tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76512112012-02-07T04:29:19.852+01:00Living and working in Antwerp...Stoffelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08903414870985378036noreply@blogger.comBlogger1931100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7651211.post-89491444115790040252008-08-08T09:18:00.002+02:002008-08-08T09:35:16.880+02:00

Weet u nog hoe laat het is? volgens een recent artikel, is de dienst van Belgacom van de sprekende klok nog steeds razend populair. Zijn mensen - zelfs met alle moderne technologieën - de tijd meer en meer kwijt? is het echt vijf voor twaalf? Na verloop van tijd is zelfs de tijd soms over tijd; de tijden zijn veranderd, i'd say. De tijd is rijp om tijd te maken om tijd te maken. Want gezelligheid

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In mijn poging bij te blijven met zo veel mogelijk trends, hypes en nieuwe technologieën, ben ik een virtuele lidmaatschap rijker geworden, en nog wel van de nieuwste community-telg uit de Google familieDe internet-mogul creëerde een eigen versie van SecondLife; een soort virtuele wereld waar je met een avatar in kan rondlopen, Lively genaamd.Maar of dit nu echt exciting is? Dit is vooral leuk

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Klik je ook zo vaak op de ‘new folder’ knop ? Damn dat is onhandig!Te pas en te onpas wordt mijn muiscursor gezogen naar deze knop, om dan meteen zo'n gapende nieuwe map in je folder te hebben - als je die dan niet meteen wist, staat voor je het weet heel je pc vol met van die lege mappen...nu door het “screenshotten” van deze ergerlijke knop, zie ik dat er eigenlijk een madeliefje uit het mapje

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Familiebijeenkomst – zo eentje dat we vroeger voor het wegvallen van mijn grootouders elke zaterdag en zondag hadden - veel bubbels, veel eten, veel herinneringen en vooral veel lachen. Lachen met nonkels die we Dokus noemen, met tantes die altijd zeggen ‘’tis da ni da telt’, met neven die eigenlijk de jongste zijn maar snelste van allen zullen trouwen, met neven die in Antwerpen wonen en bloggen

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Stond net in het wassalon hierover mn deur, toen ik op de radio mn vrienden van Buurman hoorde; God, ik en Marjon. Met hun verse platencontract onder de arm, hou je best deze jongens goed in het oog, en/of sterker nog haal hun hit van i-tunes!

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finally!thank you Steve!http://www.digimedia.be/detail05nl.asp?Id=6102 maar nu denkt mijn gadgetfreaky-persona : als ze beslissen hem inderdaad zo makkelijk verkrijgbaar te maken en aan een goedkope prijs, verliezen ze toch de exclusiviteitskopers, non?

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...i'll be here somewhere during next week; better hope with me that this will be there as well!

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hou je klaar binnenkort voor een invasie van dit mannetje...zeker de mensen met kinderen - be prepared! Dit wordt weer een gegarandeerde merchandising-hit!

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Zou het kunnen dat ik ergens diep vanbinnen een neger ben? Zoals het groepje gisteren naast ons op het Favela Sandwich Festival op ons geliefde Falconplein? Ik dans heel graag, ritme in het lijf en spreek ook te pas en te onpas vreemden aan... Enkel deze morgen - the morning after - voel ik me plots weer heel 'old-skool-westers', zonder koffie, zonder de energie van de nacht... :-)

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Kan het in deze vluchtige, snelle, fancy, gadget-freak wereld nog? Bestaan er eigenlijk nog zo’n wereldvreemde mensen? Zijn het niet een paar enkele stammen in het duisterste Afrika (en zelfs daar zou je je soms verbazen) die nog zo een leven leiden? Een gsm-loos bestaan…Ik durf wel eens – perceptie-kastjesdenkengewijs - mensen die geen gsm hebben, indelen in het vakje ‘geitewollesokken’ of ook

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Heb me eigenlijk altijd afgevraagd, waarom veranderde het schoentje van Assepoester nooit? Haar kledij, koets, lakijen, haar, etc. veranderden wel...U ziet, grote levensvragen die me bezighouden...

