Pics as follows: 2017 Mini Clubman jacked-up for tyre change Michelin CrossCountry all-weather tyres; the ones with the sticker on the top tire Bridgestone "Run-Flats" with around 5000km on them after being removed and now in my basement on top of a flat/folded moving box ready for sale or whatever else their fate has in … Continue reading Tyre vs Tire Or Summer vs Winter
Month: August 2018
German Confusion Or Re-Inventing The F-Bomb
No. Seriously. To get by in #Eurowasteland, especially since I'm gonna need some dental work soon, I sometimes sell cheese or sell t-shirts that sell cheese. -Rant on T
Missing The Hitch
"Given this overwhelming tendency to stupidity and selfishness in myself and among our species, it is somewhat surprising to find the light of reason penetrating at all. The brilliant Schiller was wrong in his "Joan of Arc" when he said that "against stupidity the gods themselves contend in vain." It is actually by means of … Continue reading Missing The Hitch
Everything Is A Joke Until It Isn’t
Subtitle: Thoughts on re-read of Milan Kundera's The Joke (the 1982 English translation) "Optimism is the opium of the people! A healthy atmosphere stinks of stupidity! Long live Trotsky!" -from The Joke by Milan Kundera According to Ludvik the quote above is from a postcard he sent to woman of interest as a joke. I … Continue reading Everything Is A Joke Until It Isn’t
Gourmet Festivals And Bee Stings
The bourgeoisie have been let loose, dear worst-reader. This weekend in D'dorf was the yearly Gourmet Festival. The entire Königsallee is filled with all kinds of food stands, food trucks, etc., where you can indulge in fine dining galore or examine fancy-built grills. You can even be astonished at a "farmed" yellow fin tuna from … Continue reading Gourmet Festivals And Bee Stings
Worst-Writer Clairvoyance Or Conspiracy Cupcake Premonition
Disclaimer 1: I started this worst-post with something in mind and didn't quite get to where I wanted or hoped to go. Posting it anyway because, well, worst-writer can. Good luck. Disclaimer 2: If you want to get to the nitty-gritty about why the above pics are here, move down to Moving On. Disclaimer 3: … Continue reading Worst-Writer Clairvoyance Or Conspiracy Cupcake Premonition
The Glory Hole Of Rubbernecking And The Only Voice Spoken For You
Loved it when Robert De Niro took a moment at this year's Tony Awards and said what need be said. I'm worst-writing, of course, about his vivid criticism and ornery dismay of a world where Donald J. Trump, aka President Stupid, is for real. But then again where could the GOP, republicans, conservatives and their … Continue reading The Glory Hole Of Rubbernecking And The Only Voice Spoken For You
Nothing Pretty About Them At All
At a place where I walk Beckett, the killer pug, is this little body of water that is filled with all kinds of weird algae (due to the extreme summer heat), ducks and swans. Two of the swans are kinda there permanently--as I can see from tags on their webbed feet. These two swans are … Continue reading Nothing Pretty About Them At All
There Are A Few Adults In The Room
Ever since the Golf War started (1990-91) I've lost a lot of respect for the US Military. On the other hand, I respect the economically conscripted soldiers and sailors and airmen. When I lived in Wiesbaden, I thoroughly enjoyed US military company that allowed me to stay in touch with my beloved & missed #Americant. … Continue reading There Are A Few Adults In The Room
The Whole Thing About His Trip To CA USA In The 70s
Yeah, having an Eco morning. -Rant on T
Battle of Communications
"The battle for the survival of man as a responsible being in the Communications Era is not to be won where the communication originates, but where it arrives." -Umberto Eco, Travels in Hyperreality, Towards a Semiological Guerrilla Warfare But seriously. If/when the communication arrives at the #Americant in the comfort of his credit card, never-paid-for … Continue reading Battle of Communications
The Darnedest Things Around
Brisk walk this morning... No. This afternoon. Yeah, had brisk walk this afternoon. Nomatter. Get a load of that elbow, dear worst-reader. The left elbow of the dude with the fancy pig head. I've been passing by that Baroque building and statue for almost three years now. Never noticed the strange position of the elbow, though. … Continue reading The Darnedest Things Around
Uncode Yourself – Before It’s Too Late
Subtitle 1: It's Too Late! Subtitle 2: Thoughts on re-read of Milton Friedman's Capitalism and Freedom. "The Liberal conceives of men as imperfect beings. He regards the problem of social organisation to be as much a negative problem of preventing "bad" people from doing harm as of enabling "good" people to do good; and, of … Continue reading Uncode Yourself – Before It’s Too Late
Not A Train Buff
Short pause while biking yesterday. -Rant on T
Shame And Delusion = Everything Goes From Wrong To Wronger, Stupid to Stupider
Yeah, I bad mouth my (home) country. But do I do it more than Zack Mayo? No, of course not. Then again, unlike Zack, I won't go on to become a fighter pilot that will probably be bombing defenceless people at the behest of really, really, ugly rich white people. And on that note, I … Continue reading Shame And Delusion = Everything Goes From Wrong To Wronger, Stupid to Stupider
Wishful Roadkill On Your Dashboard And Other Worst Pics
Cute as a button how someone could put tiny animal-dolls on their Mercedes dashboard. I only wonder what they are thinking as they drive. I even went around the car to see if there was anything else to photograph. No rotting animal carcasses anywhere. Also, no USB cables or smartphone holders. Whaaaaa? I then headed … Continue reading Wishful Roadkill On Your Dashboard And Other Worst Pics
Pseudo Review – 2: How Deep Do The Unpeeled Layers Of Your Rotten Onion Go?
