Sunday, October 17, 2010
Friday, October 15, 2010
The memories of our trips are still a source of strength to me. I remember we'd all pile into the Van - I forget what kind it was - and drive and drive. I'm not sure where we'd go, but I think there were some trees there. The smell of something was strong in the air as we played whatever sport we played. I remember a bigger, older guy we called "Dad." We'd eat some stuff, or not, and then I think we went home. I guess some things never leave you.
A thief in Paris planned to steal some paintings from the Louvre. After careful planning, he got past security, stole the paintings and made it safely to his van. However, he was captured only two blocks away when his van ran out of gas. When asked how he could mastermind such a crime and then make such an obvious error, he replied, “Monsieur, that is the reason I stole the paintings. I had no Monet to buy Degas to make the Van Gogh.”
See if you have De Gaulle to post this on your blog-site. I figured that I had nothing Toulouse!
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
ONLY AUSSIES
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