MICKELINO - FROG WITH A BLOG

The frog has moved, please find him

2006-10-09T10:58:00.000+02:00

HERE!

Goodbye Blogger, Hello Wordpress!

2006-09-29T02:15:00.000+02:00

Time has come to say goodbye to Blogger, my faithful host for a year, but sorry it became too complicated and as many of you I'm moving to Wordpress. Please update your blogrolls!From now on you'll find the Frog with a Blog HERE!

2006-09-25T02:26:00.000+02:00

Virgo with an Aquarius Ascendant

2006-09-04T23:45:00.000+02:00

Oh dear reader, so much has happened lately that I haven't had time to post anything. I promise to tell you everything soon, but start by wishing me a happy birthday first and then we'll see...PS: Thanks to Rhino, Keiran and Nomad for being first!

This week, I know you're craving for Swedish gay pop

2006-08-28T01:52:00.000+02:00

Please observe that the scary looking gentleman (long dark curly hair) tried to chat me up in a Stockholm club one night. He gently asked me to follow him home to enjoy his Love Stew... That was when I still had hair and could still afford to say no.Now have a look at Alcazar and its three luscious members. I'm sure you know the song. Have a special look at Andreas, good-looking singer and closet

And the Golden Frog goes to...

2006-08-23T23:32:00.000+02:00

For being so logical ("lots of Asian people in front of a Portuguese looking monument" therefore guessing Macao) and for being laconic but straight forward and right ("Macao"), the winners of this week's Golden Frog are:Nyasha and Vitor! (Applause)! Ok, that was easy for them, they're both Portuguese... but still. It was indeed Macao. This tiny former Portuguese colony that was given back to

Wednesday's little game

2006-08-23T10:02:00.000+02:00

Question 1: Where was that picture taken, which city?Question 2: What the hell was I wearing that day?

Buffalo

2006-08-19T18:21:00.000+02:00

Ok, sorry to those who knew this already, but this sentence got me thinking last night. (Don't you have anything better to do Mickelino on a Friday night?) I know I'm a pathetic geek, but here you are:Possibly the weirdest sentence in the English language is:“Buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo”.It takes a bit to understand this, so let’s build up from simple stuff.

I just had this urge to go and see her

2006-08-17T01:13:00.000+02:00

Parisians never look at her, never think about her and most of them have actually never visited her. However, she stands still there, through winds and rainstorms and looks at us constantly. When you look at her, you realize she's not very pretty, her brownish raincoat scares some and her height seems useless. "Her" because she is a she in French. The Eiffel Tower is a woman. La Dame de Fer.Like

Berlin

2006-08-16T01:44:00.000+02:00

How Wonder Frog jumped into a ravine full of turd and saved the day

2006-08-14T16:41:00.000+02:00

This is a sea-cucumberSo we took a small airplane that moved a lot and got to Ajaccio. Ajaccio, along with Bastia are the only places you could call cities in Corsica, the rest of it consists of a few houses that they call villages hanging from a very steep cliffs, all of it looking beautiful but very sleepy. We were quite excited about seeing our new home for 8 days. The trailer. Le camping-car.

A votre service

2006-08-10T10:33:00.000+02:00

1 year

2006-08-04T23:04:00.000+02:00

It all started with Rhino75. My English friend whom I met at a party 2 years ago and who sang a little Swedish aria to me. Rhino, the combination between a fine between gentleman and trendy VIP lives in the heart of Paris Gayland, hangs out with his famous friends and gets invited to the fanciest parties. Backstage, Rhino is one sweet guy who managed to remain cool in spite of showbiz and tends

Does Paris Blog?

2006-08-01T20:50:00.000+02:00

Please read Rob7534's very interesting post about why French people blog so much compared to our European neighbors and what kinds of blogs we usually write on this side of the Ocean compared to our English-speaking couterparts. Rob's post reminded me of the little event I attended recently. Here it goes. In late June, I attended my first blog reunion in Paris. What I thought would be

Nyasha's in trouble

2006-07-30T12:28:00.000+02:00

Thank the Lord, she's saved by geography!

Chubby tadpole

2006-07-29T02:19:00.000+02:00

What happened to this chubby child? This picture must be from 1974/1975, am not sure, the original color of the sweater is orange, the hair is gone and the chubbiness remains in spite of super skinny years between age 4 and 30.This is a meme I found on Chuck's site (one hilarious guy, I tell ya!). The mission: post a picture of yourself on your blog of a time in your life when you were "bright

Part 2: We never went to Morocco either

2006-07-27T00:13:00.000+02:00

Yesterday night I quickly cooked some pasta filled with cheese. The cheap version of ravioli. 89 cents per pack. Good deal. I added cream and extra cheese. I really like cheese, you see.Then My friend J. called and said we should have a drink. So I ran down and had a drink. I left my pasta on the stove after having eaten it and before going for a drink. I turned off the stove before I left, don't

Part 1: We never made it to Algeria

2006-07-26T13:51:00.000+02:00

I’m sitting here, with a glass of cheap chilled white in one hand (it’s too warm to drink red) and a cigarette in the other. I occasionally type a word ot two, I can only type with one finger as the cigarette occupies two of my fingers. It’s taken me 5 minutes to type the first sentence of this post. I re-read what I’ve written so far and find it plain and an uninteresting start to a post.

Monitor Chain

2006-07-26T13:12:00.000+02:00

Photograph this blog post (including your monitor and its immediate surroundings), and post the resulting pic on your blog. Then, the next person photographs your blog post and posts it, and so on. Leave your post URL in the comments so people will be able to follow the chain, and link your image to the post you photographed… this way people will be able to zoom into the monitors by clicking.

In & Out

2006-07-20T20:06:00.000+02:00

One day in Paris to recover from good food, wine and heat at my parents' place in Bordeaux and swooosh, gone again. This time to the German capital. Berlin! This vacation is a bliss...Have always dreamt of going there. Can't wait.I'll be thinking of you. I promise.PS: Rob, Bitch is the adequate description, I agree...

Hi and bye!

2006-07-16T01:21:00.000+02:00

I came back from Corsica this morning and things have already been completely hectic since noon. Met with my friend Miss Lizzy, then coffee with Miss African beauty and her adorable daughters, then picnic in the Parc des Buttes-Chaumont with good friends in the evening. Wonderful sunset over Paris and here I am packing again, off to Bordeaux tomorrow to visit my family for a few days and relax

Ouch...

2006-07-03T20:19:00.000+02:00

News #1: I'm going to Corsica for a week this coming Friday. Going there with my sporty friends again. So as I've been abundantly munching on cookies and sipping wine and beer lately, feeling stuffed each time, I decided to go back to the gym on Saturday in order to not look too scary on the beach among my sporty friends. I worked out for about 30 minutes and I haven't been able to move

Nyasha, now it's you and me, baby...

2006-07-02T00:00:00.000+02:00

First, we had to deal with our Latin brothers' (Portugal) victory over England and now France's victory over Brazil just took the biscuit. I'm not crazy about football, but it's hard not to get excited about it today. France beat the world champion and are now meeting Portugal in semi-final. Oooh, it's going to be good, really good!I've just been down to Bastille square and the whole of Paris is

To the psychologists out there!

2006-06-29T01:05:00.000+02:00

Tonight, as I was watching a documentary about 9/11/2001, I remembered the spooky dream I had the night before the tragedy took place.I'm walking down the street. I see a plane. It's going to crash on me. I know it. It crashes. But I survive and so does a woman who manages to get out of the plane. She complains that her hair is all messed up. She hurries to work.What does it mean? Should I start

While you're waiting...

2006-06-26T22:21:00.000+02:00

Hark Ye fellow bloggers!My life has been a bit crazy lately, both at work and on a more personal front. But I'm ok now and I did find time to go to a blog meet though and met this talented blogger, I've also been partying with good friends, been to the Fête de la Musique and totally missed the Gay Pride (didn't even remember it was on). I'll be back soon with some more hopping news. In the

Wet people in the métro

2006-06-17T17:11:00.000+02:00

During the past few nights I came across a few wet people in the métro. For a while I thought more and more people suffered from abundant perspiration problems because of the heat but last night I started to understand what was happening. Have a look.When the sun shines and the evenings are warm, Parisians gather around the quaint Canal St Martin in central Paris and have picnics. The latter

An update

2006-06-15T22:57:00.001+02:00

This is not about me having a little arrow on my nose. Sorry the sound is not great and the picture is crap. I need to buy a video camera instead of this. I also need a vacation.

