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;κάθε φορά&lt;/span&gt; που πατάς play;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ακόμη περισσότερο, ήταν ανάγκη να μου δείξουν 7 φορές το &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ίδιο&lt;/span&gt; trailer;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-6485933438177079810?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/6485933438177079810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=6485933438177079810' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/6485933438177079810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/6485933438177079810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2008/09/forced-advertising.html' title='Forced Advertising'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-3136160521581661768</id><published>2008-07-23T10:51:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T10:53:56.467+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non-comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>Interrail!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm running around Eastern Europe by train. I'll be posting updates on my &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/dukeoglue"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt; feed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-3136160521581661768?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/3136160521581661768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=3136160521581661768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/3136160521581661768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/3136160521581661768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2008/07/interrail.html' title='Interrail!'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-4203732249587419235</id><published>2008-03-05T11:58:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T12:02:15.181+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Αυτές οι γερμανικές εταιρίες βρε παιδίμ... Εγγύηση.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/R85u_JlBULI/AAAAAAAAAMM/LOaV2oZgNUg/s1600-h/Made-in-Germany-by-MAPA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/R85u_JlBULI/AAAAAAAAAMM/LOaV2oZgNUg/s320/Made-in-Germany-by-MAPA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174195053077287090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Μόνο το καλύτερο για το μωρό μας.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-4203732249587419235?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/4203732249587419235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=4203732249587419235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/4203732249587419235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/4203732249587419235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='Αυτές οι γερμανικές εταιρίες βρε παιδίμ... Εγγύηση.'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/R85u_JlBULI/AAAAAAAAAMM/LOaV2oZgNUg/s72-c/Made-in-Germany-by-MAPA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-2897879840364300284</id><published>2008-03-05T11:18:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T11:25:39.924+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Firefly στο Μακεδονία TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/R85mxplBUKI/AAAAAAAAAME/wuxyRTEi4b0/s1600-h/firefly_mmo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/R85mxplBUKI/AAAAAAAAAME/wuxyRTEi4b0/s320/firefly_mmo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174186025056030882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Τρίτη με Παρασκευή στις 00.00 από τις 4 μέχρι τις 25 Μαρτίου.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Πεντακόσια χρόνια μετά στο μέλλον, ένα αρνησίθρησκο πλήρωμα σε ένα μικρό, κινητό, διαστημικό σκάφος προσπαθεί να επιζήσει καθώς ταξιδεύουν σε άγνωστα μέρη του γαλαξία και αποφεύγουν τις διάφορες φατρίες πολεμώντας διαρκώς, καθώς οι πράκτορες των αρχών βρίσκονται εκεί έξω για να τους πιάσουνε!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;heh. Όπως και να'χει, γαμάτo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-2897879840364300284?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/2897879840364300284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=2897879840364300284' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/2897879840364300284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/2897879840364300284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2008/03/firefly-tv.html' title='Firefly στο Μακεδονία TV'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/R85mxplBUKI/AAAAAAAAAME/wuxyRTEi4b0/s72-c/firefly_mmo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-7381215155391667668</id><published>2008-02-25T03:06:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T14:14:39.801+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stand up'/><title type='text'>The ego-boost I've been hearing so much about</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Όταν κατεβαίνω από την σκηνή, συνήθως δεν είμαι ικανοποιημένος. Ακόμη και τις φορές που μου λένε ότι πήγα καλά, σκέφτομαι ότι θα μπορούσα να’χα πάει καλύτερα. Εστιάζω στα σημεία που δεν έβγαλαν γέλιο.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Απόψε ήταν αλλιώς.&lt;br /&gt;Απόψε πήγα &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;καλά&lt;/span&gt;. Απόψε, για πρώτη φορά , είμαι ευχαριστημένος.