Friday, March 16, 2007

Random Things

I know, I'm a bit late... but it's better than never, right? Besides, I'm distracting myself from homework right now. This is something I *need* to do.

So, here we have some pictures of the time it snowed and actually stuck to the ground. This was back at the beginning of February.



This is Flo's car covered with snow... probably its first time ever having such an experience.


Foot steps on the side walk... note the steps aren't very deep... it didn't really snow much but it was nice, nonetheless.














Ok, so this is completely unrelated to snow... but I thought this was funny.












My french audience probably won't understand why I find this funny. A spleen is an organ in your body... at the moment, I'm not sure of what its function is... I just remember from Beavis & Butthead, Beavis was also screaming "ack, my spleen! my spleen!" (and I doubt that explanation gave much understanding as to why I find it funny... but I tried).




As we all know Flo.

















Here we have Alban, a friend of Flo's here in Lille. We see him quite regularly as we often eat lunch at his place.





















I think this is a really interesting picture. I like the perspective and the off-color... the strange mood... all that...





















And, finally, an unusually sunny day in Lille... this is very rare. I couldn't resist the urge of going to the park to feed birds and take pictures.

7 comments:

BBan said...

First, I would like to say that it is UNTRUE that Lille is not often sunny.... I mean, recently, we had like SO MUCH SUN! :)
and ... thx for choosing the best photo of me ever...
Goodbye...

Flal said...

The summer (=sunny time) is gone !!!

belka said...

Wow, a spleen cafe! I wanna go there!!! You'll be back in the fall, right? Maybe I can visit then. I have to buy one of those pricey fruit computers for next quarter, so no money for visiting Becca and the spleen cafe now. What would be the point if I came and had no money to enjoy organ themed cafes? Someday we'll compile a collection of odd cafes and sites. Like Assman street in St. Petersburg, the Titty Twister skate shop in east Czech Republic, Hoochie Mama boutique in Lativa and so forth. I get excited about things like this.

Anonymous said...

an old french song (1932) about the spleen and other bodies wich are sick

Depuis que je suis sur la terre [militaire],
C'n'est pas rigolo. Entre nous,
Je suis d'une santé précaire,
Et je m'fais un mauvais sang fou,
J'ai beau vouloir me remonter
Je souffre de tous les côtés.

J'ai la rate
Qui s'dilate
J'ai le foie
Qu'est pas droit
J'ai le ventre
Qui se rentre
J'ai l'pylore
Qui s'colore
J'ai l'gésier [gosier]
Anémié
L'estomac
Bien trop bas
Et les côtes
Bien trop hautes
J'ai les hanches
Qui s'démanchent
L'épigastre
Qui s'encastre
L'abdomen
Qui s'démène
J'ai l'thorax
Qui s'désaxe
La poitrine
Qui s'débine
Les épaules
Qui se frôlent
J'ai les reins
Bien trop fins
Les boyaux
Bien trop gros
J'ai l'sternum
Qui s'dégomme
Et l'sacrum
C'est tout comme
J'ai l'nombril
Tout en vrille
Et l'coccyx
Qui s'dévisse

Ah ! bon Dieu ! qu'c'est embêtant
D'être toujours patraque,
Ah ! bon Dieu ! qu'c'est embêtant
Je n'suis pas bien portant.

Pour tâcher d'guérir au plus vite,
Un matin tout dernièrement
Je suis allé à la visite [rendre visite]
Voir le major du régiment.
[A un méd'cin très épatant.]
D'où souffrez-vous ? qu'il m'a demandé.
C'est bien simpl' que j'y ai répliqué.

J'ai la rate
Qui s'dilate
J'ai le foie
Qu'est pas droit
Et puis j'ai
Ajouté
Voyez-vous
C'n'est pas tout
J'ai les g'noux
Qui sont mous
J'ai l'fémur
Qu'est trop dur
J'ai les cuisses
Qui s'raidissent
Les guiboles
Qui flageolent
J'ai les ch'villes
Qui s'tortillent
Les rotules
Qui ondulent
Les tibias
Raplapla
Les mollets
Trop épais
Les orteils
Pas pareils
J'ai le cœur
En largeur
Les poumons
Tout en long
L'occiput
Qui chahute
J'ai les coudes
Qui s'dessoudent
J'ai les seins
Sous l'bassin
Et l'bassin
Qu'est pas sain

{Refrain}

Avec un' charmant' demoiselle
Je devais m'marier par amour.
Mais un soir comm' j'étais près d'elle,
En train de lui faire la cour,
Me voyant troublé, ell' me dit :
- Qu'avez vous ? moi j'lui répondis :

