Archive for April, 2006


April 27th, 2006

In order to prevent shoplifting a huge neon colored sign right at the cash point of a local grocery reads

Please, show your bags UNSOLICITED!

Today, I had a bag with me. Heck, that made my head spin.


April 25th, 2006

Do not read this!

I have nothing to say

April 24th, 2006

Cartoon by hugh macleod

Check your list of lists

April 23rd, 2006

Juliet Ernst suggests to have a ‘before you call’ list at hand that could help us to systematically rule out all the less significant possible causes before [we] panic or descend into real depressive funks.

This is a wonderful idea. So, I put on my list to make a list. Making lists sure is included in many people’s lists. Lists of people who like lists. That’s probably why there are recipes. Because life is complicated (which is a lie), and lists are simple (which is another one).

Like with good recipes we need more lists: Good lists, suitable lists, easy lists, short ones and long ones, comprehensive lists, serious, scientific lists, approved lists, experts’ lists, classifying and diminishing lists, and, of course, lists of lists, such as this one.

Eventually, do not forget to check your list of lists, and your schedules, your categories, registers, criteria, systems of divisions, rules for distinction; your catalogs and inventories; your principles, and

What questions

April 20th, 2006

What are the questions that we should ask?
What are the questions that we could possibly ask?

Resign from humankind

April 18th, 2006

When I met Erwin Chargaff in his flat in New York, I felt like entering a new world, yet familiar. In his book “Kritik der Zukunft” he suggests that, for the time being, we declare our resignation from humankind.

Besides the fact that he says he did, I am to follow.
So here I am, outside.

No responsibility is taken

April 17th, 2006

No responsibility is taken for the correctness of this information.

Screenshot of browser showing results ohne Gewaehr

Warning: Conscience ahead

April 15th, 2006

Conscience is the inner voice that warns us
somebody may be looking.

— H. L. Mencken