I know, I know, the roof above the main stadium, the building contractors, the power surges, or worse: the power breaks, and to top it off, the terrorist treats, it’s all doom and gloom about the Olympic Games. You would almost be forgiven to doubt that anything goes well. Okay, you at least are...
Read more →Friday the Olympic Flame arrived in Iraklio. It should have been a day of glory! But it wasn’t. The following may look like a small incident to you now, but remember, so was the street riot after “Le muet de Portici” in Brussels in 1830. We know what disaster that lead to! Hereafter I...
Read more →It’s over, and it’s obvious I didn’t win. I never even came close to that. To be honest with you, after the first milestone (one iPod to win) I concluded that I was no match for the other players. I did get to position 101 on May 23, then I sank faster than a...
Read more →It’s getting hot here. Very much so. Well beyond 35 degrees, Celsius that is. For you Fahrenheiters, that’s the equivalent of 95 euh… points or something. Yvonne and I went to the south coast on Sunday to cool off, after trying the beach east of Iraklio on Saturday. Too many waves there, all red...
Read more →From BoingBoing: On June 15, a federal grand jury will convene in upstate New York to consider possible bioterrorism charges against University at Buffalo art professor Steve Kurtz and the Critical Art Ensemble, an internationally-known hactivist collective. From the CAE Defense Fund web site: “Early morning of May 11, Steve Kurtz awoke to find...
Read more →Blunder! Blunder! Blunder! How could I have forgotten to mention that this other fast-moving, high-powered, steam-rolling (how on earth does one roll steam?) invasion force that goes by the name of G&T Productions (just a cover for their real identity Frans-and-Nadine) are also preparing their second coming in a couple of weeks?
Read more →At 7:30 sharp this morning I entered the Customs Services building. Lies (not to be associated with previous statistics, but short for “Alice”), who had volunteered (after only just a teensy bit of persuasion from my part, basically only needed because of the early hour) to act as my translator in case I ran...
Read more →With only 5 minutes delay, the plane from Brussels had landed on Kazantsakis Airport in Iraklio. In no time Lucien and Reinhilde collected their luggage and we were out in the parking. After cursing the official who had slipped a parking ticket behind my screenwipers, we set off and drove to Spiliá, some 8...
Read more →I hadn’t treated my statistics very nice the last time, what with me putting them together with a bunch of lies, worse even, damn lies. To show my appreciation for them I have created a new nice graph, hereafter. I am of course extremely pleased with the results. Two major milestones have been reached:...
Read more →After their succesful offensive in April last year, Lucien and Reinhilde are planning a new attack on our shores next weekend, in commemoration of that other great invasion that took place 60 years ago, give or take a few days… To be honest, they are a bit late this year, following in the footsteps...
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