Occupation:
- Managing Director
Gadget Gal
Web Designer
Graphic Designer
Multimedia Designer
Digital Artist & Pixel Fukcer
Expat Life: I moved from Amsterdam to London, Aug. 2006. Things didn't quite work out as planned and I found myself on my own in a foreign country.
Reflection: 2007 Has been a difficult year but I've managed to accomplish a lot more than I thought I ever could. I've set up my own business, survived a serious health issue, met some amazing people and found my future...
Personality: At times stuck in a time warp of ideas and thoughts, Mixed Blood [Eurasian seems to be the fancy word for it: Indonesian and Dutch], typical Capricornish Goat, Sensitive, Crazy about Apple Macs and anything related, Gadget Girl, Intelligent, Psychological profiling of all kind, Sucker for all sorts of stuff that makes my OS run like: Coffee and Chocolate, Deep Thinker, Perfectionist, Foolish, Silly, Stubborn [WHAT?... ME? I don't think so... tsk, pffft....]
Indulgence: English full breakfast once in a while when not counting calories, Indonesian fried rice and a Sateh [Nasi Goreng] like my great grandma used to make, Thai Tom Ka Kai or Thai Green Curry Noodle soup original traditional recipes, definitely a peaty Islay Scotch preferably shared with my best friends in Scotland [Inge and Frank] and a Dutch coffee when I'm in Amsterdam with a piece of Dark Chocolate!
Proud Owner: Mac Classic †, Mac LC II †, PowerMac 6500 †, Performa 6800 †, Power Mac 8200 †, iBook Tangerine †, PowerBook G4, iPod shuffle, iSight, Power Mac G5.
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A real coincidence!
I was over at my Mom's within the week and looked through the same types of photos. I didn't think about grabbing any to scan though...
And who is this with the cars and booze?
I had to bring them back with me to the UK, that's why I took them and I wanted some nice ones from my dad :)
The one with the cars and booze is the same one who had quite a bit of a hangover yesterday ;)
I don't think the truck was mine, probably from one of my brothers but it wouldn't surprise me if it was... I never liked girly stuff *grin*
Oh come on now! Sure that truck is yours, just admit it. You sure aren't showing much interest in that little doggie (?)
Whatever is in that cup seems to be workin' ;-)
My dad used to take me to the garage next to the petrol station where he used to work. I was about five and could spend a whole day there without getting bored.
I loved the rows of huge tyres and the smell of petrol mixed with tobacco from my dads hands.
I was the one looking under the bonnet when I was 10, my brothers weren't interested. So dolls? I haven't got a clue what they are...
Memories. . . reminds me of my Dad's pipe and the smell of regular - before unleaded - gas.
Meanwhile I'm playing with my GI Joe. . . oh, I had many of the original smaller Matchboxes too!!
What is it about dads and a hard day's work smell? Probably something you register when you're a kid...
Sweet!
I remember having great fun with my dad as well when ever I had to go to work with him on a building site as a kid.
Hi Stu, did you start demolishing the place? :9
Just kiddin; what did you do?
Those pics of you as a child are adorable!
Yeah, I know what you mean by the scent of fathers and a hard day's smell. My dad was a mechanic as well. I could smell the oil and grease on my dad's hands as well as feel the callouses on his hands from working on engines.
Hey Dalton,
Thank you! :) How's life?
How sweet memories can be hey? Funny how we seem to remember almost exactly the same thing about dads. Although my dad wasn't really a mechanic [he worked for BP] he wasn't afraid of getting his hands dirty...