
After twelve hourse of work we finally get to take our share home.
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What more can I say than "Damn, I am one bad ass 30 year old now!" Self portrait taken at my own 30th Birthday party October 9th 2005, in Amsterdam Netherlands.

It’s kind of sad to have breakfast alone these early morning hourses, when everybody seems sleeping and only you to be awaike… That’s why, often, when the Sun is not up jet, but the sky is bright in the east, I fly from my home on a big Oak Tree …

I did take of my own pimpy hat just long enough to try on Cili’s antique top hat from her grandfather.

I’ve always fancied having a carousel hourse at home as a pice of furniture with the pole going from floor to ceiling. Of course I have no idea where I would put it and it would be totally impractical anyway.