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Ik hoorde deze ochtend op de radio de begintune van Merlina en... het zei me niets meer... scheelt er nu iets met me?

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Ik ben in iets unieks geslaagd! U mag me feliciteren, dank u; wellicht haal ik zelfs de wereldpers of win ik een Nobelprijs. Of zo…Ik ben er namelijk in geslaagd… hou u vast… ik kan het eigenlijk zelfs nauwelijks geloven… maar ik heb het bewijs voor me liggen… ik ben er in geslaagd om op twee plaatsen tegelijkertijd te zijn; op exact hetzelfde tijdstip.Ik ben namelijk om exact 15u38 zowel aan

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het Grote Geluk, mn zachte Guildenstern, zit verstopt in kleine dingen - geloof ik:...na een prachtig intiem akoustisch optreden van Daan naar huis rijden, klara op de radio en dan aan de verkeerslichten een heel lieve glimlach krijgen van het meisje (jaja, ik weet het) in de wagen naast je...een extra aflevering vinden op de verslavende dvd van Frasier die geleend had en die je dacht volledig

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mannen, ik heb uw hulp nodig;(de vrouwen die dit lezen en denken een nuttige bijdrage te kunnen bieden, ga gerust uw gang!)Ik worstel sinds ik in mijn nieuwe bedrijf werk met volgend probleem; specifiek hier word ik er mee geconfronteerd, want bij mijn vorige jobs werkte ik telkens in kleinere groepen, waardoor dit probleem zich niet stelde maar nu ik meer (mannelijke) collega's heb...Wat zijn de

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Maria, Patrick, and anyone not able to read this first paragraph, please scroll down...Als in een droom: In het ene café speelt een jazz-kwartet met aan de zang Frank Sinatra (come fly with me, angel eyes, fever etc.) en onze favo barman dressed up to the nines. Een disney-esque treintje bracht ons eftelinggewijs, zwevend over het eilandje, naar het andere café – een beetje verstopt in de dokken.

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Waarom, mn lieve Guildenstern, is grappig zijn zo moeilijk? In een bar onder vrienden, of met de collega’s onder de middagpauze kan het misschien nog wel makkelijk lijken, maar sta je plots in de foyer van een bekende schouwburg in mijn stad, dan blijkt het publiek minder makkelijk de lachspieren te oefenen. Geld moest je gisteren als toeschouwer niet neerleggen (behalve voor het toilet – daar

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Je weet wel dat ze bestaan, maar denkt nooit dat ze zo dichtbij zijn; Je ziet ze meestal op tv, meestal dan in Amerika in een of andere populaire reeks als aanhangers van een of andere dodgy geloofsgemeenschap; Maar om er oog in oog mee te staan in je stad is andere koek.Op mijn stilaan traditionele zaterdag walkthrough zag ik een demonstratie voor de deuren van de kathedraal; een groot spandoek

Stoffelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08903414870985378036noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7651211.post-66820541791327443632008-02-15T09:11:00.002+01:002008-02-15T09:16:18.424+01:00

Een nieuw dilemma ontvouwt zich;bloggen in de taal van Vondel (ook in Canada stelt men zich die vraag)De wereld is wel schoon, en waardig om t' aanschouwen,Maar 't reizen heeft wat in. De kosten vallen zwaar.Men mag den Oceaan niet al te veel betrouwen.De bergen rijzen steil. De bossen zien te naar.Or writing in Shakespeare’s language: Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?Thou art more lovely

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Dinsdag feestdag! - of hoe het niet altijd in het weekend feest moet zijn;Hier bij ons op het werk liep vorig jaar alles zo goed op wieltjes (mind the pun) waardoor onze baas - een echte people manager - trakteerde op een verrassing! De verrassing heette bowlen en bleek, mits het juiste team uitgekozen, leuker dan verwacht;Na het bowlen meteen naar Brussel, waar deze zender, enkele keren per jaar

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Ik wenste mijn bedeend - Guildenstern heet ze – slaapwel; de zalige zaterdag had zich verdergezet in een nog zaligere zondag; het wordt stilaan een ritueel (kan dat na twee zondagen?) heel de ochtend in bed doorbrengen, dan de gemiste aflevering van mijn favoriete programma (dat ik heel stiekem enkel bekijk voor hem – laat hem aub de mol zijn). Nadien in de stad met K, waar het leek alsof

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een Helena kapseltje; dat zei mn favoriete kapper - hij had de eerste klant die er was achter komen vragen – Helena van Sarah op tv - en hoe hij dat haat; hij doet toch altijd zijn zin met het haar van zijn klanten, zegt hij. Vandaag in de grote stad was iedereen er; de zon was er voor de eerste keer; heel wat Helena-kapseltjes gezien ook; het moet in zijn – denk ik dan; Op mn nieuw-vergaarde

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The waiting has finally been rewarded – already a week the roads in and around antwerp are a little less safe with the arrival of this new roadrunner;but now I could need your help; my previous cars always had names – usually René, because of the number plate (RNE) but also Lidy (LDI), but now my plate starts with YDD and the suggestions (Yankie Doodle Dee, why-diddi, and so on - thank you M.)

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do you know the saying 'boys and their toys'?and do you know as well that once a boy has bought his toy, he wants to play with it as soon as possible; ripping open the box it is wrapped in, milliseconds after payment in the shop?Did you know that the older the boys become, the more expensive their toys and the more eager to play with them?then WHY is my new toy STILL standing at my parents

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i think the PR-Award 2007-2008 should go to Nicolas Sarkozy, for a perfectly executed media campaign:'the case Bruni' Nicolas Sarkozy, known for his lady-killer skills meets Carla Bruni, they spend the night together and the worst what can happen to a ladykiller-and-president-of-france, happens; Bruni pregnant.You immediately call your overpaid and over-zealous PR-agent, and together you come up

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De eerste keer dat ik in het Nederlands blog, en ook de eerste keer dat ik me zo negatief ga uitlaten over iets; iets - in dit geval een website - en niet zomaar een website, maar eentje dat in Vlaanderen tot voor deze week de toon zette voor online nieuwsgaring en verslaggeving; overzichtelijk, duidelijk, iets te weinig multimedia, maar dat werd hen met de mantel der liefde vergeven; maar nu...

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happy '08 everyone! and this is mainly my sister's doing... :-)english - dutch

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today we are in Stuttgart, tonight in Munich; tour-life begins to fall into a sort of routine; in my - and my roommate's case that is: - first thing in the morning, despite all good intentions : missing breakfast- next, hurrying to the lobby with all the suitcases packed again to take our tourbus to the next city- checking in- going to the concert-arena - eating - playing Uno - show - back to the

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well, a quick item to say that i will be on tour for two weeks with the Proms; i can finally use the rock'n roll cliché 'what day is it today? saturday? than this must Hamburg' :-)if every hotel has free internet as this one (which i very much doubt) i will keep you posted about activities here, but chances are that this blog will be very silent untill mid-december...

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i'm multitalented as it were...guess how many pancakes i can flip at the same time in the right-hand pan...

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I have been longing to go to a descent wedding for years and years now... i don't know about you, but in my circle of friends, the word 'wedding' seem to be banished... most of my friends have all items checked on the tickbox; a 'weddable' age (say 25-30), a job, a partner (rather necessary i know), a house of their own, a dog, no kids (yet)... but no; no marriages since almost three years now...