This

2006-06-14T00:19:00.000+02:00

I don't know if you remember this. Well it's happening today and I'm afraid it's going to be very, very, very bad. Pray for our souls.

Too hot to blog

2006-06-11T15:43:00.000+02:00

35°CSee more Paris live webcams here.

They do it on the street

2006-06-08T11:14:00.000+02:00

When I was eight years old, I read a book by Nobel Prize winner Selma Lagerlöf named Nils Holgersson’s wonderful trip through Sweden. You may have heard about the story of a little mischievous boy who is so naughty that a troll transforms him into a little midget. Being scared and left alone because he is too small to function into the big people’s world, he escapes and gets adopted by a bunch of

Introducing The Frog Family

2006-06-05T01:08:00.000+02:00

Garbage

2006-06-03T10:27:00.000+02:00

Yesterday morning, I woke up at the last minute as usual, ran into the shower, got dressed, took my bag with my work laptop, ran to the subway, missed it, moaned and hated myself for being this constantly late person. Finally got another métro. After a couple of stations, I checked if I hadn't forgotten anything home, since I always do, but realized that I had actually taken more things than I

Health concern

2006-05-31T01:13:00.000+02:00

I realized one worrying thing today. I havent eaten a single fruit in six months. But I have drunk loads of red wine. Wine is pressed grapes, right? And grapes = fruit.So Basically I am healthy.Should Mickelino eat fruit more often?Yes, 'cos I like him juicyNo, 'cos he's juicy enoughWhatever, I couldn't care lessMickelino shouldn't post anything when he

Orgasmic

2006-05-30T00:21:00.000+02:00

This is official, this thing in the picture is the best present I've ever received in my life. This instrument that looks like a boring iron spider or a funny little hat, if your imagination stretches far, will provide you with so much pleasure and happiness that it'll make you shed tears of joy as soon as you use it or as soon as someone uses it on you. Anybody with a minimum of sensitivity will

Frog with a Blog TV: Learn Dirty, Dirty French

2006-05-26T20:19:00.000+02:00

Voilà! Click on the flag for your first dirty French lesson!

Coming soon to a blog near you

2006-05-24T19:55:00.000+02:00

Just for Babs and Whatalotoffun who've been harrassing me about desperately needing a lesson in dirty French. Before the weekend, you should be able to practice using your first dirty words in French and yell at all your frog friends in a very rude manner. Stay tune!Picture 1: Babs looking bitchy.Picture 2: Whatalotoffun looking sweet.

Garage sale

2006-05-23T00:48:00.000+02:00

I don't know what's happening to me these days, but I'm so not inspired to post anything. But since I live in the fear that you may stop loving me, dear readers, (yes, I'm fishing big time here!), here is a totally uninspired post about the garage sale Fav. Mr B and I went to on Sunday.2 friends of ours (see pic) decided to get rid of all the scary presents people had given them throughout the

Scandal Finnish Victory

2006-05-22T00:36:00.000+02:00

Even though I'm genuinely happy that Finland won for the first time, I think their entry was a true scandal. I want everyone to start writing a complaint letter to the Eurovision Broadcasting Union and tell them that there must have been a confusion between some of the Nordic countries and that Finland and Sweden are not to be switched. I'm sure that some of the votes that went to Finland were

Good evening Europe!

2006-05-20T11:15:00.000+02:00

Ladies & gentlemen, the big day has come, the climax of your musical year, the tackiest show on earth, the Eurovision Song Contest is about to begin. Put your glitter outfit on, start practising lifting up your arms in the air, get your score sheet and a reasonable amount of good friends and booze and witness the only thing that unites Europeans.When I was a kid (this status was valid until 1

SurpriseD party

2006-05-17T23:26:00.000+02:00

On Saturday I was invited to my friend's Y's surprise 30th birthday party. I love surprises and especially the look of surprise on the surprised people's face. The birthday girl was not exactly thrilled as her facial expression said more something like "WTF" when she saw 20 people pop out from behind the sofa rather than the expected "Oh my god all my friends are here, I love you so much"-kinda

The perfect weekend

2006-05-15T23:40:00.000+02:00

There is nothing better than a weekend back home in Bordeaux where I could enjoy the full treatment:Wild party with crazy girls!Brunch in the garden under the spring sun!Afternoon at the beach!Dinner party with dear friends!Intense hang-over watching Six Feet Under in my underwear (a bit embarrassing but oh well...)All of that with a view over Medieval Bordeaux!Have a look!

