I do have an eye for it nowadays. I can see it in the corner of my field of vision.
Sorry sir, I say, there's a stop sign overthere that says 'Staff only'. Everything that's overthere is in the shop too. And even more.
Sometimes I make them jump. They don't notice that I'm paying attention.
The sign on the ground is totally worn out.
All those people trying to trespass.
But that looks good on the picture.
Gepost om 10:19 uur door Ton | Geen reacties
It's a great day to wear this T today!
I got an e-mail this morning from Bob & Mary. They said it should be possible for us to collect some Westvleteren 12 at September 8th. The 1st day for us to arrive in Poperinge.
They got contact with the beerline, but the monk didn't understand their English.
Could I try?
I started calling, but came to realize that we wouldn't have a car.
No connection was being made though. So no problem.
Even not after 1 hour.
So I thought: I try it for the last time.
I got connected!
I explained we would come by bike. Would that be a problem?
The monk was amazed, but the next moment he wrote down my name.
2 Crates are reserved.
A great day for wearing this T today!
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It was our last day in Forchheim.
German breweries don't fancy t-shirts too much, I had concluded.
Just 1 T in a whole week of visiting breweries! And a hat (plus 1 hat that didn't fit, but got for free).
We were sitting in Gasthof Neder. 1 Of the 4 breweries in Forchheim.
We were getting drunk.
Although we didn't realize that.
A guy came sitting close to us, while we were already talking to some locals.
Hey, you have a T from St. Georgen, I remarked.
Yep, I work there, he reacted.
We also work in a brewery, I said. & We do have a T-shirt too.
I took my grey longsleeve out of my backpack.
Next moment he was sitting ½ naked next to me, trying to get my L-shirt over his XL-body.
Everybody laughed. & He was proud.
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I'm always trying to wear this T on St. Patricks day. But since I'm not Irish most of the time that's either 1 day too early or 1 day too late.
I don't have Irish friends.
Maybe better, for me it's always difficult to understand what they are saying.
& Than the couch. It's seldom that I'm sitting in it.
It's opposite to my television. I only use that thing for watching a part of a movie while eating dinner.
That's why the grand foulard I have draped over the couch is not as pale as the T is.
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Our German beer importer came with this one.
A shirt for soccer, thats what I thought. He was thinking the same.
I never played soccer.
Except for 1 time.
Indoor soccer. Together with some international fellowstudents.
I was there to look at a their games during a 1-day tournament.
Then the keeper got injured. They brought him to the hospital.
Guess who was coming to stand on goal instead?
They lost (me too) that last game.
11 - 1.
Oh, how scared I was of the ball.
Nowadays I sometimes kick a lost ball back to kids who were playing with it.
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This is yesterday's other side of our 'keg-cleaner'. Several weeks later.
All looks the same, but isn't.
Search for the differences.
It keeps going on, the slight changes.
I don't bother too much. As long as it won't go too fast.
Better still: no changes at all. Everything the same.
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I already had my new cellphone (= camera) for a week, but I didn't succeed to make a photograph that I could feel satisfied with.
Finally this one.
All the cleaning tools we use when the day is ended.
Well, when we are closed & we have to get rid of the mess.
Got the T from Simon, also a bartender at a very special beerplace.
Had to say that. He is following my T's here. & He is too nice a fellow to forget to mention him.
Gepost om 12:42 uur door Ton | Geen reacties
We're still at the same place. We still have the same objects.
They might be placed differently, but the world stays the same.
One could say.
& Although you could conclude that it is because I'm using another camera (= cellphone) now, it feels strange that everything looks that different.
The yellow hose is there already for months. The heater for years now.
The green keeps on growing, but sometimes I take it away.
Is it time in movement I see?
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This is gonna be my last picture of a shirt made with the k800i.
I still have 4 left over, but I don't think the quality is good enough.
Standards are getting higher. My own standards off course.
Nokia will be in charge. N82 is the word.
Totally different colours. More sharpness. More subtlety.
Sometimes that's a disadventage. I think I have made several nice photographs with it though.
So we're about to enter a new age. An age of T's photographed with another cellphone.
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I got this T personally from Eric Warner, the CEO of the Flying Dog Brewery.
3 Months later he resigned.
Does that lower the value of the gift, I asked myself.
