Life's hanging on a cable
The war is only a day away and now that every natural (not political) body has turned against this war (nobody likes a war), it is my duty to be in favor of this war. I heard that Poland is even sending in 200 military experts. How does Poland have expertise on military things? The only thing they've seen is a Blitzkrieg woosh by in 2 days lol.

But yes, I am now pro-war. It is obvious that Bush is a Commander of Cheese but he's made up his mind and what is your plan now pacifists?? The war is going to begin and what do you want to do? Do you want to make it more difficult for the Americans? Do you want them to lose? By dragging it out and not supporting it you want to get even more people killed? By obstructing the proces you want the situation to last this long so that it escalates into a World War? Nah, I don't think so.. so be a good pacifist and help fight!!

Of course after the war we have to kick America in the ass for the stunt they pulled. The problem is that it is quite obvious that the CIA or something has more info than they are sharing, in the end maybe the US decision was the right one.

Oh yes, they cut off the cable in my house so I can't even watch it!!! How dreaded!!

Kiel vi fartas? -Tre bone!
Hear ye, hear ye. Hear ye, this calling. I know I've been jumping from language to language.. from Swedish to Russian to Japanese and now to Esperanto. What makes a language hard to learn? First of all the many rules, and especially all the exceptions to the rules. Secondly the strange new vocabulary and thirdly the spelling and pronunciation.

Meet Esperanto, a language only just over a century old, made to make life easier. The whole experiment failed completely but it still exists and if it is rare and useless count on Olaf to be interested in it. So here is the deal, there are 16 grammar rules with NO exceptions to the rules. All words are pronounced the way they are spelled and they are spelled the way they are pronounced. So no double consonants, or a c that could be an s. The vocabulary is made this way that a person from any Western language knows almost immediately what the word means. And with only a small selection of stem words you can expand your own vocabulary by very much . This is done by adding pre- of suffixes which are of course regular.

I say.. give it a try lol..

Music Recommendation
Madredeus
Portugeze fado music. Soothing gitarro melodies and a melencholic female voice singing songs that I of course have no idea about what they mean. There is also an album called Elektronico which contains remixes of their songs. This makes it sound like a lounge-CD. Just a little info for those who dig that. lol

A cidade e os campos...

The sole purpose of my life
It is often said, or should be said more often, that taking your steps in life too big will lead lead eventually to the downfall of your so(u)l(e). My footwear has probably and obviously been damaged by a completely different cause. I can only hope the shoemaker is able to fix it while I wait, because I don't have another pair to walk around on.

She came to me as on a bike
On my way back to my flat happened something a bit unnormal. My mind was wandering on green pastures far away from the dreary streets that I rode on. And as I jumped with my bike onto the curb I saw a girl on a bike on the sidewalk pop up in the left corner of my left eye. I came a bit back to reality, for I realised that I had completely not seen the girl when I headed for the sidewalk. If she had been moving on her bike we would have collided. Like in the Jewel song, she was standing still though. It was when I drove up to the door to the storage room where I put my bike for safety that the girl came into motion. In the right corner of my right eye I saw her move a bit closer. 'Do you know Lillian, you are Lillian's friend aren't you?', she spoke from a distance. I looked at her. 'I know you, I am certain that I know you.', she continued.

I got off my bike and took it with me while I moved closer to the girl. 'I'm sorry, but you must be mistaken', I said. 'No, I am not, you are John.' 'Sorry, I'm not' 'Then your brother's name is John, it must be.' She cracked up into an embarrassed smile as she dropped her head but kept eye-contact. As if a gift from heaven a cluster of curly hairs suddenly waved in front of her face. She took hold of the awkward moment by putting the hairs back safely behind the left ear. When I noticed how much she resembled someone dear I started smiling immensely as well. She resumed by naming people that I should know of. 'I wish I could help you but I don't know any of these people.' 'But you live in this building and you've only been living here for 2 months.' 'Yes that is true, but...' 'See, and my friends told me about you and I said that I knew who they were talking about because I had seen him.' 'You have seen me here before?' 'Is your brother tall too? Are you John? You must be.'

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, it may not better my case by much, but I was ready to crack and give in to her as she had this radiance that would make me say yes to any indecent proposal. I was wondering why she was dragging out this conversation as I've made clear I am not who she thought I was. Maybe she talked to me for a different reason. 'I live on number 91, if that means anything to you', I suggested pseudo-suavely. 'Is that on this side of the building?' 'No, sadly, the other side.' 'Weird... I'm going to get to the bottom of this.' Then she gave me a big smile and said 'I will find out..' and then she left abruptly. 'Say, what's your na... ' But, alas, she was gone.

What I have seen through my both eyes
Adaptation A writer struggling with flowers, clichés, twins and a plot that works.
Being John Malkovich Tickets please, we will be arriving in the mind shortly. Gate 12!
Tampopo Japanese 'Ramen' as a way of life
Silence of the Hams I let the title smell for itself.
Le Grand Bleu (The Big Blue) Best and longest romantic comedy without Meg Ryan (directed by my dear Luc Besson and starring of course Jean Reno.)
Perfect Blue A completely different but/and therefore a very cool anime about pop-idols, dreams, insanity and jealousy.
Harry Potter 2, First Half
A bit boring, unstructured and nothing new (it already wasn't new.)

Today - To-Kyoto
Presidents may be impeached.. but not this day. Today is the crown on the peach blossom. The weather is great, the mood quite fine; let's boogie.

