Sonneprag

Na die pragtige sterrenag
skijn die heldere son
vol skitter en kleureprag
laat die dag maar kom

Hell fire and heavenly light

As we can always enjoy an elegant chain of thoughts :

Dr. Schambaugh, of the University of Oklahoma School of Chemical Engineering, Final Exam question for May of 1997. Dr. Schambaugh is known for asking questions such as, "why do airplanes fly?" on his final exams. His one and only final exam question in May 1997 for his Momentum, Heat and Mass Transfer II class was: "Is hell exothermic (gives off heat) or endothermic (absorbs heat)?
Support your answer with proof."


1 student, however, wrote the following:

First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time So we need
to know the rate at which souls are moving into Hell and the rate at which
they are leaving. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to
Hell, it will not leave. Therefore, no souls are leaving.

As for how many souls are entering Hell, let''s look at the different
Religions that exist in the world today. Most of these religions state that
if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell. Since
there is more than one of these religions and since people do not belong to
more than one religion, we can project that all souls go to Hell.

With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in
Hell to increase exponentially. Now, we look at the rate of change of the
volume in Hell because Boyle''s Law states that in order for the temperature
and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand
proportionately as souls are added.

This gives two possibilities:

1. If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which
souls enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase
until all Hell breaks loose.

2. If Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls
in Hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop until Hell
freezes over.

So which is it?

If we accept the postulate given to me by Teresa Gibbons during my Freshman
year that, "it will be a cold day in Hell before I sleep with you", and take
into account the fact that I slept with her last night, then number 2 must
be true, and thus I am sure that Hell is exothermic and has already frozen
over.

The corollary of this theory is that since Hell has frozen over, it follows
that it is not accepting any more souls and is therefore,
extinct...leaving only Heaven thereby proving the existence of a divine
being which explains why, last night, Teresa kept shouting "Oh my God."

THIS STUDENT RECEIVED THE ONLY "A"

Via Nodesktophero

Super size me

Derby double cheeseburger

Gebratene Frikadelle mit Käse im Sesambrötchen

Admit, that doesn't sound too bad

*schrok*

ik mankeer hier just nog een paar zwiebeln..

daarstraks gelezen : "zit de mot in Vervotte of jaagt Vervotte Demotte op ?" ahahahahaa -

m'n favoriet spook : Sus Antigoon, ne vliegende kapoot met gekurkdraaide overschot van verzopen verstand, altijd zat en onderweg Wow

Pont Neuf

In my old school 

Cop land

Saw this one today, I liked it

Bill Tcherno and the Reactors

Take a look at Elena's site

Paulus is van z'n paard gebliksemd

en de wollie ook


This is BY FAR the best flemish poem ever, not incedently it comes from Antwerp, enjoy :

Toen hij bespeurde hoe den nevel van den tijd
In d'n ogen van zijn vrouw de vonken uit kwam doven,
haar wangen had verweerd, haar voorhoofd had doorkloven,
toen wendde hij zich af en vrat zich op van spijt.

Hij vloekte en ging te keer en trok zich bij den baard
en mat haar met den blik, maar kon niet meer begeren
hij zag de grootste zonde in duivelsplicht verkeren
en hoe zij opkeek als een stervend paard.

Maar sterven deed zij niet, al zoog zijn helse mond
het merg uit haar gebeente, dat haar toch bleef dragen
Zij dorst niet spreken meer, niet vragen of niet klagen
en rilde waar zij stond, maar leefde en bleef gezond

Hij dacht : ik sla haar dood en steek het huis in brand
ik moet de schimmel van mijn stramme voeten wassen
en rennen door het vuur en water plassen
tot bij een ander lief in enig ander land

Maar doodslaan deed hij niet, want tussen droom en daad
staan wetten in den weg, en praktische bezwaren
en ook weemoedigheid, die niemand kan verklaren
en die des avonds komt, wanneer men slapen gaat

Zo gingen jaren heen, de kindren werden groot
en zagen dat de man die zij hun vader heetten
bewegingloos en zwijgend bij het vuur gezeten
een godvergeten en vervaarlijken aanblik bood

Astemblieft !

L'homme avec la chemise bleue

and this is how I look

Si tu m'aimes vraiment
Viens donc me retrouver
Dans ma cabane perdue
Au milieu des marais
N'aie pas peur sur ta route
Des barques échouées
Suis la senteur salée
Des longs roseaux mouillés

Et nous nous aimerons
Sur le sol craquelé
Allongés sur ces herbes
Par le soleil brulées
Quand grondera l'orage
Ne sois pas effrayée
Puisque nous sommes deux
Sur mon ïle isolée

Si tu m'aimes vraiment
Viens donc me retrouver
Dans ma cabane perdue
Au milieu des marais
N'aie pas peur sur ta route
Des barques échouées
Suis la senteur salée
Des longs roseaux mouillés

Et nous nous aimerons
Sur le sol craquelé
Allongés sur ces herbes
Par le soleil brulées

Quand grondera l'orage
Ne sois pas effrayée
Puisque nous sommes deux
Sur mon ïle isolée.