Subtitle: "Democracy In Chains" By Nancy MacLean Goes Seriously Deep Into What Makes #Americant Stupider Not Greater. She took me deeper, dear worst-reader. This historian, this professor-type person that writes books--and she can take you deep, too. That is, if you're at all inclined to go deep. Especially the kind of deep that involves figuring … Continue reading Pseudo Review – 2: How Deep Do The Unpeeled Layers Of Your Rotten Onion Go?
Crocs Of $hi+
"Crocs, Inc. is a company that manufactures and distributes a foam clog shoe." -Wiki The above quote says pretty much everything, eh? "Foam clog shoe..."???? Unless, of course, you're a devotee. According to the pic above, I guess, I'm a devotee. Actually, that's not true. First. Yes, I own a pair of crocs. As you … Continue reading Crocs Of $hi+
Pseudo Review – 1: “Democracy in Chains” – A Book To Steal The Heart Of Any Rational Useless-Eater That Figured Out How To Dropout In Style And Doesn’t Look Back With Too Much Anger
Update: Pseudo Review - 2 is here. Afeared yet, dear worst-reader? Well, if you ain't afeared yet, it might be time to get your bloomers in an uproar. Or is it get your bloomers in a gander? Wait. How 'bout gettin' things up in a pickle? Nomatter. I've been reading the book Democracy in Chains … Continue reading Pseudo Review – 1: “Democracy in Chains” – A Book To Steal The Heart Of Any Rational Useless-Eater That Figured Out How To Dropout In Style And Doesn’t Look Back With Too Much Anger
Myth Porn Or How I Learned To Dodge Jizz Bling Bling
As stated here and here, dear worst-reader, I really dig the epic poem Beowulf. Reason? It's a very telling story--and not just about times long past, don't you know. Although difficult to read, especially the latter parts, it is truly a work of art that, once conquered, gives the feeling that one can somehow relate to … Continue reading Myth Porn Or How I Learned To Dodge Jizz Bling Bling
Misdirected Lyrics And The Ultimate Lie Of The #Americant Mind Long Run Amok
Another email exchange with an old friend. To Worstwriter: I've been reading a bit lately. Found this quote: What's more crazy than a bunch of people gathering each Sunday to sing and greet each other at the foot of an empty cross, the ancient equivalent of the electric chair? Pretty good, eh. Your old friend. … Continue reading Misdirected Lyrics And The Ultimate Lie Of The #Americant Mind Long Run Amok
The Monk’s Happiness
Monk 2: I want happiness. Monk 1: Take out the ‘I’ and then take out ‘want’. Then you have... -Source unknown or anonymous. -Rant on. T
The Delete: Tweets
Ok. Maybe I jumped the gun. Reactivated Twitter account and am employing tweet delete app. Not concerned about my tweets, btw. Just concerned about cleaning slates, desk, and wax out of ears. Next delete? Sept 3 I have a dental appointment. -Rant on T
The Delete: Twitter
Star-date blah-blah-blow-me. Let it be known that on this day, an f'n krappy Sunday, I finally got around to deleting my twitter account. -Rant on T
Heatwave, #Eurowasteland And How I Learned To Love Electric Shades
https://youtu.be/256kLXwroUI If you haven't heard, dear worst-reader, #Eurowasteland is experiencing a pretty severe heatwave. Indeed. In all my years living among the Germans as a lost and useless-eating #Americant, I've never experienced it this hot for this long. Yesterday I measured 37.5°C (that's almost a 100°F). That may not sound like much to you but … Continue reading Heatwave, #Eurowasteland And How I Learned To Love Electric Shades
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