&lt;br /&gt;Συνειδητοποίησα ότι βρίσκομαι στο στάδιο που πασχίζω ακόμη να δικαιολογήσω την παρουσία μου στην σκηνή. Αυτό που εισπράττω συνήθως είναι η αποδοχή του κοινού. "Χε... καλός αυτός".&lt;br /&gt;Σήμερα εισέπραξα θαυμασμό.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ήταν, βέβαια, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;πάρα &lt;/span&gt;πολύ καλό κοινό. Δεν είναι ότι έπαιξα τέλεια, ή ότι γέλασαν σε όλα μου τα αστεία, αλλά με έκαναν να νιώσω θεός. Είχα ζήσει την απόλυτη απελπισία του να μην πηγαίνεις καλά, αλλά ποτέ πριν &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;δεν είχα νιώσει &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;αυτήν την ικανοποίηση. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Είναι &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ωραία &lt;/span&gt;να στέκεσαι στην σκηνή και να περιμένεις να σταματήσει το χειροκρότημα και να καταλαγιάσουν τα γέλια. Έφυγα από τις Νύχτες Κωμωδίας νιώθοντας λίγο ψηλότερος. Γύρω στο 1,87.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Πρέπει να βελτιωθώ. Πολύ. Θέλω να νιώθω έτσι μετά από &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;κάθε&lt;/span&gt; παράσταση.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-7381215155391667668?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/7381215155391667668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=7381215155391667668' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/7381215155391667668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/7381215155391667668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2008/02/ego-boost-ive-been-hearing-about.html' title='The ego-boost I&apos;ve been hearing so much about'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-6906772836171593514</id><published>2008-02-24T03:00:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T03:39:37.489+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greek'/><title type='text'>Weird Way With Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Το πρώτο τραγούδι στο οποίο να συμμετέχουν περισσότεροι από έναν μουσικοί που άκουσα ποτέ ήταν η έκδοση του Perfect Day στην οποία συμμετέχουν - μεταξύ των άλλων - ο Bono, o David Bowie, η Suzanne Vega, o Elton John και o Pavarotti. Όλα αυτά πριν από σχεδόν 10 χρόνια, τον καιρό που το να χωράει ένα 5λεπτο τραγούδι σε 5mb ήταν εντυπωσιακό και που, για να το ακούσεις κιόλας, έπρεπε να περιμένεις μισή ώρα να κατέβει απ'το Napster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Θυμάμαι ακόμη το filename:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Lou Reed feat. Bono, David Bowie, Pavarotti etc - Perfect Day.mp3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Είναι ωραίο κομμάτι από μόνο του αλλά το γεγονός ότι κάθε στίχο τον ερμηνεύει κάποιος διαφορετικός από τους (λίγους, ομολογουμένως) μουσ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ικούς που ήξερα τότε το έκανε να πάρει επικές διαστάσεις στον νου μου. Φανταζόμουν την ηχογράφησή του: όλοι αυτοί οι τραγουδιστές σε μια σειρά - ο ένας δίπλα στον άλλον - με κάποιο περίπλοκο μηχάνημα να μετακινεί το (μοναδικό) μικρόφωνο από τον έναν στον επόμενο, μόλις ο πρώτος τελείωνε τον στίχο του. Ήταν &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;κατόρθωμα &lt;/span&gt;για τον Lou Reed να τους μαζέψει όλους αυτούς και να τους συγχρονίσει τόσο άψογα.&lt;br /&gt;Γι'αυτό μάλλον ο τίτλος γράφει "feat."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Μόλις πριν κανά δίμηνο συνειδητοποίησα τι σημαίνει πραγματικά. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Α&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ΧΑ&lt;/span&gt;!" Μέχρι τότε απορούσα πως μπορεί να θεωρούνται "κατορθώματα" προσπάθειες που περιλάμβαναν &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;όλους κι όλους &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2 καλλιτέχνες.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Άλλες εκλάμψεις: "Ρε συ! Οι Beatles γράφονται με 'a' από το beat!" Ή την φορά που είπα σ'έναν θείο μου ότι θα πάω να δω τους Tsopana Rave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-Χα! Τέλειο όνομα - Τσοπαναραίοι!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Το παθαίνω συχνά! Έχω την τάση να λαμβάνω τους αγγλικούς τίτλους σαν ήχους, σύνολα από συλλαβές, χωρίς να φτάνουν ποτέ ως το σημείο του εγκεφάλου όπου αντιστοιχίζονται στις έννοιές τους. Άλλωστε, πολλά όνοματα συγκροτημάτων, εταιριών και προϊόντων δεν "σημαίνουν" κάτι (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Dark Horse, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wacom, Firefox και Arctic Monkeys μερικά παραδείγματα εδώ γύρω μου). Δίχως αμφιβολία το μυαλό μου, σε μια προσπάθεια&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; να λειτουργεί ακόμη πιο αποδοτικά, αποφεύγει να ξοδέψει κύκλους μηχανής αναζητώντας νόηματα εκεί που πιθανόν να μην υπάρχουν. Είτε αυτό, είτε ο εγκέφαλός μου, ως &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ζωτικό όργανο&lt;/span&gt;, είναι τεμπέλης.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Το μόνο που ξέρω είναι ότι έγινα ρεζίλι όταν άνοιξα να γράψω CD κι αναφώνησα "ΑΜΑΝ! Ο Νέρωνας! Rome!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/R8DGkiv6cDI/AAAAAAAAALE/eM5BXyub4_g/s320/nero.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170350703326687282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;... δείχνει το &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Κολοσσαίο&lt;/span&gt; να &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;φλέγεται&lt;/span&gt;, for fuck's sake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-6906772836171593514?