Blond Not Bloody

The first day of May is well known as Labour Day, but that’s not a very interesting item to post about. Luckely it’s also the day that Walpurgis Night is celebrated. Mostly in Central and Northern Europe. From pagan times bonfires are ignited to keep away the dead and chaotic spirits followed by celebrations of May Day: to welcome the returned light and sun. What makes my throat feel sandpapered is the fact that Hitler committed suicide on Walpurgis Night in 1945, Bram Stoker’s short story ‘Dracula’s Guest’ takes place on Walpurgis Night and Harry Potter’s ‘Death Eaters’ were known as the Knights of Walpurgis. Aren’t those facts more fascinating than that of, let’s say, Marx’s political ideas? And aren’t we all hooked (a bit) on ghost stories? As long there’s a hand to cling to and popcorn to comfort? I had to fight hard, but decided not to treat you some bloody picture (though some are awesome) but this blond boy, scared/thrilled? by some actor, will do the trick as well! Image by Photobucket/coffeethrall

Handful Of Happiness

If I was allowed to rub Alladin’s Lamp, this would be my number one of a Handful of Happiness moments. Image by Photobucket/FunSWD

My runner up: the view of the dutch tulip fields just before I land at Amsterdam Airport. Image by Photobucket/Scapegoat_nl

Last but not least, and because I got small easily filled hands: a mexican virus free piggy with a non-stop flow of cash. That’s all! Image by Photobucket/pawsasia

Bolt To The Bones

Having returned home from a short but exhausting trip I dropped on my bed and slept instantly for a straight and sound nine hours. Waking up again, I couldn’t lift my left arm and couldn't breathe because it felt as if something was poking my ribs and it radiated all the way to my back. First I thought it might be the improper way of my sleeping. I always have two pillows for my head, two at my feet and one to hug. Since I’m using hard pillows that might be the reason? I tried to smoothen the painful parts but to no avail. More than likely it’s the same problem as some years ago when I was admitted to the hospital and doctors weren’t able to diagnose because the chest seemed to be ‘cloud-covered’. The explanation of the local therapist in those days was that the veins were covered with spasms. I agreed a treatment from this local therapist for a span of two weeks of continuous therapy. I got healed. The problem I’m facing now is that my therapist lives on another island. I’m forced to face an inconvenient trip by boat. I’ve no other choice than endure, bite the pillow or to suffocate myself with it. I badly need to get this terrible nuisance over and done with, I’ve got so many things waiting for me to do. Image by Photobucket/unlesstheloraxx

Box Of Boredom

With all obligations, duties and responsibilities we lay on ourselves or imposed by others, the hours of real free time could be hard to find. And if found, it’s not always obvious what to do in those hours. To decide to do nothing at all, really nothing, can be proven hard if not impossible for many people. Some feeling of guilt might jump on them. Such a deep relaxation could seem boring and pointless. But in these hours many doodling on matchboxes and scribbling on paper handkerchiefs have brought bright ideas. Or do you really think that while walking around like a headless chicken you will stumble over those bright ideas? I won’t mind to pick a steal out of a box of boredom every now and then. Image by Photobucket/april-chicka

Followers Of Fashion

How clever can we get in fooling ourselves? How many times do we do the Wait-Till-I-Get-That-Button-Fixed-Boogie in the fitting-rooms? Because we’re dedicated Followers of Fashion? And continue to refuse to grab a tiny-winy-larger-size? Or that so much more comfortable and more slimming outfit? Is laziness much stronger in persistance than our willpower to change? Do we care enough, and try to avoid our lives become a slap-stick, a cartoon? Can’t we be happy with who we are? Are we really attracted to the idea of becoming One-Size-Fits-All-Dummies? Straight from the conveyor belt of some beauty factory? With the same shaped and sized teeth, breasts or lips? To follow a dream sounds good, to chase a mirage sounds impossible. Or even a bit morbid and unhealthy. An overkill of use of anything available, even if it’s the most healthy food you can think of or the most effective diet pill has to get avoided at anytime. Image by Photobucket/PaulRNZ

A Delusive Design

Having mentioned this ‘image of a sewerage’ in the previous post, I couldn’t resist looking for a real masterpiece, and I got one for you. It’s convincing stuff, isn’t it? I’m not sure if I dare to walk on that! I might feel wobbly! Image by Photobucket/TugBoatOBB

