John the barber gets confused. The mixed signals of the individual parents do not go in one direction. Nice and short versus not too much are difficult to bring together. Roderick in the mean time is awaiting everything patiently.

Roderick being readied.

Then we have to go out, to get the little knight a hair cut.Caroline joins in, potentially to ensure that not too much will get lost in the activity.

Most of the day is spend in the company of mice. Writing, researching, talking to Andreas in Tokyo over Skype. All of this on different computers with different platforms. Interesting.

The sun gives an enormous vividness to everything.

Waking up with a white garden. Is this March?

Traffic under a gray sky. Cold search to some more bloggers in Amsterdam. Found them in the end and we had a great constructive discussion to take things further.Where's the bear? Blogging exists as a reality

High quality print require high quality preproduction, Snazzy sizzling G5's are ready to do the work.

Vincent de Ridder, printer and audio specialist. The analog off line world and the digital online world are in an interesting balance at the moment. There are many opportunities, but carefull selection of those will be required.

The Dutch landscape with windmills. That with wooden shoes and tulips. Typical traditional etc.

Hassan is watching timeshifted tv. In a very colourful environment. With a ladder nearby, just in case....

Roel is stirring things up a little. That is one of the key elements of what a new MD is supposed to do. Shake, not stir.

Vincent is pleased too.

Jerre is both pleased with the results as well as with the process. It is clear from this picture one might say.

2004 was a great year. The shareholders enjoy going over the numbers in great detail.

Koos gives the thumbs up sign for the transformation.

Digital Port Rotterdam gives good advise for people coming from both sides.

A new hat for the snow.

For Roderick it was one big party. He loves the snow and still refers to his visits to Sweden with the snow storms we went through.

Waking up on a Sunday, nearly March, one does not expect to see everything white.