One Classy Evening

Sailorboy gets to celebrate his b-day again! What a lucky ass!! And they call me that!!
So he got a good-treat present and

we’re about to go to Kurhaus. Well then I can combine business with pleasure. I’ll be meeting the IT Goran for some tips on outsourcing. We land in this Mexican fiesta joint where we have a long list of options for very Mexican, very Columbian, certain amount South America, to very Dutch.. a mix of culture on a plate. That was also our conversation – fantastic mix of company talks to theories, facebook and cultural differences. Awesomes!

Then Sailorboy shows up and we’re romantically walking around with the terrible wind in our hair and sunset scenery as background. We walk by the kitchiest stores I’ve seen in the Netherlands in one place and we decide not to do bungee jumping.

Got to the venue. This looks like they’d want to shoot a film there.

I feel like I need to whisper, like at the opera. Man, I get uncomfortable in fancy places. When I think my every move should be perfect, I discover they messed up with the cutlery, so I need to use the second course knife..

disastrous! Excuse my French! The dinner is fancy and we’re acting like paesani when I take out the camera for a virtual tour. I forgot what we were talking about, I felt like I should say something important, but I know I didn’t. Instead I was enjoying looking at the old German ladies next to us, looking like they lived a good life and they’re laughing at us for being young, smiling like an alibi “I kwon what you’re doing”..

Yes, straight the pose!

Battle In Seatle

I’m reading this book now – Misère de la prospérité of Pascal Bruckner. It talks about a lot of views on how we get to the richness we have today. Amongst which – that the extremes are getting worst. This means – few people are getting rich on the expense of hundreds of people getting poor. No surprise! But what I actually needed to find out was – what was the Battle of Seatle.

I got to read more on the wiki source: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/World_Trade_Organization_Ministerial_Conference_of_1999_protest_activity
It was a protest against the WTO conference in ’99 when multinationals wanted to take over a lot of national rights and other discussions could (and would) have taken place, unless 40,000 people prevented this to happen.
I saw a Hollywood-like type of film about it. But if that’s not there, people forget what happened.

Maybe this helps: http://www.realbattleinseattle.org/

Autumn Film Time

Monday
Dragging myself to The Hague is reminding me a lot about the times I used to live there dragging myself to Amsterdam. But when I think it’s so much more enjoyable and don’t need to work on any more of those school projects, it’s such a relief!! Dining with the uni mates and drinking beer, catching up and making jokes on our projects. Awesomes!

Tuesday
No tv, I’m living in such a pure and clean environment. No tv, no smoke, no commercials and no asthma. Let us also be free in our minds – we saw “Milk”, check it out.

Wednesday
Kept up the good watching-films schedule with the classic “One Flew Over the Cuckoos’ Nest”, brilliant!!

Friday
Damn, I needed to destroy the good series – with a stupid “Break up” film – put it on your forbidden list!

Saturday
I continue my “Gadjo Dilo” without translations, just for the sake of a good one!

Sunday
The week is only complete after seeing a series of 10 short Dutch films. The humour, the freshness, the sensation, the unthinkable, the complicated and again, the fun of it got me in the right mood for a wonderful Sunday night with da sailorboy.