Smoking isn't good for you

2006-05-12T18:22:00.000+02:00

Smoking isn't good for you. That's the lesson I learnt today.I was at the office, opened the door to have a smoke on the balcony while making phone calls on my cell at the same time. As only half of my brain actually functions, I can't usually smoke and do something else at the same time. That requires too much effort. So as I was speaking on the phone, I inadvertantly dropped my cigarette on the

Birds

2006-05-11T23:16:00.000+02:00

I don't know why, but I hate birds. I just want to stuff them with herbs and a lemon and then eat them.The city council in Chicago has voted to make Illinois' largest city, the first city in the US to outlaw the sale of foie gras (goose-liver) that normal people consider a delicacy and Chicagoans describe as a product of inhumane treatment. In three months, Chicago restaurants serving foie gras

Tuesday's poem

2006-05-09T23:36:00.000+02:00

Asparagus is a beautiful wordSo is antibiotics

The Art Contest: Diaporamadrid

2006-05-08T21:22:00.000+02:00

I am very interested in art but I know very little about it. What? what? Shame on me? Well, let's see how much YOU know about art. I've gathered here some of the most amazing pieces of art I saw in Madrid this weekend. You should be able to guess from the style which painter/sculptor created them. You just need to find the artist, not the name of the piece. You don't even need to say which

Where am I going?

2006-05-04T21:35:00.000+02:00

I'm going to spend the weekend in a very famous European city. Its main attractions are fabulous museums that form a triangle in the heart of the city. The other main attractions are the night life and some ubiquitous minimalistic dishes.Souvenirs I will definitely bring back from there: 4 cartons of cheap cigarettes, dried sausage and a hat.So where am I going?

Tagged

2006-05-04T00:37:00.000+02:00

I've been tagged by Celeste, a beautiful South African girl (well, that's what she says anyway, but her picture still remains to be seen;-) hiding behind the secret name: whatalotoffun and who lives in Port Elizabeth, South Africa.PE, as it's commonly called, is in SA (as the country is commonly called, God they're lazy...) is a city I visited a few years ago. Unfortunately, my first impression

Wordless Wednesday

2006-05-03T22:55:00.000+02:00

Happy Blogday Rhino!

2006-05-01T14:49:00.000+02:00

Our dear Rhino75 is celebrating his First Blogday this weekend. After Babs tribute, here is my little Blogday card to my fancy neighbor. Happy Blogday Rhino!

For a while, I was a pedophile priest

2006-04-30T13:28:00.000+02:00

In 1992, I decided to join my university’s theater group. They only played Shakespeare. The English version was to be played on May 1st of every year. In the afternoon we would play the traditional English version in true Elizabethan style, and the English accent of 17th century England had to be respected as well. You can just imagine what a group a French students sounded like when they

Introducing my father

2006-04-29T18:23:00.000+02:00

Ladies and gentlemen, please meet B my dad. Then you wonder how I turned the way I did!!! Anyway, didn't Papa Frog look dashing on New Year's eve?

I'm wondering...

2006-04-28T00:04:00.000+02:00

...how old a granny should be to justify my giving up my seat in the subway? Most of you kind people will claim you don't think for a second and just do your Mother Theresa at once. But it's not that simple, you see...It always takes me several minutes to figure out what I should do:- Is she old enough to get my seat?- Is she going to be upset if I give her my seat since she doesn't consider

Go Greyhound! and leave the weirdos to us...

