The Big Apple… I never had an appeal for big cities. Big cities are loud, crowded and dirty… I probably thought that because I had always lived in peaceful little places. New York was far from a peaceful little place. It was big. American Big. As soon as we entered Manhattan’s core, I felt like…… Continue reading Too good to be fiction? (part 2)
Do you remember our roadtrip in 2001? The one that we arranged when I found the supposedly exact address for Amytiville’s famous haunted house. Arranged being a big word… If my memory is good, the conversation resembled this; Hey, I found the Amityville house’s address! Really?? We should go… We should, indeed! How about next…… Continue reading Too good to be fiction?
Discovering other cultures forces you to look at your own people, and compare… And when I compare Québec to the rest of the world, it seems we are very confused and/or confusing people… First, we are the (almost) only people speaking French in all North America. Of course there are other French speakers around, but…… Continue reading Imperial or Metric?
This morning Svendborg’s Fairy whispered to my ear again… I was still asleep, it goes without saying. For this is the way fairies talk to simple humans. She gave me more information about the green magic dress, and was pleased that I was taking her mission at heart. How could I take things lightly? She…… Continue reading From fairytales to spying games….
I’ve been reading a lot about women in bikinis lately… He, like all men, seem to be craving skin showing women in tiny little bikinis and he, just like them all just can’t get enough of them… Bikinis are what real men want! Too bad for all the romantic girls out there, ready too swoon…… Continue reading You want Bikinis????….
Dear friend, I took this picture shortly after you went to bed tonight. I wanted to capture the moment. I think you’ll like it as much as I do, or at least I hope so. It is just imperfect enough to my liking. A little blurry, like me, presenting a questionable subject, badly framed. That’s…… Continue reading Because the moon in your sky is the moon in mine… A response to my dear faraway friend, and possibly the longest Blog post title in the history of Blogging!
Today I got spoiled again… I know you’ll probably say you did it out of boredom. Maybe it was the reason you took time to send pieces of your day abroad, like a set of stills… But the result is the same. Today, I sat with my earphones on, I closed my eyes, I listened,…… Continue reading I dag var jeg et lille barn…
It happens every time. Just like the Internets, organs are not to be trusted. Hearts will go out of their ways to make up stories, so you choose their aguments over your Head’s. Knowing dang too well that it is the Head’s main job to take decisions… And, let’s face it, Hearts aren’t the best…… Continue reading Hands and bladder conspiracy…
At the office. Alone. It is time for supper, and tonight I am feasting on a not that exciting bowl of Hamburger Helper. To make it more… To make it less… Hmmm. I decided to go get some ketchup from the building’s cafeteria. The two maintenance employees were lunching together. It is a little special…… Continue reading Something’s wrong…
I am working on another post, and I need a map to make my point. Well one of them. Open Google Map, start trying to make things look as funny as I find them… and I get this message from Google; “Cette carte a été créée spécialement pour vous” Meaning “This map has been created…… Continue reading I feel special…
Cyranny's Cove 