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This week I went to see Mika! And that was amazing!And i have never seen such an enthusiastic crowd cheering, shouting and enjoying themselves...(I heard a great quote about crowds on a documentary yesterday on tv ‘crowds are like obeying ladies, who want to be treated that way’ – the quote came from H. but I really don’t want to come across as a fan of this person…)Mika was full of energy,

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Mini Antwerp presented today to his customers and potential customers its latest model, the Mini Clubman; Based on the old version from the fifties, this new model has a special backdoor, opening sideways from the middle; So when you think about Mini, in a marketing point of view, you think what? fashion, stylish, modern, young, trendy, innovative... so one would expect for an event like this at

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I went to see a concert of a great singer last Monday night; charming, very talented, very very funny and a perfect crowd-pleaser; entertainment as it should be; accompanied by a big band, piano, bass, drums… Bringing the swing-standards, swing adaptations of famous songs and a few of his own hits; romantic, fun, swinging, poppy, ...At times the concert looked more like a stand-up comedy routine

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Every year on the first of November, my grandmother bakes waffles for the entire family; made with fresh milk, straight from my grandmother's neighbours cows and fresh butter.... myummie! and as long as i can remember the sugar has been in these very typical tupperware boxes!

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I’m on the look-out of buying a new car - a new or secondhand that is;I have made a list of things that are important to me, but I’m afraid that i am becoming a bit to exigent. This is my wish-list for my dream-car:Originality - at n° 1, yes – very importantQuality – after driving very old cars the last years, I finally want something betterSize: my keyboard needs to fit in there – and it’s not a

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Together with the time, also in my mind a lot changed this weekend – perception wise that is… all that in only a couple of hours.I had managed to prolong the summer-feeling until last Saturday, taking with me the hopes and lightness and energy you can get from summer; still wearing clothes too light for the season, still singing and whistling in the mornings (yes me!), having lunch on Saturdays

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May i present to you,for a limited time only again in our little country,living in the capital of Europe,still studying, still enjoying life,the princess of Spain,the queen of Huperspace,the goddess of libraries, theatres and cultural life in general,misstress of relativity of time,and above allmy friendM.

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and suddenly you're ten years older,but still in that same schoolwith those same guys...bizar!

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I guess blogging is a summer thing... or isn't it?maybe in my previous jobs the blogging-'conditions' were better (and also the reason for quitting)... work at the tire-company is great, great people, great job, at least these first four weeks everything is going great... a great start, so i can only be positive towards the future... my time is now mostly divided between work and the fantastic

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It’s been a long time since I was this happy so early in the morning. That is because today is the last day at my current job, and the people who know me, know that I am not that so sorry to go. But since I am positive and optimistic of nature I will not start a rant about what went wrong. I look forward to my new challenge and especially my week of holidays next week! Not really sure what I

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This last week, the newspapers have been writing about a study that showed that there is decline in the number of Flemish/Dutch music on our Flemish radiostations.Voices are being raised that the government should impose certain percentage of ‘Flemish songs’ on our radio stations, as is the case in a few other European countries already.I am not really sure if imposing such a criteria –

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The challenge: take one week of holidays and try to squeeze in all of the following activities:1. going to the hairdresser (near Brussels)2. visit old colleagues (near Antwerp)3. go with your sister and her family on holiday for a couple of days (near Carcassone in France)4. refresh your marketing-lingo in relation to tires 5. settle some financial issues with the bank6. going with the car to the

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The week of change (sung like M's favourite tune 'wind of change' by the Scorpions)This week is my last week at my current job, and i would be lying if i say that i will miss this place… i really am looking forward to this new challenge which starts in two weeks on Monday. Since it is my last week, I now officially declared it party-week, with hopefully everyday a bit of a celebration (should be

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Zou jij 12 000 euro teruggeven aan eigenaar? Zou het geweten beginnen knagen? En wie houdt er nu zoveel geld in zijn heuptasje bij en laat dat dan rondslingeren?

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I always thought it must have been nice to have one, but never really wanted to spent too much money on it, and then suddenly fortune was at my side... i won my very own I-Pod. Not just like that of course, i had to do something for it: At the office, we always use Navigator printing paper, and there is always a personal code on each ream, which made me curious why that code was there. Apparantly

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very busy these days, last month i have spent two weekends in London and 5 days in France (who said again that Europe is my backyard?)... also very busy changing jobs, but more about this in a couple of days when all things are official! in the mean time, here's this very British chap, caught on camera! :-)

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It's a strange thing, our Belgian pride or patriotic feelings (and more precise, the lack of it). I doubt a lot of people in Belgium really feel unified in one way or the other and probably there are lots of historical reasons for that as well.Stereotypically we only feel "Belgian" (or Belgianese as my American colleagues liked to tease) at large national happenings, such as football matches of

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there's music in the office, people are telling jokes, laughing, talking to each other, the general atmosphere is relaxed, stress-levels have gone down, yes it must be: our boss is out-of-office...

