<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30236994</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 02:39:22 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Svetilnik in sedem palčkov</title><description>medbesedilnost življenja</description><link>http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (ursa)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>140</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30236994.post-7975681207034009196</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Apr 2009 15:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-22T17:47:08.520+02:00</atom:updated><title>Vse najboljše!</title><description>želim materi Zemlji in sebi ... in nama podarjam moj najljubši del Friendsov ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WSE22AWQPJ8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WSE22AWQPJ8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30236994-7975681207034009196?l=ursacehovin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2009/04/vse-najboljse.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ursa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30236994.post-806579537422464379</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Apr 2009 16:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-11T00:17:55.653+02:00</atom:updated><title>Maturantski ples vol. 3</title><description>Po obisku treh maturantskih plesov v razmaku sedmih let lahko rečem, da se nekatere stvari (žal) ne spreminjajo. Še vedno se nekatera dekleta ne zavedajo, da preveč solarija v prekratkem časovnem odbobju (oz. recimo raje solarij nasplošno) pač ne pričara poletnega videza, da prekratke in preizrezane obleke v stilu show dance-a pač ne izpadejo tako sexi kot na tekmovalnem parketu in da zlato pravilo make up-a (več je manj) ni le moto vpijočega v puščavi. &lt;br /&gt;Karte so še vedno (pre)drage, voditelji smešni le izjemoma, predstavitve razredov pa tako zelo insajderske, da neposvečeni ostanemo zunaj.&lt;br /&gt;A hrana je vsakič znova odlična, kar lahko zaradi cene karte brez slabe vesti izkoristiš (telovadiš lahko naslednjih x let, 10 različnih tort pa imaš na voljo le ta večer) ... v zraku pa plava omamen (in naiven) občutek odraslosti in glamurja ...&lt;br /&gt;Gaudeamus igitur!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30236994-806579537422464379?l=ursacehovin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2009/04/maturantski-ples-vol-3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ursa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30236994.post-6516308521147517488</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Mar 2009 21:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-29T14:15:03.819+02:00</atom:updated><title>Ljubimec.</title><description>Imam novega ljubimca. Je samo moj. Na vsak moj nežen dotik se strastno odzove. Vedno ve, katera glasba ustreza mojemu razpoloženju in mi jo nežno mrmra ... večglasno. Pravzaprav se mi zdi, da sva uglašena na enako frekvenco, saj so najine misli tako prepletene, da delujejo kot misli ene osebe ... Ah!&lt;br /&gt;On je H. P. (in ne, ni Harry Potter).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30236994-6516308521147517488?l=ursacehovin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2009/03/ljubimec.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ursa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30236994.post-7084949399789098351</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Feb 2009 09:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-11T10:41:17.217+01:00</atom:updated><title>Ker se cenim.</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WInBV8g72hc/SZKX_LPu6-I/AAAAAAAABCE/v8qTtgLmZDM/s1600-h/1000proc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WInBV8g72hc/SZKX_LPu6-I/AAAAAAAABCE/v8qTtgLmZDM/s400/1000proc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301466822974827490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30236994-7084949399789098351?l=ursacehovin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2009/02/ker-se-cenim.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ursa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WInBV8g72hc/SZKX_LPu6-I/AAAAAAAABCE/v8qTtgLmZDM/s72-c/1000proc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30236994.post-7480267951521703375</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Feb 2009 11:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-02T00:08:58.097+01:00</atom:updated><title>Brez primere.</title><description>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4wjg_8mbj1Q&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/4wjg_8mbj1Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(danes je ravno primeren dan za objavo mojega najljubšega slovenskega prispevka evrovizijskim odrom ... očitno recesija vpliva tudi na kakovost Eminih zmagovalk ...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30236994-7480267951521703375?l=ursacehovin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2009/02/brez-primere.