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..