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This year's ski trip was exceptional, in that there was nearly no snow at the station! Thanks to global warming, we were able to spend the week bronzing on the slopes while putting back a few at Joe's bar.
"Turlish, turlish; cutlet, cutlet"... theme song inspired by a german video clip of bare breasted ladies licking meat fresh off the b-b-q. Frank, determined to re-enact those MTV moments, is nursing an unruly fire while we prepare the bratwurst.
Hadrien and I have just moved into our new apartment in the 12th arr. in Paris. We were amused to discover the nature of our local landmark.
Though the title references David Lynch's short film "The Cowboy and the Frenchman", (which inspired me to fill my pockets full of escargots for a short time), this drawing has nothing to do with Lynch or his films. In fact, isn't that the nutty thing about noggins? They're just full of random and pointless connections!
More of those to come...
"I tickle, you tickleish, we are ficklishing!"
Wise quote from my french companion Hadrien, (named after the Roman emperor, hence the "H"). Here we see him identifying with his royal roots.
Being distanced from many of you old pals, I have decided to set up this blog as a means of sharing with my dearest all that is nearest.
This year's ski trip was exceptional, in that there was nearly no snow at the station! Thanks to global warming, we were able to spend the week bronzing on the slopes while putting back a few at Joe's bar.
