What made you smile today?

We went to our new "Mega Cinema" this evening, stadium seating, state of the art sound, and Denzel Washington in "Man on Fire" ... now who wouldn't smile at that?

Ahhhhhhhhh Denzel, you are awesome!

You counting yourself down, Ketamine????

Thanks above!!! Fom @ www.miff.org this July 2004 !!!
Somehow, I just knew, one day my summer would come in.

Hooray, algis!

I' have one of those permanent inner smiles and this makes me feel normanmailer than usual.

THAT made me smile!

When the clock turned 3 o'clock!!!Yeh home from work!!

Watching a butterfly.

Cute, cybergal <smiles>

I had a good day at a Rotterdam multicultural festival doing our thing by the Green Left stand (yes, I was actually out doing campaign work) ... gets you to talk with all these interesting people! An aged harbor worker telling me his life story in inimitable accent, a group of earnest eighteen-year olds engaging me in a lengthy, serious discussion on the party's POVs (dont ever say today's kids are not interested!), a Turkish guy my age entering longish conversation, shaking my hand afterward, a neatly dressed Christian Democrat disagreeing ever so politely but wishing us all the best anyway (idealist meets idealist) ... etc ... and lots of people proudly proclaiming, yeah I'm going to vote - but for the Socialists! (they're strong in Rotterdam - and always proud). Which'll usually (if they're beyond wavering) get them a "that'll do fine too!" .

I started out saying "8 good reasons to vote Green for the European elections" or something like that, while handing out our leaflets - but quickly changed tack. If you ask, "are you going to vote in the European elections?", you got a conversation going almost immediately - so many people going, ah, whats the use, eh! - can move on from there. Oftentimes noone much showed any interest in them forever anyway, just being nice can win you their votes. Lots of white native Rotterdammers who usually dont vote at all anymore (used to be Labour), but who're in for a chat and a joke. Lots of friendly smiling Surinamese, Asians. And lots of friendly folk waving, saying they're already "ours". Had a petition for those to sign ;-)

Oh, and of course lots and lots of kids all happy with our balloons and street-chalks ... I love the blowing-up-and-giving-away-balloons part ;-).

(No fun stuff for teens, alas - unlike the German Greens - they're handing out condoms with the slogan: "you decide who gets in!" LOL)

I got to drive my brother's Miata over a bridge a few times. It was fun. It was sun-shiny and we had the top down because he was shooting photos straight up.

Smiling right now as I just spent the best hour of the day with my good friends in the A2k chat room.

ooooohhhh yeah, I missed it!

No problem, littlek, but we did have some fun. Maybe next time.

Spending time in the pool and having a grand chat with my grandson ... some of our best chats were in the pool, just hanging out!

Planted three bleeding hearts around the base of a pear tree yesterday.

Looking at them this morning made me smile.

Hey up there anybody see SEX running around ???






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Algis

I dunno about sex, but I've just finished (at 2am) reading "A Taste of Honey", which is the book written by your mate, Byron A, about Crete, in it's Australian incarnation. Kept me greatly amused. I wonder why they changed the name here?

Was sitting down at the waterside, there where there's this little quay. Some others already sitting there too, pretty girl reading, some flatmates playing cards, coupla stoned Spanish tourists and a family eating take-out pizza.

In the water, there's a coot couple with little 'uns. The boy starts throwing pizza crusts into the water, pretty big ones too, and the coots start bravely hacking away at them. Two ducks rush on as well. Coot shoos angrily at ducks, the little coots quickly pattering off towards the safe nest, to look on from there at what will follow, waitering around the nest stretching their necks in their child-size livery. A shriek resounds and a sea gull appears high up in the sky. He dives sharply down aiming for the crusts, homing in right on the coot nest. Parent coot up in arms, hissing hysterically at him, wings flapping. Meanwhile, a new duck appears, slowly rowing across from the far end, with two tiny ducklings glued to her tail, as if they're tied to her with elastic band. But up above a third, fourth seagull appears, one of them raising a repetitive war chant as if to rally the troops, and ever more brothers and sisters, big and small ones, start charging down at the pizza bits in sound and fury. Falling out of the sky then anxiously teetering feet on water or abruptly reversing course when the quay comes up too close by. The boy is now throwing whole squares of pizza in there, accidentally hitting a boy duck who bristles up to chase a reluctant girl duck around the water, while the coots mercilessly chase the spotted duck out of the area, her little ducklings frantically ducking the gulls' downward charges, a pigeon chattering down the quay in hungry frustration while the boy is now literally crowing for more pizza, more pizza!

All thats still missing is Johnny Rotten appearing on the quay hollering, "I-I-I wa-ann-a be-ee ANARCHY-Y-Y!!!" ... Heh.

For the remaining hour, by the way, the coots were to just go around showing off the overall superiority of their species, compared to the disdainfully treated regular ducks. While the homeless single mother-duck was chased from side to side, mother and father coot busily redecorated their nest in the corner. While mother duck desperately snatched the crumbs we threw them away from her own children, mother coot put up a big show of catching every single crumb in her beak only to quickly flip-flap towards whichever of her kids was closest, no matter how far it had strayed, to offer it the morsel from her very own mouth. Even demonstratively diving under water to save what had already sunk for her offspring. While the intimidated ducklings, fearing for their life security, wouldnt budge an inch from their lone parent's side, the little coots swam around the nest area as if it were their personal backyard, loudly relying on their roving parents' authority, who were out demonstrating a merciless territorial drift at anyone who dared think they could just swim by. Its a class society, you know, nature ;-)

Cute to be sittin' there. Its just this small, overlookable place where a T-crossing of canals skirt the neighbourhood of Lombok (Utrecht's Harlem, ahem <giggles>). They put this flight of steps there, down to a wooden quay of sorts by the water, in the course of some neighbourhood renewal thing, coupla benches and tables at the top. Its an idyllic little place that has sun long after trees and buildings put downtown cafes into the shade. I should go there more often in fact ... to just drowse in the sun, fake an attempt to read, feed the ducks, wrap myself in the late afternoon's sun. Listen to the others. Coupla Czech girls came down for picknick dinner - the Czech language is such pretty music. Some guy came with a guitar, tockling some on it to impress a woman his age somewhere in the background - like you were on the beach or something. Nice.

(Dont even think all the above means the place aint segregated - just round the corner theres this sad, cramped playground, chockfull of big Turkish mamas in flowing scarves, robes and stuff, the children flitting and pushing round by the one slide.

A propos of that, though, another one for this thread: two muslim girls sternly decked out in all-covering black headscarves and everything - loudly jeering at two boys on the other side of the street ;-))

me and the nun gone bad (Diane) went out shopping just to get some furniture ideas for our new house, which we don't get possession of for 6 weeks--we spent $6,500 (ideas aren't so cheap these days)