L'homme des marais.




Woho just found a very nice site

The man with the yellow towel

this is how I feel right now

De Bels

We all are a bit Lambik, when I finally grow old, I hope I become Lambik

Rechts, rechts !!

Hasta la victoria, siempre

mmmm lekker wijf !


There`s an island in a bay
(Loco de amor)
She`s got most peculiar ways
(Crazy for love)
Otocum?
yand?
Otocum?
yand?

All the people in the street
(Loco de amor)
Ev`rybody that I meet
(Crazy for love)
Otocum?
yand?
Otocum?
yand?
Shaky house and shaky home
(Loco de amor)

So whatever turns you on
(Crazy for love)
My wild thing
My wild thing
My little wild thing
Yeah my wild thing
Yen yer?
cumb?
Yen yer?
cumb?
Like a pizza in the rain
(Loco de amor)

No one want to take you home
But I love you just the same /
(Crazy for love)
My wild thing
Hey hey my wild thing
My little wild thing
Hey hey my wild thing
Hey hey hey
Yen yer?
cumb?
Yen yer?
cumb?...

Om da gellie het zijt hier nog een lekker sportvrouw, en voor de kaaskoppen die hier soms verdwalen heb ik nog dees bees. A la bonheur, vanwege het ministerie van lood en centen.

Mottigen das !

that's my totem, I'm an ugly badger, I guess I have to live with that

Volontièrement

trente-et-une AHA !

Attack !!

*schrok* Tomate-crevette *schrok*

The rabbit is coming out !

Ay vayanse preparando
Ay vayanse preparando
Que el conejo ha de salir
Buscalo aqui, buscalo alla
Que el conejo ha de salir

Ay vayanse preparando
Ay vayanse preparando
Que el conejo va a salir
Buscalo aqui, que buscalo alla
Que el conejo va a salir

Como que te va te va
Como que te viene viene
Como con tu lindo abrazo
Valgame dios que este si es dolor
Arruladito me tienes !

Como que te vas te vas
Como que te vienes vienes
Como que lindo abrazo
Buscalo aqui que buscalo alla
Arruladito me tienes

Ann Ceurvels, eat your heart out ! ( I have a hangover AND I'm very horny )
another rabbit with a dark future

Today in Antwerp Cathedral

The creativity and the pathology of the human mind are two sides of the same coin, hammered in evolution. First is responsible for the splendour of our cathedrals, second for the monster statues, decorations to remind us that the world is full of devils and evil spirit. They represent the insanity throughout mankinds history.
These ladies are looking to the "descent from the cross" by PP Rubens

Painting of the day

Johannes Vermeer, een uitzonderlijk talent
La ragazza dall'orecchino di perla,
mmm Scarlet Johansson

Too much money ?

Buy an Island
If you have a bit of time, take a look at the "viaduc de Millau" grand projet !
you can appreciate a quiz about geography ? Here ( USA ),Here ( World ) and here. ( Both )
I'm JPEG and you ?
Student's life ; take a look in this crazy sod's "kot" , en de poembak de poembak de poembak is kapot !

Sorrow no more

As it was late in the night when I drove my folks to Charleroi airport "Brusssels south", I was alone on the highway coming back and this song was on the radio : Sorrow by Bad Religion.
Suddenly I was on the memory lane and had a feeling like "it might end up all right now".

Father can you hear me?
How have I let you down?
I curse the day that I was born
and all the sorrow in this world
Let me take you to the herding ground
where all good men are trampled down
Just to settle a bet
that could not be won
between a prideful father and his son

Will you guide me now for I can't see a reason
for the suffering and this long misery
What if every living soul could be upright and strong?
Well then I do imagine

There will be (sorrow)
Yeah there will be (sorrow)
And there will be sorrow no more

When all soldiers lay their weapons down
or when all kings and all queens relinquish their crowns
Or when the only true messiah rescues us
from ourselves it's easy to imagine

There will be (sorrow)
Yeah there will be (sorrow)
And there will be sorrow no more

There will be (sorrow)
Yeah there will be (sorrow)
And there will be sorrow no moreYeah

there will be (sorrow)
Yeah there will be (sorrow)
And there will be sorrow no more

I guess we have to be thankful for moments like this

Time for beauty : sculpture

After the politics and sports, I found it necessary to share a moment of beauty with my honorable ( lucky ) few readers. This statue of condottieri Colleoni by Andrea del Verrocchio gives the word "macho" a new meaning, even though it is dated 1480. You can find it at the Campo Santi Giovanni e Paolo in Venice. ( That's where my parents heading for next week )