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/6906772836171593514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=6906772836171593514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/6906772836171593514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/6906772836171593514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2008/02/weird-way-with-words.html' title='Weird Way With Words'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/R8DGkiv6cDI/AAAAAAAAALE/eM5BXyub4_g/s72-c/nero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-2070909281313443098</id><published>2008-01-28T22:34:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T22:49:41.821+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='web'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><title type='text'>I called it! (or "Wanna bet?")</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I wanted my first post of 2008 (and the first one after this long period of absence) to be something more... substantial. In fact, I'm in the process of writing a post about 2007 (the year, not the number). &lt;br /&gt;Still, I thought &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/22879719/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; was interesting, in a why-didn't-I-think-of-it-sooner kind of way and I guess this is as good a time as any to resume posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy is making a site that allows you to bet (albeit using imaginary money) on the outcome of news stories. Is Obama going to win the primaries? Will Best Movie go to Old Men? Will Amy Winehouse manage to kill herself by 2009?&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, it's all about bragging rights -the appeal lies in proving that "you were right" rather than winning money.&lt;br /&gt;Now... wanna bet when the writer's strike'll end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-2070909281313443098?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/2070909281313443098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=2070909281313443098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/2070909281313443098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/2070909281313443098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-called-it-or-wanna-bet.html' title='I called it! (or &quot;Wanna bet?&quot;)'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-3397660994519822545</id><published>2007-10-31T00:35:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T01:31:32.620+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stand up'/><title type='text'>Nocturnal Monkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm done with last year's jokes. Done! Yay for this year's fresh, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; jokes! There's a video of me performing some of the material from this blog after the jump. A few excrepts from my set at &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Νύχτες Κωμωδίας&lt;/span&gt; last Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;I'm not quite sure why the cameraman decided to use the nightshot function, but it turns out I'm funnier in night-vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SQKlQnE1rCg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SQKlQnE1rCg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-3397660994519822545?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/3397660994519822545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=3397660994519822545' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/3397660994519822545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/3397660994519822545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2007/10/nocturnal-monkey.html' title='Nocturnal Monkey'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-992389412231422868</id><published>2007-10-21T12:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T15:14:51.613+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whining'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay'/><title type='text'>Dumbledore was a queer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ok, this is &lt;i&gt;way&lt;/i&gt; too much fun not to mention. Apparently, &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/7053982.stm"&gt;J.K.  Rowling outed Dumbledore&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;So &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;'s why he was being all chummy with Gellert Grindelwald. "Think of the fan fiction" indeed!&lt;br /&gt;The rest of this is just shameless gay jokes (I can't help myself). Consider yourselves warned.&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first thought was, well &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;duuuuuuuuuh&lt;/span&gt;, didn't you see his look when he was checking out Harry's... wand? How about his Firebolt &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;broomstick&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Personally, though, I'm ecstatic. I think it's a wonderful revelation, it fits his secretive character, and it's just plain &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; to watch the conservatives &lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/Entertainment/comments?type=story&amp;id=3754341"&gt;stumbling&lt;/a&gt; all over themselves in the &lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/news/article/index.jsp?uuid=c2b40da2-2406-4e8f-bc89-6fc11d1b0e41&amp;entry=index#comments"&gt;comments&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It's a publicity stunt! A last-minute move to grab some more of that fading spotlight!