Unintentional Belgian Goatse

So, we're getting ready to move to a new flat here in .be (much, much nicer than the current shoebox -- it has three rooms and a kitchen and a bathroom! it has a gas stove! it has a fireplace! it has a toilet that doesn't leak sewage all over the floor!), and that means we have to hire a moving van. After working out how to say "moving van for rent" in Flemish ("bestelwagen te huren" seems to be a good enough approximation, though I'd like to know the correct translation), I googled around and came across Mols Huurwagens.

(ETA: no cut, hotlinking doesn't seem to work and my LJ gallery's bitched up, just go give them some traffic, kthx)

I suspect they intended it to be a steering wheel, but it just ... isn't.

Dear Safari

I swear to God if you ever crash while I have three entire windows of links I am actively using open again, I am ditching you forever and going to live in sin with Camino.

...and in the meantime I suppose I should really start using bookmarklets like, um, the whole rest of the Internet, shouldn't I.

ETA: not three hours later, whack thud flump, with a mere 3 tabs open. Hi, Camino, welcome to the family. So far I am a bit unthrilled with your lack of RSS reader, but you certainly are faster than Firefox.