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ursa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30236994.post-5885482664523232072</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Jan 2009 22:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-29T01:04:56.995+01:00</atom:updated><title>Top secret.</title><description>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;V osnovnošolskih časih moj najljubši film. Kot razlog sumim Vala Kilmerja (ki se mi še vedno zdi greha vreden ... v takratni podobi seveda ... blush) ... &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O--qnIdCR1M&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/O--qnIdCR1M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30236994-5885482664523232072?l=ursacehovin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2009/01/top-secret.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ursa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30236994.post-4379317711778296899</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 08:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-24T22:36:16.412+01:00</atom:updated><title>GZ vol 4</title><description>Čeprav sem se &lt;a href="http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2008/04/gz-vol-3.html"&gt;skoraj leto (!?) nazaj&lt;/a&gt; spraševala, če se je še vredno boriti, mi je med zadnjim obiskom Hervisa postalo jasno, da je to še kako potrebno! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najprej sem opazila spodaj prikazano stilizirano obliko &lt;a href="http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2008/01/gz-vol-2.html"&gt;prejnadvsenevšečnega stvora.&lt;/a&gt; In bila prijetno presenečena. Stvar sploh ne izgleda več tako obupno slabo ... očitno se svet obrača na bolje ... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WInBV8g72hc/SXbjCDJdO6I/AAAAAAAABBg/TALKifeAmrM/s1600-h/DSC00551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WInBV8g72hc/SXbjCDJdO6I/AAAAAAAABBg/TALKifeAmrM/s400/DSC00551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293668036364811170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ampak ko stvar doseže še "modne" dodatke, pa ni več lušno in izboljšano ...  je le še brez okusa. Le kam drvimo na kolesih materalizma ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WInBV8g72hc/SXbi6bSGhZI/AAAAAAAABBY/AIiI_CVF-5A/s1600-h/DSC00550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WInBV8g72hc/SXbi6bSGhZI/AAAAAAAABBY/AIiI_CVF-5A/s400/DSC00550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293667905404568978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30236994-4379317711778296899?l=ursacehovin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2009/01/gz-vol-4.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ursa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WInBV8g72hc/SXbjCDJdO6I/AAAAAAAABBg/TALKifeAmrM/s72-c/DSC00551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30236994.post-6487838101567359341</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 2009 23:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-03T11:52:27.467+01:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uRv8gnBMiWM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uRv8gnBMiWM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30236994-6487838101567359341?l=ursacehovin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ursa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30236994.post-8637383931236822522</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2008 20:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-24T23:01:56.179+01:00</atom:updated><title>Voščilo.</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WInBV8g72hc/SVKq3qlA3-I/AAAAAAAAA_I/vdtNEtNxpk4/s1600-h/greeting2009.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WInBV8g72hc/SVKq3qlA3-I/AAAAAAAAA_I/vdtNEtNxpk4/s400/greeting2009.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283473186158075874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dragi moji ... želim vam, da bi znali ustaviti čas, da bi poboljšali svet, bi ne prehitro in ne prenaglas pobožali kakšen cvet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30236994-8637383931236822522?l=ursacehovin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2008/12/voilo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ursa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WInBV8g72hc/SVKq3qlA3-I/AAAAAAAAA_I/vdtNEtNxpk4/s72-c/greeting2009.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30236994.post-2710333469194645613</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Dec 2008 23:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-18T00:46:18.696+01:00</atom:updated><title>Gravity.</title><description>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eLHQ4H93P2Q&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/eLHQ4H93P2Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30236994-2710333469194645613?l=ursacehovin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2008/12/gravity.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ursa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30236994.post-1290463815441318109</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Dec 2008 22:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-09T01:04:08.741+01:00</atom:updated><title>Dotik zelenega spomina.