&lt;/span&gt;" Obviously! Rowling is pandering to the homosexuals! 'Cause 300 million books sold and 2 movies yet to... come out means Harry Potter is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; five minutes ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Albus Dumbledore gay ? Ridiculous. Until now I thought the worst thing Rowling could do to Dumbledore was kill him.&lt;/span&gt;" Now she's raping his corpse! With a strap-on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Ambur_Nikole1, "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Websters Dictionary says" Gay" means immoral and dissipated and is having to do with homosexuality!! Websters Dictionary says homosexuality is sexual activity with a person of the same sex!!! Not me but someone smarter then me!!! said that.&lt;/span&gt;" The... let's call it "grammar" and "syntax" are giving me some trouble, but I think what she's saying is that "gay" means "homosexual". According to Webster. I'm not sure, and I think she's not sure either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homophobia? Pah! knoxdkm informs us that "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'Homophobia' is a foolish word created by left-wing morons. There is nothing ignorant, prejudicial, intolerant, etc. about believing that homosexuality is wrong.&lt;/span&gt;" ... I mean, seriously, do I sound ignorant, prejudiced or intolerant to you?&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, some things should be left to the imagination... but only as long as we're not forced to picture &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Harry Potter and the Glistening Bratwurst&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;... the Philosopher's Boner?&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... the Order of the Penis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-992389412231422868?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/992389412231422868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=992389412231422868' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/992389412231422868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/992389412231422868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2007/10/dumbledore-was-queer.html' title='Dumbledore was a queer!'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-4929190522664653290</id><published>2007-10-19T15:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T00:57:39.440+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gaming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greek'/><title type='text'>If I had a time machine, I'd tell the person who spoiled The Usual Suspects for me how he's going to die.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Από το &lt;a href="http://bluthan.blogspot.com/2007/10/now-im-thinking-with-portals.html"&gt;Devilogical&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Σημερα, με ολο και περισσοτερα παιχνιδια να δινουν αρκετη βαση στην ιστορια περα του gameplay η αναγκη να μοιραστεις αυτη την εμπειρια με τους μη gamers φιλους σου γινεται ολο και μεγαλυτερη."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be gaming a lot more, if that were true.&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Νομίζω &lt;i&gt;παλαιότερα&lt;/i&gt; τα παιχνίδια βασίζονταν πολύ στην ιστορία. Τον καιρό των Monkey Island, του Full Throttle, του StarCraft, του original Half-Life...&lt;br /&gt;Σήμερα, στην εποχή των graphics-heavy action games (τους fans των οποίων αρέσκεται να θάβει ο &lt;a href="http://www.escapistmagazine.com/articles/view/editorials/zeropunctuation"&gt;Yahtzee&lt;/a&gt;), λίγα είναι τα παιχνίδια που αξίζουν μόνο για την πλοκή τους ή για τα συναισθήματα που σου δημιουργούν...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ας δούμε, πχ, τα most popular games του &lt;a href="http://www.gamespot.com/"&gt;GameSpot&lt;/a&gt;, σήμερα.&lt;br /&gt;1. Street Fighter (I imagine it has to do with fighting. On the &lt;i&gt;street&lt;/i&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;2. Bionic Commando (&lt;i&gt;Bionic Commando features a hero with a grappling hook arm used to navigate levels, to take out enemies, rappel down sheer surfaces, and more.&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;3. Halo 3 (υποτίθεται πως έχει πλοκή, αλλά meh)&lt;br /&gt;4. Super Mario Galaxy (looks fun as hell, but no plot here)&lt;br /&gt;5. Unreal Tournament 3 (...)&lt;br /&gt;6. Super Smash Bros. Brawl&lt;br /&gt;7. The Orange Box (ok, αυτό είναι που αναφέραμε ήδη)&lt;br /&gt;8. Call of Duty 4: Modern Warfare (wow! it's not WWII anymore!)&lt;br /&gt;9. Too Human (&lt;i&gt;Too Human is a sci-fi action adventure from developer Silicon Knights.&lt;/i&gt; - fascinating!)&lt;br /&gt;10. Link's &lt;i&gt;Crossbow&lt;/i&gt; Training (for the Wii)&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't notice, that last one was the punchline...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-4929190522664653290?