Persistant readers may remember my talk about the german ',ne' which means somewhat like 'isn't it'. Well to my enormous pleasure I discovered that 'ne' in Japanese means exactly 'isn't it'. For example 'Kare wa Nihonjin ja arimasen ne.' (=He isn't Japanese, is he?). It's a great language altogether. Where we would answer 'Thank you!' in response to for instance 'Come in!', in Japanese your answer would be 'O-jama shimasu.' (=I'm going to make a nuisance of myself.)

In most languages (except of course the blunt English one) you have a formal and informal way of addressing someone. In Japanese there is a whole hierarchy in the way you say things. If you address or talk about someone respectable, a 'Sensei' (=teacher,doctor,sir etc.) you will use the 'honourable'-form. If however you talk about that Sensei to someone else, he will respond to you in the 'I'm not worthy- humble'-form. And when the Sensei talks to you, he will use the 'endearing'-form. lol

Receiving royalties
Apparantly there is some royal scandal going on here. It might now be proven that our Queen is the evil pushy mother we all already knew she was and it might also be proven now that the Dutch Secret Intelligence Service is maybe doing illegal things. Hello!!! That is what they are there for. The whole concept of the Intelligence Service is to do the things that are not really 'chique' but are needed for public safety or whatever excuse they come up with to cover up for being as excited as little boys who find a pirate treasure map.

Chotto muzukashii to iu kanji ga shimasu yo...



PS; at brinkster.com they thought it fruitful to delete everything on my webspace, and therefore deleted among other things my guestbook with everything in it. I will make a new one shortly to satisfy your urges to write me.

All that she wants.. is another baby
Yesterday I took care of my Precious, the peripheral that likes the stroke of my fingers. This thing that saves my pokes full dreams for posterity. Yes, I completely cleaned out my keyboard. I have done it a few times before but never with such vigilant vigour as now. I am talking about a complete dissection. Apparantly the whole thing is based on some kind of plastic foil, which hides pressure points that can conduct my strokes to the lickable chip which is located indirectly under the famous 3 LEDs (Num Lock, Caps Lock and Scroll Lock). Which brings me to another big point.. who has EVER used Scroll Lock??? The last time I used it was back in the early 90ies for Microsoft Flight Simulator v3.0; with it you could switch views. So in fact this whole key only seems to exist for mad Arabians who want to learn how to take out skyscrapers. Another side step.. there was this poll and over 40% of the American public answered to the question who was responsible for 9/11: ... yes Saddam! I knew they considered 9/11 to be a bad memory.. but that's not the same as having a bad memory. Or otherwise the American propaganda engine has a few superfluous horse powers in its pocket. Okay.. HUGE sidestep back to my keyboard.

You will not believe the muckle mucus breeding between the keys. I even found some petrified if not putrefied hairs that looked beyond disgusting. And then I will not even mention the bits of potato crisps, dust, bits of nail and things I could not identify anymore. But I completely rinced it with water and after putting it all together stroking my Precious feels like tapping Für Elise on a buttered baby bottom.

Slide, step and close; back to Iraq. We all know that the USA really want to believe in the UN and they really try to solve things maturely by asking the UN first for approval before committing a crime ie. starting a war. Now that they found out that using fake evidence to prove your point does not really convince anybody, they are taking a different approach to get a ‘Yes! Let’s bomb!’-vote. To Mexico they say: if you say nay, whoopisday, there goes our trade. To Angola: If you want our help in education and rice, say Yes! to vice. To Turkey: here’s a blank check, fill out the amount at which you’ll crack. In less poetic words: hello corruption! It is like in court in Roman times: the side that could pay for the most witnesses on their side won the lawsuit. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not against war per sé.. I love getting up in the middle of the night to turn on CNN and see lightflares over a dark Baghdad, cross-hairs on moving targets which explode 2 seconds later, stuff like that. Not to mention that they will finally have new documentary material to repeat and repeat and repeat on the Discovery Channel.

Music Recommendation
Yes it's back. And incomplete as ever before.
Michael Nyman If you have ever seen a Peter Greenaway movie (then let me first feel sorry for the trauma's you must be having) then you must have probably heard Michael's music. I think everyone knows the famous theme for the movie The Piano. But also his music for The Cook, the Thief, his Wife & her Lover, Drowning by Numbers, Prospero's Books and The Draughtsman's Contract is great. It has a kind of minimalistic sound to it but most of the time he uses quite a lot of instruments lol. So it's more a kind of rhythmic pop-ish sensation but with more classical instruments which sometimes even gives it a mediaeval smell.
James Last lol… if you know him, then wait before laughing your tusch off. Okay picture an old home video made by my parents on their holidays. You know, crusty picture quality, bad hairstyles, played slightly faster than real-time. Hold that thought. Know now, that they put James Last as music. Think of the most cheesy corny accordion latin tango new age fiddling you can think of and hear James Last. I am SOOO glad nobody turns my advice into action. Because if you would for instance listen to (in order of cheesiness) Java, Mexican Hat Dance and Biscaya and think of that home video you will..just… not.. live long enough… to warn another soul. And to think, the music really is beautiful in all aspects. But somehow it goes against all your gut feelings. lol

On a final note
HAPPY 03.03.03-DAY!!!!!!!!!! (thanks to a friend who reminded me lol)

I wish I was queer so I could get chicks...