Went to the temporary exhibit on Australia at the Rijksmuseum Volkenkunde. The exhibit features the story of the indigenous Australians and the effect of the arrival of European explorers. A large part was about the stolen generation, featuring documents from early anthropologists and showing parts of the movie Rabbit-Proof Fence. Impressive exhibit, shame it’s only temporarily in place. My parents are going on the Hurtigruten this summer (I’m jealous!), so we also visited the ‘People of the polarcircle’ exhibit, which is on permanent display.

And more rampant consumerism on this very saturday. I ordered the Polar F4 online earlier this week and it was delivered this afternoon. I fear mastering the manuel will take a while, but I’m impressed with the available features.

Got it!

After some orientation I decided on the Philips 3305/19. I bought it straight after work for €189. As this review states:

Philips has therefore offered a deck with few frills, but very capable basic recording. It’s an entry-level model that cannot fail to please.

Which is exactly what I want, so I’m very pleased with the purchase. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to try out some more features.

Death of a machine

My VCR decided earlier this week that it no longer wanted to do its job for me. Since I still use it quite a lot, I thought I’d go out and get a cheap replacement. I was wrong. It seems these things have completely gone of the market. They had exactly 1 (one!) left in the store I tried about half an hour ago and it went for no less than € 169. Which I’m not really prepared to pay for a VCR. So I’m considering browsing some more or waiting till one’s on offer from for instance Aldi. Or I could save myself the bother and get either a DVD Recorder or a Hard disk Recorder. Meaning a new dilemma. Time to do some research. Sigh.


Richard Nixon

Let me take you back to 1974. The year the world was introduced to ABBA and the year Nixon resigned. It was also the year my parents got married. On February 22nd to be precise. 32 years ago today. Happy anniversary!


More upcoming album to look forward to: Moonspell will be releasing “Memorial’ in April and March will bring up the new Placebo, called MEDS. Also, Dutch radio station Kink FM is making some of it’s programs available as Podcasts, including their metal program, called Aardschok. 🙂


Went to see Joep Onderdelinden in Theater Castellum in Alphen earlier tonight. The theater was a bit of a dissapointment unfortunatly. And I was shocked to see the way Alphen had changed. Hadn’t been there in years, and they’ve filled it with all kinds of new shops. Very strange. My haircut fortunately was a big success. It’s short though. Hasn’t been this short in maybe twenty years!


Since my post from December 24th still graced my homepage I had to get up to speed a bit. Plenty of post (or ideas therefor) are currently waiting in my CMS, but they still need completion. I’ve decided just to start publishing new stuff and catching up on the old stuff in the meantime. I fear that otherwise the backlog will just get bigger and bigger. So please bear with me.


Just doing a quick mailcheck, before returning to the couch. I feel so sorry for myself. That’s one of few drawbacks of living alone, there’s nobody around to take pitty. Or to make me some fresh orange juice. Sigh.


shot from the movie

Went to see the movie ‘Munich’ last night, in the Trianon theatre.

Steven Spielberg directs an international cast in Munich, a gripping suspense thriller set in the aftermath of the massacre of 11 Israeli athletes at the 1972 Munch Olympics. This dramatic exploration inspired by true events follows a secret Israeli squad assigned to track down and kill the 11 Palestinians suspected to have planned the Munich attack — and the personal toll this mission of revenge takes on the team and the man who led it.

To find out more on the actual events, try Wikipedia on the Munich massacre. For reviews of the movie, try Metacritic. Also quite interesting, the article ‘Photographing “Munich”‘ by the movies unit photographer Karen Ballard.