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Madonna’s new single leaked and is currently beeing downloaded legally in the Netherlands

In the room next door, which I can see through the glass walls, a stingo with a newly found respect for women and men who do their toe nails (it’s tough, not just smacking some paint on as some will have you believe) is dancing like crazy to the sound of Celebration, Madonna’s soon to be released single.

“Now whenever you’ll be listening to this song you will remember Amsterdam”. That put a big smile on my face.

Roses for Mark

Wishlist

This is the kind of underwear, shop window and city I’d like.

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Biking is bliss

How have I fallen for Vondelpark? But of course, biking. Then we had lunch in a former synagogue, now called Bazar. Which was turned into an Arabic restaurant. I call that fusion, some other people call it a lit match on a barrel of gunpowder. I of course have taken the traditional bathroom shot (photo shot! you go to the bathroom with your cam and you shoot yourself in the mirror. Ignore reproachful looks on the faces of others incoming visitors).

I love this city. It makes me feel carefree.

Under the pink

Happyness is tranquility now

Last night I was hysterically laughing at the sound of a vacuum cleaner. So little seems to be required here in terms of minding one’s business.

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My made day

A friend sent me a message I have opened first thing this morning. This part made me laugh so hard: “We’re on the beach. A bad day starts when I have to put on socks or underwear.

Later edit: No, a bad day starts when you get rejected by a junior who was supposed to strictly forward your CV. With the words “Unfortunately, my boss has reached the same conclusion like I had”. F you.

Cuteness

You know your puppy is truly sweet when people you have over offer to clean up the poop.

What to do when you don’t know what to do

(And that would be a question.)

I quite nonchalantly mark as read all the feeds in my reader, drink my coffee, sit in bed, miss calls (not like many call me), look at him distrustingly when he declares yet another time he loves me. He is stubborn. I am sad. Not the best combination I can think of.

Stairs of light

Shiseido Uno Ultra Black Wash

Some luxury products I just deserve, never buy, and still they will find their way to me.

Of somehow related to God

One of the things I wanted to report to you is that taxi driver. He had 17 little crosses hanging from his windshield. 17! Must’ve been a religious man. Right? 17 crosses, a Madonna and another little icon, hanging there, everywhere he went. I felt his belief was strong. I have also noticed his belief in God stood not in his way to fornicate, nor in his way to fornicate with women other than his own wife. I knew that because he was on the phone with his best friend arranging a session with a paid prostitute, to unfold at their home, when his wife was away from, again, their home. I was impressed, there was man with strong believes: in his faith and in the brotherhood of man.

The picture below I took while climbing closer to a different God, the Muslim one. You can probably still see the inscription when you go up the steeple of the Royal Mosque in Constanta.

God bless.

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Yesterday’s clown

I don’t like clowns.

Sometimes there’s such a big gap between appearance and fact. Like yesterday. I feel like a clown and there is a thick layer of make-up that separates my deed deep sadness from the joy of the outside world to such extent that I even manage to make other people’s day with something I say.

I’m illegible, very much inadequate, like a nowadays armchair on an archeological site.

Inadequate