9-11-1973 Allende dies

New documentary by Patrizio Guzman, some comments I read in the Belgian press:
Why a new documentary on Salvador Allende, everything has been said ?
On the contrary ! People in Chile don't talk about him, the land is suffering from a total loss of memory. We must save Allende from oblivion.
What did you found out about him ?
Allende was a rather "classic" man, some kind of a serious teacher. He had these serious glasses and always wearing old-fashioned costumes. He spoke very slowly, a bit like an old man. On the other hand he was really a "bon vivant" he loved women, jokes and red wine. His speeches were highly ironic. He was charming and social but not a demagogue. He came from a wealthy family, but was capable of talking to everybody. He knew perfectly well how to communicate in politics. Furthermore he had his ethusiasm, even when he lost elections, again ( ! ), he shouted : "and tomorrow there's another day !" Little by little, the people in Chili started to appreciate him. By the time Allende became president, I was fully aware of the fact that he was living history.
Until the end Allende believed that he could accomplish social reformation in a legal way, wasn't that an illusion ?
Allende just saw an opportunity to live up to his ideals and he went for it. He was always in trouble, half of the country loved him, the other half could eat his guts. Even the army was divided. The USA have a large part in the failure of Allende, the responsability of Kissinger and Nixon is enormous. They played a real dirty game and used all the foul play they could think of. First Nixon spent millions of dollars in anti-Allende propaganda, when that failed the CIA organised the coup in Chili. Result : Allende shoots himself, Pinochet starts his terror.
Edward Korry, American Ambassador in Chili at that time, admits in the documentary that Nixon wanted to crush Allende. An AXIS Santiago - Havana was a horror-scenario for the White House.
Exactly, and the White House keeps using the same simple principles to ground its foreign policy. Certainly it is true that Allende admired Castro and Guevara, Allende was in a way revolutionary but he was truly opposed to violence. He condemned the Russian invasion in Prague and Hungary. In the end, when Castro wanted to send him armed troups to resist the coup, Allende refused and said to Castro that the last thing on earth he wanted was Cuban soldiers in Chili. The sad thing however is ; nothing has changed. Nixon and Kissinger were terrible but Bush and Rumsfeld are even worse.

I took the liberty of squeezing the interview ( in Dutch ) into my handicapped English. Not only I violated the copyright, I also messed with somebody's carefully formulated opinions... The responsability is all mine, but I think I respected the general idea of the interview; you have to trust me on that.

Abou the photo / it's one of these pictures that gives you the feeling history was happening right in front of that camera, right then and there. Try to imagine a recent history without photography
Extra : trailer

Jazz in Brussels

Time to visit Brussels, for the music

Dr. Bunsen Honeydew and Beaker

"Today we are going to clash two galaxies"
"me me me, me me me !!"

Leonid Brezhnev invites a cosmonaut :

- I would like to honor you with a extremely important mission, you will fly to the sun !!
- Ehh,... excuse me sir, it is impossible, it is very hot out there.
- Ha ! you think we are idiots in the government ? you will fly at night.

Camilo José Cela

There is always a smoking gun,
nevertheless "The family of Pascual Duarte" is a masterpiece and tells us of the life and the sad ending of Pascual at the "worgpaal" or "garotte".

Tennis, Men

Xavier Malisse, there is a bit of resemblance with the olympic finalist women tennis, picture below. ( Found out today : John Wayne is not dead, he is frozen :-)

Tennis, Women

Amélie Mauresmo

Fiat Lux

A classic, when you love Paris in the forties. I keep on reading this comic, I just can't get enough of it. Now back to work today oeaark !

LA HONTE // OUTRAGE

Simona Torretta, Simona Pari
Let them go you crazy fucks !
These women came to help you...
There is still some hope left
Now the king of Jordany tells us the women are still alive,
but now the kidnappers want money, more news on friday.
Let's hope so. to be continued....
Now here's a story with a happy end ! Finalmente libere
Welcome back !

Farmer Son on speed

This list will be a self-fulfilling prophecy, something like "find dirty toilets in Europe"

Tyler Hamilton "I'm 100 % not-guilty"
Apparantly doping is not the only problem in todays cycling, this weekend a team mate of world champion "veldrijden" Bart Wellens died in a cross in Erpe-Mere, Flanders. They finished the cross as if nothing happened ! His heart gave up on him, at the age of 22 : Tim Pauwels

My grandfather said "I have to buy a new TV because the head of Eddy Merckx is growing too big"

Geen deuk in een pakje boter

Komaan kameraden van de vakbond !!! dees, Holland keeps on striking, the prime minister is in the hospital with a "rotten foot" or something, I'm too lazy to check it out. For the record, on the picture you see Belgian unionists from the quite powerful metal-industry socialist union, so-called "metallos"

Sophia Loren

Giornata particolare, een klassieker tot en met, hier kun je u Italiaans wat oefenen !

Where is Washington Irving ?

Who's your favorite character ?
Orr, Scheiskopff, Doc Daneeka, Milo Minderbinder, Major Major Major Major, Yossarian, Chief White_halfoat, Nurse Duckett, Havermeyer, Aardvark, ik ga voor Minderbinder, bombardementen verkopen is wel cool :-)