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22.08 '10 |

Tabletki ze słów - Audycja nr 542 - 22.08.2010

Jedyne takie, których przedawkować się nie da, a nawet zaryzykuję stwierdzenie, że im więcej tym lepiej dla osób, które zażywają. Dlatego dzisiaj nie będziemy się ograniczać i dzisiejsza dawka wyniesie czterdzieści dwie "tableteki ze słów". Zapraszam na kurację.

GODZINA 8.05 – 9.00

1. Edyta Bartosiewicz - Sen / CD: Sen
2. Leonard Luther - Sen / CD: Kraina marzeń zagubionych
3. Agnieszka Chrzanowska - Nie bój się nic nie robić / CD: Nie bój się nic nie robić
4. Stare Dobre Małżeństwo - Tabletki ze słów / CD: Tabletki ze słów
5. Duchy - Latawce / CD: Duchy
6. Marek Andrzejewski - Po drugiej stronie powiek / CD: Dziesięć pięter
7. Lidja Jazgar i Galicja - Jutro / CD: Czasem
8. Robert Kasprzycki - Ja nie śpię ja śnię / CD: Niebo do wynajęcia
9. Jacek Kaczmarski - Czerwcowy wicher przy kominku (LIVE) / CD: Dwie skały
10. Marek Grechuta - Świat w obłokach / CD: Magia obłoków
11. Stare Dobre Małżeństwo - Odwet pozorów / CD: Odwet pozorów
12. Cezary Makiewicz - Możesz spać ja poprowadzę / CD: Wszystkie drogi prowadzą do Mrągowa
13. Cezary Makiewicz - Sierpień / CD: Dobra piosenka

GODZINA 9.05 – 10.00

1. Piotr Bukartyk - Prozak / CD: Z czwartku na piatek
2. Stare Dobre Małżeństwo - Makatka z sadu / CD: Beretka dla Bejdaka
3. Pod jednym dachem - Sen Bukowy / CD: Wgórach jest wszystko co kocham cz.7
4. Cisza Jak Ta - Ciepły sen o Bieszczadach / CD: Sen natchniony
5. Bez zobowiązań - Droga przez las / CD: Wgórach jest wszystko co kocham cz.1
6. Pelton - Latem / CD: Wgórach jest wszystko co kocham cz.2
7. Ola Kiełb - Niby wiosna / CD: Niedojrzałę czereśnie
8. Marek Grechuta - Chodźmy / CD: Korowód
9. Marek Grechuta - Świecie nasz / CD: Korowód
10. Marek Grechuta - Wędrówka / BOX: Świecie nasz
11. Marek Grechuta - Letnia przygoda / BOX: Świecie nasz
12. Duchy - Kołysaneczka / CD: Duchy
13. YesKiezSirumem - Kołysanka / CD: Muzyko !
14. YesKiezSirumem - Słońce brzuchate / CD: Muzyko !
15. Czerwony Tulipan - Mroźnym rankiem cię ujrzałam / CD: Erotycznie

GODZINA 10.05 – 11.00

1. Stare Dobre Małżeństwo - Zniechęcenie / CD: Tabletki ze słów
2. Dziejba lesna - Gdybym był młodszy / Archiwum autora
3. Dziejba lesna - A ja bez ciebie / Archiwum autora
4. Dziejba lesna - Gdybym spotkał Ciebie / Archiwum autora
5. Dziejba lesna - Snem mi się stałaś / Archiwum autora
6. Ola Kiełb - Babie lato 91 - 93 / CD: Niedojrzałe czereśnie
7. Stanisław Soyka - Każdy kochać się chce / CD: Jest dobrze, piosenki niedokończone
8. Stanisław Soyka - Zobacz (we mnie człowieka) / CD: Studio Wąchock
9. Grzegorz Turnau i Dorota Miskiewicz - Kino Bałtyk / CD: 11:11
10. Grzegorz Turnau - Dotąd doszliśmy / CD: Pod światło
11. Magda Piskorczyk - Rzeźb mnie PREMIERA !!! / ???
12. Stare Dobre Małżeństwo - Blues nocy bieszczadzkiej / www.sdm.art.pl
13. Mariusz Zadura - Chory na wyobraźnię (LIVE) / Archiwum autora
14. Stare Dobre Małżeństwo - Tabletki ze słów / CD: Tabletki ze słów