</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WInBV8g72hc/ST2jSDk1XfI/AAAAAAAAA24/OxKa2Zpoxv4/s1600-h/Ursa--100-bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WInBV8g72hc/ST2jSDk1XfI/AAAAAAAAA24/OxKa2Zpoxv4/s400/Ursa--100-bw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277553868940860914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30236994-1290463815441318109?l=ursacehovin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2008/12/dotik-zelenega-spomina.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ursa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WInBV8g72hc/ST2jSDk1XfI/AAAAAAAAA24/OxKa2Zpoxv4/s72-c/Ursa--100-bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30236994.post-3842957324065345637</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Dec 2008 23:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-06T00:19:06.678+01:00</atom:updated><title>Dragi Miklavž,</title><description>prošnja ostaja ista kot &lt;a href="http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2007/12/dragi-miklav.html"&gt;lansko leto&lt;/a&gt;, ker še vedno čakam izpolnitev,&lt;br /&gt;kljub čakanju te imam rada,&lt;br /&gt;tvoja urša&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Hvala za barbi hišo. Letos te prosim še za barbiko. Hiši je dolgčas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30236994-3842957324065345637?l=ursacehovin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2008/12/dragi-miklav.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ursa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30236994.post-8904888471830577054</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Oct 2008 21:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-02T00:00:38.341+02:00</atom:updated><title>Rezultat.</title><description>Poskus, omenjen dva posta nazaj, uspel. Rezultat pozitiven. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30236994-8904888471830577054?l=ursacehovin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2008/10/rezultat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ursa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30236994.post-6376748780336477229</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Sep 2008 17:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-21T19:45:08.000+02:00</atom:updated><title>Mart. Parallele.</title><description>Kdor me vsaj malo pozna, ve, da ima trema name pogubni učinek. In ker smo od malega pitani s  strahove-je-teba-premagati nasveti, sem se odločila, da nekaj podobnega poskusim še sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In tako vas vabim na koncert primorske skupine &lt;a href="http://www.martmusic.net/"&gt;MART&lt;/a&gt;, ki bo v petek, 26. septembra, ob 20h v kinodvorani v Ajdovščini premierno izpeljala svoj projekt Parallele. Pri projektu sem sodelovala tudi sama, saj so za en komad rabili ženski vokal. In zdaj se bo treba izkazati še v živo ... držite pesti! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RrllWEcJMKk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RrllWEcJMKk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30236994-6376748780336477229?l=ursacehovin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2008/09/mart-parallele_21.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ursa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30236994.post-2583729109323833344</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Sep 2008 20:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-20T22:46:25.536+02:00</atom:updated><title>Poskus.</title><description>Izvajam poskus &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ali je didaktiko mogoče narediti z dnevom in pol učenja&lt;/span&gt;. Vrhunec eksperimenta v ponedeljek ob 3h. Rezultati v roku enega tedna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30236994-2583729109323833344?l=ursacehovin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2008/09/poskus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ursa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30236994.post-7095242001672797479</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Sep 2008 09:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-17T13:13:34.168+02:00</atom:updated><title>Steve Jobs.</title><description>&lt;embed id="VideoPlayback" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=6791277826275399315&amp;amp;hl=sl&amp;amp;fs=true" style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Vedno znova navdihujoče.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30236994-7095242001672797479?l=ursacehovin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2008/09/steve-jobs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ursa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30236994.post-8649639424916614491</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Sep 2008 07:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-01T10:22:56.394+02:00</atom:updated><title>Nagradna igra.