Feline Exchange
June 25, 2009
Me: Hello Kitty!
Her: What’s your point?
Story/State
June 15, 2009
This is a real story coming from a cop who ran into a drunk one night:
-Sir, what are you doing?
-L-l-looking for my…keys
-Ok…(he helps him look for a while) are you sure you lost them here?
-No. But oooover here there’s l-l-light
They were standing under a street light, hah!
Brussels is alright, everything’s still here. The cats are funny, each in their own way. My folks are fine. The weather’s all over the place, a typical Belgian summer. Everyone’s talking and saying the same thing: I have to get it together and do something, I can’t spend another year like this. I agree, but have no clue. My head is spinning…
This post faithfully reflects my schizo state these days. When I’m here I laugh a lot, courtesy of my mum and our weird shared sense of humour. At the same time I’m down because this is just a getaway and, no matter how often they offer, I can’t stay here forever.
I’ve watched a wealth of movies here already. A Dutch war movie, Rodanthe Nights (Richard Gere’s ageing remarkably well. Must be the Buddhism…), Dan in Real Life (funny!), Yes Man (ditto), Insomnia (Robin Williams makes a positively scary psycho, don’t you agree?)…..and that’s all I remember off the top of my head.
I’ll get me coat.
One Of The Boys
June 9, 2009
Check this out! He can even do turns, watch him lean into the curve…Most importantly, he really seems to be enjoying himself. Walking is for sissies…
Chick Magnet
June 4, 2009
The other day I met Lio, a veritable chick magnet. Youthful and energetic with limbs a little long for his body, black shaggy hair, sweet brown eyes and an extremely sunny disposition. In fact, when he saw me he couldn’t help jumping up and licking my face. You have caught on I’m talking about a dog by now, I hope. It was love at first sight for me as well, though I’m actually more of a cat person. But such a friendly character in such a quirky body just really made my heart melt.
I stopped to say hello, and then again ten minutes later when we crossed paths at the opposite river bank. Attached on the other end of the leash was Hassan, this I found out the same evening when we ran into each other again on yet another walk. I sat on a bench for a while as usual, and he came to join me. Why not, I was quite happy for a chat and, more importantly, some snuggle time with Lio. Apparently they’d found each other at the dog pound only the day before. No wonder he’s such a friendly dog, I thought. Apart from that though, nothing much to say to Hassan, it turned out. Though that didn’t stop him from asking for my number. I mumbled a friendly apology and was on my way.
Then yesterday, halfway worried about going for my evening walk and how to firmly but politely handle another encounter with Hassan (I’m really terrible at this, despite years of practise), I spotted Lio happily cavorting with another dog and Hassan equally happily…well, I wouldn’t say they’d reached the cavorting stage, but happily chatting with a Blonde. Passing by again on my way back home, I saw the woman put her dog on a leash and start to leave, but not before getting out her mobile phone and taking Hassan’s number. Success! Way to go Lio, I thought.
Theo and the Girl Without a Name
May 20, 2009
As per request^^.
Oh and today I saw an African juggler at the market, performing his routine while balancing a fish bowl on his head –with actual goldfish in it! Too cool, I’d have taken his picture if I didn’t have my hands full (shopping, you know…).
