Subtitle 1: E-Book reading. Looks like there's no turning back (for worst-moi). Subtitle 2: A pseudo-review of e-readers. I first started e-reading on a Kindle 2. I loved the design of the Kindle 2, especially the analog page change buttons and the odd but fully functional keyboard that enabled the best note-taking (at the time) … Continue reading From New To Old Or Skipping What’s In-Between
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Tyre vs Tire Or Summer vs Winter
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
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
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
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
The Whole Thing About His Trip To CA USA In The 70s
Yeah, having an Eco morning. -Rant on T
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
Not A Train Buff
Short pause while biking yesterday. -Rant on T
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
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+
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 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
The Patriotism Monkey Gnawing On Your Back Or How To Be Ruled By A 30% Minority
Subtitle of this worst-post: The reasons President Stupid is so overtly, well, stupid. The stupid currently running everything in my beloved & missed #Americant is there because, basically, it's all part of a plan. Seriously. Stupid isn't just stupid. It can be more. It can even be stupider. Or. Only this much stupid can attract … Continue reading The Patriotism Monkey Gnawing On Your Back Or How To Be Ruled By A 30% Minority
Last Of The Mohican Bookshelves
Actually the brand that is the last of anything is "Mocoba" not Mohican. As in the last bookshelf I'll probably ever consume-to-survive. So much for worst-writer worst-humour. This is indeed a fancy-pants bookshelf system sold by some fancy-pants art-like shelf dealer in Köln. It is created/designed by some fancy-pants architect, I think. (#Interwebnet search it … Continue reading Last Of The Mohican Bookshelves
Exploding Shrooms Or How To Razor Wire Your Paranoia?
Sites seen while walking Beckett, The Killer Pug. The mushroom is at least 12-14 inches in diameter. When it ejaculated its spores there might have been a slight wind from the South West. There is a metallic greyness, an almost mechanical shade around the base of the fungus. I never before thought I could see … Continue reading Exploding Shrooms Or How To Razor Wire Your Paranoia?
The Anatomy Of Corn, Puffy Nipples And The One That Got Away
What are the things you miss most as an unwilling expat? It used to be blue crabs. But I've indeed had more than my share of them. (May the God of the Chesapeake, you lovely Bitch, have mercy on my soul for all my sins!) There was also a time when I missed the #Americant … Continue reading The Anatomy Of Corn, Puffy Nipples And The One That Got Away
Caught With The Cookie In The Hand Jar
Title 2: Jar Caught With Hand In The Cookie Title 3: Cookie With The Hand Jar Caught Etc., etc. Let's figure them out, shall we? I'm referring, of course, to right-wingers. I mean, it's one thing to simply call them all Deplorables--as Hillary so brilliantly but also mistakenly did--but it's another thing to actually get … Continue reading Caught With The Cookie In The Hand Jar
Opening Bottled Stupid Or Another Story Of #Americant Run Amok Galore
Well, this was supposed to be kind of a worst-post based on the newz-links at the end but instead I got caught up in an email exchange with an Old Friend and let myself get a bit off worst-topic. Good luck 1. The following is an email exchange mixed what I consider to be some … Continue reading Opening Bottled Stupid Or Another Story Of #Americant Run Amok Galore
Paris Pic 2018
Dabbling in smartphone photography. Have no idear what I'm doing. Yet every once-a-once I nail it. Well, almost nail it. Street art from Spring 2018 Paris visit. -Rant on T
And Now: #Eurowasteland At Its Finest Or How I Learned To Aim It Right
So. Like. About a year ago I was out and about on my beloved E-Bike and, as usual (at my age), I had to take a piss. Usually I find a secluded place among the urban trees but for reasons owned by men of my age bracket... when you gotta go you gotta fcuking go! … Continue reading And Now: #Eurowasteland At Its Finest Or How I Learned To Aim It Right
New Pug Breed? Tiger Lion Killer Pug.
As a pure black pug owner, seeing this guy really caught my eye the other day. According to his owner, he's only three years old so the white/grey is very odd. He's almost twice the size of my Pug--and mine is no Pug slouch. Although his facial features were almost perfect (for my standards), his … Continue reading New Pug Breed? Tiger Lion Killer Pug.
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