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is it not-done to mention on your blog that it's your birthday today? I struggle with these things... the fine line between sharing your feelings/thoughts on life and plain ego-advertising? or is there a subtle way of communicating these kinds of messages, indicating a certain (i hope healthy) need for attention (which we all need)... any way, i think in the mean time, the message came accross :-

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Aaaaah a long weekend... how nice!I’m off to London to meet Audrey from Edinburgh - well, actually she is from New Zealand, but she lives in Edinburgh, where I met her, but now she's moving to Bristol - anyway... we're going to see The Lion King - The Musical which i am really really enthusiastic about, have shop-till-we-drop-sessions, massages in Covent garden (let's see if it's my cup of tea,

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I think we can say that my generation is a bit the IKEA-generation; when i was a student, practically all the student-flats i knew were little ikea-showrooms on their own, and above all, (besides the mass-consumption) looked cool, practical and cheap.When getting a bit older as we do, and a bit more picky as well, the need for some more 'individual' furniture is growing, but unfortunately (in my

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The perfect soundtrack for a (rather) sunny Friday is definitely “Life in Cartoon Motion” by Mika. His unpretentious, feel-good sound and feel brightens up your day and makes it very difficult for me to sit still and not burst out and dance around the desks… Pop-music as it should be, a bit disco, a bit kitsch, a bit camp, a bit sing-along… and a cute guy to perform it… what can one want more?

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I suffer a strange disease, something that bugs me already for quiet a while and sometimes I don’t know if I should go mad or feel very lucky or amazed by it… At first I thought I was the only one – but after consulting Dr Google (ah yes, the cheap and allmighty) I found out there’s a whole community sharing my illness… there's even a name for it: DCCD or Digital Clock Coincidence DisorderLet me

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I look like a little shrimp today... that whole sunday-afternoon on my terrace in the sun did the trick i guess...is it summer now already? going to the sea-side? sweaty nights, bbq's on saturday and sunday... craving for a swimming pool (Caroline, time to come back), high spirits, cava, t-shirts and shorts? it sure looks like summer...and blogging is not a high priority it seems when the sun is

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Last night I managed to travel in time! Or at least meet some of my ghosts-of-the-past all in one small but cosy concert-hall somewhere in the jungle beneath Brussels…first there was AliasGrey, whom I studied with in Leuven and who was supporting Sioen on this gig; Lenny Vane was there to applaud him, together with Ann who is a good friend of mine and was a co-leader in the children’s summercamp;

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I am really blown away by the movie i watched yesterday. “Walk The Line” tells the story of Johnny Cash. But I was not really impressed, or at least not equally impressed with Joachim Phoenix’s performance, as I was with Reece Witherspoon’s characterisation of June Carter. In my humble opinion, she really carried the movie to a higher level and gave depth and warmth to this on-screen June Carter.

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HuffingPuffingSighingStaringRememberingThinkingDreamingWorkingunfortunately some of the –ings for this week :-)Luckily alsoSwimmingMusic-makingParty-ingVisitingsearching...

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skiing, gliding, lifting, tanning, drinking, playing, enjoying, living, sporting, relaxing, sleeping, driving, talking, singing, hopefully-not-falling, meeting, looking, eating, dancing, laughing, sauna-ing, jaccuuziing, thinking, engergizing, etc-ingAll the -ings i will be i-ing next week on skiing-holiday! huuuuuuuurraaaaaayy (-ing)'ll be back here again in a week!

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"I'm Free" he used to shout as his catch-phrase in the series 'Are You Being Served' (now back in reruns on Belgian tv). Well, he’s free for good now, John Inman, better known as Mr Humphries is no more.Although in my opinion, the series has lost its battle against time - just like Mr Humphries now - I really like watching it, and Mr Humphries is definitely one of my favourite characters.