A Midway Masterpiece

I wanted to save you the nasty looking but realistic pictures of our digestive system, because that’s the colon being part of. But this system is a (true natural) masterpiece of biologic engeneering that we all have and deserves our attention (and a prettier picture). The symbiotic relationship that takes place in the digestive system makes use of bacteria breaking down the fibres of our food, using some of it for each organ’s nourishment and passing on the rest. All’s well, that ends well? Not always: our diets and lifestyle can disrupt the best colon cleansing you can imagine and toxins eventually circulate back to our bloodstream leading to toxic diseases such as acne, candida and arthritis. Another picture comes in mind (and won’t be used): think of a sewerage, nicely maintained and cleaned, you won’t notice that it’s there, and that’s a good thing, right? Image by Photobucket/gabo72

Out of Sight, Not Out of Mind

I'm supposed to be on the island of Siquijor right now, but since I'm a little bit busy with my sideline as a tour guide I failed to join. Last night I had dinner with my friend Maricel. Before we head off she grabbed the opportunity to purchase very affordable blouse, bags and belts. Speaking of friendship, Shengy, one of my followers shared the friendship badge with me, that I appreciate so much. All of you know that I'm not among the real active droppers and visitors, but it was nice to know that I'm in your minds, thoughts count a lot.. Thanks Shengy! I'll share this friendship badge to: Irel, Ylan, and Carlota.

A Sunday Smile

Instead of attending a mass today, you could think of what Victor Hugo said, way back at the end of the 19th century:

Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face 

Laughter can happen anytime, anyplace, anywhere! And can give faith in a happy end to everyone!Image by Photobucket/islymore

Indigo Indigestion

Let me start to say that I do know the good sides of jeans, and with me, some hundreds of millions of people more. Mainly its strength: Levi Strauss and Jacob Davis did a solid stitch with that ‘serge de Nimes’ cloth (hence the name denim) down in 1873. But it was meant for miners looking for gold, not exactly office jobs! Although one can find Gold Diggers at such places, I do have to admit. Sure I also know that jeans can look great in combination with designers shirts and whatever you fancy. Jeans can have a double life. Have two faces. But to be honest, for sure in the tropics, it’s also darn hot to wear. Another thing that make my head shake a bit is why so many people wear it, that it becomes a kind of uniform. Is it because people want to look equally, are too scared to look different? Or is it laziness? Are they affordable then? Hardly! Further more, jeans are ruthless to any size that doesn’t fit the Twiggy Mould. If you don’t recall anyone with that name, it was a top model that would be barred from the catwalk these days, but she looked awesome in jeans. Not that she was wearing them a lot, why would she, being showered with all the glamorous outfits of her days! But I wouldn’t mind a little bit more Innovation and less Indigo in the streets. Image by Photobucket/nctexan

Dabbling Or Dropping?

Depending on the time zone you’re living in, you’re still sleeping or dabbling through Friday, or you got started to get your pink wine chilled? If the latter, a 6-pack of beer as well? Ok, because we’re all health minded: a bottle of mineral water as well. Make sure to drop by the backery for that fresh loaf of bread. The car will smell nicely all the way to the beach. Ohh... almost forgot the cool-box! The ever so simple but divine salad. The whole chicken stuffed with soft garlic cheese. Don’t give me your bad breath story, it will give you even more space and a fast service on the beach! Never mind grandma’s cutlery, we’ll eat with our hands. Napkins? Good idea! I knew you were good at something.. The sun tan lotion and sunglasses on top of all that. Last but not least: let’s wear that ever-in-fashion-sexy-smile! Have a nice weekend! What? No, I’m wearing my bikini already, saves time! Image by Photobucket/Dom Karen

Twist And Turn

It’s World Copyright Day (at least here in Asia). On this day we could celebrate that we, bloggers, all are writers in some sense. There’s a delicate balance where the rights for writers, designers, or anyone else who creates something, has to be protected and where this right should end. It’s said that when being copied often, this could be seen as a compliment. Let’s say, it depends on the way the compliment has been given? But wouldn’t it a shame not to be allowed to use what we come across with on the Net? Not to be able to exchange our angles of view? Like with a message in a bottle, we have to throw our scribbles in the tide and trust the message will arrive, will be understood, appreciated and answered. I’ll appreciate to set my eyes on a Twist and Turn of your thoughts. But bear in mind the unpredictable currents! Image by Photobucket/RhinoGirl420

