Année : 2004

Apr�s les observations perspicaces et parfois comiques du Capitaine concernant le Qu�bec (et plus particuli�rement Montr�al), voil� que nous aurons droit � une autre perspective de la part d’un blogueur en exil dans nos folles contr�es: Maciej, de Idle Words, s’en vient passer l’�t� � Montr�al. Il sera tr�s int�ressant d’entendre ses commentaires sur notre culture et nos moeurs. Je ne m’inqui�te pas trop cependant: un homme qui honore l’art du baisemain devrait savoir se comporter en gentleman avec sa ville h�te.

Dark and rainy day. I’m not allowed to go outside because « it’s all wet out there, and you’re gonna get dirty », she says. Like I care. It sucks.

Oooh, look at that. Fresh laundered sheets. Oh god, they are straight out of the dryer, still warm. And she’s in the shower. This is really, really nice. I know I’m not allowed on the bed, but if I hide really deep down there, she’ll never notice.

Busted. Damn.

I checked my referrer logs this morning and I had the surprise of finding half of my face on the Web site of an Australian university. Looks like a student assignment on Women on the Web. I like the Conclusion section, which shows a poster that says: The clitoris is a direct line to the matrix… the future is unmanned.