The New Coffee Room

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I’m contemplating a career change

Not Auschwitz, but have visited Birkenau and can relate to the impressions described above. Very recently visited the exceptionally well preserved Breendonk camp in our country. We were actually planning to visit the Dossin Barracks the same day, but decided against it on our way out of the Breendonk camp. Neither of us was in the mood for more of that horror…

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I don’t know a lot about this. We live in the suburbs since we just don’t like living in a busy city centre. We live near Ghent, where young people do live in such buildings a lot. But in a city like Ghent I suspect these kinds of houses/apartments are probably the most affordable, which is the deciding factor for young families. Not sure it has much to do with being isolated from the street noise here. We’re currently building a new house and are temporarily renting a place. We very nearly rented an apartment in such a courtyard block in Ghent. That was until the lady started telling us about the numerous great activities that were organised in the courtyard during the summer! Community BBQs! Concerts! Kubb championships! I’m pretty sure the noise in the streets is nothing compared to the courtyard noise in the summer, so she lost us there…

@taiwan_girl said in Ah sleep:

@Aqua-Letifer That is interesting. Why is it (at least for me), that dreams, even if they are so vivid, are quickly forgotten? I will wake up from a dream and, wow!, it is super detailed, etc. but only 10 minutes later, I have trouble remembering it.

I experimented with lucid dreaming for some time for which I wrote down my dreams as soon as I woke up. Even a few keywords can help to easily recall dreams in detail. It‘s as if the process of writing down a dream signals your brain that it’s important to remember it.

Then again, there are a few dreams (mostly nightmares) I had as a child that I still remember. The brain is a strange thing.

Why shouldn’t she be because of that? If it’s anything like in Belgium, it’s already filled with dumb-asses. Would rather have a few more like this one. I’m sure Jon will agree.

Depends. Right after another “you left the toilet seat up again” remark from my wife, it’s an irritated and very noisy, splashy E5.
When we have visitors, it’s somewhere close to F3 at the most quiet angle.
If there’s a fly moving around in the bowl, it’s typically something like C3-E2-H4-K5-shtdammitfckinfly-G7-C8-C7-C5-E3-F5-HAHAHAAAA-Hasta-la-vista-you-motherfcker!!!!-I4-C8-F2-I7-A1-oh-fck-…-Honeeeey-one-of-the-kids-peed-all-over-the-place-again-can-you-believe-it???
After too many beers, it’s anywhere between A-5 and Z20.

One thing is for sure: biology gets screwed , abused, misinterpreted, … over and over these days… by all sides… ain’t polarisation great?

An AI’s take on it

The husband leans over and asks his wife, "Do you remember the first time we had sex together over fifty years ago? We went behind the village tavern where you leaned against the back fence and I made love to you."

Yes, she says, "I remember it well."

OK, he says, "How about taking a stroll around there again and we can do it for old time's sake?"

"Oh Jim, you old devil, that sounds like a crazy, but good idea!"

A police officer sitting in the next booth heard their conversation and, having a chuckle to himself, he thinks to himself, I've got to see these two old-timers having sex against a fence. I'll just keep an eye on them so there's no trouble. So he follows them.

The elderly couple walks haltingly along, leaning on each other for support aided by walking sticks. Finally, they get to the back of the tavern and make their way to the fence The old lady lifts her skirt and the old man drops his trousers. As she leans against the fence, the old man moves in...

Then suddenly they erupt into the most furious sex that the policeman has ever seen. This goes on for about ten minutes while both are making loud noises and moaning and screaming.

Finally, they both collapse, panting on the ground.
The policeman is amazed. He thinks he has learned something about life and old age that he didn't know.

After about half an hour of lying on the ground recovering, the old couple struggle to their feet and put their clothes back on.

The policeman is still watching and thinks to himself, this is truly amazing, I've got to ask them what their secret is.

So, as the couple passes, he says to them, "Excuse me, but that was something else. You must've had a fantastic sex life together. Is there some sort of secret to this?"

Shaking, the old man is barely able to reply,
"Fifty years ago that wasn't an electric fence."