Random Friday

Roger Murtaugh: I’m too old for this shit!

Yes, I’m feeling like Danny Glover in Lethal Weapon (actually, he says this line in all 4 movies, joined by Mel Gibson at least in the last one). When you’re single or don’t have kids and find yourself for six days between a 12-year-old and a 70something… it makes everything more complicated!

One tends to run forward (because he’s telling stories to himself and isn’t paying attentiong), the  other lags  behind. One makes a melodrama out of nothing and the other has clearly enough of his tantrums (I don’t see him as often as my mother, LOL!). I was always the mediator! 🙂

Add the heat and some rain… not always fun. We did the tourist stuff (i.e. lots of lines), and he wanted to be back at the hotel by 3pm, so on the last day I decided to go out and try to find some DVDs, since the FNAC nearby had a poor selection but I remembered the Champs Elysées shop was  much bigger…

I asked him if he wanted to come (I admit it, I hoped he’d say no and kept playing with his videogames, LOL!). So I ended up grabbing one DVD because it was near the games section and gave up looking for more! 😀 But I did manage to buy the BDs I can’t buy in Rome anymore because the only French bookshop closed, so I have completed my Thorgal collection.

And I got the Lapins Crétins (Rabbids for gamers) BDs for Dear Nephew who wanted them because he’d seen them in some videogame (and there isn’t much text anyway… he laughed out loud reading all 3 volumes out of 9 that I bought him). By the way, if anyone can be bothered to correct the Wikipedia entry above… there are 9 volumes of the comic + a couple of specials

Leaving you with some pics… have a great weekend! 🙂

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Love-story with… France

That’s an old story too. I lived there (Paris) from 1970 to 1973, studied there until 1978 (living in Genève, but going to school in France) and my brother was born in Paris. I can easily blend in whenever I go back, so I’ve never noticed that uptight behavior most French have with non-French speaking people.

I love their food (childhood memory?), they comics (bandes dessinnées, they share paternity with Belgium for that), their medieval castles and gothic cathedrals, and probably a lot more I can’t think of at the moment. Maybe I don’t like the fact that they oppose English usage, although I’ve heard them using English words in contemporary slang, so things are changing. They’re still the only people who call a computer “ordinateur” and say “octanes” instead of bytes.

English comes first to my mind now, so whenever I go to France I have to constantly remind myself to “switch to French” – doesn’t always work, I revert to English without noticing, sigh. And I struggle in finding the correct French words, confused by the fact that it’s similar to Italian, so sometimes I make them up! 😉

If I had to choose another country to live in, I’d pick France (I’d starve in England… or live on junk food! :-(). I haven’t done it yet because I’m too old to move out now, when I have a house and a steady job to keep me here. Nobody would hire a 45-year-old, so unless I find other means of earning my living (a rich husband? ;-)), I can’t really move out of this crazy place at the moment.

I will have to organize a little tour of Normandy and Brittany this year… maybe in spring. I still hope to go to Paris with my brother and my nephew one day, but we’ll see…

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