The Seat of Love

The heart has long been considered the seat of emotions. And we believe that our hearts feel the love.

But the liver rivaled the heart as the supposed seat of love, passion and courage. Ask Shakespeare if you don't believe me. He knows I am telling the truth. It is in Macbeth where he says:

"Go prick thy face, and over-red thy fear,
Thou lily-liver'd boy."

The liver is typically dark reddish-brown; a "pale, bloodless" liver can only be that of a coward ;)

But that's an old story. Long time lost story. Nowadays it is believed that love goes through the stomach! And I am sure you know exactly what I mean.

Heart, liver, stomach... And I am asking you: What next?

Flying over Bucharest

An Englishman, a Frenchman and a Romanian are traveling around in a plane. Suddenly the Englishman stands up, sticks his arm out of the porthole and declares, "We're flying over London!". The other two, dazzled, ask him, "But how can you tell?." "I can see the Big Ben!" is the Englishman's reply. After a while, the Frenchman suddenly stands up, sticks his hand arm out of the window and says, "We're flying over Paris!". The others, amazed, ask him, "How possibly can you know?" "Look, there is the Eiffel Tower!" claims he. Finally the Romanian stands up, sticks his hand up and declares, "We're flying over Bucharest!". The other two, amazed reply, "But how can you tell?" and the Romanian, retrieving his arm, "Look, they've just stolen my watch!"


As promised, some music: