Dear PMS

What the hell is wrong with you? Why can't you be like others, come to visit 1 or 2 days before, make me a little bit grumpy and that's it?
But no, you want to be special. You come one week and even 2 weeks before! and you transform me into a bitch. Is it funny for you?
Anyway, dear PMS, I'm breaking up with you. For good. Go haunt another woman, change your job into something else - I heard there are vacancies for headaches - or whatever. I don't care.
It hasn't been a pleasure.
Good bye.

I have to sing in french, don't I?

at least to wash away the gummy bears :))

Why not make children

42,402,137 views!!!

and i love gummy bears. so ironic.

The one with the GPS

Did I have the chance to tell you about the fuck Garmin episode? I take the fuck back now, we're friends again.
So here we are on a very early Saturday morning in our car, with some addresses we had to get to. And our Garmin friend apparently hates morning, so it has just shut down. Completely. Nada. Ok, we weren't born with a GPS, we can read a normal map. So we got to one address by our own, but the next one was not on our map (it left out a part of the southern Brussels). And we had to get there by 10 and it was in the other part of the city.
You can't imagine how Rue Neuve (the biggest shopping street in Brussels) looks at 8 in the morning. So freakishly empty. And yes, the shops only open at 10, so no new GPS for us. Last resort: wake up Diana and Lucian and borrow their GPS.
Anyway, now that I tell the story it sounds boring, but the GPS really made our morning miserable.
Around noon, when he have already finished everything, he decided to wake up. Did you know they have a reset button? We didn't.

Piss off!

No, I'm not learning new swearing words (as if I hadn't known enough). I just wanted to say a few words about Manneken Pis, the oh so famous Brussels attraction, as I've been wanting to for a long time. Some have an Eiffel Tower, others a Big Ben, not to mention the skylines if you leave the continent. Not to mention.
And Brussels has a statue of a little boy (believe me, he's very small) peeing. But why why why, you ask yourself. Why do so many tourists gather everyday and take photos of the little boy? Why? What's his secret?

Search google, wikipedia and here it is. Apparently there are more legends around the boy with an early prostate problem. The oldest is from 1142, where some troops hung the infant (so he was an infant) in a tree for encouragement (I have to make kids, apparently they bring good luck). And not only did the boy had good vibe, but he even started fighting in the battle. With his only weapon: his penis. Because he peed on the heads of enemy troops and made them lose the battle. His pee was acid or what?

The next legend goes in the 14th century where the boy saved the city from explosion. How? Of course, he peed on the explosive charges some evil men put around the city. He must have drunk a lot of beers.

The last one is my favorite cause it happens in modern times. Apparently a woman was shopping with her boy (and she was sales brainwashed). (While getting out of H&M loaded with cheap but useful clothes) she realized she lost something: her boy. Bla bla panic and the child was found. Of course, he was just peeing on the corner of a small street. Look what the shortage of public toilets in Brussels does (really, it's hard to find a peeing place).

I forgot, there are 2 others, one similar to the modern one, with a merchant losing his boy and finding him peeing in a garden (is it safe for a little boy to pee alone in a garden in Belgium?). And one in which the boy put out a fire saving an entire castle from burning down!! No further comment.

Anyway, I won't even start with Manneken Piss' costumes, as he wears all kind of costumes according to the occasion. He has 600 costumes!!

Well, if you come to Brussels, you know what not to miss.

p.s. there are 2 things I appreciate about the statue:
- he offers a great deal of opportunity for sarcasm
- it is a peeing proof that you can make your city interesting if you want to. even if you don't have much to show. there is no tourist who has been in Belgium who hasn't heard of Manneken Piss, there is no shop in the center not selling a souvenir with the boy.
- ok, 3 things. 258,000 search results on google (that is if you manage to spell it right)

sometimes it's shitty

and now I sounded like a teenager

before and after

in 2006

in 2009


any changes?