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/4929190522664653290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=4929190522664653290' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/4929190522664653290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/4929190522664653290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2007/10/if-i-had-time-machine-id-tell-person.html' title='If I had a time machine, I&apos;d tell the person who spoiled The Usual Suspects for me how he&apos;s going to die.'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-6749655989054723424</id><published>2007-09-28T12:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T23:45:17.979+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non-comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stand up'/><title type='text'>Shows start October 25!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://comedyclubgreece.blogspot.com/2007/09/14-24.html"&gt;Check it out!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; (try to ignore the ugly web design and long-winded text) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The point is: I'm performing again! Come see me live at Aiolou 48-50 (Monasthraki station)... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm going to need all the help I can get... I'm already scared shitless...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit: an anonymous tip informed me that it's October 25, after all)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-6749655989054723424?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/6749655989054723424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=6749655989054723424' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/6749655989054723424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/6749655989054723424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2007/09/shows-start-october-24.html' title='Shows start October 25!'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-2188088072545576435</id><published>2007-09-25T23:21:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T00:00:01.827+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greek'/><title type='text'>Το ράδιο</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Μου έλεγε η γιαγιά μου για όταν πρωτοείδε ραδιόφωνο. Τους είχε κάνει &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;φοβερή&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; εντύπωση. Ήταν μεσημέρι, κι ο θείος που το έφερε είπε να τους βάλει λίγη μουσική...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;- Έλα μωρέ θείο, απάντησε η γιαγιά, δεν πειράζει... μην τον ενοχλήσουμε τον άνθρωπο τέτοια ώρα...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-2188088072545576435?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/2188088072545576435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=2188088072545576435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/2188088072545576435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/2188088072545576435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post_29.html' title='Το ράδιο'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-1178412981970134426</id><published>2007-09-21T22:52:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T00:37:22.835+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><title type='text'>Career Opportunities</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;How does somebody decide to open a candle shop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"I'm scared of the dark, but I don't trust electricity, either..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Or a funeral home? Who are these people who say "You know what? I want to spend the rest of my life taking care of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;dead bodies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what they answered on those career personality tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Do you enjoy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;peace and quiet&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;-Did you play with dolls, as a child?&lt;br /&gt;-Are you easily startled by sudden movements?&lt;br /&gt;-Do you enjoy dressing people up but hate it when they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;breathe&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;-Do you like people, but only until they start &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;talking&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;-Do you wish people would really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;listen&lt;/span&gt; to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-1178412981970134426?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/1178412981970134426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=1178412981970134426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/1178412981970134426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/1178412981970134426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2007/09/career-opportunities.html' title='Career Opportunities'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-7960362423862385852</id><published>2007-09-04T22:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T21:05:51.099+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>I have a friend... #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I have a friend. He likes to eat chocolate and bacon pancakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always fun whenever he orders.&lt;br /&gt;-Hi, what can I get you?&lt;br /&gt;-Hey, I'd like a pancake... with chocolate and bacon, please.