2006-04-26T21:17:00.000+02:00

When I was 17, I bought a cheap plane ticket to New York and decided I would travel through the US to do my own Thelma and Louise. Without Thelma and the car though. So Louise left with ideas of far-west and Hollywood. Secretly, I hoped I would end up in LA and be discovered as soon as I stepped off the Greyhound bus. In America, anything was possible. I knew it. I bought a one-month

Spell with Babs

2006-04-17T13:57:00.000+02:00

A few weeks ago, Babs from Babsbitchin' International wrote me a sweet poem. I promised I would write somthing back so here it is. But as I'm very much into teaching, I had to give certain pedagogical virtues to the amazing piece of art I created. So see how you can sing and learn how to spell at the same time. It's like the perfect combination between school and entertainment. View the video and

I had a good Easter. How about you?

2006-04-17T00:51:00.000+02:00

Confessions on the fourth floor (Happy Easter)

2006-04-16T00:33:00.000+02:00

For the first time in weeks, I'm all by myself on a Saturday night. It's Easter weekend and I haven't planned anything for the short holiday. And it feels great. Recently I've been travelling quite a bit for work and the few nights I've been in Paris haven't been spent in my apartment. (naughty me). My place looks like a giant mess. Hurricane Katrina found my apartment two weeks ago and has left

Favorite Kodak Moment

2006-04-09T14:44:00.000+02:00

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Objective Beach 2006

2006-04-08T16:28:00.000+02:00

The sun is shining, the temperature is warmer, people on the streets are starting to undress and reveal their 3 month-results of intensive winter gym training. Frog City is at its best in the sunshine. The sun reflects on the white façades and people seem somehow friendlier. Yesterday I was at the store and I even had a chat with two clients while waiting in line. This never happens in Frog Land

Homework while I'm gone

2006-03-30T10:07:00.000+02:00

OK, so I'm going away again! I have meetings in southern France. Cannes, Nice and Marseille. Won't be back before next week. Sigh...Your homework while I'm gone: Please answer the following question:"Is blogging a substitute for a repressed artistic need"?I'd really like to know. Please fill that comment box!And for those of you who live in the New York area, I urge you to go and see my friend

My favorite color isn't grey

2006-03-28T00:28:00.000+02:00

Guess what Mickelino’s been trying to organize for a month ? Yes, you’re right, a European meeting in Paris. I’ve been working my squeezable ass® off to rent a venue, book the hotel, restaurants, check out how many Brits were vegetarians, AND I have to present to whole damn thing by myself AND for 2 whole days! As if that wasn’t enough, the unions in this country have decided to organize a

Devil Inside

2006-03-24T22:24:00.000+01:00

... or the post that makes you stop reading Mickelino's blog...Inspired by the Mary Poppins’ post where Delicious Babsbitchin’ tells us how she flew for the first time, I’d like to tell you one of my childhood embarrassing stories as well. I’m not really proud of it but what the hell, I have a nice ass™ so I don’t care what you think. (god I’m starting to sound like Babs too! Babs have you

Ambiance Caliente

2006-03-22T21:16:00.000+01:00

So I went skiing last week. No need to tell you how great it was, ‘cos you probably don’t care and this blog is all about moaning and not about the good stuff that happens to me. So let’s focus on the tough times...As you may have read below, I went skiing for a week with 5 healthy people. We bought our trip through a French organization for (turned out to be) sporty Yuppies who are eager to give

So healthy!

2006-03-19T16:08:00.000+01:00

Le Frog hates to jog

2006-03-10T22:39:00.000+01:00

Le fact: I've packed my 1987 ski overall and my Estonian woolen hat and I’m going skiing for a week with 5 friends.Le concern: I have seldom traveled with more than one person and I hate sports.I usually mix well with other people. I'm quite sociable and get along with most. However, this usually lasts for 2 days and then I can't make any effort any longer. That's when I turn into this

I love silly questions

2006-03-09T00:08:00.000+01:00

During my various trips, I collected great questions people have asked me about France and being French. Here are a few of them. All of them are true and none of them were meant as a joke unfortunately.All remained unanswered.I should also add that most of these questions were asked to me when I was in the States, although lack of world knowledge is not only an American specialty, as Thais and

In the Navy, the real story

2006-03-05T23:24:00.000+01:00

In 1995, Jacques Chirac became president and as his first thank to the people, Chichi decided to get rid of the compulsory military service that every single French boy had been trying to avoid for years by using various tricks such as pretending to be mentally sick, perverted or drug-addicts. (the gay thing didn’t work unfortunately). Yours truly had left the country to discover the world but

