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Party III Chapter ZXK@1 (22-Aug Amsterdam) I’m in Hippie Heaven! I’m sitting outside a pot cafe opposite the jackpot casino. This place is perfect for you and Pearl. I just saw Rembrandt’s house and will now go to see the girl with the 12 pound breasts at the sex club down the street. The first card I wrote in Amsterdam got away from me in a gust of wind. It’s hard to concentrate with all the cannabis in the air. I don’t think too clearly, but everything looks very pretty, especially the women. Here comes a herd now. Gotta gawk. Mickey, I think. Postcard 7: The Freak Brothers - Stoned In Amsterdam |
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Part III Chapter 2 (22-Aug Amsterdam) Here we see Rembrandt’s interpretation of the male’s favorite activity after indulging in Heinekens. Today I went to the Temple of Venus, The Museum of Sex, to see indulging of a different variety. The animatronics were corny, but they had some very interesting art objects, including one that farted. I also saw photos of people, mostly women, engaging in various intimacies with farm animals. They somehow managed to scent the room with the aroma of sex, and I chuckled through the whole place. Upon leaving, I complained about the lack of a gift shop, for there were some stereograms I wanted to have. It turns out that 3 million people are decending upon Amsterdam for the ‘Op Sail 2000’ this weekend, and that all the hotels from here south to Rotterdam are booked, so I may leave early to escape the crowds. A guy just called out from a third storey window in a Dutch accent, “I would like to see you naked” to someone on the street. The Dutch really know what’s important! I’m going back to my room to get my mind off sex for awhile. It’s not healthy for us celibate types to dwell on it too much. Hope you are all well. Mick |
| This place is a true Disneyland for adults. It’s got everything one could want: the culture, the canals, the fun, plus all the beautiful girls. The streets are so narrow that it is impossible for cars to pass one another, so many people ride the trolleys or their bicycles. Consequently, the air is clean. Now that my senses have returned to me, I can see why the Dutch are so appealing—they are physically attractive, polite and friendly, very concerned with civic pride (the streets are washed every day), and they all speak English. Amsterdam has charmed me with its quaint alleys and shops, the cobblestoned streets and trolleys, its international flair (I had felafel for lunch), and its history. Could not get to Anne Frank’s house because the lines were too long, but was content to wander about. The Dutch introduced pipe smoking to Europe in the 17th century, so I am surprised to find it hard to obtain a premium blend. However, all kinds of pot are available. Rembrandt accurately portrays Mickey’s dilemna in his very frank display of P. Power. I would love to see what he would have done with the girls in miniskirts on their bicycles. Mickey |
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![]() Woman making water and defecating. 1631 |
Part III Chapter 5 (25-Aug Amsterdam) The exact title of this excellent etching is, WOMAN MAKING WATER AND DEFECATING, and it was highly regarded in Rembrandt’s day. During his lifetime he was better known as an etcher, and it was only at the turn of the 19th century that he ‘became’ the painter par excellence. I tried to locate the COPULATING MONK but could only find THE GOOD SAMARITAN, which shows a dog taking a dump in the foreground. Speaking of dumps, I saw the Anne Frank House today, and it was chilling to think of all those people crammed into that warren of rooms for years on end. The museum featured the best interactive multimedia kiosks using custom software to enable 360-degree panoramas, 3D rooms, timelines, interviews, movies, etc. All very slick - not a macromedia director production. Worth the price of admission. Took the canal boat ride - Hop on, hop off, and saw some of the tall ships in the harbor. The most interesting thing I’ve discovered is that the Dutch language sounds very similar to English, using different words of course, but maybe it’s the Heinekin talking, and the Dutch girls get prettier with every one I drink. “Yo Blondie!” They don’t understand. Mick |
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