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Category Archives: Death
Recently, parents seem to be thinking about their possible early demise, because I have been getting this question more frequently: “What will happen to our children if we, mother and father, were to die?” I don’t know why people are … Continue reading
Given how dearly many people love their cars, I am surprised they deposit them so carelessly instead of granting them a proper burial, maybe in the family mausoleum. That one person in Calgary put their old car in a hospice-like … Continue reading
Today in Huéscar, I saw this poster. I was a bit shocked because I didn’t know there were still bullfights. After all, Pope Pius V had already banned them in 1567. Since then, we call the Pope’s edicts “papal bulls”. … Continue reading
Now I know where everyone has been hiding.
Two countries walk into a bar, because there was an offer for any couple whose names start with the same letter. Says Yugoslavia: “I was so unlucky that my wars already took place in the early 1990s. A few years … Continue reading
Sad news can be a reason to (re)watch one of the best films of all time.
Food is a big part of travel. For some people, it’s the most exciting part. Unfortunately, food is the part of life in which I am least adventurous. I wish I was open to try anything once, but if somethings … Continue reading
But remember: It won’t end well. You have been warned. Quite graphically, even. Another tip: If you are cheesy in public, holding hands, kissing and such, try to imagine how silly you look to others. So, no public affection please! … Continue reading
This kind of job always ended up with me. Maybe I didn’t put up enough of a fight. Maybe my silent and thoughtful manner got mistaken for sadness, thought to be a suitable attribute for this particular line of work. … Continue reading