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had dinner with some colleagues yesterday, and besides very funny and cosy, i had a little too much to drink - so now i have a little tuesday-morning hangover... i wish i was in my sofa watching the gilmore girls...

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It's fridaymorning! the sun is shining! i was out of bed before my alarm clock (am i getting older?)so why not start the day, with my favourite tune-of-the-moment! Enjoy the weekend!

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Today - as you can see - I am wearing a red and white bracelet finished of with a star. Before you all start doubting my undisputed sense of fashion – I will explain this curious item of today’s wardrobe. When I arrived at the office this morning, after my necessary morning coffee, our Bulgarian colleagues, who are on training here to learn new software, came round with these bracelets. Today,

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A famous saying goes ‘once you go black, you won’t go back’ and I know for a fact that that is true! I never want to go back again – and if I say black, I mean real dark – darker than dark – or in French “Noir de Noir”.Now before all your minds go thinking things that would not fit my very decent and honourable image, I am talking here about chocolate, of course!i was already a real addict and

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I just discovered that another of my favourite artists will be performing in Belgium again. Tori Amos will be one of the headliners on the last day of Rock Werchter, one of the best festivals in Europe - or so they say at least... I have seen Tori Amos now twice, always in more 'intimate' concert halls, both times only Tori on piano alone. So i would really like to see her with band (if at least

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These last days a song from my past has nestled itself in my mind... when i was in music academy (sounds like police academy) we used to rehearse "Liverpool Oratorium" written by Paul McCartney. It's now almost 15 years ago (omg, getting older) since we sang that piece, but I still remember a lot of the music... I had to sing the part of headmaster and i still remember lines like: "walk in single

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Giving presentations is a bit like acting, I think. In front of an audience, getting your message across, trying to grasp the people’s attention. I think maybe that is why I like doing it so much. Today I had to present the marketing-issues of my company to our affiliate managers from all around Europe. A mixed audience of engineery-kind-of-sales persons… not really the kind of personality I

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The last days in keywords(or a cheap blog-trick to post a new item without inspiration to write)I still love DaanDe NachtenTedious TensionUncle’s in ActionHow’s my French?Petrol still rocksLazy Sunday (no explanation necessary i pressume)Should old acquaintances…

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Last weekend we had with our regular bunch of old class-mates our new-years party (i guess as long as January is not over yet, so you can still call it newyearsparty); and one of the highlights of the evening was without a doubt the 5 Euro presents we bought for each other... Although by definition useless and worth, well at the most 5 euros, it's such fun and such a laugh to make/give/open them.

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Finally, everything is in place... Finally the right software has been delivered... And finally I can attach my new keyboard which I already used, to the big machine. And I am happy as a little boy that just got its new toys... yes, ladies and gentlemen, my company is now the owner of a brand new, state-of-the-art, top range model graphic PC from a very well known brand is now standing in front

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Well, it’s back in the office this week. And that after two weeks of absolutely doing nothing, hanging around, sleeping late… and on the good side: I really felt energized by this hibernation period. Only pity that this supplemental energy only lasted about a day :-sDuring my two weeks holiday, I also discovered something new. Sure, I knew that it was there, but I never could be bothered to

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I seem to undergo a very particular strange side-effect of my two weeks holiday (which is finishing end of this week, and is in the same time the main reason for the low blog activity); jet-lag... without flying! because of some parties last week, and because i can sleep all day, my bio-rhythm seems to have shifted from a day to a night rhythm… usually I wouldn’t care much, but tomorrow I have an

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Let me describe you a life that one (and probably especially me) could easily get used to for a while: sleeping in fancy hotels, getting up (very) late (missed breakfast almost every day) a relax walk in a new town, a bit of shopping, hanging round with the choir-friends, being driven to the concert venue, having dinner, doing a show for about 8 to 10 000 people every night, back to the hotel,

