Posted by Dirk on April 6, 2009
My five-year-old son put forth some pretty interesting ideas the other night. Maybe it’s the tap water or too many gummy vitamins, but he has definitely hit some heightened awareness few rarely reach. The conversation is as follows.
“Do you have holes in your stomach?”
“Huh? I think so. Yeah, one where the food goes in, and one where it goes out, I think.”
“Is it east and west holes?”
“Uh, maybe?”
“It would be funny if you could take your head and put it inside your stomach, and then, and then, and then, you could use your eyeballs to see through the holes in your stomach, right?”
“That would be really weird.”
“And then there wouldn’t be any cars on the street, and if you walked around on the street, you can’t see that there aren’t cars on the street because your eyeballs would be in your stomach.”
“Aren’t you tired yet?”
“East and west holes. Not north and south. That would be backwards.”
“Aren’t you tired yet?”
Posted by Dirk on April 5, 2009
There was Poul Nyrup Rasmussen (pronounced [⁽ˈ⁾pʰʌʊ̯l ny(ː)ɔb̥ ˈʁɑsmusn̩] Oh come on, that’s easy!) Then there was Anders Fogh Rasmussen. And here comes…………Løkke Rasmussen! And none of these guys are related!
You Danes like you some Rasmussen’s.
“I’m the third Rasmussen in a row to hold this office. There was a difference between one and two. And you will be able to see a difference between two and three,” said Løkke.
Anders Fogh Rasmussen. (Photo by Pamela Juhl)
Lars Løkke Rasmussen (photo by Pamela Juhl)
The difference? Number two makes me want to turn gay, and number three makes me wonder if I left that Excel spreadsheet on my desktop or in my applications folder.
Check out the latest at The Copenhagen Post online.
Posted by Dirk on March 28, 2009
I don’t know about you guys, but when Iceland’s football team gets beaten by the Faroe Islands, I get a little jumpy. Seriously, when you let that header by Fródi Benjaminsen go by, I lost all faith in Icelandic sports. It’s the Faroe Islands guys. They’re so lazy, they have grass growing on the roofs of their houses.
I would have to agree with Iceland’s coach Ólafur Jóhannesson, when he said, “they lacked interest in the first half.”
So fellas, take one from the coach and stop lacking interest and get out there and play some damn football, ok? I know your economy is completely in the shitter (seriously, this country is broke), but go soak in a hot spring, listen to some Sugarcubes, gaze upon a fjord, whatever, just get it together!
I’ll expect more when you guys go up against Saudi Arabia, unless it’s an away game, then you’re toast…..literally.
For more see below. Geezus, I’m bummed.
http://www.icelandreview.com/icelandreview/daily_news/?cat_id=29314&ew_0_a_id=321742
Posted by Dirk on February 7, 2009
My boys and I took a trip to the Texas State Capitol today. Good times!
There she is (waaay up top), Lady Liberty perched atop loads o’ limestone. My son claims this is probably the most important building in the world!
AHHHH! It’s him. In the immortal words of Naked Eyes, “There is always something there to remind me.”
Some guy……literally. Apparently the folks at the capitol have no clue as to the identity of this fellow, as evidenced by the plaque under his painting—
a clear indicator that this guy was a serious underachiever. “Render a decision, are you shitting me? I didn’t get where I am to save the world. I came for the interns!”
The unfortunate aftermath of Jabba the Hut’s brief stint as governor of Texas. My son stands crying tears of joy on the site where one fortunate child was rescued by Lando Calrissian and transported back to Cloud City to be released from her carbonite prison. Unfortunately, it is rumored she recently fell through the trash shoot while reenacting Luke’s heroic escape and is now working at a Krispy Kreme in the Degoba System.