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Autor	Komentarz
~hejas 2010-08-22 12:00:44	Re: Tabletki ze słów - Audycja nr 542 - 22.08.2010
~hejas 2010-08-22 12:00:44	zażywanie, gościu, zażywanie! uczsię ojczystego bo ci nagrodę odbiorą!
~Człowiek z Mgły 2010-08-24 14:31:45	Re: Tabletki ze słów - Audycja nr 542 - 22.08.2010
~Człowiek z Mgły 2010-08-24 14:31:45	O co to wielkie haloooo ! Przecież jest napisane poprawnie ???? Pozdrawiam ! PS. a "uczsię" pisze się oddzielnie Mistrzu Ortografii !
~Insislifink 2010-08-24 17:08:21	Re: Tabletki ze slów - Audycja nr 542 - 22.08.2010
~Insislifink 2010-08-24 17:08:21	Hi Folks! I wanted to share with you a AMAZING site I just came across teaching Krav Maga like they teach it in the Israeli Army (IDF) If you guys have seen the Discovery Channel TV Show called Fight Quest you would have seen their chief instructor Ran Nakash there featured on their Krav Maga segment. Anyways, let me know what you think. Is training via the internet something you would do? regards Fred
~? 2010-08-28 17:50:44	Re: Tabletki ze słów - Audycja nr 542 - 22.08.2010
~? 2010-08-28 17:50:44	czy powyższe jest potrzebne :/ przeciez takie bzdety nalezy usuwać
~TerryGP 2010-08-28 22:12:03	Re: Tabletki ze slow - Audycja nr 542 - 22.08.2010
~TerryGP 2010-08-28 22:12:03	"I am starting on a journey of inspection, and of course I shall think nothing of an extra seventy miles to come and see you at the same time, my honored benefactor," wrote Prince Vasili." "It seems that there will be no need to bring Mary out, suitors are coming to us of their own accord," incautiously remarked the little princess on hearing the news. A fortnight after the letter Prince Vasili's servants came one evening in advance of him, and he and his son arrived next day. And now, from the hints contained in his letter and given by the little princess, he saw which way the wind was blowing, and his low opinion changed into a feeling of contemptuous ill will. On the day of Prince Vasili's arrival, Prince Bolkonski was particularly discontented and out of temper. "Do you hear how he's walking?" said Tikhon, drawing the architect's attention to the sound of the prince's footsteps... It had snowed the day before and the path to the hothouse, along which the prince was in the habit of walking, had been swept: the marks of the broom were still visible in the snow and a shovel had been left sticking in one of the soft snowbanks that bordered both sides of the path. "Can a sleigh pass?" he asked his overseer, a venerable man, resembling his master in manners and looks, who was accompanying him back to the house. I am having the avenue swept, your honor. "God be thanked," thought the overseer, "the storm has blown over!" "It would have been hard to drive up, your honor," he added." The prince turned round to the overseer and fixed his eyes on him, frowning. "The road is not swept for the princess my daughter, but for a minister! For me, there are no ministers!" "Your honor, I thought.. "You thought!... I'll teach you to think!" and lifting his stick he swung it and would have hit Alpatych, the overseer, had not the latter instinctively avoided the blow.. Blackguards.. But although Alpatych, frightened at his own temerity in avoiding the stroke, came up to the prince, bowing his bald head resignedly before him, or perhaps for that very reason, the prince, though he continued to shout: "Blackgaurds!.. Before dinner, Princess Mary and Mademoiselle Bourienne, who knew that the prince was in a bad humor, stood awaiting him; Mademoiselle Bourienne with a radiant face that said: "I know nothing, I am the same as usual," and Princess Mary pale, frightened, and with downcast eyes. She thought: "If I seem not to notice he will think that I do not sympathize with him; if I seem sad and out of spirits myself, he will say (as he has done before) that I'm in the dumps. "Fool.. "And the other one is not here. "Where is the princess?" he asked. It is natural in her state. His plate seemed to him not quite clean, and pointing to a spot he flung it away. The little princess was not unwell, but had such an overpowering fear of the prince