Dilemma

2006-03-02T13:40:00.000+01:00

You are at a party. 1) Do you prefer chatting with somebody who asks you lots of questions and seems to be interested in who you are? Or 2) do you prefer somebody who won't ask questions but let you speak about yourself only if you want to (that requires that you take the initiative to talk about yourself without having been asked any questions). Do you think it's polite or rude to ask questions

Reanimating old ladies

2006-02-24T21:27:00.000+01:00

A few days ago, an old lady fell uncounscious on the subway. Everybody started screaming (including me) but didn't come up with any practical suggestions to facilitate the old lady's return to life.Suddenly Nurse Betty (she did look like Renée Zellweger) showed up from behind a weekly gossip magazine and performed CPR on the old lady. I fell in love with her instantly (the nurse). The whole scene

Weird jobs

2006-02-20T22:16:00.000+01:00

Last week I got together with some relatives whom I don’t get to see very often. The occasion was not the most fun but we did find time to discuss, laugh and talk about something else than the reason why were all gathered that day.My relatives have never really understood what I do for a living. I’ve told them 300 times but they never seem to remember it. Who can blame them since I barely

What day is it today?

2006-02-14T23:58:00.000+01:00

While everybody spent the whole day making out by the fire place, giving each other presents of all sorts, proposing, kneeling down for various reasons... I spent my day shedding tears at my cousin's funeral who's died of a sudden heart-attack at the age of 36. A handsome, successful man with a 9 year old kid and a nice uniform has just left us without any notice, heart problems or anything. It's

The angry housewife in me

2006-02-10T19:04:00.000+01:00

I'm not fussy really. I never clean, I never iron, I never do anything in my apartment but sleep, blog and watch TV. Consequently, I am no good housewife and nobody will ever want to marry me. However, I do turn into a ruthless & maniac housewife when I cook for friends. Having friends over for a little dinner is the best thing I know. I love it, love it, love it!I come from a country where food

Sleeping with the escalator people

2006-02-08T21:21:00.000+01:00

Ok, can anyone tell me why I suddenly have so much space here??? I can't move my text upwards grrrrrrrr......Have you ever played that game: Who would you do? For example: Would you do Brad Pitt or Ricky Martin? Well that's an easy one of course. As you know, this game becomes much trickier when you start getting questions like: Would you do Roseanne Barr or Millie Jackson? and you HAVE TO make a

Are my muscles taking over my brain?

2006-02-06T22:48:00.000+01:00

Tourette syndrome — also called Tourette's syndrome, Tourette's disorder, TS, or Gilles de la Tourette syndrome (GTS) — is a movement disorder with onset in childhood, and characterized by the presence of multiple motor tics and at least one phonic tic, which characteristically wax and wane. Tourette syndrome was once considered a rare and bizarre syndrome. It is no longer considered rare, but is

Quiet

2006-01-30T23:37:00.000+01:00

No, I wasn't quiet, I was just away. Went to Prague with work for a few days and came back late yesterday. A few days away from the blogosphere and I just don't seem to be able to catch up with anything anymore. So much seems to have happened during the past few days: first I missed a great html lesson by Rob, then his missed date (and I wasn't even there to comfort him), Noodle's review is now

Wanna Porn and Kiss a Tit?

2006-01-23T19:14:00.000+01:00

(or how to get many Google matches...)Warning: Here comes a very long post about one aspect of my life in Thailand. For those of you who don’t give a damn about phonetics and Thai names, don’t worry, there’s a part about Porn in there as well. So you shouldn’t be disappointed!I spent two years of my life working in Bangkok. Two very interesting years where I experienced various states of

Strasbourg day by day

2006-01-16T00:09:00.000+01:00

OK, so it seems that you are eager to know about my experience in the Navy... but since you dirty-minded readers only have one thing in mind, I'll keep you waiting a little and post this very boring diary of my latest business trip instead... and then if you behave you'll know everything about Lieutenant Imbert's regular visit to the Navy base bathroom. Day one: Left early in the morning from

In the Navy...

2006-01-15T23:44:00.000+01:00

… sang the Village People at the little café opposite the Navy base while on the other side of the fence we stood straight and sang military songs at the crack of dawn, watching the French flag flapping in the morning breeze, supposedly learning to become real men by serving our country for a year.Monday morning was hair inspection, Lieutenant Imbert inspected how neatly trimmed our hair was. His

Le Roi c'est Moi!