&lt;br /&gt;-Right... *writes it down* --&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whaaaa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we're out together, and he asks for a chocolate and bacon pancake and I'm a curious person and I'm wondering "what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;does&lt;/span&gt; a chocolate and bacon pancake taste like?"&lt;br /&gt;I realize that I'm never going to order any for myself - this is my chance to find out. So he gives me a bite of his chocolate and bacon pancake. And you know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It tastes like a pancake. With chocolate. And bacon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-7960362423862385852?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/7960362423862385852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=7960362423862385852' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/7960362423862385852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/7960362423862385852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-have-friend-1.html' title='I have a friend... #1'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-2822731155330559906</id><published>2007-09-03T10:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T21:05:33.392+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whining'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old people'/><title type='text'>Return of the Barbarians</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hello there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I feel we've reached a sort of... threshold of familiarity. I think I'm finally comfortable enough to share some facts about my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;First of all, I have 4 siblings. Our house is always full. Of noise. Never a dull moment, and all that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fortunately, everybody else was gone on vacation these past few weeks. Me? I spent the summer working, therefore enjoying the rare opportunity of having the entire place to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, they're all back, now. And, as if there weren't enough of them as it is, they brought grandma and grandpa along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after 2 months of eating alone (or barely eating) I suddenly find myself having dinner with a party of 8.&lt;br /&gt;We say grace and sit down. I'm pretty starved and the burgers and pasta are making my mouth water. As I'm about to dig in, I realize that whoever set the table gave me 2 knives. And not even the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;manly&lt;/span&gt; kind you can &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cut&lt;/span&gt; with, I'm talking about 2 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;butter&lt;/span&gt; knives.&lt;br /&gt;So I get up from the table and walk &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; the way to the cutlery drawer to fetch a fork. I sit down again and finally take a bite. It's delicious.&lt;br /&gt;Then, my father asks for the salad. I pass him the salad.&lt;br /&gt;I eat some pasta. It's good pasta.&lt;br /&gt;My sister decides she wants a paper towel. Of course, she can't fetch it herself because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;'s sitting on the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; side of the table. I reach back and stretch as far as I can and hand her the paper towels.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, after all this time, my mouth has dried up. I reach for my glass only to find out that I have no glass. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grandma&lt;/span&gt;'s claimed it as her own.&lt;br /&gt;So I get up. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Again&lt;/span&gt;. To get a glass. I fill it at the sink, drink half, fill it up again and sit back at the table.&lt;br /&gt;I've barely picked up my fork when grandpa, aching for some vegetables, reaches for the salad. He hits my glass, instead, and spills the water all over my plate and lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point, I just left. I waited 'till they were done before going back to the kitchen and eating by myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-2822731155330559906?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/2822731155330559906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=2822731155330559906' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/2822731155330559906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/2822731155330559906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2007/09/return-of-barbarians.html' title='Return of the Barbarians'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-748706873438443096</id><published>2007-09-01T19:02:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T00:38:28.441+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greek'/><title type='text'>Falling Piano</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/RtmSwTY2z9I/AAAAAAAAABM/-hAVOJb3UXw/s1600-h/falling-piano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/RtmSwTY2z9I/AAAAAAAAABM/-hAVOJb3UXw/s320/falling-piano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105273011137073106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;This is an idea I've had for a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; time. Originally I was going to use a grand piano, but I ended up going with the anvil. First of all: it's easier to draw (and has cleaner lines). Secondly, I think anvils are, much more than pianos, items whose main ability is to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;fall&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-748706873438443096?