It took me a while to find it, but I did just the same! I walked miles and miles, with nothing on my mind but the will to find it. It had to be somewhere, out there, waiting for me to realize it was the One. I’ve seen a lot of them during my…… Continue reading I found it.
I told you! Many times! The Internets are alluring and sexy and promising… But they will always end up lying to you! Here is yet another proof… For some reason, I had thoughts of countries fitting how many times in others… and I was thinking about that and had the reflex I always have: Google!…… Continue reading I told you not to trust the Internets!
I am in Kastrup’s airport… Not for long. I had a nice trip over to Casablanca. Just like I remembered, being trapped in that metal flying cigar was soothing. Almost seven hours of carefree looking out the window and wondering… The stars shone, their light dimmed out slowly and the sun rose. We landed in…… Continue reading Go back home!
I have killed the last few hours in Pierre Eliot Trudeau Airport preparing drafts for the days to come. I have a feeling I will not take as much time on my tablet once on the other side of the ocean… And even then, I probably won’t have access to wi-fi all that much. So…… Continue reading I’m leaving on a jet plane…
Yesterday night I decided enough was enough! I got home a little after midnight, dropped my coat, my scarf and my mittens, sat on the couch and decided enough was enough. I had done enough overtime in the last past year, had seen my desk way enough hours, taken enough calls, been yelled and cursed…… Continue reading Enough…
The committee has met tonight. There was a lot of coffee drinking involved. Many questions have been brought to discuss… Of course, it will be a lot of organization. The expected attendance is not promising… But there was still an agreement. The second edition of Min Personlige Dansk Filmfestival is now official. The dates have…… Continue reading MPDFF, second edition…
Just out of bed, with sticky eye corners and all. Sitting on the couch, wrapped in a blanket, thinking how good a millionaire I would be. It is grey outside. Grå. I don’t have a commun disease in Québec, drawing people to keep a close track of the upcoming weather. People here visit weather websites,…… Continue reading Shower day (not international)
Seems my intensive reading tonight has inspired me to write too… So here’s a first attempt. Jeg har hende, du har ham… Hvem er vi, egentlig? Hænder bundet, blindede øjne… Er vi fri? Mange gange omkring hinanden Aldrig samme sted, samme tid Stående i stilhed på søen Håber isen ikke bryder Special thanks…… Continue reading First attempt with Danish poetry…
New Danish lesson next Friday! Yay!! I really have to work on my homework, but something is drawing my attention away from the dictionary; Halfsan Rasmussen’s ABC poems. For people familiar with Mr. Rasmussen, my interest might look a little bit weird. The ABC collection is a bunch of short poems written for young children.…… Continue reading Halfdan Rasmussen…
Early Sunday morning. Too early. Getting some credits for eventual future crumbles early (See “L’avenir appartient à ceux qui se lèvent tôt”). Anyway, I thought I’d go for a walk in Skagen… I heard a lot about it and I wanted to get out of town a little. I was about to step on Denmark’s…… Continue reading I just wanted to go walking in Skagen…
Cyranny's Cove 