Friday, June 22, 2007

Goede Morgens Jonge

It means "Good morning lads" is Dutch. I'm getting a quick brush up on my far from l33t Dutch language skills at the moment as I nipped into an internet caff in Amsterdam to check the mail and everything is coming up in nederlands. They have just served me some very tasty chcolate brownies too and they are making me feel all light headed1

The reason I'm in the 'Dam is I called my friend up this morning. "Best not come up until the vet has been," he said, "Maybe best to remember doglet like he was." Probably best, he was such a nice and full of life woof it would be upsetting to see him now, better to remember him how he was. He's had a stroke apparently and probably wouldn't know who I was anyway.

Fuck - there have to be a billion and one shitbags on this miserable rock who should be dead before doglet. Why can't Tony Blair be breathing his last right now.

Ah well, at least I got to spend a couple of hours wandering round Amsterdam. I haven't been here for a while, last time would have been TechEd in 2004 and I spent most of that at the RAI and only made the occasional foray into the city centre and then spent most of the time in various alcohol retailing emporia. I letf the car up at the airport where they have named all the car park areas after typically Dutch things like "Farmers Wife", "Windmill" and "Tulip" so you can remember where you're parked. I think I left mine in "Spliff" but it might have been "Brothel", it was next door to "Horseporn" I remember that much.

Speaking of such things Amsterdam round the centre seems to be precious little else these days. It was always a bit like this round the Damrak but it does seem to have increased. And blimey, you should see what the sex shops are putting in the windows these days, back when I was a student and we came here for the recreational herbs the window displays were a bit tame, these days the animal porn is in the window in a fetching display; dunno, maybe they had a sale on or something, buy two horse shagging DVDs and get a free dog one.

Christ alone knows what they keep under the counter these days.

Midget porn probably.





1 To any law enforcement personnel or company snoops reading this, this is a joke. However I recon if I do stay here much past my half hour's alloted net time I'll be high as a kite from the secondary smoke. Coffee is good though.

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