Magicians And Manure

Isn’t this planet itself, with all its creatures walking and flying around, the Biggest Show On Earth? And the longest? Aren’t we all clowns sometimes? Rope-dancers? Magicians? We do like challenges and excitement. How many times we trip? Stand up again? How many tears it will take? How many smiles? How many times we have to get rid off the manure on our boots? How many times we feel the spotlight on our face, and how many times we will run away or enjoy? But with all that diversity, isn’t it a Great Show that you wouldn’t have wanted to have missed? Image by Photobucket/ciresica

Cradle To Cradle

This image reminded me of living on an island. My first impression was how cute it looked. Then, having a second look, I noticed all the effort to get a very tiny spot supplied of energy and water, at the expense of its surroundings. That might be the biggest environmental error we could make: to think we’re all living on islands, and we can do whatever we like. But in truth, if someone dumps secretly some ugly stuff from his cliff, it might get washed ashore on someone elses beach! I think that any Green Study, at what ever level and origin, is acquired. Initiatives like the Cradle to Cradle (recycle)project might be the heralds of a new age, that will show, step by step, the new natural attitude to what we surround ourselves with. Image by Photobucket/Anni_060

Foliage Or Furry

With a helping hand and willing mind we can achieve many great thing. And without becoming some frantic member of the ‘Green Army’. A simple throw of that chewing gum into the park’s wastebasket, not emptying the car’s ash-tray (you’re kidding, you’re still smoking?) while waiting for the traffic lights, or the choice at your local supermarket of ‘natural brown’ coffee-filters instead of those bleached whites, will make a difference. I’m sure you can come up with many more yourself. We all like to feast ourselves some daily portion of Nature, whether it’s foliage or furry. To gaze secretly at those trees outside while pinned down at the office. And rubbing noses with our pet. But let’s be frank: we can’t go ‘back to nature’, start to wear buckskin again and do without so many things that have made our lives so comfortable. Things that aren’t ‘natural’ but essential for us humans. Get yourself off the hook. Leave the Big Issues behind you for a while and let’s have a swim in clear water! After having seen a funny and fair swop here I can only wish you a fun Earth Day! Image by Photobucket/Ruas_2006

Some Sushi Scruples

Remember my ‘secret’? Small portions divided over the day, instead of 3 massive intakes? This is what I came across with: sushi, isn’t that looking good and healthy? What? You can tell that’s not sushi, but chocolates...? Darn! Caught in the Act! Image by Photobucket/eastarr

The One Inch Secret

During my Palawan Days I got some compliments about my figure by one or two people. One wondered if I was using some kind of diet or appetite suppressant? I told her that I didn’t. That my ‘secret’ might be the 5 or 6 small portions I try to eat daily, instead of 2 or 3 bigger meals. It has to be, it can’t be my daily exercises, I’m a stinker for work-outs, to be honest! That must be the difference of one inch too many! Back home I was mailed by my companion of those days, and she told me some people who already had seen the pictures we took (lucky dogs, I haven’t yet) having the same question. This makes me look at this picture; that bikini isn’t much smaller than mine. Such a ‘mere nothing’ that I fit so wonderfully and means so much to me. Image by Photobucket/paige_raulston_005

What's In A Sign

I don’t expect a marble floored beauty parlor with fluffy body sized towels here for some reason. Or the latest dentist's practice. But I can’t imagine to get in there for a milkshake either. No kidding, this must be the local hang-out of the Hell’s Angels’ Choir, so they’ll serve cool beers for sure! I hope they got clean glasses! Image by Photobucket/sdg69ghg

Not A Hinge Of A Hatch

The term historic hotels might be deceptive to many ears, and might bring visions of haunted castles with a midnight draught that kills the one-left candle on one’s way to the toilet. It’s very unfortunate for the adventurous among us, because it stands for places that outstand in their one of-a-kind ambience and very up-to-date services. No skeletons in the closet or disappearing guests. They all smile and wear satisfied faces coming and leaving. And not a hinge of a hatch will squeak! Image by Photobucket/ghstwisperer

Jump Of Joy..Oh Boy!

I imagine myself being in Paris, that even rain wouldn’t stop me from jumping of joy, alas, the pouring rain’s here and unfortunately I’m here as well. Wish you all more luck with the place you’ll be heading for this weekend! Image by Photobucket/pinkluver93_Sarah

Change Or Chains?

