compliments

With this ' new ' site ( i like to put my impressions of the world to my own point of view and i discoverd it just yesterday) - lots of info - but i think the main complaint of your older blogsite ont worldswithoutborders remains: could you list also up the dates of your public apperences througout the world - which request of me last year got a warm welcom from another commenting blogger but none of you?
Or do you like to stick the number of public as low as possible?

Nonetheless: blog on! It is very entertaining!

Age is a very interesting phenomenon. Children and old people, or should I say elderly, have a lot in common. Often is said that children are adults with lesser knowledge, but that's not true.
Children are old people without all the knowledge.

Old people like to, as do children, brag about their age. "I'm 89, you know", if it isn't the first sentence, it'll be the second. Children do the same "I'm 4!" pointing it out with their fingers.

Playing is replaced with a social game. A social game that's played alone, with in their memories the community they were part of. I can't dance, because Marie-Ann will think I don't morn enough.

Being an adult is something that's neccessary to make progress. I don't make progress, so despite my age I'm no adult. I too find myself telling my age a lot. Suggesting I'm old, and how I didn't achieve anything yet, just to hear people say "You're still young, there's still time to make a carreer". But Deep inside I know it's already too late.

My heart is young, but my mind is old. I just happened to skip adultery (in every sense of the word).

I as well think you, mr. Grunberg, should keep on blogging. Your little notes always make me think about myself. I like thinking about myself.

An air force pilot. Was he a casualty of war?

Indeed, some of the little notes on this site are very enjoyable. If only this were true for all of them.