Rantings of 2 drunken madmen.

Down the street a man appears,
But its not the wife at home he fears;
Its not the children that look up to him,
Its not the the fearful employees,
Who obey his every whim
No... What troubles this man

is..

GODZILLA!

Yes! This masterpiece was made by us, pic for the non believers!

Bar poetry rules!

A farewell once more.

Since the death of my grandma, I started linking a certain song to her. Mainly because it was played on her funeral, but also because it seemed to fit her really well. When my grandpa died last week, I decided to tribute a song to him aswell. Purely personal ofcourse, but this song will allways remind me of him and the great times we had together. You will probably not understand the choice of song, but that is not the point. I would just like to share it with you guys.










Maybe if I'd climb real high,
You'd be up there in the clouds.
And then just maybe there I'd find you,
And we could sit and talk just for a while..

Story of a mall cop in a quiet town, somewhere in Italy.

"I remember it like it was yesterday. Actually, it was yesterday. I was doing my usual rounds this particular day, minding, well not just minding my own business ofcourse, since my business is minding other people's business. At any rate, I was walking around the store, making sure everone respected my authority. My mom always tells me that I look "very scary" before I go to work, when she makes my sandwiches, but somehow I can hear that she doesnt really mean it. This might have something to do with the fact that she used to say that I looked " super cute, and all grown up-like in my uniform", and that she "just wanted to cuddle me". But I told her in my firmest voice, that I'm a certified mall-cop, and I am not for looking cute, I am for looking scary.

Anyway, I was making my usual rounds that day, when suddenly I saw I had a real case at my hands. A man walked in to the store, and from the first sight I knew he was up to no good. A real, class-A villain. I followed the ne'er do well, and at a certain point, I knew that my sences were right - one of the main reasons why I am so good at what I do: he wore no shoes! This outrage had to be stopped at any price. I tried to reason with him, but clearly he was not of the civilized tongue. The clever man was clearly aware that he was violating mall regulations, since he was allready walking with store-owned flip flops to the register. But he was not to get away so easily. Though clearly he did not understand a word from what I was saying, I made a solid effort to explain myself, because if this man was to be here, he had better understand the language. I watched him as the man purchased his flip flops, put them on his feet, and walked back into the store. I was appalled at his arrogance. This is unheard of! Clearly the 3 day authority course I had followed was failing me. But, on the other hand, the crime had be averted, justice had been done, and I redeemed my failing self respect with some stern looks in the man's direction. Assured that he would from here on out, fearing my wrath, abide to the rules of the mall, I continued my rounds with the satisfaction only rarely felt from capturing an outlaw red-handed. Mother would be proud.

Its been a while.

But Im back. Not gonna tell you all about the shit that's happened, most of you know anyway, since only friends read this crap.

I'm on holiday at the moment, with my most awsomest of buddies Chris! We went to Berlin, Potsdam, Prague, Cesky Krumlov, and Now we are, for some unknown reason, in Salzburg. Our destination is My former Coach Sjoerd in Italy. From here on out we will probably go to bologna.

I believe in you,
Do you believe in me?
Or am I alone, In this hall of dreams..

Short Story.

Je handen rusten op de rand van het bed.
Je voeten hetzelfde aan de andere kant.

Je kijkt me aan, met je grote ronde ogen.
Dezelfde ogen waar ik zo verliefd op werd,
toen ik je voor het eerst zag in de metro.
Jij zag me vast niet.

Je draait je hoofd en worstelt wat met de ruwe stof.
Je kijkt me vragend aan of ik het mooi vindt.
Ik knik bemoedigend. Je schijnt het niet te snappen, en barst in huilen uit.
Ik troost je onhandig, mijn handen op je heupen.

Jou onrust is mij niet vreemd.
Je haar ligt als een waaier op het kussen, het windt me op. Ik bedrijf met je de liefde.
Ik dring in je binnen, wat harder dan de bedoeling was.
Je kermt van pijn, en kijkt me aan, je ogen vervult van emoties die mij zo vertrouwd zijn.

In de keuken was ik mijn zonden weg.




Niemand schreeuwt zo mooi als jij.

Dag oma..

Dag lieve oma,

Mag alles waar je ooit van gedroomd hebt,

En wat bij leven nooit gelukt is,

Bewaarheid worden in de rust die jij gevonden hebt.





When you're scared of dying,
And you're holding on,
You'll see devils tearing your life away.

If you've made your peace,
The devils are really angels,
Freeing you, from the Earth..

The Diamond Paradox.

It rose, slowly, from the ground.
Majestically swirling up into the air.
It fluttered its wings, afraid at first,
By itself perceived as so unfair .

Then it came,
that hammer pounding on my foundations.
And yours, that can not be denied,
I found the outcome of the wrong equations.

But then , hardly could I believe it,
It stirred and recovered, of hope bereft.
It's strength rekindled, doubled by the impact
And the gaping hole it left.

Like a phoenix from the ashes,
Out of the coal ashes the diamond came,
Its beauty shown only now by the pressure put upon it,
I will not lightly forget it's name.

© Memento Mori 2008.

So in love!

I have a new love!

She is so amazing! She has perfect curves, likes making music, and likes it if I play her.
yes, I have a new bass guitar! She is called rosemary.

Here she is:














That makes the total 2, and counting! ;)
Of course I like to emphasize that this is just a bass guitar, and I my love for it doesn't even compare to the love I have for Nicole! :D

Futureperfect

So, the future. Fun things ahead, exciting things ahead, A big shit sandwich, and we're all gonna have to take a bite. Well that would be putting things to bleak, but you all know what I mean. Fun fact #1: Upcoming may me and my princess will be on Terschelling, making an effort at disappearing in the endless dunes. Summer time will be spend in Portugal, where I will continue to prosper my recently found love for scuba diving. The more near future; my birthday, my princess's birthday, our anniversary :D. 1.5 years already, who would've guessed that. Well if it's up to me it'll be many more years to come :) I'm also making some very big decisions for my future career. Will I go to school, get an education, or will I work myself up within avi-drome? Perhaps neither if they both dont want me, but let's pretend they want me :)

And if rain brings winds of change
Let it rain on us forever
I have no doubts from what I've seen
I have never wanted more.
With this line I'll mark the past
As a symbol of beginning
I have no doubt from what I've seen
I have never wanted more.

Old men die aparently..

How weird would it be to do things for the very last time..

Knowing you will never celebrate another birthday again, Live to see another new years eve, or stuff like that.

Dag opa...
Je moet niet zo stom doen.
Je moet niet weggaan.
Je moet vrolijk zijn, en niet verdwijnen.

>.<