2006-01-05T23:29:00.000+01:00

This weekend is going to be exciting! I know what you're all asking through the cyber skies: "is Mickelino going to get completely wasted on Veuve Cliquot, with fabulous friends at some fancy hotel in central Paris, meeting lots of VIPs and being one at the same time?" Well, no no no, it's going to be much better than that...This weekend is L'Epiphanie, some obscure religious celebration that

Happy New Year!

2006-01-01T23:46:00.000+01:00

New Year's Eve at ChateauLino last night:ChampagneHomemade goose-liver pâtéParsley and garlic stuffed snailsGoose-liver stuffed rooster served with caramelized apples and green beansCheese and lettuceAsian fruit saladCoffeeChampagne Wonderful friends, good food, good Champers, much kissing at midnight but my place looks like this today:Resolutions/06 1) Smoke max 5/day2) Go to the gym at least 3

Nose-strip and Detoxifying mask

2005-12-30T13:39:00.000+01:00

Miss Lizzy and Favorite Mr. B taking good care of me and my greasy T-zone.Instructions: Apply cream to clean skin. Wait 10 minutes in relaxing silence or with soft music in the background. Let time stand still and your thoughts drift cheerfully. Rinse with clear water. Your skin is detoxified and your face smooth, as if you'd just strolled through the countryside.

Frogreetings

2005-12-23T22:35:00.000+01:00

Dear all,I just wanted to wish you a Merry Christmas, to you and you and yieu, to my friends, new blogging pals: my dyed-in-the-wool moffies (*wink*), Favorite Mr.B, my family ('cos some of them read this blog, how embarrassing!), Santa (I've been a god boy so bring me a digital camera) and I'll stop here or it's going to turn into a cheesy Oscar ceremony speech. Finally a very special kiss to

How gay is a hotel in London?

2005-12-23T20:46:00.000+01:00

A few weeks ago, Favorite Mr. B called and said he'd found the following add on the internet: Travel to London for the weekend and stay at cosy little gay hotel, charming, centrally located, gym, sauna, 3 stars, not recommended for families/children. Exclusively for gay clientele. We were intrigued by what staying at a gay hotel would entail and started making various suggestions: Is it a place

On boycotting French products

2005-12-21T21:54:00.000+01:00

This morning, I heard on the radio that the Slovaks have decided to boycott French products for some obscure reason that I didn’t quite catch. The only thing I thought then was… “Oh no, here we go again!” ::sigh::Part 1: How a boycott throws you out of the embassy.As you know, a few years ago, some people in Florida decided to boycott anything that was French e.g. cheese, wine, even French fries

Junky Froggy

2005-12-16T00:12:00.000+01:00

Because of my natural addictive tendencies, I have always made sure to not try drugs, well, I have tried a few things but thankfully never got hooked on any of them (if you exclude cigarettes, alcohol, sex, candy, chocolate, biting nails and compulsive TV watching of course, in good company of friends only, whose presence I can blame for my frenetic consumption).Thus everything was fine and dandy

What am I thinking about?

2005-12-13T01:00:00.000+01:00

What happened to Andrew Lappin?

2005-12-05T18:22:00.000+01:00

Coming soon: a report from my weekend trip to London. In the meantime and in order to keep you waiting, I'd like to set the expectations and make you work a little. Something really bizarre happened at our hotel. We found clothes in the corridor, right outside our room door. A white T-shirt, a pair of faded jeans, an employee name-tag with the name Andrew Lappin on it and a ticket to Madame

Yay!

2005-12-03T00:48:00.000+01:00

Guess who's going to London with cute boy this weekend, staying at a gay hotel "not recommended for families" (that's what the brochure said anyway)!

Bordeaux

2005-12-01T19:15:00.000+01:00

I'm in Bordeaux. The city looks very different. It looks bigger and cleaner than I remembered it. I had forgotten how snobbish this place is. I hadn't been back for so many years. And yet certain things haven't changed. In a café, I recognized faces from when I used to live here. Same café, same people, same groups of friends, just less hair, a little fatter... The beggars and the whores on Rue

Paris brûle t-elle?

