1) I can’t read small print unless I am squeezing my eyes into a 1.5mm slid
2) I think that all the news I need about my home country is perfectly summarized by the website of the biggest tabloid (added benefit, they use very large font).
3) I am totally immune against the newest Apple product and especially their touchscreens. Keyboards work fine, thank you very much.
4) More often I think that the latest improvements to our lives are very unnecessary. In German there is this very true word “Schlimmverbesserung” (schlimm = worse, Verbesserung = improvement… equals a change for the worse)
5) I try, really try, but some things little man finds cool, I do not get at all.
6) I think hiking is cool.
7) I think the opposite sex is interesting, and I am hoping that I will still think that in 30 years time. Little man (8 years old) can’t understand why anyone would want to spent time with girls. I will remind him of what he said in five years or so.
9) I know how to knit socks. Winter is coming up and self-knitted socks are vastly superior than bought ones. I should knit more.
10) My ass and tits are not what they used to be. I still bare them once in a while… those Germans… no shame
My Dad is in hospital again. He has too much water in his body and his blood values are not good, on top of that the amputation wound doesn’t heal, and the remaining foot is starting to make problems too. Life is not fair. If it would be fair, our last years would be without misery.
I called him and he told me “I don’t know what to talk about”. I didn’t know either, so I told him that I love him, and we said goodbye.
It would make me happy if my Dad does not have any pain anymore.
He taught little man how to bicycle and how to play chess. It would make me very happy, if he could teach him at least one more trick, or two, or three.
I want to spend Christmas with my Dad.
It makes me happy to go hiking. With little man or alone. It would make me happy if more people raise their voices to protect the last natural paradises we have in Hong Kong and anywhere else on earth.
Standing in lifts in high skyscrapers… gets boring very quickly. I wish more egocentrics around the world would find other hobbies than building the tallest tower. How about planning cities that are vibrant and made to measure for human proportions?
The only crop I got from my veggie garden experiment were a lot – I mean a lot – of yard-long beans very late in the season. They tasted wonderful, but a bit more variety next year would be grand.
Two grasshoppers mated among the yard-long beans. Little man saw a hands-on demonstration of grasshopper sex (giggle). He now knows that the smaller partner should be on top.
Baking bread with my own sourdough makes me happy. All you need is flour, water, salt and a few tries.
Watching “Flatfood in Hong Kong” made me happy. Bud Spencer is my childhood hero, and seeing him punch his way through a Hong Kong wet market was extra special.
Seeing M. the cat sleep with “alle viere von sich” (all four spread out) makes me giggle every time. I am happy that he feels secure here.
Speaking with my mum on the phone makes me happy.
And private things, that are too precious to talk about. That I have them in my life… Maybe God has a kinky love obsession with German atheists?