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On the way home I came across a lamppost in the middle of the bike path. I still left to the left, but the pole also went out and with a huge SMAK my bike turned into a work of art. On the way home I am still in a lot of elephant faeces (from where they came, Joost may know) and have my foot stuck in an open drain. They had to pull a drill or three to drill the well again from around my feet.

When I finally got home and my artwork hung on the wall, I started preparing for lunch. I peeled the potatoes, the roots and my fingers. When the potatoes were done, I added milk and I was still in mash, carrot puree, less than a minute later.

Of all the posts I made over the span of 10 years, its only now that I got a 3 day ban from posting on facebook

Did not get up this morning, I noticed. When I woke up this morning, I suddenly felt how gravity got a grip on me and how I was about to be lifted out of my bed. Unhappy I had a quick reflex to hold me in my wardrobe just in time so that I would not hit the ground with my smack. After all, what I did not know at the time was that today there was a bowling ball that was brought to roll by the shock and so eventually got to my head so that I had to unload the closet to finally leave my toothprint in the parquet.

No joke, I really was.

My kitten overpowered me and took my hamburger by force. I kept pushing him away but he come back more and more relentless until it was like trying to stop a mini bulldozer with one hand. The kitten took my hamburger!

Nice smooth cigar, been a while since I lit one :)

To my surprise, I was subjected to a new alcohol test at 0:24 last night. Blowing in breath tester and breath alcohol analyzer was abolished and replaced with a read test. For the police a great simplification, but as a 'customer' you will have to look out of your caps. According to the developers, the test should be infallible and with 100% certainty the drivers who drank too much should be able to identify. This has to do with not being able to pronounce certain letter combinations when one has drunk. In order to allow you to prepare somewhat, I add the text to be read here so that you will not be thrown into the deep. You can only crawl behind the wheel if you can read this text easily ... "In a sailor's village once lived a girl named Barbara. Barbara made the most delicious rhubarb pudding in the far wide area, and everyone was so fond of Barbara's rhubarb pudding that they called her Rhubarb Barbara. Because Rabarberbarbara became so familiar with her rhubarb pudding at one point, she decided to open her own bar, of course the bar was called the Rhubarb Barbarabar. Rhubarb barbara had quite a few regular customers in its Rhubarb barbarabar, but by far the most famous customers were 3 barbarians who regularly enjoyed rhubarb barbara rhubarb pudding in the rhubarb barbarabar. And because these barbarians so often went to the rhubarb barbarabar to eat rhubarb barbara's rhubarb pudding, they were nicknamed Rabarberbarbar barbarians at one point. The Rhubarb barbar barbars of course also had long tough beards,

I am who I am. I have to do this with this body and this spirit. This is all I have. I can not trade anymore. This is apparently exactly as I should be; without me, as I am at the moment, the creation was not complete. I keep blaming myself for things I can not (yet) do. I do not have to be perfect. I do not have to be able to do what I can not do. Perfection is stagnation and stagnation is dead. I live so I make mistakes. I can also make mistakes. I learn from mistakes. In fact, I am perfectly correct because I make the mistakes I make! This is how I keep the evolution going.
I get exactly what I need. Everything helps me to fulfill my mission on earth - including the setbacks and the disease, the enemies and quarrels, the lost loves and the broken hearts. If I do not see that now, I will be able to see it later. I realize at every difficult moment that everything could have been much worse. I only need to be completely honest with myself. Sometimes I have to deal selectively with the truth. Total honesty towards other people is not always loving, on the contrary. And sometimes I have to protect myself, that is the way it is in this world. If I do not lie to myself; if I know what I do and why.I can never please the whole world. What one finds good, the other finds useless. There will always be someone who criticizes me; there will always be someone who admires me. I just have to do what I feel I have to do. I keep my attention in the now. Old cows hear in the ditch. Everything happened because it had to happen, there is no point in worrying about it. Faint fantasies about the future also waste energy. NOW is by far the most fascinating, interesting moment of my life, because only NOW really happens, in flesh and blood, what happens! Use my memory and dig up useful memories, but I will not whine.

Sit at home, let loneliness and depression creep in ever so slowly, or get out and be a part of the environment...even if that environment is deemed as not so good?

...like a bar
...like a casino
...like a dance establishment
...like a party


I feel if you don't let those places become you....they can fill in any available gaps one has in their life in the meanwhile.

Of course, given if you are a single person.

Otherwise do what? Go to a movie by yourself? Go to a restaurant by yourself? Go to a cooking class that does not exist in your area by yourself? Go hiking by yourself? Go traveling by yourself?

Don't get me wrong, I do spend time doing things with my family, but sometimes those things don't bring you in the most social situations.

Any ideas?

you only Live one time

I woke up depressed in the morning because it was my birthday and I thought:
Another year older.
After I had washed and shaved I went to breakfast with the thought
that my wife would congratulate me with a big kiss.
At the table my wife sat reading the newspaper as usual and did not say a word.
I poured myself a cup of coffee and thought to myself:
She is probably forgotten, but the children come and they sing together
'Happy Birthday' and come with a nice gift.
Enjoying the coffee I waited for the children.
Eventually the children came: Nothing too!
When I arrived at the office my secretary greeted me with a smile,
congratulated me on my birthday, gave me a kiss and got a cup of coffee.
I started to feel a lot better.
Later in the morning my secretary came to my office and said: "
You are celebrating your birthday today, shall we have lunch together?With the thought that I would start to feel even better I said: That's a good idea,
why do not we go to a nice tent outside the city instead of the usual McDonalds.
On my way back to the office my secretary said it was not busy at the office today
and she suggested that I go to her apartment to have a drink.
That sounded good, I thought, and my mood started to brighten up.
After a few drinks she said to me:
Excuse me, I want to put on something easy,
I'll be right back. Wow, I thought, and not only my mood was upheld.
After a few minutes her bedroom opened,
she came in with a big birthday cake
and in her wake followed my wife and children and a lot of friends and family. and I .................
I ........................
eeehhhh i .... ..............
I was still on the couch with only my socks on.