My favourite legal case ever : United States v. One Tyrannosaurus Bataar Skeleton. That would make an excellent movie.
Guess who still has two thumbs and was tasked to
play with put away in their boxes all the exploding toys of AC/DC (I have really have to thank D. and J. for the excellent experience !) ?
After the Pentecost Mass, which we crashed with @descampsdavid for various reasons. I quite liked it, perhaps because I was still slighty drunk after a glass of Orval (for genetical reasons, I’m drunk really fast with the slightest amount of alcohol, but at soon I have reached that buzzed plateau, I can go on for liters and liters of various alcoholic beverages without much trouble), but mostly because the music was gorgeous, with a mad organist doing his best to improvise some incredible erotico-horrific giallo soundtrack but mastering Bach too, and a good choir compensating for the plastic garden chairs and the almost reformed nudity of the walls of the cathedral. If I were able to take communion, I would also have beneficiated from a plenary indulgence.
Well, Spring got kicked in the nuts by Fall once again…
Quand on est habitué à une température moyenne annuelle de 7°C, passé 15°C ça devient tropical. D’ailleurs, c’est le moment où les problèmes reviennent : les gamins jouent dans les jardins en braillant comme des ânes en rut, les mouches reviennent, il y a plein de tracteurs sur les routes, et la boue, la boue, toujours la boue…
I know I’m always complaining about the weather, but seriously, I’m slow cooking right now. #heatwave
Il fait si chaud que j’ai l’impression d’être à Cow-Lanta
October has came really early this year, and my walks to work are rather unpleasant under the cold rain of these two last days.
Anyway, not only my muscles ache, but it seems I have strained my optical nerve rolling my eyes too often while listening to two incredibly stupid podcasts, the first one with mystical royalists obsessed by Joan of Arc (“the Kingdom of France, etc.”, “Free-masons governing the country, etc., ”I only worship really obscure saints that you have never heard of, etc.“, ”you know, my really prestigious ancestor did, etc.“….), the second one with some leftist stuck in the Seventies talking about his new noir novel about the dictatorships in South America (“Her mother was tortured by the police while pregnant, so the girl was in utero tortured”…). For podcasts I normally like, this was really painful.