J'ai la rate
Qui s'dilate
J'ai le foie
Qu'est pas droit
J'ai le ventre
Qui se rentre
J'ai l'pylore
Qui s'colore
J'ai l'gésier [gosier]
Anémié
L'estomac
Bien trop bas
Et les côtes
Bien trop hautes
J'ai les hanches
Qui s'démanchent
L'épigastre
Qui s'encastre
L'abdomen
Qui s'démène
J'ai l'thorax
Qui s'désaxe
La poitrine
Qui s'débine
Les épaules
Qui se frôlent
J'ai les reins
Bien trop fins
Les boyaux
Bien trop gros
J'ai l'sternum
Qui s'dégomme
Et l'sacrum
C'est tout comme
J'ai l'nombril
Tout en vrille
Et l'coccyx
Qui s'dévisse
Et puis j'ai
Ajouté
Voyez-vous
C'n'est pas tout
J'ai les g'noux
Qui sont mous
J'ai l'fémur
Qu'est trop dur
J'ai les cuisses
Qui s'raidissent
Les guiboles
Qui flageolent
J'ai les ch'villes
Qui s'tortillent
Les rotules
Qui ondulent
Les tibias
Raplapla
Les mollets
Trop épais
Les orteils
Pas pareils
J'ai le cœur
En largeur
Les poumons
Tout en long
L'occiput
Qui chahute
J'ai les coudes
Qui s'dessoudent
J'ai les seins
Sous l'bassin
Et l'bassin
Qu'est pas sain
En plus d'ça
J'vous l'cach' pas
J'ai aussi
Quel souci !
La luette
Trop fluette
L'oesophage
Qui surnage
Les gencives
Qui dérivent
J'ai l'palais
Qu'est pas laid
Mais les dents
C'est navrant
J'ai les p'tites
Qui s'irritent
Et les grosses
Qui s'déchaussent
Les canines
S'ratatinent
Les molaires
S'font la paire
Dans les yeux
C'est pas mieux
J'ai le droit
Qu'est pas droit
Et le gauche
Qu'est bien moche
J'ai les cils
Qui s'défilent
Les sourcils
Qui s'épilent
J'ai l'menton
Qu'est trop long
Les artères
Trop pépères
J'ai le nez
Tout bouché
L'trou du cou
Qui s'découd
Et du coup
Voyez-vous
J'suis gêné
Pour parler
C'est vexant
Car maint'nant
J'suis forcé
D'm'arrêter.

popo flo

Anonymous said...

here an approximate translation:

Since I am on the ground [military],
It is not funny. Between us,
I am of a precarious health,
And I am made a bad insane blood,
I in vain want to go up me
I suffer on all the sides.

I have spleen
Who dilates
I have the liver
That is not right
I have the belly
Who returns himself
I have the pylore
Who colours himself
I have the gizzard [gosier]
Weakened
The stomach
Well too low
And coasts
Well too high
I have the hips
Who unhaft themselves
The épigastre
Who is embedded
The abdomen
Who demene
I have the thorax
Who offsets himself
The chest
Who débine
Shoulders
Who pass very close to themselves
I have the kidneys
Well too fine
Bowels
Well too large
I have the sternum
Who cleans up himself
And the sacrum
It is just like
I have the navel
All in gimlet
And the coccyx
Who unscrews himself

Ah! good God! that it is annoying
To be always patraque,
Ah! good God! that it is annoying
I am not quite bearing.

To try to cure as fast as possible,
One morning all lately
I went to the visit [to return visit]
See the major of the regiment.
[A a méd' cin very impressing.]
From which do you suffer? that it asked me.
It is well simpl' which I retorted there.

I have spleen
Who dilates
I have the liver
That is not right
And then I have
Addition
You see
It is not all
I have the g' noux
Who are soft
I have the femur
That is too hard
I have the thighs
Who stiffen
Guiboles
Who tremble
I have the ch' cities
Who twist themselves
Kneecaps
Who undulate
Tibiae
Raplapla
Calves
Too much thick
Toes
Not similar
I have the heart
In width
Lungs
All longitudinally
The occiput
Who chahute
I have the elbows
Who unsolder themselves
I have the centres
Under the basin
And the basin
That is not healthy

{Refrain}

With un' charmant' young lady
I was to marry me by love.
But one evening comm' I was close to it,
Making him the court,
Seeing me disturbed, ell' says to me:
- What have? me I answered him:

I have spleen
Who dilates
I have the liver
That is not right
I have the belly
Who returns himself
I have the pylore
Who colours himself
I have the gizzard [gosier]
Weakened
The stomach
Well too low
And coasts
Well too high
I have the hips
Who unhaft themselves
The épigastre
Who is embedded
The abdomen
Who demene
I have the thorax
Who offsets himself
The chest
Who débine
Shoulders
Who pass very close to themselves
I have the kidneys
Well too fine
Bowels
Well too large
I have the sternum
Who cleans up himself
And the sacrum
It is just like
I have the navel
All in gimlet
And the coccyx
Who unscrews himself
And then I have
Addition
You see
It is not all
I have the g' noux
Who are soft
I have the femur
That is too hard
I have the thighs
Who stiffen
Guiboles
Who tremble
I have the ch' cities
Who twist themselves
Kneecaps
Who undulate
Tibiae
Raplapla
Calves
Too much thick
Toes
Not similar
I have the heart
In width
Lungs
All longitudinally
The occiput
Who chahute
I have the elbows
Who unsolder themselves
I have the centres
Under the basin
And the basin
That is not healthy
In addition to that
I you it cach' not
I have too
What a concern!
The luette
Too much fluette
The oesophagus
Who survives
Gums
Who derive
I have the palate
That is not ugly
But teeth
It is disturbing
I have the p' tites
Who irritate themselves
And grosses
Who expose themselves
Canines
Ratatinent themselves
Molars
Are made the pair
In the eyes
It is not better
I have the right
That is not right
And it left
That is quite ugly
I have the lashes
Who ravel themselves
Eyebrows
Who depilate themselves
I have the chin
That is too long
Arteries
Too much pépères
I have the nose
Very stopped
The hole of the neck
Who unstitches himself
And of the blow
You see
I am constrained
To speak
It is upsetting
Because maint' nant
I am forced
To stop me.

always FLO's dad ( or popo )

Anonymous said...

French touch is beautiful, isn't it ?

Unknown said...

Spleens are for cleaning extra stuff out of your blood stream that isn't supposed to be there, like infectious waste or dying red blood cells.