But then most people around here figured out that it was probably something benign like that. Blacksmith right away connected to the Dean Kevlin story. I had totally forgot about that one, but that gentleman was also feared missing, kidnapped maybe, until he emerged some days later with a massive hang-over; after a late-night party it had taken him some time to recover and appear in the world of men again.
Late for school
The Scooter Brigade of the local sandwich shop; they're waiting for dinner time, when they'll all swarm over Beirut with chicken shwarmas on their bikes
Funny how I write this, as if everything is normal here; it’s been only been 5 months since I received 5 bullets in the façade of my house. Our short-term memory is basically non-existent. There is ample proof of that in this gold fish clip (hat tip Nicolien).
Which reminds me; does anyone remember what the official start of the Lebanese war was, on April 13, 1975? It was the attack on a busload of Palestinian workers. Quite similar to this bus, which I saw while dropping my son off at a paint ball session. It seems we do want to instill some memories in our youth. Not the best ones, though.