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yup, as you can read, today monday is friday again! at least for me! (sorry, couldn't resist)... tomorrow i'll be leaving for a week to Germany to sing with the choir on the proms; Bremen, Dortmund, Dusseldorf and Köln. in the mean time i have to get through this last day today and make sure that i finnish some urgent tasks. This weekend a decorator has given our office a christmas-make-over. In

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Tell me, tell me! When is it going to be colder? Cold as in, freezing cold, ice-cold, super-cali-freeze-illistic cold – I’m in such a desperate need for gloves, scarves, hats, hot chocolates, snow flakes, open fires… and minus degrees! Minus degrees would probably kill as well all those germs and viruses currently nestled in half the population’s bodies, not the least all those germs occupying me

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Last weekend we went to a screening of a short movie of Sissi, a friend of ours (M’s sister-in-law-to-be); The movie, called ‘mama’, depicts the wedding of a young couple, but the only thing missing at the wedding is the mother of the bride. Not to let her mother spoil her wedding, the bride leaves the church to find her mum. It’s a great short movie, we saw it in a group of six shorts and ‘mama’

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Office breakfast this morning: chocolate and mint tea and birthday-cake from a colleague... mmm

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Last Friday we went out with some friends to go and eat in the famous (or notorious?) Chicago Tower on the left bank of our famous Antwerp river. The cultural organisation “Antwerpen Open” organised its “Higher/Plus Haut”-festival about all the different towers in Antwerp. In this residential tower, you could go and have dinner with a family that lives in this building, usually people not

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It’s funny how little things in life can make a big difference (or actually I believe it's not so strange, because i think that’s what life is about, the little things, but that is a philosophical story for another time)…in a few days/weeks from now I will be working, here at my job, on my brand new, monster-PC-Power-machine. But for now, I have to settle with its keyboard (which already arrived)

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Happy Musicians -day!!According to the catholic-saints-calendar (as was being pointed out to me by my nephew K. who is in the appropriate position to tell me these things), today is Saint Cecilia, which is – as I remember well from my days when I went to the brass band in my hometown - the saint for all musicians. The brass band was named after Saint Cecilia (as almost every other brass band in

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His music is perfect, every single one of his songs is a hit,His albums are pure pleasure, his presence is astounding, he is a true entertainer,his arrogance on stage is so over the top that it becomes addictive to watch.Every time I hear his music on the radio, I smile and feel good,he is also an advertising-guy and a is genius, he is from Belgium,he is the 'player', he is DAAN! (this very

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Dylan, my godchild 1 year! hurray!when I look at this picture i find it a bit curious – I haven’t got as much remarks on the length of my hair as I did in earlier days when it had reached the length it has now (as a matter of fact, I think it has not been this long ever). I got the first remark today at my job from a colleague, but besides that, nada! I never can seem to find the time to go to

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First: thanks for the many reactions to the previous post (also for the mailers – I just wonder, is there a cure for blog-comment-fear?) The solution or the verdict might be however a bit of an anti-climax. There is a bit more context (as always) to this situation;Then: Maybe you would like to know my own humble position in this story: My choice is the one WITHOUT the black frame. And – here’s

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Ok guys, I really need your help this time, from everybody!The Introduction: at my job here, I am in conflict with my boss - it's not that i am about to be fired - but we have an esthetical disagreement, an it turns out to be a very sensitive issue. And yes, I can halfway understand his arguments and find it sometimes hard to defend mine, since they are based on subjective feelings and (good?)

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Curious how a good night sleep can effect my mood – well ok, that is not so curious, since it is a common known fact. But yesterday – after a perfect meal at A’s - I went to bed – people who know me please attend a position of absolute amazement and shock before reading the following: – a few minutes before 10:30 pm! That has not happened since… I can’t remember when I went to bed that early… my

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So I went to see the latest De Palma movie, ‘The Black Dahlia’ yesterday. After installing ourselves in our very wobbly seats (for extra 3D-movement effect? or did they just needed repairing?) we were transferred back to the glamorous post-war Los Angeles in the late 40’s. In a style that strongly reminded me of LA Confidential and of course, more logically The Untouchables (because also from De