I don't know why this question came up to me. I just had to admit that it did.
It's strange that some things are more special to me if I can measure a certain value to it.
I think it's a bit embarassing since I came to realize that.
At least in this occasion I'm being honest to myself.
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My hair is shorter now.
I asked the barber wether he could trim my beard too. But I think this Turkish man didn't understand what trimming meant.
After the haircut I took a shower. The 3rd in less than 12 hours.
It didn't help too much. It's still itching in my neck.
I probably have some showers to go. It's this kind of weather again. Like on the photograph.
Disadventage of the way the image is printed on the T is that it's slowly fading. Only 1554 is easy to see.
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I'm going to have myself a haircut.
Not something I look forward to. I have been planning to do it for 4 weeks.
Well, that haircut is the reason for wearing this T. It sweats too much at my back.
& After visiting the barber I'll change T-shirts. So I won't be bothered too long with itching hairs in the back of my neck.
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That's my handwriting. There on the blackboard.
It always amazes me that it's so easy to recognize it.
It's me, I think looking at it. As if I'm seeing myself reflected in a mirror.
That feeling is so strong that I'm 100 % sure that I didn't write 'IJ-wit'.
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Because I always want to go home, I had decided it might be better to do 2 beerfestivals in 2001. The regular Kent Beerfestival & the Great British Beerfestival.
It would keep my mind busy.
The week inbetween the 2 I walked. Lots. With a tent in my backpack.
I sometimes think that I have too much energy, compared to others.
I arrived at the GBBF & wanted to work. But all the other members of the staff were sitting most of the time.
There was just not so much to do.
I could have done lots of the things that should have been done on my own. But I decided to sit next to the other members of the staff.
Maybe we should try another beer that just had arrived?
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Arriving at the Hogs Back Brewery was totally different from my visit to Harveys.
Oh hello, I said to the 1st person I met there, I sell your beer. In Amsterdam.
The man appeared to be the owner.
He immediately called for his salesman, who was about to leave for some customers.
It was better if the salesman gave me a tour instead. Customers could wait.
& An extensive tour it was.
I drank 4 different kinds of ales, early in the morning. I had to, I couldn't refuse this hospitality.
Then I had to walk on to Guildford. Roundabout 15 kms further.
At the last moment the salesman gave me a T-shirt.
It wasn't this one though.
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I had to walk to Lewes a 2nd time. The sole of 1 of my shoes got loose.
It might give me the opportunity this time to visit the brewery.
I'm selling your beers, I told the people in the brewery-store. In Amsterdam.
As if that was interesting.
I could buy their beers. I couldn't visit the brewery. I could buy a T. £ 5,-.
I went to the other side of the street. A small pub. I drank some ales.
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My mother will come to visit me in a few hours.
I still have to get rid of a few piles of shirts.
There are 4 now.
Nr 1 is the pile with T's I didn't take a photograph of.
Nr 2 I did, but I didn't wear them yet (so not published either).
Nr 3 I wore & is about to get folded.
Nr 4 is the same, but I'm uncertain whether I'll find time to get rid of it in a decent way.
Than there are also a few T's that are spread around my place.
Better hide them than try to explain how my house became such a T-shirt-mess.
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My 1st festival.
Via the traintunnel to the UK.
I didn't realize, untill arrival, it was my 1st time in the UK also.
I had plans to stay there a little bit longer, but really didn't know where to go.
A country can be too big.
Well, in my case that can easily happen.
Foreign countries are overwhelming most of the time.
I changed the date of my trainticket & left the same day as the festival ended.
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The puppet has a safety pin through its head.
It's my only piercing, I sometimes say.
Kids look at me astonished when I tell them that.
One kid asked her mother wether that could be possible.
I proved it by taking the pin between my fingers to move it a little bit.
My face looked like I was suffering from pain.
That was quite an effort. I never did any acting classes.
But the girl believed me.
Ouch, it's real, she said to her mother & moved her head away.
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I don't have anything with Guinness.
I don't like it.
There are better stouts.
The only adventage the brand has is its image, where they spend lots of money on.
Not a good reason for wearing a Guinness-T.
So better giggle about it.
For 1 time.
I'll probably never wear this 1 again.
