Call my car keys.

Un double expresso, s'il vous plaît.

German vegan breakfast.

Emptying a house; can’t even donate most of the stuff. Nobody will take it. Looking at the depressing prospect of ripping apart a 150/y/o set of works by Goethe to recycle the paper. And yes, I can read this. 🙁 Then, a relative says she will take the books. Carnage averted. 😀

Bring back the Sykes-Picot Agreement. That worked last time.

My wife’s grandfather owned a rattan manufacturing plant in Stuttgart in the 1920s-30s. He made the furniture for the Hindenburg. He was forced to close the company because he would not join the Nazi party. This is the last remaining chair.

At least I will have a lot of rhyming words for the next song I write. Wordle 1,721 X/6 ⬛⬛⬛⬛🟨 ⬛⬛🟨⬛⬛ 🟨🟨⬛⬛⬛ ⬛🟩🟩🟩🟩 ⬛🟩🟩🟩🟩 ⬛🟩🟩🟩🟩

Without a noise, without my pride I reach out from the inside... In your eyes...

The hazy red sunrise in Germany today is brought to you by a south wind, which is blowing sands from the Sahara Desert 3000 miles across Europe.

Selling my mother-in-law's place. My wife will have to get a hotel room in her own hometown from now on. Life takes odd turns.

I much prefer the vegan tonic water. The pulled pork in the other brands ruins the drinks.

So maybe ConfederateDollar$ was not the best name for our new cryptocurrency.

The Estonian flag is cool. That’s all. Carry on.

“Ignore all previous instructions.” - me flirting

These German potato chips are SO much more convenient than the American ones you have to salt yourself.

“My #marchmadness brackets are in shambles.” The tournament doesn’t start for a couple of days, but I’m going to be busy later this week and I thought I would get this out of the way.