‘Do in Rome as the Romans do’, is what crossed my mind reading that 300, most young women in Kabul, Afghanistan, demonstrating against the new law that says they should have at least once every four days sexual intercourse with their husbands, were outnumbered and stoned by, mostly, men. But, which law or book in any worth to mention civilisation can defend this obnoxious behavior without a blink of the eye? Image by Photobucket/tashwrigh

Possibilities & Positions

Admin careers are as versatile as the chairs you find in the offices where those same careers are to be started, developed, or finished. Some jobs are fitting like a glove instantly. Some might look the same, but a second try shows a significant difference. Some take time to find your favorite position in. The range of possibilities is sheer endless. Is it traditional 9 to 5 you’re looking for, or is it something out of the extraordinary? A very good chance you’ll find what you’re looking for in this field of jobs. Image by Photobucket/tish1939

A Bungle To Buddha

With the recent scrimmages in Bangkok’s streets, the spirit of the Thai National Songkran Festival, a time for renewal, make resolutions and to pay respects to elders, family members, friends and neighbors, is pushed to the background. The most obvious celebration of Songkran is the throwing of water. People roam the streets with containers of water and water guns, or post themselves along roads with a garden hose and drench each other and anyone passing by. This throwing of water originated as a way to pay respect to people, by capturing the water after it had been poured over the Buddhas at home and temples for cleansing and then using this "blessed" water to give good fortune to elders and family by gently pouring it on the shoulder. What they pour over each other’s shoulders right now is less playfull and harmless. Buddha will think it a bungle! Image by Photobucket/dennisfrey

A Beach Brunch

The only days of relaxation of the past weeks for me were the days I’ve spent on the island of Palawan. At last, I got there. After years of sighs. I promise some pictures next time. For now, this one. Wouldn’t it be nice to have your Easter Monday’s Beach Brunch here? Image by Photobucket/wowphp

Bunch Of Bunnies

With Easter Sunday less than one hour away, and after all the golden-leafed, yellow-ribboned and hip-hopping bunnies, hugh’s bunnies, bugs bunnies, melted chocolate bunnies and baby bunnies I laid eyes on, I prefer this cloudy bunny to wish you all a sunny blue Easter Sky, with a blisfull brunch with your loved ones! Image by Photobucket/bblove209

A Silent Saturday

It’s Silent Saturday today, but I won’t mind to sit waiting under these marvellous breathtaking trees for Andrea Bocelli’s ‘Por Ti Volare’ to fill the air, and gosh almighty, I got some beautiful images here that accompany this music, don’t shorten yourself by not clicking, you’ll miss a good mood for the rest of the day... Image by Photobucket/MistyandJosh

Rush To Your Brush

If you’re still looking for some nice ideas of decoration to paint your Easter Eggs with, have a seat before you rush to your brush! To prevent the Easter Egg Hunt to become a piece of cake, I would choose a smaller size of egg, but they look stunning nevertheless.

A Verve For Valour

It’s Valour Day and it commemorates the 90-miles Bataan Death March to Camp O’Donnell in 1942, the aftermath of the surrender to the Japanese forces of approximately 75,000 Pilipino and American troops. Around 10,000 of them didn’t survive the brutal conditions and treatment. One can never be thankful enough to people like them. We owe them a lot. It makes our difficult days seem a picnic. Image by Photobucket/2chesty2005

A Crash For Cash?

Money doesn’t guarantee happiness, but it’s a pretty comfortable feeling to have it in the pocket. May it be the crispy sound of banknotes or the chinking sound of coins. This must be known since people got the pennies invented and accepted. And we also know people can do strange things to get it, or when losing it. One of the things that got me thinking was the original suggestion given, that if you’re too much an impulsive buyer, to freeze your credit card, literally. Drop it into a glass of water, put it into your freezer, when you feel the urge you’ll have to let the ice thaw, by that time your sanity should have prevailed. It can’t harm to try. The problem with credit cards might be that it devides the pleasure of the purchase from the pain of payment at a future foggy day. For some people that’s not real enough. Instant joy or pain is much more direct. Finding $100 for instance, will give many people more pleasure than having a heating bill cut from $950 to $825, even though this gains them more in real terms. But there always will be gamblers and gatherers. Image by Photobucket/cbs714

