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I’m not sure what to think of this. Jonathan’s tractor toy has a hippo instead of a pig:
Here’s the original:
When you press the hippo, it still sounds like a pig though.
I guess we got the middle eastern version, pigs being considered impure and all.
I wonder if it’s also the version sold in large Seventh-Day Adventist communities.
Got a chance to watch the surfers this morning at Munich’s English Gardens. Air temp was around -4°C, but it didn’t seem to bother these guys.
Time just flies, and the love keeps growing.
Best TV show ever, now as a musical
Came across the Ferrari dealership in Tel-Aviv yesterday, and found out they have a 2006 248 F1 car on display. The car has Schumacher’s name on it, though I don’t know if it was actually ever driven in a grand prix. Still – I got excited like a little boy when I saw it!
Rather randomly today, I remembered that I designed some fonts and put them on the web (on a free host, of course). That was 12 years ago.
This is how the site looked back then, via the Wayback machine.
This week’s Mad Men scene where Don sat down to listen to the Beatles’ “Tomorrow Never Knows” was brilliant. The New York Times has some background information.
How ‘Mad Men’ Landed The Beatles: All You Need Is Love (and $250,000) – NYTimes.com
To watch the opening race of the 2012 F1 season, I had to set up a VPN connection to a server in Italy (for Rai’s live TV feed), and a virtual machine running another VPN connection to the UK (for BBC Radio’s audio commentary). The VPN service only costs $10 a month, but I’ll pay 4 times that to get a proper legal direct feed, if anyone will sell it to me.
Comics artist Giraud died at 73. The above post is Kichka’s obituary (drawn, and in French).
C’est en 1966 au collège, que je découvre Pilote. Jusque là j’étais un fervent de Spirou qui m’offrait des rendez-vous hebdomadaires avec Gaston, Spirou et Fantasio, Lucky Luke, Johan et Pirlouit, Jerry Spring, Gil Jourdan, Boule et Bill et compagnie. Pilote m’offrit Blueberry, Astérix, les Dingodossiers, le grand Duduche, puis Reiser, Brétécher, Mandryka et compagnie. Autant dire que je baignais dans l’âge d’or de la BD franco-belge. Plus tard, au lycée je découvris l’Echo des Savanes puis Métal Hurlant.
Moi qui était dingue de western, j’ai suivi Blueberry dans toutes ses aventures. Au scénario épique de Charlier venait s’ajouter le dessin réaliste et virtuose de Giraud, du jamais vu pour mes jeunes yeux de futur dessinateur. Même si je ne me destinais plutôt au dessin d’humour, Giraud était à lui seul une école et un maître. Je recopiais des cases, essayant de comprendre comment fonctionne une composition, ce que sont…
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