This picture was accidentally found during my recent trip to Budapest. I did not even know that it exists. 
Chess Daily News from Susan Polgar
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I found three copies of it on a shelf.
She looks a bit Hungary. (I can’t believe I said that!)
Waffle cookies. Snack of champions. 🙂
Who’s that simple beautiful girl? Do you have her mobile phone number?
You’re teasing your fans Susan (:-).
Gabor
What a fascinating facial expression! It would be interesting to know that the young woman was thinking at the time.
u’ve got long black hair!
That guy gabor looks like this weird doctor from kentucky i used to know.
Susan you would have been a movie star if you didnt choose chess ; )
How did your hair go from black to blonde ?
One anon wrote:
That guy gabor looks like this weird doctor from kentucky i used to know.
Yep, you got it. May I ask who are you? Some clues would be probably sufficient.
Gabor
The pattern of the squares on the uneaten part of the cookie spells “Hungarian Defense” in Morse Code 🙂
Looks like some kind of dessert and a glass of Port. And Ms. Polgar’s gaze in this picture is quite lovely.
What is this? Matzo?
Wow! -gasp- Wow! -blink- Wow! -gasp-
Those eyes! Those eyes! Those eyes!
anonymous:
Gabor looks like a cool middle-aged professional to me.
He will to you as you mature, as well. Wait and see.
Photo Caption:
“Look into my eyes…yes…look deeply into my eyes…you are feeling sleepy…very sleepy…soon you will be like this wafer in my hands…”
hey who is this girl???? is she single?? haha im j/k
Great picture, but I hope you were not doping ;o)
attn: edtrice, I havent read or heard 1 comment from Fischer on this alleged Gothic chess match vs Anatoli Karpov. Until Bobby makes public comments about committing to this match it is only PR for Gothic chess at this point.
Is that seder night? I see wine and matzo.
I got one, too:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/schwarti/311072121/in/set-72157594400316804/
Please also notice the Susan’s haircut on this one:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/schwarti/311072104/in/set-72157594400316804/
I had these in my drawer since 1989. 🙂
AllI can say is that darker hair suits you nice as well…
this picture takes my doubt about your nose away
leggo my eggo!!
I am sooo in love.
What a beguiling beauty :))
XXOO
Joe H.
Where you are…
That’s where I want to be.
And through your eyes,
All the things I want to see.
And in the night,
You are my every dream…
You’re the love of my life
And the breath in my prayers
Take my hand, lead me there…
What I need…is you here.
I can’t forget when we were one
From your sweet lips
The Heavens did pour out…
I can’t forget when we were one
When I was free…
We go dancing in the soft moonlight
With the starlight in your eyes…
We dance until the sunrise
And we dance…dance…dance…
Hey now, all you lovers,
Put your lights on,
Put your lights on…
And…
Now there’s an angel,
A whispering in my ear
She softly sighs and says,
I’ve got nothing to fear.
Very sexy!
Ive been thinking about our fortune
And Ive decided that were really not to blame
For the love thats deep inside us now
Is still the same
And the sounds we make together
Is the music to the story in your eyes
Its been shining down upon me now
I realize
Listen to the tide slowly turning
Wash all our heartaches away
Were part of the fire that is burning
And from the ashes we can build another day
But Im frightened for your children
That the life that we are living is in vain
And the sunshine weve been waiting for
Will turn to rain
Listen to the tide slowly turning
Wash all our heartaches away
Were part of the fire that is burning
And from the ashes we can build another day
But Im frightened for the children
That the life that we are living is in vain
And the sunshine weve been waiting for
Will turn to rain
When the final line is over
Its certain that the curtains gonna fall
I can hide inside your sweet sweet love
For ever more
–TMB
Too easy to falling in love with her, then I can die happy.
this picture show the harmony and balance of a beauty chess game …
You will remember…
You will remember that leaping stream
where sweet aromas rose and trembled,
and sometimes a bird, wearing water
and slowness, its winter feathers.
You will remember those gifts from the earth:
indelible scents, gold clay,
weeds in the thicket and crazy roots,
magical thorns like swords.
You’ll remember the bouquet you picked,
shadows and silent water,
bouquet like a foam-covered stone.
That time was like never, and like always.
So we go there, where nothing is waiting;
we find everything waiting there.
–PN
If You Forget Me…
I want you to know
one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.
–PN
If a picture paints a thousand words,
then why can’t I paint you?
The words would never show,
the you I’ve come to know…
If a face could launch a thousand ships,
then where am I to go?
There’s no one here but you,
you’re all that’s left me to…
And when, my love, for life
is running dry,
You come and pour,
yourself on me…
If a man could be two places at one time,
I’d be with you,
tomorrow and today,
beside you all the way…
If the world should stop revolving,
Spinning slowly down to die…
I’d spend the end with you,
and when the world was through…
Then one…by one,
the stars would all go out…
Then you…and I,
would simply,
fly away!
–DG