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/748706873438443096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=748706873438443096' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/748706873438443096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/748706873438443096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2007/09/falling-piano.html' title='Falling Piano'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/RtmSwTY2z9I/AAAAAAAAABM/-hAVOJb3UXw/s72-c/falling-piano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-4441469977682639059</id><published>2007-08-29T09:36:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T21:35:27.850+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whining'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cell phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bureaucracy'/><title type='text'>Μου έκλεψαν, πάλι, το κινητό. (part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Συνομιλία με το 8011197000, το τηλεφωνικό κέντρο των καταστημάτων COSMOTE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Καλησπέρα, δίκτυο καταστημάτων COSMOTE, πως μπορώ να σας εξυπηρετήσω;&lt;br /&gt;- Γεια σας. Μπορείτε να με συνδέσετε με το κατάστημα της Στουρνάρη;&lt;br /&gt;- Εμείς είμαστε το τηλεφωνικό κέντρο για όλα τα καταστήματα. Πείτε μου. Τι θέλετε;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Μου κλέψανε το κινητό και σήμερα το πρωί πήγα στη Στουρνάρη να μου βγάλουν καινούργια SIM. Μου είπαν ότι θα ενεργοποιηθεί σε 1-2 ώρες. Έχουν περάσει 5 κι ακόμη τίποτα. Από την εξυπηρέτηση πελατών, αφού άκουσα 10 λεπτά το ίδιο τραγούδι ξανά και ξανά (και ξανά) με έστειλαν στο 69710001313 επειδή α, εγώ έχω καρτοκινητό και το 69710001313 είναι που είναι για τα καρτοκινητά. 20 λεπτά αναμονής αργότερα κι αφού μου ζήτησαν όλα μου τα στοιχεία, κατέληξαν στο ότι δεν είναι--&lt;br /&gt;- Μια στιγμή - θα σας συνδέσω με το υποκατάστημα στη Στουρνάρη.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Καταπληκτική&lt;/em&gt; ιδέα!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-4441469977682639059?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/4441469977682639059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=4441469977682639059' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/4441469977682639059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/4441469977682639059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2007/08/part-2.html' title='Μου έκλεψαν, πάλι, το κινητό. (part 2)'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-1963657639675313859</id><published>2007-08-28T01:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T21:35:56.560+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cell phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greek'/><title type='text'>Θέλω το τηλέφωνό μου πίσω!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Μου έκλεψαν, πάλι, το κινητό. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Είναι το 3ο που χάνω. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Θα γίνω ανέκδοτο!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;- Λέω να πάρω καινούργιο κινητό.&lt;br /&gt;- Γιατί να πληρώνεις; Κλέψε του Duke.&lt;br /&gt;- Μπαααα, δεν μ'αρέσει...&lt;br /&gt;- Ε, κάτσε τότε να του το κλέψει κάποιος άλλος και παίρνεις εσύ το επόμενο...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-1963657639675313859?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/1963657639675313859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=1963657639675313859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/1963657639675313859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/1963657639675313859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='Θέλω το τηλέφωνό μου πίσω!'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593882539900916954.post-1811316600504313799</id><published>2007-08-28T00:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T21:36:10.600+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stand up'/><title type='text'>Funny Monkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm going to start my comedy blog with a video of the first time I ever played in front of a paying audience.&lt;br /&gt;It's in greek, so those of you who speak (listen) greek, enjoy. The rest of you: laugh at the pauses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g8U4KqeKYmY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g8U4KqeKYmY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8593882539900916954-1811316600504313799?l=nopunchline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/feeds/1811316600504313799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8593882539900916954&amp;postID=1811316600504313799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/1811316600504313799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8593882539900916954/posts/default/1811316600504313799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nopunchline.blogspot.com/2007/08/funny-monkey.html' title='Funny Monkey'/><author><name>Dimitrios Doukoglou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i-Nc98aFrIs/STvhC_a9W7I/AAAAAAAAAac/1srmVq8MQ0A/S220/syntagma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
