News of a Dead "Haris" Reminded Me of You All

Classmates, Friends, Bastards, Zoki!

The other day Eniko (the very same girlfriend predicted by Vale's cards) and I were having beer in a Budapest cafe with X, one of those environmentalist types, who told us sadly that during a weekend excursion their car had hit and killed a "haris." Now, why should you people give a damn about a haris? Because "haris," friends, is the Hungarian name of the dreaded CREX CREX, the famous bird favored by Latvians and the Kürbiskernöl-swilling, Schmankerlstube-haunting people of Styria.

Please don't take it as an insult when I say that this news of a dead crex crex reminded me of you all and inspired me to visit this blog.

On a brighter and darker note, on Thursday morning we are leaving for four days in Luxembourg! Luxembourg, oh Luxembourg, where I go to visit nice people, enjoy fine food and wine, and hike through the sunny countryside, and where you people go to... Oh well, forget I mentioned it.