2005-11-08T15:05:00.000+01:00

What? what? is that true? Did you hear the news? Paris is on fire! What's happening? Am so worried and scared! Read more here.

Nicole

2005-11-01T17:25:00.000+01:00

For Halloween, I adopted Nicole. She's always very hungry so can you help me feed her by clicking on "more", please? Happy Halloween!

Unattended Baggage

2005-10-28T18:20:00.000+02:00

Mickelino doesn't have a life so he takes the Métro. What is more worrying here? The fact that he only writes about transportation systems or that he speaks about himself using third person singular?hm...Oh wellToday has been my very first rather quiet day at work since July, that's why I took advantage of being "free" to go and pay my taxes. Because you see, I still haven't paid my taxes

Insulated picnic bags and ugly cunts

2005-10-26T13:23:00.000+02:00

and you're wondering why there's so much empty space here? Well, so am I... Streets and Metro stations do have weird names in this city and one often wonders how people could come up with these names, such as Glacière (Insulated Picninc Bag), Filles du Calvaire (Agony Girls), Bonne Nouvelle (Good news) or Penis street (see my previous post about that street). Enter Jack Jack is a colleague of

No news from Mickelino!

2005-10-25T19:38:00.000+02:00

Tired of reading the same entry about some stupid inflatable doll week after week? Well, me too. First of all, I am really busy, 'cos believe it or not, Mickelino works even though none of my friends believe me. Secondly, I have been trying to write a new entry for days now but they won't let me publish it just because it's called: "Insulated Picnic Bags and Ugly Cunt". Is there any watchdog out

The true story of Uncle Dédé and Judy

2005-10-11T15:27:00.000+02:00

C’est l’histoire vraie de mon tonton Dédé et la seule qui soit digne d’être racontée car le reste de sa vie est aussi vide que son crane dégarni et aussi intéressante qu’une aire d’autoroute. Vous vous dites que je suis un neveu ingrat qui se délecte du malheur des membres de sa famille mais détrompez-vous, je l’aime bien mon tonton Dédé bien qu’il n’ait pas toujours été clément avec le reste de

Beurzday Mickelino - The pics

2005-09-28T17:51:00.000+02:00

Couscous night in the 11th arrondissement, we danced and smoked weird Turkish things till 5 am... So, the nice pictures were taken by either Eric or Marieke (thank you!) and the bad quality ones were taken by me... By the way, I got a nice pair of roller-skates on my Birthday, moi!

Hey! Don't forget to sign my Guest Map!

2005-09-28T14:46:00.000+02:00

YES! I want to sign Mickelino's fabulous Guest Map!

The ugly dry-cleaner

2005-09-28T14:33:00.000+02:00

This morning, the ugly dry-cleaner yelled at me 'cos I had a coffee stain on my tie. (which is the reason why I went to her ugly little store). She said that men were all children who'd wipe their face in anything. I don't like the ugly dry-cleaner.

StrasBitch in StrasBourg

2005-09-22T18:16:00.000+02:00

Je déteste les enfants. Surtout les nourrissons.Et bizarrement cette ville regorge de nourrissons et de parents admiratifs qui ne font que parler des prouesses de leurs chérubins alors que franchement, y a pas d'quoi s'taper le cul par terre d'admiration... Il paraît que le taux de natalité est au plus haut en ce moment et que la plupart des couples ont l'objectif "troisième enfant" pour

La Rentrée

2005-09-08T16:13:00.000+02:00

Below: You probably recognize this awesome painting by Edvard Munch however, what you didn't know is that it actually represents a hysterical Parisian French mother taking her children to their piano lesson on a busy Saturday afternoon, shortly after La Rentrée. FOR those of you who do not have the great pleasure of living in this country, let me introduce you to a national concept: La

I'm an angry bitch in Paris

2005-09-02T14:49:00.000+02:00

10 things that pissed me off this morning:1) The old racist bitch who lives on the 1st floor asked me if I hadn't been bothered by the "awful smell of Oriental food coming from the ground floor last night", "these people cook exotic food that attracts cockroaches, you know!". I replied with a smile that I didn't know as I was having gay sex all night at some black junky's place(which is a lie...