that, hearing he was in a bad humor, she had decided not to appear." In general at Bald Hills the little princess lived in constant fear, and with a sense of antipathy to the old prince which she did not realize because the fear was so much the stronger feeling. When the little princess had grown accustomed to life at Bald Hills, she took a special fancy to Mademoiselle Bourienne, spent whole days with her, asked her to sleep in her room, and often talked with her about the old prince and criticized him. "His Excellency Prince Vasili Kuragin and his son, I understand?" she said inquiringly... "Why his son is coming I don't understand. I don't want him.) "Are you unwell today? Eh? Afraid of the 'minister' as that idiot Alpatych called him this morning?" "No, mon pere. After dinner, he went to see his daughter-in-law. She grew pale on seeing her father-in-law. She was now plain rather than pretty. "Yes, I feel a kind of oppression," she said in reply to the prince's question as to how she felt. Old Prince Nicholas Bolkonski received a letter from Prince Vasili in November, 1805, announcing that he and his son would be paying him a visit. "My son Anatole is accompanying me on his way to the army, so I hope you will allow him personally to express the deep respect that, emulating his father, he feels for you. Prince Nicholas frowned, but said nothing. Old Bolkonski had always had a poor opinion of Prince Vasili's character, but more so recently, since in the new reigns of Paul and Alexander Prince Vasili had risen to high position and honors. He snorted whenever he mentioned him. Whether he was in a bad temper because Prince Vasili was coming, or whether his being in a bad temper made him specially annoyed at Prince Vasili's visit, he was in a bad temper, and in the morning Tikhon had already advised the architect not to go to the prince with his report. "Stepping flat on his heels--we know what that means.." However, at nine o'clock the prince, in his velvet coat with a sable collar and cap, went out for his usual walk. The prince went through the conservatories, the serfs' quarters, and the outbuildings, frowning and silent. "The snow is deep." The prince bowed his head and went up to the porch. "I heard, your honor, that a minister is coming to visit your honor. "What? A minister? What minister? Who gave orders?" he said in his shrill, harsh voice.." "You thought!" shouted the prince, his words coming more and more rapidly and indistinctly.. Rascals! Blackgaurds!.. "Thought..." shouted the prince rapidly.. Throw the snow back on the road!" did not lift his stick again but hurried into the house. What she found hardest to bear was to know that on such occasions she ought to behave like Mademoiselle Bourienne, but could not." The prince looked at his daughter's frightened face and snorted.. or dummy!" he muttered. They've been telling tales," he thought--referring to the little princess who was not in the dining room. "Hiding?" "She is not very well," answered Mademoiselle Bourienne with a bright smile, "so she won't come down." "Hm! Hm!" muttered the prince, sitting down. Tikhon caught it and handed it to a footman. "I am afraid for the baby," she said to Mademoiselle Bourienne: "Heaven knows what a fright might do. The prince reciprocated this antipathy, but it was overpowered by his contempt for her. www.par-set.ru "So we are to have visitors, mon prince?" remarked Mademoiselle Bourienne, unfolding her white napkin with her rosy fingers. "Hm!--his excellency is a puppy.. I got him his appointment in the service," said the prince disdainfully. Perhaps Princess Elizabeth and Princess Mary know." (He looked at his blushing daughter." Though Mademoiselle Bourienne had been so unsuccessful in her choice of a subject, she did not stop talking, but chattered about the conservatories and the beauty of a flower that had just opened, and after the soup the prince became more genial. The little princess was sitting at a small table, chattering with Masha, her maid. She was much altered. Her cheeks had sunk, her lip was drawn up, and her eyes drawn down.

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