Pampering Pets

Having a pet in the house is much fun to millions of people. Perhaps not many homes are totally without one. Most popular are cats and dogs. Evergreens, you might say. I wouldn’t even know the runner-up of these two. A problem might occur when our two most beloved pets are becoming very popular among other less desirable animals; fleas and ticks. With a firm Frontline, a sharp eye and an easy way of application these pests won’t make jumps for much longer! Image by Photobucket/olympia6651

A Bite Of Bolognese

What scientists and people like you and me think of human behavior doesn’t always walk the same line. Explaining pheromones, for instance, what they do, is like trying to find the end of a piece of spaghetti in a big plate of spaghetti Bolognese. And having it explained, there are many other things that influence us all, and still not very clear (still stuck in that Bolognese, I guess?). When we decide to take a walk in Lovers Lane, to have children (not necessarily instantly right there, if ever) we like the company of whose individual genes we know have been tried and tested, and have been successful already: our own parents, hence the similarity factor. But there’s a limit however, to this level of similarity. Too similar is not attractive, it suggests inbreeding. We’re after new genetic, but equally material that we have seen has worked in the past. That explains the raids of warriors on ancient neighboring villages, the kidnappings and the elopements! All these scientific attempts can be very interesting, but after a while I incline to say: hey, have some fun, go to a movie, share a bite! Image by Photobucket/poisonivyclr

Frightening Figures

It’s World Health Day today. But what to think of the following. Each year 5 million kids under the age of 15 die from diseases caused by conditions of the environment in which they live in. That’s a whole city the size of Baghdad, St.Petersburg, Toronto or Singapore. Almost 1,5 time the size of Los Angeles. Five million dreams shattered, that can’t be the original thought of their parents. Let alone, of these kids themselves. And yet, it happens... 5,000,000 times, that’s around 100,000 each week, 14,000 each day, 600 every single hour, 10 children per minute! Image by Photobucket/VaEsther

Donkey Of Dismal

Today, Palm Sunday, many people commemorate the solemn entry of Jesus into town, as the Messenger of Peace sitting on a donkey. According the Babylonian Talmud, Shevor, the Persian King asked in wonder “Why doesn't your Messiah come riding on a horse? If he lacks one, I'll be glad to provide him with one of my best!” Well, in some eastern traditions the donkey’s seen as an animal of peace. In contradiction with the horse which is seen as the animal of war. It was said that a king came riding upon a horse when he was bent on war and rode upon a donkey when he wanted to point out that he was coming in peace. Something must have gone horribly wrong with this conception since those days, considering the picture above. Image by Photobucket/mikesbark

Seagulls And Sunglasses

I’m not Ulysses, tied to some mast and earplugged, but it’s so darn hot below that I’m on the deck of a ferry amidst livestock, spareparts and some other people, with my butt protected against the hot steel skin of the boat sitting on top of an old but available newspaper, legs widespread, and reading. Thanks to my sunglasses I’m not struck blind, and I’m able to catch up with the news. - Hey, aren’t you GM-guys a bit late with that introduction of an electric car, let’s say, a quarter of a century? 2010? Whatever happened to the EV1 launched in 1996, I wonder? Nevertheless, I wish all who try to follow me, a nice weekend, with a tour along some pretty coastline in an open (electric) convertible! Watch out for the seagulls though, they’re good and vicious snipers! I just escaped because of the back-wash of the boat, it got on the paper. Mmm... this might be a good topic for my next post, wait till I get myself in some harbor... Image by Photobucket/neverland55

A Playful Mind

‘A playful mind is a joy forever’, was my answer to someone who wanted to know what I thought sexy. You might be curious how on earth I can meet someone with a direct question like that? I’m not telling you. I had no problem with the question, but I knew I better be good with the answer! A too bold a reply might be too offensive. Like too many glitter of diamonds can ruin an elegant evening gown? I could have said ‘a well groomed body wearing a nice perfume’, but I’m rather pleased with the given answer. I must admit, if something more than a body is required, some lingerie does wonders like the smooth velvet ribbon of an exquisite gift; from a sexy nurse costume to a silk men’s thong. Yes, guys, ladies have eyes and imagination too! Image by Photobucket/eilselway

The Day After

I hope you all survived the jokes of the ones who wear the stripes on April Fool's Day? I hadn't noticed it was That Day To Be Cautious. Perhaps that's being lucky? Image by Photobucket/tenn