November 2010

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Barty Potter And The Deadly Shutters

There once was a boy with a big scar on his forehead. He got it when he was a baby because an evil wizard tried to kill him but he was protected by his mother's love and he survived, while the wizard almost died from a severe case of back-firing. Ever since, he had that scar on his forehead. His name is Harry Potter.

I too have such a scar on my forehead. It all happened on a stormy winter's night, long long ago.

Well, yesterday evening, to be precise.

I wanted to check if the door of the shed was closed, so I pulled up the shutters from the back door to stick my head out. I couldn't see the lock, so I stepped out on my slippers and checked the lock. And then I quickly ran in again, completely forgetting that the shutters were not completely open and that I should bend down a bit.

So I slammed my head at high speed against the shutters, right at the point where that thingy sticks out to stop the shutters when you pull them up.

Good thing: it missed my left eye by a narrow margin.

Bad thing: I now look like an obsessed Harry Potter fanatic that really needs professional help to connect to the real world again and meet normal people, instead of burying himself in his own private little fantasy world.

And my head felt as if Voldemort himself had me in the firm grips of a Cruciatus Curse.

Missing In Action



I've lost my cap! My favourite one, with the logo of our beautiful city:


I left it on the bus this morning. I noticed as soon as I got off, but the bus driver closed the doors and refused to re-open them. So I saw the bus driving off in the dark, rainy morning, with my cap still on it.


Raspberry Fields Forever

It's mid november now, and our raspberry plants still produce raspberries! Which is excellent, because I'm very fond of raspberries. Sadly, so is my son, so we have to share. But when he's not looking, I can eat them without having to share. And I don't tell my wife either. 

They're all mine. MINE!

Strawberry Fields Forever

Wolf went to the grocery's with his mum. While Mrs.B was choosing the veggies and the fruit for the week, Wolf was doing some shopping of his own. He found a tray with strawberries, picked one up, took a bite and put the rest back.

The shopkeeper was not amused. Especially because strawberries are very expensive now - that's what you get when people want to eat summer fruit during winter. So my wife had to buy the lot.

It's not Wolf's fault; he is used to go shopping in a big shopping mall where there's always something to taste. It's difficult for him to know what is there for tasting and what is not. So you always have to keep an eye on him.

That's something his mothers isn't going to forget soon...

Favourite Comics On The Internet (Part I)

I'm a comics fan, and a big one at that. There was a time when a subtantial part of my monthly income went to comics. But then I got married and bought a house and got some children, so now I barely get to see any monthly income. So what do you do when you want things for free? You turn the internet upside down, of course.

There are some jewels out there, and I'll show you my favourites. Today we start with a comic so good, so bright, so refreshing and so funny, it must be the best American comic I've seen since Calvin and Hobbes retired. Ladies and gentlemen, it is an honour to present:

Frank Cho's Liberty Meadows

The castThe cast

Liberty Meadows is an animal sanctuary for animals with various social, medical, psychological and otherwise weird problems. The main plot line is the smouldering romance between Frank, the resident vet, and the beautiful but unreachable Brandy. If you're reaching for a brown paper bag under your seat, hold on! Because former circus bear Ralph, hypochondriac bullfrog Leslie, male alcoholic chauvinist pig Dean, cute little duckling Oscar and pesky little glutton Wiener dog Truman are there to save the day!

 First comic (2006)First comic (2006)

Liberty Meadows is so good, I like to save it up until Monday, so I can read a whole week worth of comics.

Frank and BrandyFrank and Brandy

Frank loves Brandy, but is afraid to tell. Brandy knows Frank loves her, and secretly loves him right back, but she is also afraid to tell. So much time is spent longing for each other and trying to find the courage to show their true emotions. Which is something I can really relate to, because frankly I'm as hopeless in my choice of unreachable women and in my attempts to win them over as Frank is. (I can say this now, because I'm married and don't need to go through all this misery any more.)

Dean the pig and Ralph the (ex) circus bearDean the pig and Ralph the (ex) circus bear

Leslie and RalphLeslie and Ralph

Dean, Ralph and Leslie are my favourite characters. Dean is hooked on alcohol and cigarettes, and is supposedly on detox. Ralph invents things which almost kill himself and the others.

Jen, Brandy's friend and 'femme fatale'Jen, Brandy's friend and 'femme fatale'

Jen is Brandy's friend and a bit of a flirt, to put it mildly. Frank Cho knows how to draw women, check out his other art work. Of course, this is not the most important reason why I cling to my screen every Monday.

Truman and OscarTruman and Oscar

Truman is a little duck that is so honeydew sweet you'd almost consider not throwing him into an oven. Oscar on the other hand is a symbol of little dogs that look so sweet but really are devils with floppy ears.

'Monkey boy' Cho'Monkey boy' Cho

Frank Cho regularly appears in his own comic, in the form of a chimpanzee. He warns for explicit scenes - which means you have to pay attention - but also protests against censoring.

Cho regularly breaks all and every convention there is about comics. He talks with his readers, has guest appearances from other comics, does all kind of crazy stuff. Lovely.

I could post every LM comic here, but why don't you go over there and have an afternoon of fun. Oh, and this comic is not safe for work. Not because of the nice ladies, but because everyone will hear you snigger.

It's Yellow Outside

Weekends, when people can rest after a long week at the office and stay in bed all through the morning.

People without kids that is. Wolf let me know quite early that he was awake. Winter time? What winter time? Play time, that's what it is. Oh, and by the way, he'd peed more or less into his potty, but not to worry, he'd mopped it up himself with a couple of paper hankies.

And so we got down the stairs, with him all cheerful and me grumbling because of the early hour and the smell of pee in the morning. Wolf looked out the small window in the hall.

'It's yellow', he said.

A bit puzzled, I looked out. It was still dark outside, and it was quite foggy. The light of the street lanterns coloured the fog yellow.

So it was yellow outside.