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"I’ve been meaning to tell you, i’ve got this feeling that won’t subside…":-)Unfortunately the feeling this morning is mainly in my stomach… I’m always very hungry round 10-11ish and I always always always forget to take something from home… usually to satisfy this internal feeling I walk to our coffee-booth on the workfloor where there are chocolate ‘mignonets’ (if you want it to pronounce as I

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Oh i am finally a bit back on track with my "online world" (which unfortunately means that I am sitting at my desk in the office again); the last weekend and up till now has been very eventful: a few highlights: singing at the Proms (was super), then spending a weekend at the seaside with my sister, brother-in-law and the three kids (who woke me up every day at an inhuman early time), a visit

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Last night, we went with some friends to a "literary evening" in the Bourla; it actually was a parody on how a literary evening would look like if the extreme right would have control over the city (as everybody feared they would have, just before the last elections). The literary “beau-monde” was present (Hugo Claus, Jef Geeraerts, Tom Lanoye) and even the second man in command from the extreme

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I dreamt last night I was pregnant... how strange is that! should i consider counselling now? or start taking the pill?:-)

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Busy and strange times these days… for all sorts of reasons...But most of my free time this week will be spend rehearsing for the Proms. On Wednesday and Thursday afternoon and night there are the first full-dress-rehearsals on stage with all artists and bands… Oh and there is a very funny feature about the proms, because John Miles is said to be kidnapped... check it out!

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I’ve been working for my company on a selection of new corporate gifts, and we – and more precisely – my bosses, can’t seem to agree on it. But what is an ideal corporate gift, say for instance to give to your clients for New-year?In my opinion, it needs to be something original, useful and not cheap-looking. Something people will keep at least for a while, or would pass on to somebody. Not

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Why is it that, every time I see a movie of Gael Garcia Bernal, I feel a sense of pure pleasure… is it because he chooses not to choose for mainstream commercial success? Or is it because he gives younger directors a needful “star” on their cast-list? Or is it maybe because he has a talent for picking out wonderful scripts? Is it his social involvement? his incredibly funny accent? Is it because

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Yesterday night, while being in Turnhout, we paid a surprise visit to the parents of M. We just went to say hi, but were treated on ice cream and drinks! M. has a real ‘mama’ that takes care of her guests just like your typical mom. On the way out, she asked if somebody of us didn’t care to have some fresh-from-the tree walnuts, and guess who couldn’t refuse that offer?They are healthy (contain

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I received a very funny letter this morning. It came from the socialist party with a flyer to vote for a specific candidate of theirs. Now as such this is not a very exciting fact, especially because in two weeks there are local elections, and probably everybody's mailbox is full of these things. But mine was special. It started with the name it was addressed to... First there was a Turkish

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yesterday-night, it was the first night since long that i was home-alone and no plans for the evening. And i can say i have really enjoyed it. At night, I decided to take a walk into town, just to have a walk. (first i wanted to go by bike, but i had a flat tyre, just like P). Not to become philosophical but it felt as if I had a walk with myself (which i suddenly remembered was already a while

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yesterday-night, it was the first night since long that i was home-alone and no plans for the evening. And i can say i have really enjoyed it. At night, I decided to take a walk into town, just to have a walk. (first i wanted to go by bike, but i had a flat tyre, just like P). Not to become philosophical but it felt as if I had a walk with myself (which i suddenly remembered was already a while

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yesterday-night, it was the first night since long that i was home-alone and no plans for the evening. And i can say i have really enjoyed it. At night, I decided to take a walk into town, just to have a walk. (first i wanted to go by bike, but i had a flat tyre, just like P). Not to become philosophical but it felt as if I had a walk with myself (which i suddenly remembered was already a while

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yesterday-night, it was the first night since long that i was home-alone and no plans for the evening. And i can say i have really enjoyed it. At night, I decided to take a walk into town, just to have a walk. (first i wanted to go by bike, but i had a flat tyre, just like P). Not to become philosophical but it felt as if I had a walk with myself (which i suddenly remembered was already a while

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