8:15 Wake up to hugs and kisses.
8:30 Weigh 5 lbs. lighter than yesterday.
8:45 Breakfast in bed, fresh squeezed orange juice and croissants.
9:15 Soothing hot bath with fragrant lilac bath oil.
10:00 Light workout at club with handsome, funny personal trainer.
10:30 Facial, manicure, shampoo, and comb out.
12:00 Lunch with best friend at an outdoor cafe.
12:45 Notice ex-boyfriend’s wife, she has gained 30 lbs..
1:00 Shopping with friends.
3:00 Nap.
4:00 A dozen roses delivered by florist. Card is from a secret admirer.
4:15 Light workout at club followed by a gentle massage
5:30 Pick outfit for dinner. Primp before mirror.
7:30 Candlelight dinner for two followed by dancing.
10:00 Hot shower. Alone.
10:30 Make love.
11:00 Pillow talk, light touching and cuddling.
11:15 Fall asleep in his big, strong arms.
PERFECT DAY FOR A MAN:

6:00 Alarm.
6:15 Blowjob.
6:30 Massive dump while reading the sports section.
7:00 Breakfast. Filet Mignon, eggs, toast and coffee.
7:30 Limo arrives.
7:45 Bloody Mary en route to airport.
8:15 Private jet to Augusta, Georgia.
9:30 Limo to Augusta National Golf Club.
9:45 Play front nine at Augusta, finish 2 under par.
11:45 Lunch. 2 dozen oysters on the half shell. 3 Heinekens.
12:15 Blowjob.
12:30 Play back nine at Augusta, finish 4 under par.
2:15 Limo back to airport. Drink 2 Bombay martinis.
2:30 Private jet to Nassau, Bahamas. Nap.
3:15 Late afternoon fishing excursion with topless female crew.
4:30 Catch world record light tackle marlin-1249 lbs.
5:00 Jet back home. En route, get massage from naked supermodel.
7:00 Watch CNN Newsflash. Clinton resigns.
7:30 Dinner. Lobster appetizers, 1963 Dom Perignon, 20 Oz. New York strip.
9:00 Relax after dinner with 1789 Augler Cognac and Cohiba Cuban cigar.
10:00 Have sex with two 18 year old nymphomaniacs.
11:00 Massage and Jacuzzi.
11:45 Go to bed.
11:50 Let loose a 12 second, 4 octave fart. Watch the dog leave the room.
11:55 Laugh yourself to sleep.

His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance.

“Welcome to heaven,” says St. Peter. “Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we’re not sure what to do with you.”

“No problem, just let me in,” says the man.

“Well, I’d like to, but I have orders from higher up. What we’ll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity.”

“Really, I’ve made up my mind. I want to be in heaven,” says the senator.

“I’m sorry, but we have our rules.”

And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell. The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him.

Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people.

They play a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and champagne.

Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly guy who has a good time dancing and telling jokes. They are having such a good time that before he realizes it, it is time to go.

Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator rises…

The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens on heaven where St. Peter

is waiting for him.

“Now it’s time to visit heaven.”

So, 24 hours pass with the senator joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns.

“Well, then, you’ve spent a day in hell and another in heaven. Now choose your eternity.”

The senator reflects for a minute, then he answers: “Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in hell.”

So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell.

Now the doors of the elevator open and he’s in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage.

He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from above.

The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulder. “I don’t understand,” stammers the senator. “Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there’s just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What happened?”

The devil looks at him, smiles and says,

“Yesterday we were campaigning…… Today you voted.”

Pearl Jam – Alive
Roskilde Festival 1992

A lot of interesting things happening in my life right now.

Enjoy the silence 

                  Sergio Leone
(January 3, 1929 – April 30, 1989)

Seven year old Shane Bernier is a brave cancer patient at CHEO and he is asking people to send him a card for his birthday on May 30th. Shane wants to set a world record for the most number of cards received!

You don’t have to wait for his birthday to send your card. Start sending them today to:

Shane Bernier
Box 484
Lancaster Ontario
CANADA
K0C 1N0

Come on guys and help this little fella :)
I’m going to send him one from the Netherlands….

But we’re not going to Disneyland or Cancun folks, we’re just prioritizing. The upcoming months we will add features to the current themes and fix some minor issues. Besides that we’ve decided to do some freelance work. Fact is that we here at Amsterdamn.org have mastered many skills over the years. If anyone is interested in my services just ‘hit me up’ .

And to top it all off I’m starting a new business venture with my better half. Yes, I’m mixing business with pleasure. But we’ll keep you posted on that one.

And now you know it all..

There are more pics, don’t forget to view the rest of the article!

I was stumbling on the Time website and found a photo essay about Ennio Morricone. One of.. My favourite composer of all time. The photo essay highlights a small fraction of his work. I can really recommend the rest of his work if you are unfamilliar with Ennio’s music.

And ofcourse the link: photo essay ennio morricone

#1. Love what you do. “I never take a vacation, simply because I love doing what I do. Why would I want to avoid doing something I love?”

#2. Never ever quit. No matter how many times something fails, no matter how hard it gets. Never quit. And if you’re following #1, you shouldn’t want to!

#3. The harder I work, the luckier I get. Yes, luck is just one of those things that happens. You can try to deny it, but some people just get hurt more than others sometimes. But you can control it to a point. Work hard and learn as much as you can and you’ll just get luckier at it.

#4. Get even BIG. If someone hits you, hit back harder. Don’t take crap from anyone. Once someone walks all over you, and you let it happen, everyone else will see that they can do it too.

#5. Momentum. Know when it’s your time. Even the smartest, best, most successful people eventually hit their peak and start going downwards… whether it’s a change in markets, age, enthusiasm… what ever… if you lose your momentum, don’t let it take you under. Do something, even if it’s retiring.

#6. Always have a pre-nup. It’s the most unromantic thing in the world to say to the person you want to be with forever, but it has to be done. Too many business people lose everything because it just doesn’t work out. No matter how great they are/were at business.

#7. To be a winner, you have to think like a winner. But remember, the difference between being a braggart/show boater and just being honest is that you have to bring it. If you can win every fight, and tell people that…. are you bragging or telling the truth? Be confident and brag…. and know you can do it. And do it.