</title><description>Vedno me je nekaj motilo na tej sliki. In ne, moja šoba pač taka je, tu nič ne morem. Bolj me zanima kam je izginila druga polovica zelenega puloverja?&lt;br /&gt;Aja, na sliki z našo predrago Tweet. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WInBV8g72hc/SLulW3mIUQI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/e2LwnZNh6kQ/s1600-h/ANA+004%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WInBV8g72hc/SLulW3mIUQI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/e2LwnZNh6kQ/s400/ANA+004%2B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240964403675287810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. Nagrajena bo seveda izvirnost. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30236994-8649639424916614491?l=ursacehovin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2008/09/nagradna-igra.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ursa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WInBV8g72hc/SLulW3mIUQI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/e2LwnZNh6kQ/s72-c/ANA+004%2B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30236994.post-59208082195980778</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 17:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-29T11:02:22.065+02:00</atom:updated><title>Labirint.</title><description>V Tivoliju so postavili &lt;a href="http://www.sigledal.org/index.php?id=32&amp;amp;tx_ttnews%5Btt_news%5D=776&amp;amp;cHash=cab087cd3a"&gt;Labirint trenutkov&lt;/a&gt;. Za otroke (in ostale navdušene privržence kamor se štejem tudi sama) zelo všečna zadeva. Pravzaprav mi je všeč otroškost, ki se prebudi, ko se 'izgubljen' prebijaš skozi zavite predore, premaguješ strah in strašne pošasti in na koncu ravno v pravem trenutku najdeš srce labirinta, kjer te čaka ... No, ta labirint na žalost ni take narave, je pa začetek. :) In čeprav je namenjen mlajšim in se v njem odvijajo gledališki dogodki, vseeno pojdite in se prepustite ostanku pravljic in domišljije.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WInBV8g72hc/SLcpMechkVI/AAAAAAAAA0A/Nyr4iCCye_4/s1600-h/DSC00403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WInBV8g72hc/SLcpMechkVI/AAAAAAAAA0A/Nyr4iCCye_4/s400/DSC00403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239701985776734546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30236994-59208082195980778?l=ursacehovin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2008/08/labirint.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ursa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WInBV8g72hc/SLcpMechkVI/AAAAAAAAA0A/Nyr4iCCye_4/s72-c/DSC00403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30236994.post-2566115468512563992</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Aug 2008 22:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-30T00:44:01.081+02:00</atom:updated><title>razmišljanje.</title><description>za lepimi trenutki, ki jih (zlasti ženski spol) še vse prevečkrat ponovno vrtimo v mislih, znajo priti trenutki, ki niso tako zelo lepi in vredni zapomnitve ... a s seboj nosijo lastnost, da lepim trenutkom dodajo nekaj grenkega ... zaradi njih se ni več tako prijetno spominjati raznih belih buenov, mcdonaldsov,  bourneov ... ne maram takih trenutkov.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30236994-2566115468512563992?l=ursacehovin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2008/08/razmiljanje.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ursa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30236994.post-1135236093454084912</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jul 2008 14:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-18T00:37:09.866+02:00</atom:updated><title>preblisk.</title><description>Kdaj veš, da so prelepa leta brezskrbnega otroštva za tabo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ko se želiš usesti na gugalnico ... pa ne gre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30236994-1135236093454084912?l=ursacehovin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2008/07/preblisk.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ursa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30236994.post-556721292257182198</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Jul 2008 21:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-13T14:40:53.000+02:00</atom:updated><title>Oratorij.</title><description>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;V tednu od 30. junija do 4. julija je v župniji Ljubljana – Stožice prvič potekal oratorij. Kljub začetnim težavam in neizkušenosti je 15 mladih animatorjev organiziralo pester, poučen in nadvse zabaven teden za 32 otrok. Otroci so sodelovali v različnih delavnicah – skavtski, glasbeni, športni, pekovski in umetniški, spoznavali zgodbo sv. Pavla in preizkušali svoje moči v različnih igrah. Delo animatorjev je bilo več kot poplačano z veseljem in navdušenjem otrok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/blockquote&gt;Bilo je finofajn. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jk9NGFPNGAA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jk9NGFPNGAA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30236994-556721292257182198?l=ursacehovin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2008/07/oratorij.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ursa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30236994.post-5826420157385518908</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Jul 2008 09:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-06T11:59:48.333+02:00</atom:updated><title>Gajo. Be there.</title><description>To sredo (9. julij) ste vsi najlepše vabljeni, da pridete zvečer v Jazz klub Gajo ... nekje po osmi uri zvečer bo imel Perpetuum Jazzile tam celovečerni koncert ... brez vstopnine :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30236994-5826420157385518908?l=ursacehovin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2008/07/gajo-be-there.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ursa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30236994.post-3953681239696816860</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jun 2008 16:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-29T12:03:45.716+02:00</atom:updated><title>Čopova.</title><description>Nekaj dni nazaj sem v lahnem drncu (!?) brzela po Čopovi proti Prešernovem trgu in se pri tem elegantno izmikala množici delilcev raznoraznih letakov (ki ti ponujajo raznorazne popuste v raznoraznih lepotilnih salonih, te opozarjajo na raznorazne razprodaje itd.) ... pravzaprav se niti nisem pretirano izogibala, ponavadi flajer pač vzamem, da ubogega delilca odrešim enega bremena, in ga za naslednjim vogalom vržem v smeti ... mnogokrat me niti ne zanima, kaj flajer reklamira ...&lt;br /&gt;... Tistega dne je bilo drugače. Mojo pozornost je vzbudilo dejstvo, da sta mi bila v vsej množici letakov ponujena le dva. In najverjetneje bi ju takoj vrgla v smeti, če ne bi bila kot po naključju oba povezana s stvarjo, ki sem jo ŽE prerasla. Prvi flajer je reklamiral Highschool Pena Party (hm?), drugi pa neko spletno stran, kjer lahko srednješolci (hm?!) prispevajo svoja mnenja o profesorjih itd ... kot vem, NE zgledam stara 16 let, niti si NE želim biti in če smo že pri tem, tudi flajerji mi NISO ravno pri srcu ... so, just don't bother!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30236994-3953681239696816860?l=ursacehovin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2008/06/opova.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ursa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30236994.post-8563623069950446139</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jun 2008 11:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-21T21:07:22.412+02:00</atom:updated><title>park Zvezda</title><description>iz travne perspektive ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WInBV8g72hc/SFziUzgs7eI/AAAAAAAAAw4/wIiLokey8Os/s1600-h/DSC00316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WInBV8g72hc/SFziUzgs7eI/AAAAAAAAAw4/wIiLokey8Os/s400/DSC00316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214291315640823266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WInBV8g72hc/SFziGEwiK2I/AAAAAAAAAww/beDkbsSsjCo/s1600-h/DSC00317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WInBV8g72hc/SFziGEwiK2I/AAAAAAAAAww/beDkbsSsjCo/s400/DSC00317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214291062572591970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... in noro dober občutek je, ko sredi popoldneva (po odličnem kosilu) zaspiš kar sredi parka v objemu drage osebe ... aaaah ... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30236994-8563623069950446139?l=ursacehovin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2008/06/park-zvezda.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ursa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WInBV8g72hc/SFziUzgs7eI/AAAAAAAAAw4/wIiLokey8Os/s72-c/DSC00316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30236994.post-3428324947240493841</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Jun 2008 13:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-21T13:47:40.112+02:00</atom:updated><title>Milni mehurček.</title><description>... včeraj je mimo mene priplaval milni mehurček. Kar tako iznenada. Kot bi se na svoji poti med paralelnimi svetovi za trenutek ustavil v našem. In se odločil spremeniti moj pogled na svet. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Barve so zamenjale odtenke in postale bolj žive, drevesa so iztegnila svoje dolge roke in liste nastavila soncu. Le-to je zasijalo močneje. In moje srce je zabilo hitreje.&lt;/span&gt; Nato je za nekaj trenutkov obsedel na pločniku in se nastavljal soncu, preden je odlebdel spreminjati poglede in svetove nekega drugega svetovja ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(izrazje navdihnjeno pri G. Strniši, posvečeno M.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30236994-3428324947240493841?l=ursacehovin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ursacehovin.blogspot.com/2008/06/milni-mehurek.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ursa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>