Monday, July 28, 2008

Step by step

Sometimes days just come and days just go. This doesn't say that nothing happens though. In fact a lot goes on during most days that you forget or maybe better identify to be special. You expect your alarm clock to go off at the set time. You expect your newspaper to be on your doorstep. You expect your way of transport to run like clockwork. Actually during a day you expect so much it in itself is a miracle.

Of course I don't expect any reader to take notice tomorrow of all these things. I can hear a few scream 'Not enough hours in day to take notice' but it might be a good thing not all is taken for granted. (Don't say thank you to the alarm going off but maybe say thank you to the guy delivering the newspaper)

We Dutch are generally considered rude. This comes mostly because of the fact we don't say thank you enough. I will not defend it because I still think saying thank you to people doing their job is said once a month when they pick up their pay but I will try to say thank you more often when people make the extra effort.

Now I just have to recognize the efforts ;)

Sunday, July 20, 2008

Everything comes in t(h)rees

First off a little success story: Won a poker game just yet. I went all in with 33 and they became a full house. Next hand again 33. Opponent went all in and my three's held up. End of game.

But what I really wanted to share is something that 'disturbed' me earlier today. We decided to go out for a walk before tuning in for the last part of today's Tour de France stage and went to the nearby woods. The amount of garbage lying around was disgusting. I can understand the occasional piece of paper making travel arrangements to get out of the city. Preferred operator for that trip is the wind but for most of the garbage that doesn't fly. Most people go out to the woods to enjoy the scenery but fail to tidy up after themselves. Why? Are they so ignorant or is it laziness? Probably a combination of the two. We saw two pairs of pantie hoses btw. I can but rather not imagine how they ended up there.....

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

So you write?

"I was writing last night but it went nowhere so I trashed it."

"You write?"

"Yeah, I've been doing that since high school."

"Funny, I never thought of you as a writer."

"Hmm, what did you think of me?"

"Not sure really..."

"So actually you never really thought of me."

"Yeah well, I did but not as a writing kind of guy."

<<<Saw the opening. Had to take advantage of it>>>

"Ah okay, so if I'd write you a love letter your thought and my writing would come together?"

"Uh uh, can we talk about something else?"

"Sure, that's fine with me."

"What do you write about?"

<<< I am who I am>>>

"Love letters!"


Yes I had fun

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Summer pregnancies

Yesterday we were visiting a friend of Nathalie. I hadn’t seen her for awhile so I was surprised to find her pregnant but for this entry that isn’t important. What is, is the fact she was 6.5 months pregnant and was complaining about the heat that has the Dutch huffing and puffing for the last two days.  Currently a storm front is moving in so tomorrow we’ll be back to normal temperatures.

Anyways, hearing her complain about the heat I couldn’t resist (nobody would expect that after all) to ask her why in this day and age of planning she chose to have her last months for the pregnancy from July till September? Before anyone comments about how not every woman has the luxury to plan a pregnancy I will argue that although I acknowledge that fact I also know the majority is able to.

Her answer was that she had thought about a lot of things but this had escaped her. Okay, happens.

 I started to wonder though if she was alone in this. So today I searched for birth statistics and I was surprised to learn that the number of births does not vary much from month to month. In fact the summer months have a slightly higher total. I cannot come up with an explanation for this. I would have thought people took the heat more into consideration and also for me personally the summer months are umm hornier. I mean the lesser amount of clothing certainly has its effects. ;-)

So I guess my babies would have been born in April or May.