Hahaha. Now that is hilarious. I didn't know that. Thanks for sharing as this will make great weekend conversation.
--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, turquoiseb <no_reply@...> wrote: > > --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, obbajeeba <no_reply@> wrote: > > > > Heh. For some reason, you bring this to mind: > > http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FVcnmPf9HkE : ) > > I have been told that Fawlty Towwers was hugely successful > on Spanish TV, but when dubbing it they felt the need to > change Manuel's origin from Barcelona to Mexico. Fewer > protests. :-) > > > --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, turquoiseb <no_reply@> wrote: > > > > > > --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, obbajeeba <no_reply@> wrote: > > > > > > > > Flash mob of women show up to a table in the shade with a > > > > man taping away on his laptop as he attempts to look up at > > > > the, "eye candy," he is hit with some really hard candy in > > > > full force by those same women who had shared the link of > > > > the FFL, titled, Havana, the pervert sitting at the Havana > > > > gets blasted for referring to all the ladies in non stocking > > > > wearing skirts and shorts on this Indian summer day of 24 > > > > degrees C. Chauncey will later be seen holding a raw filet > > > > mignon over his right eye as he decides later this evening, > > > > gardening is a better hobby to begin tomorrow. > > > > > > Nice followup fantasy, but untrue. So, sadly, was > > > any potential adventure with the woman at the next > > > table. She turned out to be American, and politically- > > > impaired (she was a Ron Paul freak), so our conversation > > > was short. > > > > > > As for the eye candy, the Dutch women seemed to be as > > > unoffended by being admired as other women in Europe, so > > > there is no big rush on my part to converting to gazing > > > at flowers. > > > > > > > --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, turquoiseb <no_reply@> wrote: > > > > > > > > > > No, not the city in Cuba, the outdoor cafe in Den Haag. It's my > > > > > favorite > > > > > writing place lately, because it has everything I look for in a > > > > > writing > > > > > cafe. First, it's on a fairly major plaza, with lots of eye candy > > > > > walking by for those of us who, like Chauncey Gardner, "like to > > > > > watch." > > > > > Second, and more important, it's situated such that the sun is behind > > > > > the building, so I can use my laptop while seated outside. Third, its > > > > > owners are so gracious as to have entered into a partnership with KPN > > > > > (one of the big phone providers here) to provide free WiFi to its > > > > > patrons. Cute waitresses, too. What is not to like in a setup like > > > > > this? > > > > > > > > > > While many of you in the US were experiencing heat waves, we in > > > > > Holland > > > > > were enduring the rainiest winter in 100 years. I think I can count 3 > > > > > or > > > > > 4 days all summer on which it didn't rain. This was not exactly the > > > > > best > > > > > news for those of us addicted to cafe society. But now we're being > > > > > rewarded for our patience by a wonderful Indian summer. It's 24 > > > > > degrees > > > > > C. (75 F.), on a Friday afternoon, and the Dutch (a cafe-loving > > > > > people) > > > > > are already starting to fill up the tables for a fine night of good > > > > > conversation and people-watching. > > > > > > > > > > At this hour in Barcelona (having recently been there), the cafes > > > > > would > > > > > have been this full, but the pheromone count would have been higher. > > > > > Most of the patrons would have been there lookin' to get laid. In > > > > > other > > > > > words, they would have come to the cafe with an agenda or plan or goal > > > > > in mind, and not really have been able to be "in the Now" until that > > > > > goal was achieved. In Den Haag, it's kinda obvious that for the > > > > > majority > > > > > of cafe patrons I see around me that coming to this cafe *was* the > > > > > goal. > > > > > They're remarkably content with just sitting here, soaking up (in the > > > > > areas of the cafe not shaded by the building) what's left of the day's > > > > > sun, and simultaneously soaking up the Now. I really don't get the > > > > > impression that anyone I see around me's life revolves around who they > > > > > hook up with later, or whether they even do. > > > > > > > > > > This may be one of the reasons I'm more comfortable here in the > > > > > Netherlands these days than in Spain. At my age, I rarely find myself > > > > > driven by my gonads, or by the desire to hook up. If it happens, I'm > > > > > not > > > > > averse to that, but I neither seek nor desire it. Interestingly > > > > > enough, > > > > > however, this 'tude seems to be working like a charm on the attractive > > > > > woman at the next table. I may have to stop typing now and see what > > > > > develops. It's Havana, after all...and everyone knows that odd things > > > > > happen in Havana. Maybe a good conversation. Maybe more. Who knows? > > > > > That's sort of the whole point of cafe society. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > >