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With T-shirts like this people want to see what the T is saying. They start to stare.
Don't look at my tits, I say.
Especially when women are involved.
Well, you were looking at mine, one instantly reacted.
Gepost om 09:09 uur door Ton | Geen reacties
This is already the 50th.
So it had to be something special, at this 08-08-08.
Well, at least it's something orange. The Dutch will be pleased.
Mike gave me this one. He lives next to the brewery.
In US-citizen terms most of the time that means he can arrive there by car within 10 minutes.
I had told him I liked the colour of The evils of drinking, the T he brought me 1 year earlier.
& It's true. Although the Dutch are specialized in wearing orange T's, most of the time it's a disgusting bright orange they use. US-orange is more subtle.
With the Olympics officially starting in a few hours I guess I can wear that colour today.
Of course thinking about Holland.
Gepost om 12:40 uur door Ton | Geen reacties
The supermarket gives me 35 % discount when I buy their meat that is close to experation date.
I immediately put it in the fridge when I come home.
After that I wait for a nice moment to eat that meat.
Very often that'll be during my 'weekend'. When I don't have to think about time.
I let the sun do the work.
It's light gives the defrosting meat lots of colours.
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1 In 5 breweries in Frankenland has a swan in his logo.
The others have crowns.
The brewery at the other side of the street was extremely busy. That was 1 hour earlier.
Here it was quiet.
Some old people eating cake.
Some young kids running around, being yelled after by their grandparents. With calm & moderate voices.
Old people are very capable in doing that.
Most of the people asked for cake to take. They wanted to eat some more when they got home.
I wanted to drink some more at my apartment. So I asked for beer to take.
I should have asked for the cake.
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My cousin took it with him. He visited the Netherlands again. Stayed here for a while.
I think it was the year he designed the posters for the Gay & Lesbian Film Festival.
He asked me if I could join him spreading them, glue them to walls in the heart of gay Amsterdam.
It was cold. We didn't want to be caught by the police. & In a way it was boring too.
But for the 1st time I got to know the gay places in my own hometown. Thanks to my Canadian cousin.
Yeah, that must have been the year I got this T.
Otherwise the year before it.
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Everything is green here.
Except for the balcony of my neighboor at the 1st floor.
I don't exactly know why, but this photograph gives me the feeling I'm glad that I'm here.
My own place.
Grapes hanging on the underside of the balcony.
Light coming in.
Doors open, but not too much.
Garding waiting for my eyes to say that it's alright.
I live here, it says.
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I was waiting for a day like this.
T-wise, that is. It's bad-weather-T-shirt-day today.
The king of Katoren, don't know how the book is being translated in English, wanted to be buried at a day like this.
The children's book writer Jan Terlouw wrote that the king of Katoren didn't want to miss a day of good weather. So he'd rather died when it was raining. And mourning should suit bad weather. & Vice versa.
I wore this T when my godmother got buried.
Same thing at my father's grave.
& Then also the death of my brother came.
I seldom have other opportunities to wear it.
'In de Vrede' means 'In Peace'.
But some things you can't translate.
I can't translate the emotions that this T is bearing.
You gotta do it with this.
Gepost om 11:07 uur door Ton | Geen reacties
Bamberg is Beerparadise, I often say to customers.
Or: Bamberg is Beercapital of the world.
To continue with: They have 9 breweries in a town of 70.000 people.
At those moments I talk with capitals & exclamation marks.
& When you're leaving Bamberg, I keep on about it, each village you visit has another brewery, or maybe 2.
But not so long ago 1 of the 9 Bamberg breweries had to stop.
Well, at least I have the T-shirt.
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My new phone arrived 2 days ago.
I still have to figure out how it's working. It's an N82, you see. With Carl Zeiss-lens.
I keep on telling this to people, though I really don't know what a Carl Zeiss-lens is doing.
It sounds like quality. So I guess that's what it does. Giving me some extra quality.
But I still have some pictures on stock. Photographs I took with the K800i. That doesn't have anything Carl Zeissians in it.
I do love the things I could do with the light on the K800i.
This one here is made in full daylight. At the backside of my garden. With the help of a sun reflecting mirror.
I'm becoming a professional cellphone photographer.
Do you know how to make a phonecall, my colleague asked me yesterday.
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